A/N: Ok so here is a new story from me no idea how long this one will be-it was gonna be a one shot but a friend challenged me to make it a chapter story-so lucky readers this is what you will get. Hope you enjoy. It's set 6 years in the future. Everything still happened on the show. I've changed nothing.

Chapter 1, Sawyer Shops With Brooke

Brooke and Sawyer have gone shopping for new school clothes. Peyton is at home with Luke-read on to find out more.

'Sawyer, hey Missy what have I told you about wandering off. You know you're not meant to do that. If I lose you again your mommy will never let me take you shopping again-okay kiddo?' Brooke looked down into Sawyers gorgeous baby blues and her curly blonde hair and pressed a kiss to her forehead.

'Sorry Aunt Brookie, I'm just excited-picking new clothes is always fun'. Sawyer held her hand out and waited for Brooke to grasp it.

'Take my hand sweetie and we will see what we can find you to wear for the first day of school-okay'

'Ok Aunt Brookie, but it has to be something blue and not a skirt. Mommy makes me wear them for special occasions but I usually wear pants or shorts. Do they have any band t-shirts in this store, oooh and can we buy me some new converse shoes-Just like mommy used to wear'. Brooke looked at Sawyer and saw Peyton in every way, she was a bright bubbly and adorable kid and she wore band t-shirts and converse shoes and squinted at you when she was confused. She was also in a permanent good mood; I guess that's what happens when you're surrounded by people who adore you and parents who dote on you.

'Let's go Sawyer, you can have whatever you want, then we go for ice cream. I need some coffee and you could probably use a break after the morning we are sure to have'. Sawyer just smiled and squeezed Brooke's hand letting her know she was ready to begin shopping.

They walked to the kid's department and Sawyer ran over to the racks and started squealing in delight when she found a t-shirt with a broken guitar on it and the words 'Music plays even without instruments'.

'I want this one Brookie, it's perfect. Mom will love it'.

'Ok, well what else do you see Sawyer? I'm sure we can find some bottoms to go with this-what colour do you think will match this t-shirt?' Brooke had been coaching Sawyer on how to match her outfits since she was an infant and was pretty sure the kid was developing a keen eye for fashion. She was definitely the best-dressed kid at school and she was also the most well liked, she was always surrounded by a group of adoring friends. Her parents being semi-famous did nothing to harm her popularity. Sawyer was unfazed by it all she liked pretty much everyone and was so kind that making friends was the easiest thing in the world for her.

'Brookie, I found them-the prefect matching bottoms' She had found some jeans, they had a rip in the knee and written on the back in italics were the words 'Rock Star'. Brooke just laughed and nodded her head, she was definitely Peyton's daughter-there was no doubt about that.

'How about some shoes kiddo-to go with the rest of the outfit?' Brooke loved this kind of activity with her goddaughter, she was so easy going and bubbly it was a pleasure to shop with her.

'Yippee, ok well I like the black ones with graffiti on them, they look cool and I think they would match the rest of the outfit'. Brooke saw the shoes and agreed. They shopped for a while longer and Brooke managed to pick out some clothes for herself and Sawyer. 6 hours later they were both slumped in armchairs, Brooke was sucking down a Latte and Sawyer had an orange juice-they were surrounded by bags. Literally loads of shopping bags, Brooke had spent over 10,000 dollars. Shoes for herself alone came to 5k, she didn't care they were on sale and totally worth it.

'Brooke do you think Mommy and Daddy will like all my new clothes?' She sipped her orange juice and seriously stared at her mother's best friend.

'Yes baby I do, I think they are going to love everything you picked, because you have great taste in clothes thanks to all my years of teaching you what goes with what'

'Mommy helps me too; she says that I can't wear make up and go to the mall until I'm at least twelve'. Brooke smiled at her and said that she could wear make-up at her house but only when they played dress up and she would need to remove it before she left to go home.

Sawyer held her pinky finger out and made Brooke pinky finger promise, 'I promise kiddo, and you can wear whatever you want as long as you leave the house make up free'. Sawyer nodded her head seriously and furrowed her brow in concentration as they agreed on the deal.

2 hours later Brooke could see Sawyer was getting fussy and whiney; she kept tapping her foot and sighing. She just wanted to go home, this day had been really fun but all she wanted was a cuddle from her mother and a kiss from Daddy.

'Ok kiddo, time to go home you ready?' Brooke was tired too and she really just wanted a long hot soak in the bath.

They left the mall and got into her SUV, the pulled up outside Peyton and Luke's house and Sawyer unclipped her seatbelt and went running for the front door. It opened just before she got there and Peyton stood there smiling down at her daughter.

'Hi baby girl-did you guys have fun? What did you buy?'

'Mommy we bought lots of things and Brooke bought herself new outfits and shoes too. But I missed you, I had fun with Brookie but next time I want you to come with us'. Peyton lifted her daughter into her arms and placed her on her hip; she was pregnant again and got tired easily these days. She was only four months along, but she took it easy this time around. Sawyer had almost killed her and she was determined to have a healthier birth this time.

Luke came from behind them and wrapped his arms around his beautiful wife and daughter, he pressed a kiss into her temple and squeezed her lightly. He whispered in her ear an I love you and then she turned in his embrace and pressed her lips to his, he smiled against her and Sawyer clamoured to be put down. Peyton put her down and she ran into the house in search of her cousin.