Unexpected Occurrences

By: B. Davis FTW

Summary: He's a film student at NYU. She's a fashion design student at FIT. They've been dating for years and they're about to be hit with a whole mess of surprises. Brucas/Naley.

Author's Note: I'm aware this would probably work better as Brulian but I can't get the idea of Lucas being a really hot scruffy film maker who goes to Starbucks for a smoke with his professor James Franco. Unf. Also, don't sweat the technical details concerning NYU Film School and FIT. I'm obviously in neither of those programs nor am I in any kind of art school at all. Also, I watched the Liverpool-Newcastle game while writing part of this so that's that. YNWA

12 weeks.

A blank page of sketching paper sat before her on the architect-style desk she was working at, her Prismacolors by her side ready to light up the page. Unfortunately for those markers though, her muse seemed to escape her at the moment. She had been sitting at her desk, not drawing anything for a good hour. Her apartment was empty and lonely without her always present boyfriend around. They were both seniors at their respective schools and had decided at the end of their junior year to move in together as they had been dating for four years by that time.

"Baby? I'm home!" His voice ran through the small apartment even though he knew she would be at her desk. Brooke was nearing the end of her time at FIT, with there only being 4 months left of the final year given to her to be dedicated to working on her professional portfolio, which was a major graduation requirement.

"In here!" She called back to him. Her raspy voice was laced with fatigue as she stood from her desk, eager to meet her love in the hallway. She stood at their shared office doorway and watched Lucas walk toward her. His nose had a red twinge to it because of the cold temperatures outside. Wearing the black pea coat she bought him for Christmas he had a cigarette dangling from his mouth and Brooke found herself wanting to pounce on him as soon as she could. He put his hands on her sides and she yelped when his fingers touched her skin. "You're so cold, babe."

He let out a small laugh out of the corner of his mouth. "Well, it gets cold out there in the winter when I need a smoke" She crumpled her nose, gently pushing him away from her using the hands she had placed on his chest. She hated his disgusting habit, even if he did look damn fine doing it. She'd rather have him not ever get lung cancer.

They broke apart even further when Brooke felt a buzz in her pocket. She pulled the phone out and saw that Haley was calling. She gave Lucas a small kiss as she turned away from him and walked back into her study. "Hello?"

"Why do women's lives suck?"

Brooke laughed softly into the microphone "Which one of the many reasons are you speaking of?"

"Aunt Flo. I can't stand that bitch. Don't you just hate her?"

"So much." Brooke took a look at her calendar, not being able to remember the last time her Aunt Flo visited and she realized something. "Oh. Fuck. Hales, I'll-I'll call you back." She gave her best friend no time to respond and hung her phone up quickly, walking out to the kitchen where Lucas was making himself a sandwich. "I'm really late"

"The subway isn't that busy today, I'm sure you'll make it on time." Of course he had no idea what she was late for, but it was probably a meeting with one of her professors or her mentor. "No need to worry babe." He gave her a small smile as he grabbed the sandwich he just made and walked past her, placing a small kiss on her temple.

"No, Luke. Not that kind of late." She followed him into the living room where he had just flicked on the television, seeing the Liverpool-Newcastle match on. He looked up at her with a confused look on his face. "It-it's probably nothing. I mean, I've been really stressed the last couple months what with my portfolio and everything. I haven't exactly been on top of that. Nor have I been on top of anything lately. Was that the last of the food in the fridge? I need to go to the grocery store." She rambled on her way out of the living room.

Still unclear as to what just happened, Lucas dropped his sandwich on the coffee table and followed her out. "I'll join you." He pulled her coat off of the hook and helped her into it before putting his back on as the two left the apartment.

The cold wind whipped at her face as Brooke and Lucas walked down the busy Manhattan sidewalk. Neither spoke, the conversations they were having in their respective heads were enough talking for the both of them. "So, you're late?" She nodded her head, visibly nervous and looking to his reaction to gauge her own. "Like you said Brooke, it's probably just stress. I'm sure it's nothing to worry about." He wrapped his arm around her back, keeping his hand on her lower back. "We'll just get a test to be safe." Again, she said nothing but nodded as he placed a kiss at her temple.

They walked into the local Duane Reade, and Brooke scurried off to get food leaving Lucas behind to get the test. He knew she wanted him to do it, no doubt in his mind. He walked over to the feminine products aisle, looking past the rows and rows of tampons and sanitary napkins, which he had frequented for Brooke. He wished that he was living in an alternate reality in which this visit to Duane Reade would be like his previous ones. He pulled three tests, all saying they were 99% accurate and a straight-forward digital read-out so there would be no misread tests.

He met up with Brooke, who was thumbing through fashion magazines. He took the one she was currently looking at and rolled it around the pregnancy tests he had just picked up. His free hand found its way back to the small of her back as he led her to the cashier. As they paid, the cashier gave the seemingly anxious couple a sympathetic look.

