Hey y'all. So I know I should be working on my other story; I'm sorry I haven't updated it in a while. But after last night's episode, I felt like I needed to write these scenes because I wish they were in the episode.

If you haven't seen episode 8x20, don't read this story yet.

If you have seen the episode, this story kind of fills in the blanks. There will be the last Chase and Alex scene and the last Brooke and Julian scene, and the in between stuff we didn't see.

I didn't use the exact dialogue from the scenes, because I don't feel like looking them up, but it's basically the same. =]

Oh and I added something that almost definitely didn't happen on the show. I wanted Brooke to tell someone besides Julian, so I sort of inserted a character. =]

So, yeah! Enjoy!

I don't own anything.

"You're pregnant, Alex," Chase said. "We're pregnant."

Alex was confused. She was very, very confused. She didn't understand. She knew she wasn't pregnant, but she knew who was. And it did not make sense at all.

"It's okay, it's going to be okay," Chase continued. "I'm going to be right here."

"No, no, no, it's not," Alex said. "But you would stay with me?"

Her focus had now shifted from confusion to hope. She was watching her relationship with Chase rebuild itself.

"Of course," Chase said. "But what do you mean, it's not okay?"

"Now, I have something to tell you," Alex said.

"What?" Chase said. "Are you okay?"

"Yeah, yeah, I'm fine," Alex said. "Promise. And I'm not pregnant."

Chase was silent for a few seconds. "Oh," he finally said. "Then who…?"

"Brooke," Alex said. "Brooke took the drug test. She's pregnant."

"Why couldn't you take the test?"

Alex sighed. "Quinn makes these…pot brownies. I accidentally had one and I knew if I took the test, you would've failed. I wanted to help you so I went to ask Julian but he wasn't home so I asked Brooke."

Chase didn't say anything.

"Please don't be angry," Alex said. "I'm sorry for the brownies and I'm sorry if you got your hopes up about this."

"No, it's okay," Chase said. "I mean yeah, I got my hopes up, but we aren't in any rush. And I'm not angry about the brownies."

"So what are you thinking about?" Alex asked.

"Brooke doesn't know she's pregnant, right? Because she agreed to take the test for me. If she knew she was pregnant, she probably would've said no," Chase said.

"So?" Alex asked.

"So, how are you going to tell her?"

-OTH-

Alex knocked on Brooke's door.

"Come in!" Brooke called.

Alex walked in. "Hi."

"Hey, Alex," Brooke said. "Julian's still not home, sorry."

"It's okay," Alex said. She noticed that Brooke was carrying a large box. "Here, let me get that for you."

Alex took the box from Brooke before the latter could respond. "Thanks," she said, now empty-handed.

"How's the moving coming?" Alex asked, following Brooke to the bedroom where she put the box down.

"It's going alright," Brooke said. "It's hectic and crazy, but it's a good thing. Right?"

"I can't answer that, really," Alex said. "I mean, if it is what you and Julian want, go for it. You two deserve to be happy."

"Thank you," Brooke said. "So I guess that's why you came over, right? To say goodbye?"

"Not exactly," Alex said.

"I'm sorry," Brooke said, not letting Alex explain further. "For kind of refusing to forgive you, for everything that happened when you first came here. I should have forgiven you, because you are actually a good person. You make Julian happy and you make Chase really happy. I think I might actually miss you, Alex Dupre."

They walked back into the kitchen area. Brooke poured herself a glass of wine.

"Uhm-." Alex was about to object, but Brooke cut her off again.

"So, what are you planning on doing next?" she asked. "Do you have any movies coming up?"

"Yeah, I'm actually expecting a script in the mail soon," Alex replied.

Brooke looked down into her glass. "Is it great, getting your dream?"

"Uhm…" Alex was unsure of what to say. She was pretty sure she knew what direction Brooke was going in with this conversation. "Brooke, I'm sorry about the adoption."

"Yeah," Brooke said, pouring her wine into the sink without having drank any. "I'm sorry too."

"Uhm, you didn't drink any of that…"

"I know," Brooke said. "I feel like lately I've just wanted to drink to escape from everything that hurts, and I know that's wrong. And, for some reason, something in my mind is telling me not too."

"Out of curiosity," Alex said, "why are you going to take the job with Clothes over Bros?"

"I think some part of me missed it," Brooke said. "I missed designing and knowing that people would wear what I made. But, I think the biggest part of it was me wanting to get away from here. It's weird, because this is home. But I just to be away from everything here. It just reminds me of everything Julian and I wanted, but didn't have."

