Heather Adams is beautiful. She has her mother's long brunette hair, dark hazel eyes and attitude. Yes, she was the spitting image of Brooke Davis-Adams. Even to the point that she is head cheerleader. At 16 there was nothing Heather could not do, and she new it. Her eyes look over the room. Drunken teenagers everywhere, loud thumping music fills her ears, this is a celebration. They had won the game tonight. Her eyes make their way over to a curly black headed young man with sparkling blur eyes, and she feels the smile creep onto her face. Slowly she makes her way over, "Hey superstar great game." She says reaching up to kiss him.
"Told you I couldn't lose with you cheering," he says against her lips.
Heather blushes slightly, "Jamie" she playfully hits him.
He wraps his arms around her, giving her the famous Scott smirk, "Why Heather Adams did I see you blush?"
"Nope," she shakes her head, "it's just hot in here." She smiles a seductive smile.
"They why don't I get you something to drink?" He says leaning down to place genital kisses on her cheek and neck.
"Get a room!" comes an all too familiar voice.
Turning to smile at her Heather says, "Lily! Didn't think you were coming!"
Lily shrugs, "Nobody was home." She pushes her blonde hair off her shoulders as her blue eye flutter over the room. Lily Scott is second in command, together she and Heather rule every part of school.
"How about you get us something to drink?" Heather turns to Jamie who nods and leaves. She turns back to Lily, "He's not here Lils, Michael wasn't at the game."
"Who says I'm looking for him?" Lily looks down at the hands.
"Oh come off it Lils, you could have went to Lucas's and you know it!" Heather says frustrated.
"Why so he can lecture me?" Lily shoots a glare at Heather who is about to reort when she sees a red head bobbing through the crowd.
"Meg!" she calls out
The red head turns to her making her way over, "Well if it isn't bitch and bichier!" she greets with a smile looking around, "where's the boytoy?"
"Getting drinks, so what are you doing here?" Heather asks.
Meg shrugs, "Dad's weekend. Mom's in London on a photo shoot."
"Wanna sleep at the house?" Heather asks.
"He gonna be there?" Meg motions behind Heather.
Heather turns to see Jamie making his way back over, "Are you kidding? Mom's home."
"Sounds like girls night hen," Meg smiles. "You'll be there too right Lil?" Meg looks over at her.
"Of course," Lily smiles "Good to see you back."
Two hours and six beers later Jamie leads Heather to a room upstairs. She presses her body to his, kissing him passionately. Slowly the two fall back against the bed. She giggles drunkenly. Clothes are quickly removed and deposited in various places. As drunken kisses are places along her body. Giggles over takes her until his lips capture hers. She sobers slightly looking into his eyes, "You sure?" she whispers. He nods and continuous his kissing. She runs a hand through his hair moaning slightly. She feels him enter and moans louder. It's too later to turn back. Vaguely she thinks maybe they forgot something, but her still half drunken mind is raging from hormones and she can't think straight. It's two hours before Meg and Lily come looking. Both girls know that Heather has a midnight curfew that is strongly enforced. Also thinking they may have to sober her up. They find her naked and laying beside and also naked Jamie upstairs. Meg shakes Heather slightly, "Come on get up." She says.
Slowly Heather's eyes flutter open, "Huh?"
"Get up, we gotta get you home." Lily says.
Heather sets up and looks beside her, "Oh shit" she says looking at Jamie.
"Get up!" Meg says.
"Did I??" Heather starts.
Meg and Lily look at each other and shrug. Heather breathes out heavily and shakes Jamie. "James Lucas Scot!" Meg and Lily make a quick excite upon hearing his full name.
Jamie wakes and looks around, "What?"
"Did we use a condom?" Heather asks getting up to get dressed.
"Condom?" Jamie seem slightly confused. He gets up grabbing his pants looking for his wallet, "Uh oh" he says.
Heather huffs loudly, "How could we not?!"
"Hey it's not my fault! Or not totally anyways!" Jamie says slightly defending himself, "Aren't you on the pill?"
Heather sighs and nods, "Yes but this can't happen again okay? We have to be careful, my mom would kills me if I wound up pregnant."
