So this is a rewrite and revision of my story of the same titled...some storyline has been change from the original...enjoy.

Don't own anything...not even OTH


"I'm moving." She cried into his chest. "My mom and Mark decided that Miles and I need to have some communication with Dad...we're moving to Tree Hill...I don't want to do this..."

He pulled her away to wipe away her tears, "Coles, shhh...shhh, baby don't cry. Everything's gonna be fine..."

"How?"

"I don't know, but we'll figure it out.."

"I wanna tell them, please..."

"I want to too, but we need to wait...we talked about this...okay? It'll be alright...I promise. You trust me, right?"

She nodded, "I just don't want to lose you."

"That's never gonna happen."

She smiled, "I love you."

"I love you, too."

"Can I stay with you tonight?"

Two weeks later he watched as he watched the girl he loved rode away...to her new home...and his old hometown.

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"I met my brothers yesterday, they seemed nice…get this, one of them, he's married." She laughed into the phone. "I know. I know. Not a word. Babe, I've got to go…we're almost at the school. I love you. Yeah put her on…hey there…love you too. Bye, baby."

She sighed as she shut the cell phone.

"How are they doing?" Her twin, Miles asked. "You alright, Colby-Grace?"

"Yeah, I'll be alright…I just miss them."

"I know you do. Look on the bright side, it's just five months."

"That's easy for you to say. Your not…"

Miles interrupted, "I'd love to carry on this argument, sis, but we're here."

She looked up to see her half-brothers standing in the front of the building, surrounded by a small cluster of people. Tucking her necklace into her sweater and pulling the sweater looser she looked at her brother, "Let's see if we can survive. You won't tell, I won't tell…Deal?"

"Deal."

Miles laughed at his sisters anxiety as they got out of the car. Approaching the group he took up the appearance that had worked for him, confident, just like everyone else…just like thy were expecting him to be.

"Lucas, Nathan, Haley." He greeted, taking the arm Lucas offered.

"Hey, you two. So, this is every one…"

Introductions went around before Colby followed Haley to first period while Miles went off with Brooke. The group had one class together, but other than that they didn't see each other until lunch.

"So, I don't how this works." Brooke sat right in front of Colby, "How does one man have four kids in the span of three months?"

"Talent."

"Super-sperm."

" 'Cos he's an ass."

Colby looked around nervously, "Is he really that bad?"

Lucas leaned over, "Dan has his moments, but let's just say he won't ever win father of the year."

"Why is last name Okanda?" Brooke asked.

"Step-father's last name. When Mom got married we all took his last name."

"Speaking of fathers, when do I get to be an uncle?" Miles asked.

Nathan smiled, taking an opportunity to wrap his arm around his wife, "Four months. It's a boy."

"Congratulations. When do you get to have a free leg?" Colby asked casualy.

"Soon."

The bell rang and group began to disperse, but before Colby could go off Haley stopped her, "I was wondering, well, Nathan and I were both wondering if you wanted to come to our place for dinner,…and I can help make sure your all caught up…I asked Miles, but he said he had to work."

"I'll be there."

"Good, I should warn you though, you might need to help me…"

Coles nodded and walked off to the next class. As she walked off she felt her cell phone vibrating, she picked it up to read the text that came across: We love you.

Meanwhile, Haley returned to Nathan, who had been waiting.

"She's said she'll come for dinner."

"Thank you, Haley."

"She's your sister, it's nice, I was starting to wonder if all you Scott men could was produce boys. Hey, how are you feeling about all this, anyhow?" She asked as they began to make their way to the tutor center for free period.

Nathan shrugged, "I don't know…I was just getting used to Lucas, and I've known about him forever. It'll just take a bit."

"Well, maybe tonight will help…"

"Yeah, maybe."