Okay, so this couple has been rolling around in my head, and I've been dying to write something about them. So this is just a start and I hope you enjoy. Let me know if it's worth continuing, there's such a shortage of peytanna stories and I'm really hoping it's not from lack of interest. Because honestly, these two are adorable together. I would have loved to have seen more happen with them in the show! There may be more couples added in later on. In the mean time enjoy and please, please, please REVIEW!

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Peyton Sawyer sighed as she slumped in her seat outside of her favorite hole in the wall coffee shop. She always loved this place, it was just the right mix of home and L.A. It was small and run down slightly, just enough to give a homey feel. It was hidden in a more relaxed part of L.A., away from a lot of the noise and busy lights. It was the perfect spot for thinking, or in her case brooding.

She sighed again and glared out into the streets, watching random people walking around, the occasional car passing. Everyone was carrying on with their lives and it only made her feel worse. As always, life seemed to kick her in the ass. The most recent developments only proved this to the curly tressed blonde. Yet again, she was left alone and failing miserably at life. As if everything that had happened with Lucas and her spaz reaction to his proposal wasn't bad enough, Julian leaving her because he was sure she still loved him just made it worse. Really? That was ridiculous! She was so over Lucas!

Sure, it had hurt in the beginning, after all she had never once thought he'd walk out on her. Still though, she wouldn't take back the fact that she said no. Even as much as she was in love with him, when he asked her to marry him, something hit her and she knew that she wasn't that in love with him. She had never thought about them being together forever, and hearing him talk about it just made her realize how wrong it felt. So as much as it may have hurt to have him leave like that, and no matter how sorry she was for breaking his heart like that, she wouldn't take it back. So yes, she was over him. She had long since come to the conclusion that they just weren't meant for each other.

It would have been nice if Julian could have gotten that same thing through his thick skull too. Sure, they were just having fun, but Peyton would be lying if she said she didn't start seeing them staying together for awhile. Not forever, not even enough to get married, but she had been happy for the two years they had spent together and would have happily continued with that existence. But then again, was that really fair to him? Yea, he always said he wasn't ready to settle down, but what about when he was ready? Was it really fair for him to spend all of these years with her and end up breaking up because she wouldn't want to marry him? It'd just be another Lucas all over again, and Peyton would gladly avoid that awkward scenario. Maybe this too, was for the best.

It just sucked being alone...again. Her friends were all far off...having families...making multimillion dollar companies. And here she was, stuck in a dead end job as the assistant to the assistant and lonely after yet another breakup. Plus now she was about to be homeless. She sighed again and immediately regretted her decision to move into Julian's apartment just 6 months ago, and of course her old apartment already had another tenant. She didn't have enough money to afford many places. Hell her old apartment was in a terrible neighborhood and she was pretty sure the building was about ready to fall down at any moment and she could barely afford to live there. She groaned to herself again, only feeling more negative now. The only good thing in all of this was that Julian was being very understanding. He knew she didn't make much and wasn't pressuring her to move out. He had even offered to let her continue to stay there, but it just didn't feel right to her. Swirling the residual bits of coffee around in the bottom of her cup, she wished for a hole to open up from the ground and just swallow her whole.

"Peyton?"

The blonde tilted her head up some, thinking she heard her name. After a moment of silence though, she brushed it off and turned her eyes back to her people watching.

"Peyton?" sounded again, louder this time.

Wondering if she was finally loosing it, she turned around this time. Her eyes widened at who she saw coming towards her. She couldn't believe that after so long...and damn, did they look good! Peyton's eyebrows furrowed together after that thought, silently asking herself 'where the hell did that come from!?'

"It is you! Peyton Sawyer!"

"Anna." The blonde spoke with the first smile she'd showed all day. The Latina really did look good. She looked...happy. Much better than what she could recall the confused girl being when they were just teenagers.

The new woman only showed a huge smile and moved to embrace the blonde, holding her tight around the shoulders as she bent down to her. Peyton wrapped one arm awkwardly around the woman's waist due to their position. The blonde heard Anna sigh into her curls and closed her eyes, simply enjoying having someone close for the moment. Maybe it was because she had just been thinking such depressing thoughts, but the olive toned arms wrapped around her suddenly made her feel one hundred times better. She felt...safe...and warm.

