Nathan and Haley Scott had long since been known as America's Sweethearts. The petite, auburn haired, doe eyed songstress and the tall dark and handsome, blue eyed, cocky yet still loveable legend of a basketball player had made their way to the homes and hearts of people everywhere, almost as soon as they had burst out onto the scene. First it was just Haley. While Nathan was off reining his college realm and hoping to get drafted, Haley was making a name for herself in the music world. Haley was beautiful but she let the music speak for itself and she was instantly loved and respected for it. Then along came Nathan. For years and years on end, he dominated his sport and he and Haley were known as the Hollywood super-couple that had made it together.

After countless Grammy's, championships, platinum records, endorsement deals and more fame than they could both handle, Haley and Nathan took some time away from the spotlight to be more than the couple that smiled for the cameras and pretended like their world was perfect. They wanted to spend more time with the people they loved. They also wanted to start a family. As soon as they had begun to try for a baby, Haley became pregnant with their first child. Nine months later, Cecilia Greylin Scott was born. Her entrance into the world had been a stubborn and painful one and as she grew older that never seemed to let up. She bared a striking resemblance in both looks and attitude to Haley's older, rebellious sister Taylor. Haley and Nathan both admired and feared both of those qualities. Two years later, Haley and Nathan got another surprise in the form of twin boys. Matthew Lucas and Noah Jacob were identical twins…and that seemed to be the extent of their similarities. Matt seemed to be loud and brash like his father while Noah was quiet and thoughtful like his mother. As a child, Matt was a ham, always in front of a camera or on a stage while Noah preferred the background. Although Matt seemed to be the very clone of Nathan Scott himself, he had inherited his mother's talent for singing and though Noah seemed to mirror Haley in every way, he had a way with a basketball and like his father, had a fierce love of the game. For a while it was just Haley, Nathan, Cecilia and the twins. Haley and Nathan were both content with their marriage, their children and their enormous careers.

For three years things remained as they were until Haley became pregnant once again with the baby of the family. Jamie Natalie Scott (or Squirt as she was affectionately referred to by those close to her) grew up as the typical youngest child. She knew more love and stability than any child growing up surrounding by fame and wealth could but sometimes the love seemed to be bought. Not that Haley and Nathan ever used material things to keep her happy; it just seemed that as soon as she was old enough, her parents went back to work. At least Haley did anyways. Nathan had kept playing ball all through the time that Haley was pregnant with all four children but Haley had put her music on hold; writing songs and recording them in her home studio, but never putting them on to a c.d. Jamie had learned to be independent from an early age. Though the Scott family and the friends she considered her extended family were extremely close knit, she always felt a sense of being alone. Her story is the one intertwined with another you are about to hear of.

3000 miles away in New York City was Chris Keller. He was the bad boy with a broken heart of gold. He was known for being one to never turn down an offering to the party Gods. Yet whenever he picked up a guitar or used his voice, there lay another man behind the arrogance. There was surely another layer to the enigma that was Chris Keller. Women loved and hated him and although men seemed to think he was another man singing of loves lost, they all kept a copy of his c.d. hidden somewhere whether they liked to admit it or not.

What people didn't know about Chris was that he was a man that had once loved but did not know how to show that love without the exterior he had locked himself behind. He went through strings of groupies a night; there were countless one night stands, a few celebrity girlfriends and the occasional affair with someone else's wife. All of this was a result of a heart that was broken long ago. In addition to being a bad boy, Chris Keller was known for shocking people. His many scandal-worthy stunts had landed him on the front cover of every tabloid almost daily. It wasn't unlikely to see a picture of a naked Chris Keller streaking through the Grammy awards ceremony side by side with a picture of the Scott family at Thanksgiving. Chris Keller knew his place in Hollywood and he played it up as best he could until one Christmas, years ago, it had been leaked to the tabloids that Chris Keller had adopted a baby boy!

This sent people into a frenzy of questions. Some gave their best wishes and nods of approval while others condemned him, making the child seem like a goldfish, wondering how long the baby would last in Chris' care. No one knew why he did it though everyone seemed to care. Josh Christopher Keller was the adopted son that Chris loved, protected and cared for as if the boy were his own. While Chris still kept up the arrogant façade out in public, at home he was the father that he himself as a child never had. From changing dirty diapers to learning to cook to dropping Josh at his first day of kindergarten to being at all his concerts and school plays; Chris was there for it all and he was absolutely unapologetic for being so. Chris also shielded Josh from the spotlight which seemed to work well. Josh was African-American and it seemed that the press had overlooked that small detail and had constantly looked for someone else. This worked in Chris' favor. He wanted his to keep is personal life separate from anything else that might have taken up his time.

Josh was an all around good kid. He grew up to be strong, musical, athletic and talented, the man that Chris Keller knew he had raised. Josh's world was never sheltered yet at the same time he wondered why his father had avoided the media when it came to his son at all costs. Chris had always told him that it was for his own good but he had never really quite understood what his father meant. He grew up having the best of the best but he still had a sense of longing. He had a want and a need to be outside of the bubble that his father had unknowingly put him in. His is the story that is intertwined with another you've already heard of.

But what they both don't know is that the story that will come to exist between them had already begun with another, a tangled web that existed between the people that they both love. It is a story that began long before they were even born.