They were both quiet.

"I can't believe I just told you all that," Brooke said.

"You're pregnant," Alex blurted.

"What?" Brooke asked, shocked.

"You're pregnant," Alex repeated.

"No, I-I-I can't…you know that," Brooke said.

"Apparently you can," Alex said. "The lab called Chase and said that, based on the sample they got, he's pregnant. And since Chase obviously isn't pregnant, and the sample was from you, that means…"

"I'm pregnant," Brooke said breathlessly.

"Congratulations," Alex said.

Brooke pulled Alex in for a hug. "Thank you."

"You're welcome!" Alex said happily. "I'm happy for you and Julian. Like I said, you and Julian deserve to be happy."

Brooke smiled, still in disbelief a bit. "I can't believe this is happening."

"Well, it is," Alex said. "But, just to be absolutely certain, I brought you something." She pulled a small, white paper bag out of her purse, which was on her shoulder. "I figured you would want to see for yourself."

Brooke opened the bag Alex just handed to her and saw that it contained a home pregnancy test. "Thank you."

"So, I guess I'll get going," Alex said.

"Alex?" Brooke asked.

Alex turned. "Yeah?"

"So we're going to Puerto Rico with Quinn and Lauren in a few days, and I…" Brooke said. "I think it will be a lot of fun. I mean, neither of us will be drinking, because you're sober and I'm pregnant, so while Quinn and Lauren are out drinking or whatever, we could have some fun hanging out sober."

Alex smiled. "Yeah, I'm looking forward to it. Bye, Brooke."

"Bye, Alex."

Brooke watched Alex walk out the door, then she looked down at the bag in her hands.

"Okay," she said out loud to herself. "Okay, Brooke, I can do this. We can do this."

She went into the bathroom and took the test. She set a timer on her cell phone and left it on the kitchen counter.

Then she started pacing. She had a lot on her mind.

She didn't want to believe Alex and what the lab said. Well, she wanted to, with all her heart, but she thought she shouldn't. She knew it was safer if she didn't believe it until she saw the proof herself. It wasn't that she didn't trust Alex; she did. She actually did. But, Brooke couldn't get her hopes up. She knew Alex wouldn't lie and she knew the lab wouldn't be wrong, but in that moment, it was safer not to believe. It protected her from the truth, which she thought might crush her.

Brooke's heart was pounding. She wanted this so badly, with every part of her being. She wanted this for her and, most of all, she wanted this for Julian. She wanted this baby, this baby that was part of her and part of Julian. She wanted to be pregnant, and somewhere in the back of her mind she knew she was. But, that knowledge was just hidden by all the insecurity and walls her mind had set up years before to keep herself safe.

So, Brooke was pacing. She was oddly happy that she was alone, that Julian wasn't home. She wasn't sure she could handle waiting with him there. She knew in her soul that she was pregnant, but she was still anxious. It was like when you take a test and know you passed with flying colors and got every question right, but you still freak out right before the teacher hands you your grade because you automatically assume the worst.

No, Brooke thought to herself. No, this is happening. This is real. The lab was right; they wouldn't tell Chase anything unless they were absolutely sure. And Alex wouldn't lie. This is real. This is happening. I'm pregnant. Julian and I are going to be parents.

Brooke was smiling to herself. It had taken a little bit of time to get used to it, especially since she found out from her own pregnancy secondhand, but now she was happy. She was thrilled. She knew it was real. Now, all she needed was the home test to confirm what she already knew.

As if on cue, the timer on Brooke's phone went off. She walked into the bathroom, where the test was waiting.

Brooke picked it up and saw the plus sign. She squealed from joy.

She already knew it, but the test just made it permanent in her mind and real.

She sunk down onto the floor, sitting with her back up against the tub. The tears of joy started flowing. She was so happy and ecstatic and there were not enough words for her to explain how she was feeling.

She had so many questions, too.

How far along was she?

How is this possible?

How is she going to tell Julian?

Julian. He's at his little league game. Brooke told him she would finish packing then go catch the end of his game.

Brooke wondered if she should keep packing. Did she want to raise this child in Tree Hill or in New York? Was she going to take the job with Clothes over Bros or not?

There was a knock on the door. Brooke got up and tried her best to wipe all of the tears away. However, she couldn't make her eyes stop looking red and puffy.