"And my parents would be so thrilled." Jamie says sarcastically which gets him a glare form Heather who then turns and leaves.
Brooke is waiting in the living room when Heather, Lily, and Meg come n giggling furiously. "Sounds like ya'll had fun," she says as the walk past the door.
Heather stops to smile at her mother, "we did" she confirms.
"I figured Meg would stay here so I went on and called Mouth. Rachel called earlier said she made it London, and everything is fine. I'll call Karen and let her know Lily is staying." Brooke smiles brightly.
"Thanks Momma" Heather hugs her.
"Just tell me you were careful tonight." Brooke cups her daughter face.
Heather bites her bottom lip, "Momma how do you know anything happened?"
"Because I can smell vodka on your breath. You don't have to do this. I do trust you to know how much is enough, but you can't go on like this. Take it from somebody who knows." Brooke kisses her daughter's forehead.
Heather sighs, "We were just having fun, and I didn't drink that much, I'm not drunk."
Brooke sighs, "You know you set an examples for your brother and sister's. And farther more you set one for all your friends. Decide what kind of example you want to set. And I personally don't like he one you are setting." Brooke turns her attention to Meg who stands in this door watching. "Your Mother said you had been feeling bad. If you need anything let me know."
Meg rolls her eyes, "It was just a cold."
"She worries." Brooke smiles, "And so do I for the record."
Meg sighs, "You are a second Mom, Aunt Brooke."
Brooke shakes her had, "Correction, I'm your Godmother." Brooke kisses Meg on the forehead then leaves.
Heather turns to look at Meg, "You really okay?"
"Of course don't worry about me." Meg puts and arms around Heather leading her up the stairs.
All worries put aside as Heather Adams, Lily Scott, and Meg Gatina laugh the night away. Born within months of each other they literally had been friends since day one.
Background
Brooke Davis and chase Adams met senior year. Two months after graduataion Brooke realized, to her slightly horror, that she was pregnant. She finished her six week internship heading back to Tree Hill NC she and Chase resumed their relationship. And welcomed the first of four children in February. One year later they married. Deanna 12, Michael 9, and Jessica 4 joined the broad. Brooke is a fashion designer who spends one week a month in NY, which Chase is a X-Games champ, who is gone one weeks out of a month on the road. However, both make sure one of them is there with the children.
Haley and Nathan Scott welcomed Jamie may of senior year. They had been married for over a year. Nathan lost his chance at playing ball at Duke, but found a passion in coaching. Together they bounced between Tree Hill and Charlotte until they graduated. They now live in Tree Hill, where Haley teaches at the high school and Nathan coaches a college about an hour away. Two other children Dylan 7, and Sarah 2 followed Jamie.
Rachel Gatina showed her truly wild and prersuasive side when she shomehow convenced Marvin "Mouth" McFadden to runaway with her in March of senior year. During their 'road trip' she had managed to 'deflower' him. However, he simply couldn't hold onto her. She left him in a hotel, with a simple note saying sorry. She loved him, but she new she would ruin all chances at his bright future he had planned. Mouth had called his friends in Tree Hill for help. Figuring she had left forever he moved on, beginning to date Shelly. Rachel showed up six months later, very much pregnant. She didn't want anything more then to let him know. He offered help, but she said she could do this, he had Shelly to think about. Three months later Rachel and Mouth welcomed the one thing that would bind them together forever Megan Rose Gatina. She split time between Rachel's in California and Mouths and Shelly's in Tree Hill. She loves Tree Hill most, because her true blue honest friends are here. She has only lived in California for about a year. Brooke gave Rachel her first modeling job, which payed off. Mouth is a sports announcer, Shelly a stay at home Mom to one year old Sam.
Karen Roe thought her days of parenting were over. Lucas Scott, her son, was in his senior year. She had spent the last 18 years raising him and at 36 she was happy to focus on herself especially after the man she loved has been killed. However only weeks after she found he had left a little surprise. Lily was welcomed into the world that May. Lucas attended UNC so he could stay close to his mother and sister. After a six month internship in LA Payton Sawyer returned, and opened a small record label. Two years alter they were married, but not before welcoming a bundle of joy. Jackson Keith Scott made is appearance only days after Heather Adams. Jackson was the inspiration for Lucas's second book, both were best sellers. And in his spare time he coaches the Raven's at Tree Hill High.
