Hey everybody! So, I wanted to do a story with Dan and Karen raising Lucas and Nathan as a family. The other day I was listening to the Billy Gilman song "Oklahoma" (which is where I got the title from) and I was inspired to write this story. There probably will be some mentions of spanking in later chapters, but for now we're just setting the stage for what I'm hoping will be an awesome family story. I do not own OTH or any of its characters. Thanks for reading and enjoy!

"Alright, Lucas," Dan said, bouncing a basketball over to his ten-year-old son. "I want to see twenty perfect free throws in a row. You miss, you start over."

Lucas Scott sighed in frustration. "Dad, I'm tired," he groaned. "Can't I go inside for a little while?"

"Lucas, I'm only trying to make you better," Dan said kindly but firmly. "Trust me, son, you'll thank me for this one day."

Lucas rolled his eyes and lined up to shoot the ball, when he heard the front door of his house swing open.

"Dan!" Karen called. "There's someone on the phone for you!"

"Tell them I'll call them back!" Dan said, not taking his eyes off Lucas's stance.

"They said it's urgent," Karen said, walking down the driveway and handing him the portable phone. "And besides, it's almost time for dinner. I don't think it's going to ruin Lucas's chances at a college scholarship if you guys call it a night."

Dan tried to glare at her, but Karen simply raised one eyebrow and he knew he was beaten. The girl he had fallen in love with all those years ago was and always would be the only person who could talk him down off his high horse when he was being stubborn. Sighing, Dan reached out and took the phone.

"Hello?" he said, giving Karen a "There, you happy?" look as he walked back toward the house.

Karen smiled after him before turning to Lucas. "How's my boy doing?" she asked, pushing his sweaty bangs back from his forehead.

Lucas smiled at his mom, but she could see in his eyes how worn out he was. "I'm doing alright, I guess," he said. "Dad says my crossover is improving."

"But you're getting tired out, aren't you?" Karen pressed gently.

Lucas nodded reluctantly. "I don't want Dad to get mad at me, but I wish I didn't have to practice every single day this summer," he said quietly. "Sometimes I'd just like to go play with my friends or hang out with Uncle Keith at the garage."

Karen drew her son into a one-armed hug. "I'll talk to Dad tonight," she promised, placing a kiss on top of Luke's blond head. "But just remember, your Dad and I both love you and are proud of you. I know he can be pretty strict sometimes, but he really is doing in because he cares." Even though Karen got frustrated with Dan's intensity about sports, she knew the words she was saying to Lucas were true.

"Come on," she said, guiding Lucas toward the house with a hand on his back. "I'm making cheeseburgers for dinner as a reward for all your hard work today."

Lucas grinned as they entered the house. "Thanks, Mom," he said. Despite how tired he was of training, Luke never doubted how lucky he was that he had both of his parents. Dan's discipline and support combined with Karen's nurturing and care had turned Lucas into an intelligent, strong, and happy boy.

Karen smiled back at him, but her smile quickly faded away as she saw that Dan was still on the phone, his face a mask of concern and shock.

"I understand," he said, darting a quick glance over to his wife and son. "If you would allow me to talk with my family this evening, I'll call you back first thing in the morning to make the necessary arrangements. Yes, 7 a.m. sharp. Thank you. Good-bye."

Dan hung up the phone and placed it on the counter with a heavy sigh. "Luke, buddy, why don't you go upstairs and grab a shower before dinner," he said quietly. "I need to talk with your mom before we eat."

"Um, okay," Lucas said uncertainly, giving his mom a confused look. Karen gave him a reassuring squeeze on his shoulder and nodded toward the door. Once she was sure Lucas was out of earshot, Karen sat down next to her husband.

"Dan, what's going on?" she asked nervously. "You look like you've seen a ghost."

Dan rubbed his hands wearily over his eyes and took a deep breath before meeting his wife's eyes. "Kar, you know I love you and Lucas more than anything, right?" he asked, almost pleadingly.

"Of course I do," Karen said without hesitation. "Dan, you're starting to freak me out. Tell me what is going on."