She went to open the door. "Hi, Mom," Brooke said, surprised.

"Hey, Brooke," Victoria said, walking right past Brooke and starting to move boxes. "I've decided to come help you pack."

Brooke raised an eyebrow at her mother. "You are helping me pack?"

"Come on, it might be fun," Victoria said. "Besides, we could spend time together before you leave."

"Yeah," Brooke said softly.

Victoria took a good look at her daughter. "Brooke, what's wrong? Why are you crying?"

"Mom, I'm fine," Brooke said. "I promise."

"Did you change your mind about New York?"

Brooke nodded. "I think so," she said. "But it's okay. I'm alright with it."

"Why did you change your mind?" Victoria said.

Brooke wasn't sure what to say, because she wasn't sure if she wanted to tell her mom yet.

"Is it because you didn't think you could do it?" Victoria asked. "Because you can. You've done it before; I've seen your designs and your sketches and they are fantastic. And don't worry about leaving your friends behind; you have email and cell phones and all that stuff to keep in touch. If you really decide not to go, make sure it's for you, not because of what anyone else may think-."

"Mom, I'm pregnant," Brooke said.

Victoria put down the box she was carrying. "What?"

"I'm pregnant, Mom," Brooke said.

"Brooke, what the hell are you talking about?" Victoria asked.

"Why are you angry?"

"I'm not angry," Victoria said quickly. "I'm just…surprised. I don't understand. You said you couldn't have kids."

"I know," Brooke said. "That's what the doctors told me. But they were wrong."

Victoria hugged her daughter. "Oh my god," she said. "How did you find out? From a doctor?"

Brooke chuckled. "Uhm…kind of. I also took a home test, and its official."

"Have you told Julian?"

"No, I literally just found out. I just took the test like five minutes ago and Alex was here just before that and she told me-."

"Alex told you you were pregnant?" Victoria asked.

Brooke laughed. "It's a long story. But yeah, she actually did. She knows, and Chase knows, and you know and Julian still doesn't know so I have to go tell him."

"Right, of course," Victoria said. "I'll get going. But, Brooke, I'm really proud of you."

Brooke smiled. "Thank you," she said, pulling her mom in for a hug. "I love you, Mom."

"I love you too," Victoria said.

-OTH-

"Hey, handsome," Brooke said, walking up to Julian on the baseball field after the game.

"Hey," Julian said.

"I turned down the job in New York," Brooke said.

"What?" Julian asked. "Why?"

Brooke took her husband's hand and sat down with him.

"When I lived there and ran Clothes over Bros, I could see this rooftop where all the grade school kids had recess from my office. I used to think to myself that that was no way to play, in constant fear of losing your kickball over the fence," Brooke said.

"So you don't want to go to New York because they have playgrounds on the roof?" Julian asked.

"I don't want to go to New York," Brooke explained, "because I don't want our child to have a playground on the roof, unless it's on my store, here, in Tree Hill."

Julian looked confused.

Brooke quickly explained how she ended up taking Chase's drug test. "So the lab called Chase and said that he's pregnant."

"What?"

"So Chase told Alex, and Alex told me," Brooke said, her voice cracking with emotion, "and I took a pregnancy test. We're pregnant."

Julian laughed with happiness, as did Brooke. "Baby!" he said. "I knew we could do it."

They kissed and laid down in the grass. Brooke had her head on Julian's chest, next to her hand which Julian was also holding.

"I love you so much," Julian whispered after some silence. "I love you, Brooke, and I am going to love our child. You're absolutely sure about this?"

Brooke smiled. "I am completely sure that this is happening, that we are going to have a baby."

Julian lifted up Brooke's hand and kissed it.

"I love you so much, Julian Baker," Brooke said. "You are going to be the greatest father."

Julian smiled. He felt so much bliss in that moment; he felt like everything was perfect.

Brooke felt it too. They felt like they had been through hell – multiple times – but they were coming back. They were healing and getting better and looking forward to a future that was brighter than they could have ever imagined.

Oh , somewhere in this favored land, the sun is shining bright.

The band is playing somewhere, and somewhere hearts are light.

And somewhere men are laughing, and little children shout.

The end. That last thing is from "Casey at the Bat," which is the poem Jamie quoted throughout the episode. It's one of my personal favorite poems, too, ever since we read it in English class in freshman year.

So yeah. That's the story. I like it. I hope y'all liked it. Please review and have a great day!