Monday came all too quickly for the likes of the teenagers in Tree Hill. Jamie picked Heather up as usual. Morning were always hectic, therefore he wasn't surprised to see her ushering a grumpy Jessica into the backseat in the car seat she has strapped in for times like these. "I don't wanna go!" Jessica folds her arms across her chest.
"Jessie Baby girl you gotta go!" Heather lets out an exasperated sigh.
"Stay home with me Sissy!" Jessica puts on her best pout face. Heather however, used to the child's pouts, doesn't flinch.
"You know I have to go to school. Know get into the car young lady, NOW!" Heather points to the back seat of the car.
"You're no nice!" Jessica proclaims.
"Tell ya what, I'll take you to River Court today, this afternoon okay Baby Girl?" Heather says strapping the four year old in. Jessica nods excitedly. She loves River Court, it make her feel like a big girl. Finally Heather climbs in giving Jamie a sympathetic smile, "Dad got delayed and Mom's got a big meeting. Since daycare is on the way I figured we could drop her off."
Jamie kisses Heather on the cheek before turning to Jessica, "Ready girly?"
"If I have to be." Jessica lightly pouts.
"Don't you wanna see your boyfriend?" Jamie asks causing Heather to chuckle softly.
"He broked up with me." Jessica says, "So he could be with a hoe named Liz."
Heather's eyes get big, "Jessica! What did you say?" She looks into the back seat while Jamie hides a smile.
"I said…." Jessica repeats herself.
"You can not call people a hoe!" Heather says, "Where did you even hear that?!"
"You called Lily one." Jessica shrugs.
Heather gets slightly red, "I was joking. You can't call people that Baby Girl. Please don't let Momma hear you say that!"
Jessica rolls her eyes, "Whatever!"
The rest of the ride is quiet except the radio. Finally Jessica is deposited safely at daycare and Heather and Jamie are at their lockers. "So tell me," Jackson starts leaning against the lockers looking at Heather, "Do anyone this weekend?" He smirks.
"You are a pig," Heather rolls her eyes.
"Ouch!" Jackson fakes being hurt, "Seriously buddy how was your weekend?
"Filled with partying and a screeching four year old." Heather looks tiredly at her friend.
"She sick again?" He asks gently.
"No, she was screaming because Michael told her there was a ghost in the house." Heather laughs slightly.
"A ghost huh?" Jackson looks thoughtful, "Would explain a few things."
"Hey!" Meg says greeting them happily.
"Do you even attend this school?" Jamie asks putting an arm around Heather's waste.
"I do know!" Meg smiles brightly.
"You transferred back?" Heather says excitedly.
"I thought I might live with Dad for a while." Meg shrugs. Heather squeals as both girls jump up and down hugging. Jamie and Jackson both roll their eyes.
"This should be interesting." Jackson says looking at Jamie, "Good weekend Cuz?"
"Pretty good, can't complain." Jamie says pulling Heather back to him ounce the girls are done embracing, "Got to spend it with my girl."
Heather leans against him and breathes in deeply, "God I love that smell." She says closing her eyes.
"Get to class kids," Comes Haley's voice.
Heather turns to Haley, "Well good morning to you too gumpy."
"Heather, I'm your teacher, you can't call me grumpy." Haley says trying to hide the slight smile.
"Aww, but you are grumpy." Heather says pouting.
"Heather!" Jamie says watching the scene before him. He was always nervous when it came to his girl friend and his mother.
"What? That's why we love her so much, she's our grumpy." Heather says smiling at Haley who shakes her head.
"Class Little Brooke." Haley says laughing slightly.
"You can't really call me tardy if you're tardy too, and seeing how you are my first class…." Heather says as Meg giggles.
"I'm gonna call you something in a minute if you don't get in that classroom!" Haley says.
Heather kisses Jamie and heads to class followed by Meg and Jackson. "Ya know teach, it really ant fair. I could use Jamie in this class."
"Heather, set down." Haley says, "Class is about to begin."
