SEQUEL TO Unexpected Life

B A K E R L I F E .

After a near disaster through the death of my laptop, i was able to get a tech guy to recover my documents
that contained the chapters for this new sequel that i had already written. Thank God!
i almost cried when i found out i might have lost over 9 thousand words worth of ideas that i'd already typed out.
luckily for all of us, i didnt have to remember or retype anything.

I hope it hasnt been too long of a wait for this sequel, since i know a lot of you were looking forward to it
If you really do like my stories, be sure to tell me lol cause it'll only make the updates come faster.

Before reading this, please be sure to read Unexpected Life, just so you have the background of my favorite family.

Thanks! and i hope you enjoy! :]

Disclaimer: I do not own anything One Tree Hill related. Only the characters i made up. Thanks.

Chapter 1

Brooke couldn't believe how fast time flew by.

She looked around to see all these people she didn't recognize at this huge fancy party. Suddenly the room quieted with the sound of a clinking glass.

"I would like to make a toast to the lovely bride and groom!"

This older gentleman who occupied the seat next to Brooke stood up. His back was turned so she couldn't see his face while he addressed the crowd.

"Mason Davidson! I have never seen my baby girl so happy as when she is with you. Well…besides with me." Laughter cascaded throughout the room. "It's your job to protect her when her brothers and I can't be there for her and I know I can trust you with this job. I wish you two all the happiness in the world together. And just so you know Mason, you have entered into a very large family, my friend, so if you just think about hurting one hair on my Pita's head, then you will have to answer to US!"

The whole crowd laughed. "Daddy! Be nice." The beautiful bride pleaded.

"I'm just kidding. I love you very much, Sienna my angel, and if this man makes you happy, then he makes me and your mother happy…To my last baby to get married, and to my last, new son-in-law!"

Everyone toasted and clapped. But Brooke remained still in her seat. She was so confused. 'That's Sienna?'

The man who gave the toast turned to her. It was Julian. He was older, and greyer, but still took her breath away.

'Huh!' Brooke thought. 'My LAST baby is getting married! Where did the time go! Why aren't they little anymore!'

"Aren't you excited, Baby. We're all alone in the house now! We've never had no kids living at home." Julian's illegal grin was now visible with more wrinkles than she remembered.

She didn't want to be alone. She loved the sound of their voices, and the sound of their tiny feet running around and playing. She wanted her life with the kids back! She didn't want to be old!

Brooke stood up from the table and made her way quickly to the restroom. She splashed water on her face before looking up into the mirror. She gasped as she realized that her face was old, her hair was very short, her dress was unflattering, and she had sagging skin all over her body.

She was freaking out when she felt a hand on her back. Brooke turned to see a beautiful blonde haired beauty who was probably ten or twelve years old.

"Are you okay, Gramma?"

'GRANDMA? WTF!' she thought. This was a nightmare.

"Did you forget where you are again? Do you need help? I can go get Grampy, Uncle Tristan, Daddy or Uncle Ben if you need me to."

Brooke didn't speak to the girl. All of a sudden she got horrible chest pains and her arm was numb.

'This is it!' Brooke thought. 'I'm old, senile and dying!"

The chest pain turned into stomach pain, like someone was hitting her.

Brooke dropped to the ground, thinking she'd never get up again.

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Brooke's eyes shot open as she felt another pain in her side. She opened her eyes to find her young daughter wedged between her and Julian, kicking Brooke's side in her sleep.

"It was just a dream…" Brooke assured herself as she whispered.

Her glance returned to her still-young husband and her four-year-old daughter Sienna.

"She's still little…" Brooke released a sigh of relief. She was so glad she didn't miss her life.

Brooke wiggled out from under the covers and went out to the kitchen. It was still dark out, and very early in the morning, but there was no way she was getting back to sleep after that. She made her way out of the master bedroom and down the stairs to the living room. She stubbed her toe on a box in the hallway and had to supress her yelp. She cursed herself and mostly Julian for not emptying all the moving boxes from their old house yet. It had been almost a year since they moved into the new custom-built Baker home and somehow there were unexpected boxes popping up and descending from the attic every so often.