The walk back to the apartment was just as quiet. Brooke locked herself in the bathroom with the three tests, coming out a couple minutes later. She walked back to the living room and took a temporary interest in her boyfriend's favorite soccer team. Let's be honest, no one can resist a side like the famous Reds. "Five minutes" She said softly, curling into Lucas's side as the two waited the 300 seconds necessary for their fate to be decided. "How are they playing?"

"I'm not paying much attention." He replied softly, his arm around her pulling her tighter into his side. He rubbed his scruff against her head, taking a deep breath in and placing his eyes on the television while his thoughts wandered elsewhere.

She'd been watching the clock on the television that was meant for the game. Four minutes and twenty-six seconds had passed. At Anfield, Liverpool was up 3-1 and Lucas's favorite player scored the final goal but there wasn't as much of a celebration coming from her guy as she thought there would be.

"Time's up." Lucas said, just as added time was announced in the game. Four minutes. They couldn't really delay checking the tests any longer. They had already been sitting at the couch three minutes past the original five they were supposed to wait.

The couple stood up together and walked to the bathroom. As Brooke opened the door, the three tests placed at the sink came into view. Lucas stood back by the door frame as Brooke checked them. She looked at the tests, then up at the mirror. She looked at the tests again and sighed. A single tear spilled from her eye as she looked to Lucas. He took her into his arms as she began to cry. "What are we going to do Lucas?" He shushed her, running his hand along the back of her head as her tears seeped through his sweater.

They moved to their bedroom, where Lucas leaned against the headboard and Brooke laid against his chest, crying soft tears. When they subsided, she looked up to Lucas for any source of guidance. "Well, I guess we'll have to schedule you a doctor's appointment and go from there, huh?" She nodded and buried herself deep into Lucas's chest.

"I can't believe I didn't notice that I'd missed three periods." Brooke shook her head as she held the black and white sonogram image in her hands. Their baby had passed the stage of just looking like a speck on a page; it actually looked like a proper baby. Armed with a picture of their first child and a prescription of prenatal vitamins, Brooke and Lucas were in a cab on their way back from the doctor's appointment with the knowledge that they were, in fact, pregnant.

"You've been stressed out with your portfolio and whatnot. It's an honest mistake." Lucas shrugged, looking out the window of the cab as it pulled up to their apartment complex. He paid the cabby and walked into the building. While in the elevator, Lucas took a peek at the picture Brooke couldn't take her eyes off. "What I think is even crazier is that we just found out we're pregnant and our next appointment we'll find out what we're having"

"Everything's faster in New York." Brooke mumbled, causing a small laugh to erupt from Lucas's lips. With a quick glance at her stomach, Brooke took Lucas's hand in hers. "Regardless, we only have six months to get the apartment ready. We don't even have an open room for the baby." Brooke sighed, laying her head against the elevator wall right before hearing the ding that said they were on their floor.

"We'll figure it out pretty girl." Lucas's words of encouragement rang through her ears as she and Lucas were met with his brother and sister-in-law waiting outside of their apartment door.

"If Brooke thought she could get away with hanging up on me like that and then not answering her phone for three days she's crazy." They both heard Haley's voice, a mixture of concerned with a hint of anger.

"I'm sure she has her reasons, Hales. She'll explain to you later. I don't even think they're home." The voice of reason, Haley's husband and Lucas's brother Nathan, was the last one they heard without attaching faces to both voices.

"Uh, hey guys?" Lucas shook his brother's hand as he fished for his keys in his pocket. They exchanged greetings and Haley pulled Brooke away, urging them to take a walk together. "Why don't you guys go to Duane Reade? Brooke needs to get something filled anyway." He handed Brooke the slip of paper as they left.

"So Hales, how ya been?" After being given probably the most sarcastic look ever used by the short brunette, Brooke conceded. "I'm sorry for hanging up on you and not telling you I was okay these past couple days. But Luke and I have been kinda busy lately." After being met with more silence, Brooke continued. "I'm pregnant, Hales."

Haley stopped walking. Brooke asked her what was wrong, when Haley formed a big smile on her face. "Me too."

Brooke was confused. "What the hell? That doesn't make any sense. Just the other day you were telling me how much you hated your period. Having your period is that wonderful thing that happens every month that lets you know you're not pregnant, Hales."

Haley shook her head, laughing a bit. "I passed out yesterday at work so Nate and I went to the doctor and she told us I'm 8 weeks along. I told her the same thing as you, Brooke but she said that some bleeding is normal during pregnancy and that I definitely have a little Scott growing in me." Haley chuckled "When we got home, Nate and I watched a couple episodes of I Didn't Know I Was Pregnant and Nate started talking to my belly, thanking the baby for making me pass out so I didn't give birth in a bathroom in the middle of the night."