All too soon, her old friend pulled away and instead smiled at her again. She placed a tanned hand against one smooth pale cheek, just barely rubbing her thumb over the creamy skin there. The brunette took in how Peyton's eyes closed at that action, relaxing into her touch. Her hand moved and tucked some loose curls back behind Peyton's ear, before finally pulling away. Peyton's eyes opened just in time to see Anna readjust the strap on her shoulder, moving to shower through her purse.

"Anna?" Peyton could have kicked herself for how shaky her voice sounded. Why was she suddenly feeling so nervous? It was just Anna...

"Are you busy Peyton?" The Latina asked, ignoring the blonde's questioning look.

A little out off by the random question, she mumbled out, "um, no. Not really. I was just having a coffee."

"Are you expecting anyone?"

Peyton raised an eyebrow at this question. "No...no one." She grumbled, not completely able to keep the bitterness out of her voice.

Anna eyed her for a moment before finally pulling some cash out of her purse and closing it.

"Well, would you mind some company? Refill on me?"

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"Wow, Peyton, I'm really sorry about all of that. You just never catch a break, do you?" Anna said, looking at the blonde with sad eyes.

"Not really." Peyton grumbled before sighing. She looked up and met the woman's eyes, letting out a small smile as if to say 'eh, it's okay though'. And really, it was. She was already feeling better after venting about all of it. For some strange reason, Peyton couldn't seem to shut up. Anna was just being so nice, and when they had sat down with their fresh coffees and the olive toned girl had asked how she had been, she just...she just seemed like she really...CARED! Before Peyton knew it, she was babbling about all of her life, well more like all of her problems in life.

But Anna just sat there and listened. She'd nod and even moved to hold the blonde's hand when the upset woman had felt tears threatening to fall. It was just so nice to actually feel like someone cared! She never once looked judgmental, only understanding. It reminded the blonde of the last time she had really talked to the Latina...when Anna had kissed her.

"Why don't you come stay with me?" The brunette's sweet voice rang out.

"What!?" Peyton almost yelped.

"Well, I have a spare room and it's not that far from where you work. I was thinking about moving, but that won't be for awhile. So you could stay with me until you find another place. At least it would get you out of your ex's place."

"Anna, I don't want to impose. I mean, we're practically strangers. We haven't seen each other in so long and this is...this is a lot and-"

"Peyton, no it's not. And we aren't strangers! I know it's been awhile, but I'd still like to think of us as friends! Listen, you did a lot for me when we were younger, probably more than you'll ever know. You changed my life and you showed me how to be strong. You helped me, so please, let me help you now. And besides, it's not like I won't enjoy having one of the best people I know back in my life."

Peyton blushed at that. "Are...are you sure though? Suddenly living with another person is a huge change."

"Yes, I'm sure. After all, we were practically glued at the hip when we were friends, so it can't be that different. And no matter what, you can't be as bad as living with Felix!" Both women laughed at this before settling back down.

"Okay." Peyton almost whispered out, again unsure.

A huge smile came over the ebony woman. "So you'll move in?"

"Uh huh." She answered with a small nod.

"Great! So how much stuff do you have? When should I come pick you up?"

The curly tressed woman blushed again. "Um, well, actually all of my stuff is in one bag."

Not missing a beat, Anna smiled. "Great, then we can swing by and pick up your stuff and go home. We'll be just in time for dinner too. Tell ya what, we'll pick up some take out and work on getting you all set up in the guest room. Then tomorrow, I'll make some of my paella."

"Oohhhh, yummy. I always did love your family's recipes."

Anna entangled her hand with Peyton's and pulled her along, both carrying their almost still full coffee cups.

"Hey Anna?" The bronzed woman turned her head to meet her friend's emerald gaze. "Thank you." Peyton whispered, completely heartfelt.

Anna only smiled and squeezed the blonde's hand. She kept her thoughts to herself. 'No Peyton, thank you for this second chance. This time, I will show you how amazing you are. And hopefully, I won't lose you this time.'