(AN--It's been a little over four and a half years since the triplets' birth.)

Brooke sat down on the couch with a cup of fresh coffee and grabbed the large picture frame on the side table. It was a family picture they had taken this past August before school started up for a new year. In the dim light, she could see the whole family clad in white shirts and bluejeans as they sat on some big beautiful rocks on the sandy beach with the ocean visable behind them. Brooke and Julian sat in the middle of the picture with their little boys on there laps.

Bentley sat with Julian. Bentley's hair was dark like Brooke's yet he had the eyes of his daddy. He has always been the tallest and biggest of the triplets since they came home from the hospital. Bentley was their energy boy. Much like Tristan was at that age, Bentley is always on the move. He's quite independent and 'takes care of' Sienna and Jeremy whenever he can. He's the 'big brother', even though he's the middle child of the triplets. It seems Bentley has taken over the role as oldest: he was the first to crawl, walk, talk, eat solid foods, and be potty trained. He is a very happy, giggly boy and loves playing with his brother Tristan. He wants to be just like Tristan so much that he follows him around, copying his every move. The only time Bentley ever complains is when he has an ear infection: which is A LOT. Poor Bentley was always on medication for that. He's had around five ear infections in the past eleven months, which concerned Brooke and Julian.

Next to his brother, Jeremy sat on Brooke's lap. His beautiful sandy blonde hair is a bit long, just enough to cover his ears. Jeremy has had many many setbacks since his birth. The poor baby has been behind since day one. When Jeremy came home from the hospital and well into his first year of life, Brooke and Julian noticed how he lagged behind. It was apparent when he wasn't able to eat that much without the assistance of a feeding tube, he wasn't sleeping, he wasn't gaining enough weight, and he was not responding to his surroundings. When Brooke took Jeremy to the doctors, it was discovered that Jeremy's hearing was impaired and that he required hearing aids. He is very self conscious about it and refuses to let Brooke cut his hair short because he is embarrassed. He also had a bowel obstruction which required surgery when he was fifteen months. The doctors said it was 'routine' but nothing made this okay for Brulian. They are now noticing that Jeremy has problems learning so he is going to an occupational therapist twice a week. Jeremy is a true Mommy's boy and loves to be held by Brooke. He just needs a little extra comfort and explanation sometimes to get him on the same page as Ben or Sienna.

Behind Brulian, but kneeling between their heads, was eight-year-old Tristan. His beautiful strawberry hair was flying back in the wind as he smiled. He is the cutest thing ever and the little girls in his class have always given him extra special attention for that. (Mouth and Rachel's seven-year-old daughter Rory has the biggest crush on Tristan.) Somehow, their adopted son had gotten Julian's grin down perfectly, as if it had been genetic. Unfortunately, Tristan did not get Julian's smarts. Tristan tries so hard, but has never done very well at school. He is now in third grade and they discovered that Tristan has dyslexia. He also goes to a specialist to help him with his reading skills and how to cope with his setbacks. Tristan has also been starting to ask about his biological parent, parents that Brooke and Julian know little about. Jordan helps him, since she remembers a little bit about their mother, but they had different fathers. Brulian were always totally honest with Tristan about how they found him and how he was adopted at the same time as Jordan. He understood as best he could, but that didnt suppress the questions he needed answered. Besides all this, Tristan is the life of the party. He has so many friends who always want to have him come over and play. Tristan loves to play pewee football and baseball and he also swims so fast. He is quite good at sports for his young age, something he definitely didn't get from Julian.

On Tristan's shoulders was the sunny-faced little girl in her bed this morning, Sienna. She had the most bright smile Brooke had ever seen. She has Brooke's dimples and her perfect porcelain skin. Her hair isn't as dark as Brooke's but she is still a brunette. She can be the cutest kid ever, but she can also be a terror when she's upset. She has the widest range of emotions and Julian likes to tease Brooke that Sienna is just like her. Julian's pet name for Sienna is PITA: pain in the ass. Of course that is a joke, but it does suggest that she is a lot to handle. One thing is for certain, Sienna's love of her parents. She has issues with leaving them and often cries hard when left with a babysitter, even her own siblings or family. Sienna is a very clingy little girl and has night terrors and bad dreams usually once a week. Sienna has just started in her own gymnastics group called TumbleKids every Tuesday. As long as she can see Brooke standing on the sidelines, then she is so excited to play with her new toddler friends and her best friend Rylan Scott (Naley's 4 year old).