The two friends laughed together as they walked to the local pharmacy. Brooke got her prescription filled and they began their walk back to Brooke and Lucas's, discussing their concurrent pregnancies.

"What's new, little brother?" Nathan asked, sitting down on his brother's couch with a beer.

"Oh, ya know. Same old. Getting ready to graduate, Brooke's pregnant, Liverpool won the other day against Newcastle and they have a game up against Manchester City tomorrow so that should be good." Lucas trailed off, hoping his older brother hadn't heard the second thing he had said.

"Wait, did you say Brooke's pregnant?" After a nod of affirmation from Lucas, Nathan laughed. "Well, isn't this hilarious…" Lucas shot his brother a confused look and Nathan clarified, "Haley's pregnant too, Luke. We just found out yesterday." He clapped a hand on Lucas's back and shook his head. "What're the chances that my wife and your girlfriend would get pregnant at the same time?"

"Considering how close those two are, those chances were pretty big Nate." The two shared a small laugh as they turned on ESPN to check the world of sports while their significant others made their way into the apartment.

After a night of good food and laughs, Brooke and Lucas were laying in their bed together. Lucas was twirling Brooke's hair in his hand, his left hand playing with hers on top of her stomach. "What do you think we're having?"

Lucas adjusted himself on the bed as he stopped playing with Brooke's hair. "I think it's a girl. She's gonna look just like you. But even if she doesn't, as long as she has at least one of your dimples, I know she's gonna be a heartbreaker." He had a light smile on his face as he ran his fingertips along Brooke's bare stomach.

"I think it's a boy." She laced her fingers with his and turned her head upwards to give him a small kiss.

"Life would be easier for me if we had a boy. I could hold back on having to register for a gun license." He laughed softly as she turned away from him so that her back was against his side. He moved her hair away from her face and tucked it behind her ear. "Brooke, I know it's not going to be smooth sailing for us from now on, and I'm okay with that. I want you to know that I'm here through thick and thin for you and our baby. You and I have been together long enough for me to know that you're probably going to be having some doubts about us and our ability to parent a child, but don't ever doubt the love that I hold in my heart for your and our child." She turned to face him with tears in her eyes. "From now on, whatever we face, we face together. Got it?"

She nodded her head and leaned her head forward to kiss him again. Soon, their kiss deepened and clothes slid off of each person's body.

16 weeks.

"So we're getting lunch after the appointment right?" Brooke juggled her phone between her shoulder and her ear as she sat down to put her boots on

"Yep, Nate and I are going to do some more baby shopping since our doctor's appointment a couple days ago and we'll meet you at Columbus Square for lunch."

"Alright, see you later Hales." Brooke hung up the phone, getting up on her feet. "Luke! We've gotta get going!" She called out into the office where Luke was editing some of his footage together. She walked into the office, seeing Lucas's big headphones over his ears and his glasses over his eyes, a squint forming on his face. She put her hands on his shoulders and kissed his neck, pulling one side of the headphones off of his ear. "Let's go, we're gonna be late for the doctor's appointment." Lucas quickly saved his work and took his headphones off, also leaving his glasses in front of the computer.

"Let's get going then babe." He dropped a kiss on her cheek as he walked toward their front door. With relatively little traffic occurring on a Saturday afternoon, the couple arrived at the doctor's office early and was awaiting their scheduled appointment time. "Ready to find out the baby's sex?" He rubbed her hands in his own as she nodded.

"I'm jealous Nathan and Hales already know they're having a little girl. I can already tell what an adorable family they'll be. Of course we'll be cuter." Brooke and Lucas fell into a comfortable silence with each other when Brooke's eyes brightened all of a sudden. "This means we get to start shopping!"

Lucas groaned inwardly. "Now Brooke, let's not get too excited. Be rational. We're both college students. We're not going to be able to buy the baby every single thing you see and like."

Brooke shifted in her seat. "I know Luke. We don't have to buy the baby too many clothes because I can throw some stuff together and put them in portfolio. I'll be killing two birds with one stone. We'll just need cute furniture."

"Will that stuff even work in your portfolio babe? From what I've seen of it, you've got some pretty high end fashion-forward type stuff going on there."

"I'll talk to my mentor and see what she says. With the baby coming I could probably just incorporate it in to show how flexible I am." She replied.

"Brooke Davis?" The nurse called her name and showed her and Lucas into the examination room. Brooke changed into a gown and then sat on the edge of the table, waiting for the doctor to come in. Lucas stood next to her, running his hand along her back where the gown didn't cover. He could feel that she was tense. She hated doctor's offices, no matter what she was there for.

"Brooke, Lucas! Great to see you two!" Their kind hearted OB opened the door to the examination room and pulled Brooke's chart off of the counter. "Looks like we're going to be seeing a little girl or boy, huh? Any predictions?"

