PEYTON

I watched as he stared into her eyes. I could tell that he loved her more than anything in this world, including myself. I found comfort in that. He hadn't shaved in days yet somehow he still looked more soft and genuine than ever before. "She's beautiful just like her mother," he whispered to me softly.

"No babe. She looks just like her handsome father." After everything we had been through over the years, I was still just as much in love with him today as I was the first day I laid eyes on him. He leaned in for a kiss and I gave him a peck before trying to hurry myself out of bed to use the bathroom.

"I'd love to kiss you longer but I really have to go baby."

"Peyton, you're doing too much. We just started this family together and it almost took your life in the process. You need to be taking it easy."

"Lucas Eugene Scott, I'm going to the bathroom! I'll be fine." I rolled my eyes and giggled as I got off the bed. He kissed my hand right before I stood up. As much I loved how much he cared for me, sometimes I wanted to scream at him. I'm a grown woman and I could take care of myself. I'll never be capable of yelling at him though because I know that he's just watching out for me. He did almost lose me a few times. He just doesn't want anything like that happening again.

LUCAS

Sawyer is gorgeous every time I look into her eyes. Not my wife Peyton, her maiden name being Sawyer, but my daughter Sawyer. Not that Peyton isn't beautiful as well because believe me she is the most beautiful woman I've ever seen. My daughter is different though. As I gaze into her eyes, I not only see the peaceful soul of my wife but I see mine as well. It's amazing the miracle that she really is.

"I'm sorry. I know I probably get under your skin because I'm constantly nagging you about taking it easy but I just can't help it. I realize you aren't pregnant anymore. I really do. But I always think about how close I came to losing you and I just never want that to happen again. Not to mention you did just have our beautiful baby girl just a few weeks ago. I can't imagine the horrible pain. A baby being delivered from your….well you know." I, for some reason, didn't want to say it aloud. It was as if I thought Sawyer could understand us after just about three weeks of being brought into this world.

"Lucas, you do realize she can't understand us yet, right?" Peyton smiled and laughed as she asked it. I do believe it was a rhetorical question though.

"I refuse to answer that." I smiled at her. "I love you baby. I always will too."

"I know sweetie. I love you too and I always will too." I loved the way her hair glowed in the light of our bedroom, actually our new bedroom to be exact. I hated the idea that we had left Tree Hill forever but I know that it was better this way. I knew that Peyton was a creative butterfly waiting to blossom and shine in somewhere new and fresh just like this place. I also knew that I would find myself again as I focused on our newly started family, which would hopefully in turn lead me to write another book.

"I love the idea of waking up every day in this house to you and our daughter."

"I love the idea of waking up to you and our daughter. Maybe not this house though." She was joking with me as she got off the bed to change Sawyer's diaper. She had stolen her out of my hands when she previously sat on the bed after using the bathroom.

"Now honey you know you love this house. Plus would you rather wake up in this bedroom of ours in this new-fangled town or my mother's old bedroom in good ol' Tree Hill?" She didn't even have to answer. I could tell by that smirk on her face that this is where we were destined to be.

"That wasn't funny babe," she said trying not to smile.

"No. Absolutely wasn't. I mean it wasn't supposed to be. Not at all funny. Not even a little bit." She knew I was messing with her and that whether she wanted to admit it or not it was definitely funny. Watching her suppress that smile and laugh was one of the cutest things I had ever seen though, so messing with her was worth it.

"Just making sure you knew. I didn't want you to get any clouded ideas there." She winked at me.

"Of course not I completely understand." I winked back. By this point she had almost gotten Sawyer to sleep. She was feeding her as Sawyer was dozing off. It's pretty incredible the amount of sleep something so small requires. We are pretty lucky parents though because for being a few weeks old she sleeps well enough to where neither one of us are too exhausted during the day. I did just realize though through all the baby mayhem that it's about time I shave.