"We couldn't get a day off for hangovers huh?" Heather asks cocking her head in a way that reminds Haley so much of Brooke.
"It's not my fault you drank too much." Haley raises an eye brow.
"Oh it's not from drinking; it's from Megan screeching in my ear all night." Heather says setting down.
Haley starts to ask, but shakes her head and begins class instead.
Lucas watches as Jamie, Jackson, and the rest of the team practice. "Jamie Scott! Get your head back in the game!" He yells shaking his head.
"Sorry Coach!" Jamie says with a sigh.
"Don't be sorry, just pay attention!" Lucas says with a sigh, "Okay boys bring it in!"
The boys all run up to him, "We're so gonna kick ass this season!" Jackson says.
"Don't say ass," Lucas hides a smile, "But we are going to kick butt son."
"Right, butt." Jackson nods.
"How can we not? We got the coaches son and nephew on the team." One of the guys smirks.
"Hey we worked as hard as you did to get here, maybe harder." Jamie says shooting him a glare.
"Okay boys, I want you here early tomorrow. No excuses, I want you here and ready to go. Hit the showers. Jamie, I want to talk to you." Lucas instructs. Jamie stays behind as the guys head to showers, "What's going on with you?"
Jamie sighs, 'Nothing Uncle Luke, I just kinda slipped on a test and I don't know why. I studied all night Saturday with Heather. I mean sure we partied on Friday but…. I still know I should have passed that test."
Lucas chuckles softly, "You are so much like your mother. What class?"
"Algebra." Jamie says watching Lucas.
"Lily said something about doing badly on a test in there. Maybe you should compare notes? Maybe get a tutor?" Lucas suggests.
"Maybe." Jamie nods, "Um did you know Meg is gonna be around?"
"You mean Mouth's daughter?" Lucas asks.
"The one and only. I worry she might get Heather into trouble. I mean we all remember last year when you ended up picking us up…." Jamie sighs again.
"Jamie, Heather is a different person know, and I honestly thing Meg is as well. Give her a chance; you all learned a very harsh lesson last year." Lucas says.
"She coulda died Uncle Luke, and we were so drunk we didn't realize it." Jamie sighs again.
"But she didn't and you all know that you can't do that again." Lucas says watching him, "Something else?"
"Nope." Jamie shakes his head quickly. "I just worry, I love her."
"You should, you been together what two years?" Lucas smiles slightly.
"Yup two years." Jamie smiles proudly.
Just then Heather comes in for cheer practice. "Hey you!" She yells over at them, "Don't corrupt my boyfriend!"
Lucas chuckles, "ME?!"
"Yeah you might turn him good!" She winks at Jamie who blushes.
"She gets more like her mother every day." Lucas says looking at Jamie.
Heather directs the girls to line up and runs over to where they are standing. "I like the outfit cutie, think we could hook up later?" She kisses Jamie.
"I think we could." Jamie says against her lips, "I kinda like the body in that uniform."
Heather steps back smiling broadly and twirls around, "Really?"
Jamie laughs, "Yup really."
"Shower, a cold one." Lucas turns Jamie slightly and points to the locker room.
"Want me to help him?" Heather shoots Lucas a look.
"You are more like Brooke Davis every day child!" Lucas shakes his head. "Know what am I gonna do without cheerleaders?"
"What?" Heather looks slightly confused.
"I'm not taking them unless they are good." Lucas points to the girls who are attempting a new routine and not doing so good.
"Right, I'll have them in shape coach. Oh tell Jackson I'll be over tonight to get the CD." Heather says before running off to join the squad.
Payton is cooking dinner when Heather comes in, "Wow P what smells so good?" She asks.
"Roast, you staying?" Payton says turning to smile at her.
"Hmm, you asking?" Heather asks with a smile.
Payton rolls her eyes, "I'll set a place. Has anybody told you how much like your mother you are?"
Heather laughs, "Sure I'm just like her." She rolls her eyes.
"You are!" Payton says laughing. "How is she anyways, I haven't talked to her today."
"She's tired, and sore and I'm pretty sure she's pregnant." Heather says with a sigh, "Not to sure she knows it though."