Dan averted his eyes back to his hands, which he was practically wringing on the counter. "You remember Deb?" he asked quietly.

"Deb, that girl you dated for a few months in college?" Karen asked. "Yeah, I remember you mentioning her a few times. Was that her on the phone?"

"Uh, no," Dan said, swallowing. "Deb…Deb's dead, Karen. Apparently she had a brain tumor that went undetected…she died this past week."

"Oh, God," Karen said, covering her mouth. "She was so young…I'm so sorry Dan. Was that her family who called?"

"No," said Dan, his voice barely above a whisper. "That was a social worker from Goldsboro. They wanted to talk to me about Deb's son. Her ten-year-old son," he said, finally looking at Karen again.

Karen may not have gotten a college degree, but even she could do such basic math. She stared into Dan's eyes for a moment, not wanting to believe that he was saying what she thought he was saying. "Her ten-year-old?" she breathed, her voice shaking slightly.

The great Dan Scott's eyes were glistening with tears as he looked at his stunned wife's face. "Karen, I'm so sorry…"

"Did you know?" Karen demanded abruptly, pushing her chair back from the counter and rising to her feet. "Did you know that there was a child out there who didn't have a father? Have you been hiding this all these years?"

"Of course not!" Dan shouted, jumping to his feet as well. "Karen, I can count the number of times Deb and I slept together on one hand, and every time we used protection. And as soon as I told her I was leaving school and coming home to be with you, I never heard from her again. Don't you think if I had known, I would have been there?"

Karen turned away from him and took a deep breath, trying to calm herself down. If Dan had asked her that same question ten years ago, she might have laughed in his face. But over the past decade, Dan had grown from an arrogant, selfish boy into a hard-working, honorable man, not to mention a loving husband and father. Karen knew that the Dan Scott in the room with her now would never have abandoned a child, the way she was afraid he would abandon Lucas all those years ago.

Karen turned back around and walked toward Dan, taking his hands in hers. "I believe you," she said softly, squeezing his hand in reassurance. "Dan, I have to ask, are they sure? That he's yours, I mean?"

"I did ask them about that, and they said we could do a paternity test to make sure," Dan said, inwardly breathing a sigh of relief that Karen hadn't jumped in the car and driven off at his announcement. "But my name is on the birth certificate, and the social worker said that from looking at a picture Deb saved from college, there is a remarkable physical resemblance between him and me. Also, I can confirm that Deb was a virgin when she and I…you know…and the timeline would certainly indicate that yes, Nathan is my son."

"Nathan," Karen said softly. She couldn't really explain it, but somehow hearing the boy's name made him seem more real. It also filled her with an undeniable urge to mother and nurture this child who was now left alone in the world. "Where is Nathan now?"

"He's currently at a group home in Goldsboro," Dan said. "I guess Deb's family cut her off after she got pregnant, so that was the only place they could put him until they tracked me down."

"How soon can we get him out?" Karen asked without hesitation.

Dan stared at her for a split second, before pulling her in toward him and giving her a passionate kiss.

"How did I get so lucky to find the most beautiful, loving, selfless woman in the world?" he asked softly, reluctantly tearing his lips away from her.

"Probably the same way I got lucky enough to find you," Karen said, leaning her head into his chest. "Dan, can you get that social worker back on the phone right now? I want Nathan out of that place as soon as possible."

Dan checked his watch. "Probably, but shouldn't we talk to Lucas first?"

"We'll sit him down after dinner and explain everything," Karen said, releasing herself from Dan's embrace and heading to check the baked potatoes she had in the oven. "We've raised a good son, Dan, and I'm sure he'll be just as anxious to get Nathan home as we are. So quit wasting time and call the social worker.

Dan closed his eyes, thanking God for bringing him such as incredible woman. Smiling, he picked up the phone and started dialing.

Coming up next: Lucas ponders what it will be like to have a brother, Dan and Karen worry if their new son will accept them, and Nathan arrives. Thanks for reading!