To the left of Julian sat a just-turned-eleven-year-old Jordan, with her raven hair up in her one-of-a-kind bun. She has a style all her own. Brooke first thought she would be a fashion designer last year when she convinced Brooke to teach her to make her own gymnastics leotard for a competition. It turned out amazingly, just so you know. But right now all Jordan really focused on was gymnastics. Brooke started her in it when the triplets turned one. She thought Jordan would like it because her friends from school started taking classes too. Boy was Brooke right. Since then, Jordan has learned quickly and Brooke was soon approached by an instructor who wanted to move Jordan to the advanced class. Jordan is a little flying monkey these days. She does flips and tricks all over the house that scare Brooke to death. The big trampoline out back was a gift for her tenth birthday and is her favorite training spot when she can't get to the gym. She is quite talented and has won many competition trophies for her age group. She is a very bright sixth grader but is not as focused on school as on her extra curricular life.

To Brooke's right sat fourteen-year-old Nolan. Her once-bleach-blonde hair was quite darker now but still blonde. It was short and barely grazed her shoulders now. She begged to get highlights but Julian refused saying she was too young. He is such a protective dad. Brooke thought it would be fine but supported her husband's opinion. He was just scared of his baby growing up. Nolan was quite independent and that scared Julian to death. Brooke knows that she had little romances with boys in her eighth grade class but she would never let Julian know that. Nolan just started at Tree Hill High with protector, eleventh grader Jamie Scott, looking out for her. Nolan has had braces for two years now and has been complaining about getting them off. She hates them with a passion. Nolan is a lot like Julian, so much so that they butt heads. She is very studious and sticks to her little friend group. She had a melt down after the first day of high school when she realized that she didn't have any classes with her best friends, Arin, Charlotte and Kylie. She is doing much better now but is starting her rebellion period. Brooke is kind of worried about it since she knows exactly what she did at that age. Meanwhile Julian is oblivious.

Finally. Down below the rocks, in front and below Tristan, stood newly eighteen year old Eliot with her hands on her hips. She is much healthier than she once was and not as stick-thin. Eliot has been cancer free for two years. They thought the cancer was gone over three years ago but then a few follow-up scans showed a few more small cancerous masses that were removed and now she is healthy. Just a week after this picture was taken, Eliot started at the University of North Carolina at Chapel Hill. Even with the hassle of missing school so much for illness, Eliot still finished at the top of her high school class and had her pick of schools to go to. The University of New Hampshire, Boston College, Duke, and the University of Miami all wanted and accepted Eliot with scholarships to come to their college but it was ultimately Eliot's choice. She decided to stay in NC to be close to her family and she knew that they would be ecstatically happy about that. Brooke cried like a baby when they got home from moving her into the dorms. Eliot has called almost daily to give Brooke updates and to talk to her nieces and nephews. The first few weeks of classes, Eliot was home sick. She called home crying to Brooke to come pick her up and that she hated her roommate and college. It broke Brooke's heart. She is now settling in well and meeting lots of new friends. She's getting along better with her roommate, Kenadie too. Her major is pre-med with a minor in social work because she is now determined to help kids like herself. She wants to help foster children who are left alone by their families and who are also sick with cancer. She has lofty goals but Julian and Brooke totally support her and believe she can do it.

It was the perfect family picture. Brooke was so happy that her life wasn't over.

She wasn't old. She wasn't dying.

She was just barely in the middle of her life.

She was in the middle of living her Baker life.

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I hope you like the age i fast forwarded to! please comment and tell me what you would like to see for each child and for Brulian.

I always need ideas!

~Haley :]