"How would you know before her?" Payton looks at Heather in amusement.
"Because I know my mother, and she gets moody, she gets sore, she is exhausted, and her and dad went off on an 'adult'" she does air quotes, "weekend about eight weeks ago." Heather says with a shrug.
"And that makes you think that she's pregnant." Payton asks with a slightly laugh.
"We had mac and cheese three times this week, and she's puked every morning causing us to be late." Heather adds.
Payton seems to roll over the symptoms in her mind, "Heather you can't say anything to your mother." She looks seriously at the girl.
"Oh I'm not stupid P." Heather says with a laugh.
"I didn't say you were stupid but you got a big mouth for sure." Payton smiles.
"How is it I'm not offended when you call me a big mouth?" Heather says with a smirk.
"Because I mean it in a loving way," Payton says hugging Heather, "So how are you?" she asks pulling back.
"Great," Heather smiles, "Meg is back in town, and Lily is helping with cheerleading, and I'm doing really good."
"Good," Payton says smiling. "Little Brooke." She adds.
Jackson comes down the stairs, "Heather!"
"I needed to pick up the CD and get the heck out of the house. Michael is driving me crazy!" Heather says. "He keeps going on and on about some damn, I mean darn," she glances over at Payton who raises and eye brow, "anyways, some darn play that's going on at his school. I mean yeah it's great, but do I have to hear about it for two hours solid?"
"He's excited leave him alone." Payton says.
'Oh and then Jessica went to River Court with us, she beat the guys. I'm sure you'll do great this year though." She watches Jackson's face.
"What do you mean she beat the guys?" Jackson asks.
Heather laughs, "She put her hands on her hips demanding that they give her the ball. Then she got points just for trying."
Jackson shakes his head, "She's a mini Heather."
"She is not." Heather shakes her head.
"She loves you." Payton says.
"Well she isn't mine!" Heather says suddenly then sees Payton's confused face. "Nothing." She sighs.
"What happened?" Jackson asks.
"There a new woman at daycare today and she asked if Jessie was my daughter. God how stupid could she be? I was twelve when she was born! I hadn't even had sex yet!" Heather rubs her forehead.
"Okay TMI," Jackson says, 'And you two are close, there's nothing wrong with that." Jackson puts his arm around Heather, who lays her head on his shoulder.
"I know, just…" Heather sighs frustrated.
"Ya know," Payton says causing Heather to look over at her, "I seriously think you and your Mother should talk about it."
Heather sighs, "Right know I want that CD, then supper your mother promised me, and then I'll go home and hopefully crash."
"It's in my room," Jackson says leading the way.
Eight weeks pass quickly. Brooke is in fact pregnant, just as her daughter suspected. At sixteen weeks she's already showing a little, which Heather can't help but point out. "Hey Momma, gonna pull out the maternity clothes?" Heather asks watching her mother struggles to close her pants.
"Go away Heather!" Brooke's voice is warning.
Heather only laughs and goes farther into the room, "But Momma you are beautiful pregnant." She says.
Brooke's eyes soften, "You know exactly what to say."
"I'm serious Momma." Heather says looking into her mother's eyes. She then looks down at Brooke's growing stomach, "Hey you, you gotta be girl ok?" she says putting a hand gently on Brooke's stomach.
"Heather, you know as
well as I do that there's no guarantee." Brooke says. "But
another girl would be nice."
"Better not be a girl!" Michael
says arms founded across his chest. "I'm already out numbered."
"Hey munchikin" Heather says ruffling his head slightly.
"Not that hair!" Michael says pushing his sister's hand away.
"Not the hair, not the hair," Heather says tickling him.
"Mom! Make her stop!" He yells.
Heather laughs and steps back, "I donno Momma, a boy might not be bad, if I can terrorize him."
Brooke laughs and shakes her head at the two, "Why don't you just get along?" she asks.
Heather turns to face her pulling her little brother to her side, "But we do!"
"God you get more like me every day!" Brooke shakes her head.
"What is it with people telling me that!?" Heather puts a hand on her hip.
"Because it's true," Chase says entering the bedroom.
Heather shoots her father a look, "Is it such a bad thing? I mean you did marry her!"
