Author's Note: Hello, readers! This story is the sequel to "Rain". It actually starts almost immediately after the last chapter of "Rain" ended. You'll need to read that first to really comprehend this story.

The story title and the lyrics within this chapter belong to Jeff Buckley.

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Baby Davis-Scott would owe his or her life to Jeff Buckley. Oh, Peyton would be so proud. As Brooke continued her drive to Atlanta, she listened to Jeff's version of "Hallelujah" on repeat until the lyrics all came together and something clicked in Brooke's mind.

"Remember when I moved in you and the holy dove was moving too, and every breath we drew is hallelujah"

She wasn't going to get the abortion because of a song that spoke to her so clearly that she realized she really could be a mother. She had been lying to herself and Lucas when she said that she had no attachment to the baby living and growing inside of her. Maybe she did hate Lucas right now, but she was going to have his baby. Brooke had spoken to him only a half hour earlier, but now, as she turns the volume down on the CD player, she picks up her cell phone and hits redial.

"Brooke?" Lucas questions when he picks up his phone.

"I'm not going to do it", Brooke says.

"Not going to do what…?" Lucas isn't sure if Brooke means she's not going to have the abortion, or she's not going to have the baby.

"I'm going to have this baby, Lucas."

Lucas' heart drops into his stomach and he takes a sharp breath in, "Oh my g-d", he says, relieved.

"I need to tell you something."

"What is it?"

"When I was almost fifteen, I got pregnant."

"Oh, Brooke…"

"It was a huge mistake, obviously. So, I went to get an abortion. Before I could, though, I miscarried", she pauses, "this isn't the first time I've been pregnant."

"I wish you could've told me that before."

Brooke sighs. This confession was incredibly hard to make, but she felt a sense of relief also, "I know. But I never told anyone. I was ashamed, you know."

"I'm glad you told me now. And I'm so glad that you're keeping the baby. What now?" Lucas asks.

"I'm going to Georgia", Brooke says with a "duh" tone to her voice.

"You should come back here."

"Lucas…I still need this time to myself. I'm not going to be alone again for a very long time. Technically, I'm not even alone now", Brooke says, putting her free hand gently on her abdomen.

"Okay…"

"Lucas, I've got to go. I'm almost there and I kind of need to focus on driving."

Lucas smiles to himself, "Alright. Come back soon, okay?"

"I will, I promise."

"Bye."

"Bye Luke."

Both Lucas and Brooke flip their cell phones shut and Brooke puts all of her attention on the road. She keeps the radio off; the only sound is the wind whipping against the VW bug's open windows. After a few minutes of almost painful silence, Brooke rests her right hand on her lower stomach and begins.

"Okay, so this is really weird, but I'm going to do it anyway. I don't even know if you have ears yet, but oh well. Um, I guess I'm your mother. Wow. Your father and I aren't together anymore, but you were created out of real, pure love. He and I might not love each other right now, but we're going to love you so, so, so much."

After talking to the baby for a little longer, Brooke begins driving down the streets of suburban Atlanta but, instead, turns the car around and starts following signs back to North Carolina. Back to Tree Hill.

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Yes, I know that is short, but I wanted to get the first chapter out there. Please review and let me know what you think!