Yes, yes, feel free to hit me; I've started a new story. But I need to write something other then As Lovers Go; because to be honest that story kills me each time I do a chapter. So I need a breather in between lol. I promise it will get finished; that story has been my baby for far too long for me to give up on it.
Anyway, give especial love to Miranda because she picked out Naley's son's name and helped with Brooke's daughter. And she came up with the title.
XOXOXOXOXOX"A mother's treasure is her daughter".
–Catherine Pulsifer
"Mommy! Wakes up!" Lily Davis shouted, jumping into her mother's bed. Brooke groaned, rolled over and glanced at her three-year-old daughter. She was bouncing on her knees causing her pretty brown curls to bounce with her. Her face was smiling a dimpled smile and her sparkling brown eyes shone with quiet laughter.
"Lily baby, it's six o'clock. That's too early for mommies and their babies to get up. So how about you come lay with mommy for a bit okay? I'll turn on the TV for you."
Lily tilted her head in serious thought. "I guesses 'dat's o-tay mommy," she told Brooke, snuggling up to her mother's side.
Brooke smiled at her baby and absently began stroking the brunette curls that adorned the small girl's head. The curls were the only thing she'd inherited from her father. Everything else on Lily screamed Brooke Davis. Brooke had gotten pregnant with Lily at twenty, during her second year of college. Upon hearing the news her boyfriend at the time, Evan, left her alone and pregnant.
She had been terrified, not sure if she could do it on her own. Growing up her parents were never really around so she really wasn't sure what to do. But when Lily's tiny body was placed in her arms Brooke felt all her worries melt away. All that mattered was that Lily was hers.
"What ya thinkin' 'bout mommy?" Lily asked, patting Brooke's face.
"Nothing babe. I love you, you know"
"I knows! I woves you too mommy!" Lily exclaimed, throwing her arms around Brooke and kissing her cheek.
Brooke smiled at the toddler's enthusiasm and continued to stroke her hair, well after Lily had fallen back asleep.
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"Mommy cans I haves ice cream for breakfast?" Lily asked, walking into the kitchen a bit later.
Brooke turned around and faced her daughter. "No we can't silly. Who did you get that idea from?" Brooke asked, crouching down to Lily's level.
"Auntie 'achel wets me does it all 'da time!" Lily explained.
"Oh she does, does she?" Brooke asked, raising an eyebrow.
"Yup. 'dat makes her 'da bestest auntie ever. 'Sides auntie Hawey. 'cause she makes me cookies and wets me pway wif James!"
"You, my baby girl, are crazy just like me. Now come here. We need to make ourselves beautiful, then we'll go see Karen and eat breakfast. Then guess what."
"Whats?" Lily asked, already loving the sound of the day so far.
"We're going to go shopping with Auntie Rachel and Auntie Tutor Mom!"
"Cans you buys me pretty clothes?" Lily asked, squealing with delight.
"We'll see angel. Now come on show mommy what a big girl you are and go get ready for a bath okay?"
"O-tays!" Lily yelled, running off to her pink and white bedroom.
When Brooke had been seven months pregnant Haley and Rachel had spent a few days putting the base color down on the walls. Brooke had spent the next month in paint splattered overalls and old white shirt that she used to sleep in, a pink bandanna covering her hair which was usually in pig tails and old white runners. She painted fairies, flowers, trees, butterflies, clouds and grass on the walls, creating a magical fairy princess land for her baby girl. With acrylic paints she created a wonderful fantasy world. It was the first time she would paint anything and it would be the last, choosing instead to return to her fashion designs for her artistic abilities.
An hour and a half later Brooke climbed out of her white Volkswagen and walked around the back to get Lily out of her car seat.
"Mommy can yous carry me?" Lily asked, giving Brooke puppy dog eyes.
Brooke shook her head and scooped Lily out of the car and tossing her in the air, making Lily squeal with delight.
Brooke really didn't mind when Lily asked to be carried—which was a lot. When she was pregnant she had gotten used to her being so close and after Lily was born, Brooke always had her in a baby pouch thing, never using her stroller, loving the feeling of her baby cuddled up against her fast asleep.