"Baby," Brooke says pulling Heather into a hug, 'It's not a bad thing." She kisses her softly.
"You get all sappy when you're pregnant." Heather says leaning into her mother's shoulder.
Chase chuckles, "You should have seen her pregnant with you."
Heather pulls back slightly, "She couldn't have been worse then she was with Jessie."
"By a hundred times." Chase says.
As if on que Jessie runs into the room, "There's a monster!"
Heather laughs, "What?!"
"Deanna said there was a monster in the closet!" Jessica says.
"DEANNA!" Brooke and Heather say at ounce.
Heather looks at her mother and laughs, "God we're a lot a like!"
Michael covers his ears, "Dad! Make them stop yelling."
Deanna positions herself in the doorway. "What?!"
"You can't tell your sister that there are monsters." Brooke says.
"What I was just having a little fun." Deanna shrugs.
"And it's gonna be really fun when she's in my room tonight screaming!" Heather says with a sigh. "Listen to me Jessie, there are no monsters anywhere."
"But Deanna said you would say that." Jessica says.
Heather bends down and pulls the child to her, "Deanna was telling a fib."
"That's not nice." Jessica says looking at Deanna who rolls her eyes.
"No it's not." Heather says kissing Jessica on the forehead.
Brooke watches the scene before her. Jessica was more Heather's child then Brooke's in some ways. Brooke had been really sick after she had Jessica and Heather had been forced to do most of the care of the infant. And to this day she was the only one that could calm the child's fears. Brooke sighs slightly sadder then she intended and places a hand on her slightly swollen stomach. Heather looks up at her mother, "You okay Momma?"
Brooke smiles down at her, "I'm fine, don't worry about me. Know breakfast everybody!" Brooke ushers all the children out of the bedroom and down to the kitchen.
Chase starts pancakes while Brooke starts sausage and Heather pours juice. However when the scent of pancakes hits her Heather is suddenly nauseas. She tries dismissing it, but she can't seem to shake it. She quickly leaves the kitchen and makes it to the bathroom. She's throwing up when her mother knocks on the door. She closes her eyes, "GO AWAY!" she yells.
Brooke opens the door to find her eldest daughter leaning over the toilet, "What's wrong?'
Heather takes a deep breath and sets back, "I have no clue Momma." She says setting back against the sink after flushing.
Brooke wets a wash rag and hands it to Heather, "Have you been feeling bad?"
Heather takes the wash rag, "I thought I just over done it last night."
Brooke frowns, "Maybe it's the flu?"
"Maybe," Heather says with a sigh. "But if it is, you shouldn't be around me."
Brooke rolls her eyes, "I'm pregnant not fragile, you're my daughter and I'll take care of you."
"Mom, I don't want to be taken care of, I just wanna go back to bed." Heather says sadly.
"Then go back to bed. I'll call the doctor later." Brooke sighs, "I'll get your Dad to help you."
Heather is about to say something when another wave comes over her. Damn it! She thinks.
Jamie shows up a couple hours after breakfast, ready to take Heather for a Saturday out. Brooke tells him she's upstairs but she isn't feeling well. Slowly he makes his way up to her room, finding her reading on her bed. "Hey" he says softly.
Heather smiles up at him, "Hey yourself."
"Your Mom said you weren't feeling good." He watches her.
Heather shrugs, "I don't feel so bad know."
Jamie frowns, "Heather what's wrong?"
"I don't know, I wish everybody would stop asking!" She almost yells.
"Okay!" Jamie holds his hands up as if to defend himself. He goes over and pulls Heather into his arms, "Whatever it is I'm sure it's nothing."
Heather leans against him, "Tell you a secret?"
"What?" Jamie asks gently.
"I'm late." She says almost so quietly he can't hear her.
"Late for what?" his heart pounds slightly.
"I mean I'm late." Heather says again.
"You're period is late?" he asks to clarify. He feels her nod against him, "How late?"
"Just a week." Heather sighs, "But then I've been tired, and sick and I'm not sure what's going on."
Jamie's heart pounds, "You mean…." He can't finish the sentence as he feels silent tears soak his shirt…..