Preface: The Birth of a Scott

Lucas Scott never thought he could feel so much love for someone until he laid his eyes on his baby girl, Sawyer Brooke Scott. He felt his heart beat a little faster as he held the newest member of the Scott family to his chest with the biggest sweetest smile on his face. It was a scary thought how now Peyton and him had a child. They were in charge of this beautiful bundle of joy, as many people called her in the day after her birth, it was a scary wonderful thing.

Today, he made a promise to himself. He would never abandoned her, not if he could do anything about it. He promises himself and the little wide eyed baby in his arms that she would always be loved like how her grandmother loved him. He promised himself that he would make sure she would never felt the pain of a parent hating her like his father showed him throughout the years.

- Sawyer -

His eyes swelled up with pride ten and a half months later when the Scott family, (Lucas, Peyton and little Sawyer) were in a upscale Downtown Seattle and he heard one big important word come a small mouth. "Daddy!" Little arms swung up in the air in the up motion. Lucas dropped his empty Starbucks coffee cup on the hotel floor without thinking about it and immediately picked her up. "Daddy!" The tiny little voice says before rubbing her tiny face against the shoulder of Lucas.

He wife stands up the hardwood floor, shaking her head just a little. "She loves you so much, Lucas. I went to pick her up from her nap about an hour ago. You should've heard her, she yelled daddy and her whole face lit up because she thought it was you…"

Lucas wraps his arms around the almost eleven month old, he didn't need to be told the rest of the story when "I'm sorry." He mumbles.

She has a slight smile on the edge of her lips. "You are honestly not. And it's okay. I have come to terms that she loves her daddy more than me. And I do not blame her...or you. You guys," She sighs. "...just have a strong bond. I hope it lasts a lifetime."

"Me too." The proud daddy whispers, kissing the top of his daughter's head. She look up for a second and again hides her face in her daddy's shoulder.

- Sawyer -

It was just three days before Sawyer's second birthday, Lucas and Peyton finally had the talk that they have been avoiding for two months. Sawyer was in sights view but entertained. She was sitting on Uncle Nathan's lap engaged and turning the pages as she recanted the story of the Beauty and The Beast to him. On cue, just like she does with Lucas, she points to her favorite uncle to do the voice and play the part of the beast.

Lucas leans against the patio door of the rented beach house in Tree Hill. It was a nice day outside, a little chilly but not a cloud in the sky. He was glad Peyton and him followed through about coming home for little Scotts birthday. He knew his wife hated that name but he kinda adored it, and behind her back often called her that. "...you want to get her tested…?" Lucas says in a uneasy way, he doesn't mean to interrupt his wife but he is taken a little off guard by her words. "Why would we do that? She is perfectly fine the way she is."

"I think it could help her in the long run, Luke…" She begins to say. "I don't think anything is wrong with her."

"She is smart." The father of one was ready to argue, but hearing his words interrupts Peyton's once again, he stops.

"Exactly. I think she is too smart for her age. I think she's gifted. She is not even two and she is memorizing books. Lucas, she knew the way to Nathan and Haley's from the airport...we have only been to this new airport once." She look at her husband.

"Okay."

Her eyes go wide, she may be in shock. She was well prepared for a fight. She knew that when it came to Sawyer, he would give one hell of a fight. "I promise we can be with her every step of the way. It will be okay. She will be okay. We can figure out what is exactly going on with her and help."

"Okay." He says once more. He steps forward and kisses her cheek. "You are right. This will be good for her. But my one requests is we wait until we get back to New England. We enjoy the time we have in Tree Hill."

Peyton agrees. "Daddy! Mommy!" Little legs run up to them. "Hunnry!" The mother of one smiles at the missing g and says something about running inside and grabbing sandwiches.

- Sawyer -

Three and half years old, young Sawyer was surprised to a trip to London, England. Lucas was there for a press tour of his latest book and Peyton and Sawyer were there for a support. He missed his family after a month away in the rest of Europe. He stood at the airport with a handwritten sign that said, "Peyton and Sawyer." His heart beated a little faster as he saw his baby girl and Peyton holding hands as the younger one talked the other's ear off.

He couldn't help but laugh. He sees Peyton stops walking, bending down and whispering something in Sawyer's ear.

Sawyer suddenly her bright blue rolling suitcase and she sprints into a full out run towards the spot Lucas was standing at. Lucas smile is wide as he picks up his little, kissing her cheek and giving her the tightest hug he could. "I misseded you daddy!" She yells in his ear then she squints, and crosses hers arms. "Daddy! Why yous here!? You lied!"

Peyton, a few feet away, giggles. "Oh did he baby?" She asks, egging her on.

"You said you had to work daddy!" She pouts. "This is not work. This is London."

"Well, S," his newest nickname for her that he picked up. "London is where work is for me today. Then tomorrow I have the day for you and Mommy."

The little ones face goes red as she brings her hands up to cover her mouth. "Oh. Opps. The you are not a liar, daddy."

Lucas nods. "Well, that's good. Should we go to the hotel...daddy has a big surprise for you and for mommy!"

She nods. "YES!"

- Sawyer -

His face was covered by his hands as he sat on the outside his front door. Two cops are standing a few feet from his as he finishes his words. "...a drunk driver hit her straight on. The paramedics tried everything they could. We are so sorry for your loss."

It took the man everything in his power not to crumble under the sadness. He struggles to catch his breath as he the older of the two cops ask if they can call anyone for him. It was in that moment the wished he was not so far away from Tree Hill, or that his mom wasn't living in raining Seattle. He wish anyone was here.

"Daddy…?" His heart dropped and he grabs his chest. "Is everything okay?"

It takes a split second to stand up, reach for his now four year old daughter and embrace her in a tight hug. "Baby.." He mumbles, holding back sobs. He needed to be strong for her.

Her heads peaks at the two cops, who are staring at the father and daughter. "Daddy.." She asks slowly. "Where's mommy?"

Lucas slowly lets her go and wipes his face. "S...baby…" His voice is more than a whisper. How was he suppose to tell her that her mommy was never coming back home. "Mommy...mommy...pas…": His voice broke, soft tears slide down his face. "Mommy isn't coming back, baby girl. She passed away…"

She shakes her head. "But mommy dropped me off at school today."

"I know baby." Lucas takes a shaky breath as he is a loss for words. He wraps his arms around his daughter once more and hugs her to him. He kisses her forehead gently.