"She thinks boy, I think girl." Lucas and Brooke looked at each other with two side smiles on their faces.

"Ah, so we have some friendly competition going on here. Any money wagered on that bet?"

"The first name. The only thing is that the other person can't absolutely hate the name." Brooke answered quickly, swinging her legs back and forth under the table.

"Well, let's see who wins, shall we? Lean back and let's see this kid's mug." The doctor ran the wand over Brooke's stomach, waiting for the picture of their baby to show up on the screen. "Looks like we've got a shy one here, huh?" She continued to move the wand over Brooke's stomach, "Oh, never mind. Lucas, you better be happy with whatever Brooke's planned for the name. You're having a boy!"

Lucas leaned over and gave Brooke a huge kiss. "A son!" He whispered, the smile forming on his face too big to ever be contained.

"Oh Luke," There were tears in her eyes as the doctor took measurements and pulled the wand from Brooke's stomach. She told them she would go print out a couple pictures and told Brooke to get dressed.

Brooke called Haley, telling her that she and Luke had just finished with the doctor and that they were on their way to Columbus Square. "I can't believe it, Luke. We're having a son!"

Lucas pulled her into his side with a smile on his face, "I know babe. It's gonna be good, huh." He kissed the top of her head. "Do you ever think about leaving the city?"

Brooke shrugged. "This is where we'll flourish Luke. We're in the middle of it all here. People flock to New York Fashion Week and your professors are already giving you a chance to get in on their movies."

"But what about the baby? Don't you want him to have a yard to run around in and a driveway where we can play basketball?" Lucas questioned.

"One day, when we're millionaires and don't need the money, we'll buy a mansion with a white picket fence and a yard big enough for a football field and an indoor basketball court babe." Brooke wrapped her arm around Lucas's back.

"We'll have it all, and it all starts now" Lucas had a soft smile on his face as the two walked, eager to meet their friends for lunch.

20 weeks.

Brooke ran into the office, tapping Lucas's shoulder. He was working on editing a short film that he and a group of his friends were working on for a class. He put his glasses on his head and removed his headphones. "What's up pretty girl?"

"The crib and changing table came! Luke, they're so pretty you have to put them together!" Brooke was jumping up and down until Lucas placed his hands on either of her sides.

"Calm down babe or you'll give the kid brain defects." He laughed softly as he stood up from his computer desk. "We don't even have a place for this stuff yet Brooke, how do you expect me to put it together yet?"

"We can just put the baby in our room; it'll be easier that way anyway what with the changing and stuff."

"Brooke our room is barely big enough for us let alone a full size crib and changing table." Lucas had looked at their credit card statement the night before and was realizing that maybe they were in a little too deep. "We're not ready for this Brooke. This baby just isn't fitting in our life right now."

"Luke, honey, what's the matter? I thought you were excited about this. Those are some pretty harsh words to be saying about our child." She stepped away from him, her hand on her stomach. "This is our son Luke! How could you say he doesn't fit with us? He's the only thing that fits the best in our life because he's a part of you and a part of me!"

"Brooke, we can't pay for any of this. This apartment is already paid for through our parents and neither of us have a job! Add that to the fact that none of our parents knows about this and we haven't even graduated yet, we have nothing to give this baby Brooke!"

Tears fell from deep hazel eyes as Brooke looked at Lucas with nothing but hurt. "Nothing Luke? Really?" She shook her head and stepped toward him, taking his hand and putting it on her belly, where their child was causing butterflies in her stomach. "We can give him love. More love than he's ever felt before. And don't try to tell me you can't, because I know you can. You love him just as much as I do. The rest we can just deal with."

"Brooke, neither of us have even graduated yet. We have nothing to our names. We can't even afford that crib and changing table we bought." He hung his head, looking at his feet.

"So? We don't need a crib or a changing table for now. We'll just put a bassinet in our room and buy a changing blanket. It's a little late for turning back Luke. We're going to be parents in four months." She lifted his chin with her finger. "Call IKEA and tell them we're returning the crib and changing table. I'll buy a nice bassinet and changing blanket. We can move our clothes out of a drawer and put the baby's clothes in there." She placed a small kiss on his lips and smiled.

"Alright. We can do this. I'm sorry I said those things babe, it's just that I took a look at our credit card statement last night and it really sunk in how far away that mansion dream really is." Lucas knelt down and placed a small kiss on Brooke's belly. "Jayden Nathan Scott, I love you and can't wait to meet you."

"It has a ring to it, doesn't it?" Brooke was proud of herself with her name choice for their son. It was an added plus that Lucas loved it as well. "I can do a damn good job at picking a name if I do say so myself."

"You're perfect" Lucas smiled, leaning forward as he placed a kiss on her lips.

"Luke, what have I told you about telling me things I already know?" She winked at him, leaving the room as she listened to Lucas laugh at her.