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jake, Luke, Haley, Brooke, Peyton, Nathan and Jason (Jake's cousin) have been best friends since they were nine years old. Brooke and Jake dated for about two years. A few months after their break-up, Jake reveals to everyone that he has a daughter. But no one's really sure who the mother is. Through a series of flashbacks, Brooke and Jake's secrets are revealed to explain how they kept their pregnancy and infant daughter a secret from their closest friends and the entire town.

FLASHBACK - MARCH 16, 2003

"I can't do this anymore Jake!" An emotional and tired Brooke Davis yelled at her boyfriend of three years, as another wave of pain washed over her.

"One more push Brooke. I know you can do this." Jake Jygalski told her as he sat behind her in a hospital bed, rubbing her back.

"No. It hurts, I can't. You do it for awhile."

"It'll be over soon baby. just one more push and we get to meet our daughter. Please try again."

Brooke screamed, squeesing Jake's hand as she used all her strength to push the baby out of her.

The room suddenly filled with the cry of a newborn, and a nurse soon handed Brooke a pink bundle. "She's beautiful." Brooke whispered, looking down with tears in her eyes.

"She looks just like her mother." Jake replied, kissing her forehead.

"Hi Jenny, we're your parents."

"She's perfect."

END FLASHBACK

"So this is Jenny."

"Is she..."

"Yeah. Yeah, she's all mine."

"Wow that is unbelievable." Jake held a bottleout for Jennny as his friend, Lucas Scott contiinued to stare. "How old is she?"

"She's 6 months. 9 days and a couple of hours."

"Who's the mother?" Luke asked. He had two theories, but didn't think one was possible and hoped to God he was wrong about the other.

"Uh, that's, that's a long story but lets just say she's out of the picture." Jake replied. He loved the mother of his child, always had and always would. But he couldn't tell Lucas who she was. That would be too hard.

For all of them.

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Brooke Davis sat with her boyfriends arm around her as she watched Jake Jygalski walk into Karen's cafe, get up on stage and introduce his daughter.

She was stunned.

It had been months since Brooke had seen that child, and just as long since she had seen Jake truly happy.

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Later that night, everyone was having a great time down at the rivercourt. Brooke and Peyton Sawyer sat on the hood of Peyton's car, Jenny between them as they watched the boys play basketball.

"What was he thinking?" Brooke demanded, her eyes glued to her ex.

"That he didn't want to hide anymore?" Peyton suggested. "Brooke I think he did the right thing."

"Forcing me out? Making me tell this town that-"

"He's not forcing you to do or say anything. But Jenny's your daughter. Look at her. Don't you feel anything?" Peyton asked, turning the carrier so the baby directly faced Brooke.

"I... yes. Of course i do. But like I told Jake, and you, i can't be a mother. I'm too young for this."

"That's not what you said when you brought her home."

"I was kidding myself back then. Anyone who looks at me can tell I'm not mature enough to raise a child."

"Hey you guys." Haley James joined her two best friends as Brooke plastered a big fake smile on her face, and turned Jenny back to face the front.

"Hey Tutor Girl."

"Give me this." Haley picked up Peyton's Polaroid camera that Brooke had borrowed for a day of fun with Lucas. "Get in."

The two girls on the car leaned in towards the baby and smiled as Haley took their picture. Brooke took the camera and took a picture of Peyton and Haley.

Someone dropped the ball and let it bounce towards the girls. Brooke watched Jake chase after it and met him halfway.

"Thanks Brooke." he moved to take the ball but she hadn't let go.

"That was pretty ballsy of you."

"Yeah, well, I don't want my daughter growing up, thinking both her parents are ashamed of her."

"Why do you always say that? I'm not ashamed of her." Brooke whispered, angrily, trying not to attract attention. "You know why we did things the way we did."

"Right, because your parents wanted to keep it quiet."

"And you know why that was!"

"Yo! Are we playing or what?" Skills called. Jake looked down at Brooke, she let him take the ball. He threw it to the guys, before walking to Peyton's car, picking up his daughter and leaving.

FLASHBACK - AUGUST 7 2002

Brooke stared down at the pregnancy test in her hands, her mouth hanging open.

"Oh God. Please..." she picked up another one and sobbed. All the tests she'd bought gave her the same result.

"No. Please tell me this isn't happening." she swiped them all off the vanity table into the garbage. She could hear her phone ringing in the next room. That would be Peyton wondering where she was.

For about two weeks she had woken up wanting to throw up, and three days ago she had an idea of what it might be.

And now her worst fears had been confirmed.

"Brooke, what's the matter?" Jake asked her later that night as she paced his room. "Stop moving." he stood up and grabbed her arms. "What is it?"

"Um, well, it's just... You know how I haven't been feeling well for a few days?"

"Yeah. Did you figure out what it was?"

"I did." she nodded and moved away from him.

"So?" she closed her eyes and wrapped her arms around herself, bracing herself for his reaction. Taking a deep breathe, she opened her mouth.

"I'm late."

Jake raised his eyebrows. "As in…?"

"Yep. I'm pregnant." Jake's mouth fell open slightly. He just stared at her. "Please say something."

"Wow."

"Jake, I-"

"No, I just, that's big. I'm trying to wrap my mind around it." Brooke nodded. "So, what do you want to do?"

"I don't know. You?"

"Well have you been to a doctor?" she shook her head, biting her lip. "Well that's What we need to do first. Make sure you're ok."

"Then what?"

"We'll talk to our parents. Discuss where to go from there."

"Ok." Jake moved forward and wrapped his arms around her.

"Everything's gonna be ok. Don't worry about it."

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"Oh my God!" Barbara Davis cried, sitting on her couch. It had been two days. Jake's parents had been shocked, but they had taken the news that they were going to become grandparents better than this.

"Mom!" Brooke tried to calm her down and explain again.

"God! This is horrible. What are we going to do?"

"Brooke and I talked about it and-" Richard Davis cut off Jake's explanation.

"Shut up Barbara! We need to be calm about this. I'll call a doctor in the city in the morning and take Brooke for-"

"Dad no! We don't want an abortion. Jake and I have decided we're going to have the baby."

"Brooke Penelope Davis you just turned fifteen. You can't possibly raise a child. What would you do for money? Does he have any?" Richard demanded, pointing at Jake.

"I'm going to get a second job Mr. Davis." Richard snorted.

"Living off the wages of a teenager. You're child will have a wonderful life." he said sarcastically.

"Robert, please. Stop yelling."

"Alright fine. Here's what we'll do. We'll go see a doctor-"

"I told you-"

"And make sure everything's alright." Richard continued. "You shouldn't start showing until about winter maybe. When the time comes, we'll go to New York, so you can give birth. Then we'll find it a home."

"Give the baby away?" Jake asked. Brooke looked at him panicked and he squeezed her hand.

"You really think you could take care of a baby?"

"We know it'll be hard, but we love each other."

"That won't get you anywhere. The best way to get this thing under control is to do what I said earlier. Keep everything to ourselves and get rid of it, quietly."

Brooke's father stood and left the room, ending the discussion. Her mother stood and poured herself a drink. Brooke ran from the room and Jake followed her up the stairs.

END FLASHBACK