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Ok, I have not written in a long time, but recently, I decided to follow Brooke's advice to Lucas and throw myself into my work. I currently do not have a beta, but would like one. So if you would like to be one, tell me; if not I will use that beta thing.

Now, I'm leaving the interpretation of the preface to your own discretion.


"Daddy! Daddy!" the four year old, raven haired little girl called. She was wearing a bright pink dress with a small tiara in her hair. She was a bubbly little girl who smelled of a mixture of her mother's perfume and her father's cologne. She had bright blue eyes like her father and dimples like her mother. The child was absolute perfection…the kind of child who people could picture as an actress one day.

Lucas Scott laughed as he picked up his "little bundle" as he affectionately referred to her as. "Yes, yes!" His lips gently touched her forehead and he smiled. "What can I do for you?"

"Mommy said move your butt right now, she wants to get married!" the four year old exclaimed. "Come on! I wanna play with Jamie…and Mommy said I couldn't until the recep…um, the party. So lets go already." Her hands went on her hips, well one hand did, she had the other around his neck.

"Ah, just like your mother, always in a hurry," Lucas said with a chuckle as he placed her down the ground. "Now, listen, tell Mommy that I am ready and that I can't wait to…" he paused for a moment and pulled his daughter close then whispered softly in her ear.

"EW!" she exclaimed as she ran out of the room with her nose wrinkled. "Parents aren't supposed to do that!"

Nathan couldn't help but look on as his older brother interacted with his niece. "Dude, what did you tell her."

Lucas laughed softly. "That I couldn't wait to kiss her mother. Luckily she thinks boys have cooties, well all except her cousin." He smiled to himself, "Knowing her though, soon she'll be wanting to wear make-up and going on dates." Lucas shuddered at the thought of his little girl, strike that, his baby growing up.

It didn't take long for the wedding to start; Brooke did not have many bridesmaids, only Haley and Rachel. The two who decided to take the longest were Jamie and her own daughter. See, her bubbly little mini-me decided that every flower she threw had to go where she wanted them to. If Jamie hadn't threatened to not play with her at the reception, Brooke feared the wedding would not have taken place until late that night.

As Brooke walked down the aisle in the wedding gown she made, she stared at her soon to be husband. They had one hell of an epic story. It had taken them many years to get this far…to finally become man and wife. But as someone once said "Love isn't a decision. It's a feeling. If we could decide who we loved, it would be much simpler, but much less magical." Soon Brooke was at the front of the church and she felt a hundred eyes on her as she stared into Lucas's eyes.

The vows were simple, the two lovers spoke how they felt and how much they could not wait for their future together. Then just as the priest was about to pronounce the pair husband and wife, a voice spoke up, "WAIT!"

And with one word the day that was supposed to be the best day of Brooke's life turned into a nightmare.


Short, I know, but a preface/prologue is not supposed to be long. Trust me the next chapter will be much longer.

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