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AN: Okay, so at one point in my fanfiction writing career, I had an account on here called "spikesmisty," but I forgot the information for the account. Therefore, I made this account to post fanfiction. I originally wrote this story, Meant to Be, in 2006, and I decided in 2009 to revamp it. Then I forgot. BUT! I've decided to revamp it and post it from this account because I still don't remember the password for that account.
You can read this story from the original account it has been posted, but I don't suggest it. I'm changing some things, adding some others, and I think my writing has improved.
"Mommy!" screamed 4 year old Paige Karen Davis-Scott as she ran to her mother. She had the bluest eyes imaginable for such a brunette little girl. Many said she was the spitting image of her mother, but Brooke believed otherwise. Paige had her father's eyes, her father's brooding expression, and an odd love for basketball.
Brooke scooped Paige up in her arms. "How is my favorite little girl?" she asked, placing several strands of loose hair behind Paige's ear. "Did you have a good day at school? No paint incidents like last week?"
"Silly Mommy! I'm your only little girl," Paige answered. She scrunched her nose as her mother said the last bit. "But Mommy that mean girl deserved it." A pout crossed the little girl's lips. "She was mean and said that her mommy was prettier than mine. And Mommy, you always told me it's not alright to lie."
Brooke chuckled and kissed her daughter on the cheek. "Well, guess what, Missy Paige?"
"What? Did you buy me a pony? Is it pink?"
She smiled. Paige had been begging for a pony for the last month and a half, ever since Brooke took her to the petting zoo. "No, but Auntie Haley had her baby."
Paige smiled a toothy grin. Even more than a pony, she wanted a sibling. However, a cousin would do just fine. "What did she name him?"
"James, and how did you know it was a him?" Brooke sat her down on the counter. Paige had always had this uncanny ability to predict what her friends' were having.
"I'm psychotic," replied the little girl innocently.
"You mean psychic?" Brooke asked, wondering what exactly she had been watching while Brooke had been sketching her new line for the store.
"That too."
Brooke groaned as her cell phone rang. It had been ringing non-stop for nearly a week since she debuted her new line. Retail stores all wanted a piece of Clothes over Bros.
Glancing down at the name on the cell phone, Brooke's feelings of annoyance disappeared. "Hello?" she answered.
"Hey," Peyton greeted with as much enthusiasm as an eight month pregnant, everything is bloated woman could muster. "So, umm, you need to come back to Tree Hill." Peyton sighed, knowing very well that Brooke had vowed long ago never to step foot in that town again.
"Why?" she asked. It was not like she wasn't going to see Peyton soon. They had planned a trip for Christmas next year.
"It's Karen, she's sick, Brooke."
Sick. Brooke froze in her place. Karen had been more of a mother to her than her own mother had been, even after she and Lucas had broken up. "How bad?" Brooke asked holding back the tears that threatened to fall.
"She has 3 months…it's a tumor," Peyton said softly. She had tried to keep it from Jenny whom she knew was standing at the door listening. "That's why Lucas is moving the wedding up." Shit. Peyton thought. She forgot Brooke didn't know about the wedding.
"Wedding?" Brooke practically screamed. "WHAT WEDDING!?" She took a deep breath, trying to control the anger that was inside of her, but really it was not anger - it was hurt. It hurt her more than she was willing to admit.
"I thought you knew."
Brooke felt the tears begging to fall. He had been the love of her life and now he was getting married.
"Mommy, no cry," Paige said grabbing a tissue and handing it to her mother. "Do you need me to get Cornelius?" She was referring to her favorite stuffed bear.
"Brooke, I'm sorry. I thought you knew." her best friend said.
She sighed. She was an adult, and she damn well would act like it. "It's okay. I'm going to bring Paige to meet Karen. They deserve to know each other."
"What about Lucas?"
"I don't wanna ruin his life."
"Brooke..."
She didn't want to hear it. It was not exactly the topic that could be easily brushed under the rug. All of Brooke's friends had pleaded with her to tell Lucas. "I need to go, Paige is getting hungry."
"Bye, Brooke."
"Bye." Brooke hung up, and closed her eyes for a moment. She needed to regain her composure. "Come on sweetie, lets go home."