"Hey you two!" Karen smiled when Brooke and Lily walked into the café.
"Karen!" Lily squealed from her mother's arms.
"Lily flower how are you baby?" Karen asked, taking Lily out of Brooke's arms.
"I's amazin'. Mommy tolded me that we's gonna go shoppin'! I wuvs shoppin' Karen!" Lily explained.
"I see. You are a very lucky girl today aren't you?"
Lily nodded her head and reached her arms out to Brooke.
"The usual for you two?" Karen asked, handing Lily back to Brooke.
"Please." Brooke said as Rachel walked in the door.
"Auntie 'achel!" Lily exclaimed.
"Hey squirt. How are you this morning?"
"Goods. Mommy is gonna buys me stuff!"
Rachel laughed.
"So what's this I hear about you letting her eat ice cream for breakfast?"
"She's got to live on the edge every once and a while Brooke."
"Rach, she's got me for a mother, but she doesn't need ice cream for breakfast!"
"Relax. It's not an everyday thing Brooke. She sleeps over my apartment once a month when I force you to go do something for yourself."
"Rachel, its ice cream. For breakfast!"
"It's also a serving of dairy."
Brooke rolled her eyes as Karen walked in with their breakfasts—blueberry pancakes for Brooke and chocolate chip ones for Lily. Rachel raised one of her perfectly plucked eyebrows.
"Brooke Davis you are such a hypocrite you know that?"
"And why's that Rachel?" Brooke challenged.
"Because you won't let her have ice cream, but you'll let her have chocolate chip pancakes?"
"It's been proven chocolate is good for you."
"Yeah dark chocolate with 70 percent of cocoa, not chocolate chips!"
"Get your own kid and feed her whatever you want Rachel!"
"Shh!! Auntie 'achel ifs yous don't bes quiet mommy won'ts wets me haves 'dis anymores!"
"Yeah auntie Rachel be quiet!" Brooke smirked.
Karen laughed. "Can I get you anything Rachel?"
"Ummm…just a double double and a blueberry muffin please?" Rachel asked.
"Give me two minutes I have a fresh batch coming of the oven then."
"Sounds great!"
"I thought that Tutor Mom was picking you up?" Brooke asked swallowing a mouthful of blueberry pancakes.
"Yeah she was running late so I decided to walk down here."
"Did you at least call and—"
"Rachel Gattina I tell you I'll be five minutes late and you decide to walk?" Haley roared, walking into the café.
Brooke and Lily stifled giggles. Haley shot them an evil glare.
"You are unbelievable Rachel!"
"Eh, you love me anyway." Rachel smirked, taking the coffee and muffin Karen handed her.
"Need anything Hales?" Karen asked her.
"No I'm good thanks mom. Alright girlies lets get shopping!" Haley exclaimed.
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Later that night Brooke and Lily left Haley and Nathan's after dinner and talking. James and Lily had played in James's room and it was late when Brooke finally left. Lily was passed out in the backseat of the car, shopping bags sitting next to her.
Brooke pulled the car into her apartment building parking lot and gently lifted Lily out of her car seat and made her way to the front of her apartment. The shopping bags could stay in the car until tomorrow.
Brooke carefully and skillfully dressed Lily in cute pink Disney princess pajamas and gently laid her to bed in her white "princess big girl" bed with the pink canopy overhead. Lily stirred in her sleep.
"I woves you mommy." She muttered sleepily.
"I love you too angel." Brooke smiled, brushing some brown curls out of her eyes and kissing her softly.
"Cans…cans I sweeps wif yous?" Lily asked, stifling a yawn.
"Of course you can baby. Come here. Mommy will carry you." Brooke settled Lily against her hip and Lily laid her head on Brooke's shoulder.
Brooke made her way into her bed and laid Lily down on her bed, going into her drawer to grab a pink pair of pajama pants and an old light blue Duke sweatshirt. She gingerly climbed into bed so she wouldn't wake up Lily, who rolled over to snuggle into her mother anyway. Brooke smiled down at her baby.
Sure being a single mother was hard, they'd struggled and they dealt with constant judgments when people found out Brooke was raising Lily on her own, but Lily was her world and she couldn't imagine her life without her, nor would she want to.