"Mommy, who's Lucas?" Paige had always been the curious type, so hearing her Aunt Peyton mention a Lucas who made her mommy so upset, made her even more curious.
"An old friend, baby." Brooke picked up Paige and brought her outside to her car.
"Hey, Ma," Lucas said as he walked in. It killed him to see his mother so pale and frail looking. Even worse was seeing her hooked up to the machines that were supposed to be helping her, but really only made things worse.
"Lucas, you don't have to move up the wedding. I don't want you rushing into things," Karen explained. Really, she wanted Lucas to come to his senses and not get married at all. His fiance wasn't good for him, she didn't make him smile like Brooke had.
"I want you at my wedding, Mom." It was true he did, and maybe if he married soon enough - he wouldn't back out.
"Peyton told me that Brooke's coming," Karen said, wondering exactly what her son's reaction would be. She was hoping it would at least be nostalgic.
"To my wedding?"
Karen laughed, she wasn't even sure she knew if Brooke had heard Lucas was getting married. "No, to see me; you know, the world doesn't revolve around you, Mr. Big shot basketball player."
"Oh. That's good, it will be nice to see her again. She could always make you smile." God, I miss her he thought. No one ever compared to Brooke - she had been one in a million.
Rachel walked in. "Hi, Ms. Roe," she greeted with a fake smile. I hate hospitals. Rachel knew very well that she wasn't welcomed in the room, though Karen was too passive aggressive to kick her out. She would just try to make her feel comfortable while really trying to make things as uncomfortable as possible.
"Hello Rachel, and please, it's Mrs. Scott," Karen replied with a sad sigh when she saw her mother's ring on that woman's finger. Why Lucas had insisted on using that ring was beyond her - he could have bought her a new ring.
One of Karen's doctors walked in. "Mrs. Scott we have some more tests to run."
Karen nodded. Tests, tests, and more tests. Tests seemed to be the only thing she did as of lately. "I'll see you later, you two."
"Love ya, Ma." Lucas kissed her on her forehead. He wanted to cherish every moment he had with his mother, just in case.
"Love you too, son."
The flight had been hell. Three screaming toddlers were on board, while Paige sat there coloring like a little angel. When the two finally arrived at Peyton's house, Brooke was more than relieved. Quickly she rang the doorbell and seven year old Jenny answered.
"Aunt Brooke! Finally you're here!" she exclaimed hugging Brooke and Paige. "Did you bring me any presents?" Jenny was a typical little girl, and her Auntie Brooke had always been good with with presents.
Jake and an eight month pregnant Peyton walked into the living room. Brooke couldn't suppress her grin. It had taken them long enough to get together, but once they had a wedding and now a baby had quickly followed.
"P. Sawyer Jagielski!" Brooke exclaimed giving her a hug. "Your baby bump is so cute." She could not wait to spoil her new niece or nephew. "Makes me almost want another one...almost."
"Hello! I wanna hug," Paige whined. She stood there with her hands on her hips, Paige always liked to be the center of attention - especially when hugs were being given.
Peyton hugged Paige, picking her up carefully. "My gosh, you look just like your mommy. I bet you're gonna be the prettiest little girl in kindergarten next year."
Paige smiled, her Auntie always knew how to make her happy. "I'm gonna be just like Mommy when I grow up."
The phone rang and Jake answered. He didn't want to interrupt the reunion between to friends, especially when one was pregnant and his wife. It was just not a wise thing to do. "Um, Jenny take Paige upstairs and play barbies."
"Okay," Jenny said, taking Paige's hand, leading her up the stairs. "Daddy got me a new Barbie car yesterday."
Brooke looked at Jake, something was wrong and she knew it. "Spill it, Jagielski."
"Lucas is coming over; I tried to tell him to come tomorrow, but he...needs someone to vent to and Nathan is currently out buying whatever things he thinks they need for the baby, but don't actually need." Jake took a a deep breath, he knew how Brooke could react to this news.
So, yeah, that's it.
Reviews make me happy as do cookies, but reviews are just as good.
Also, in the original story Lucas became engaged to Rachel and people thought it was weird, but in my defense, it was when everyone hated Rachel. But I decided to keep it Rachel, even though I kinda love her now.