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She had been holding her breath. She didn't even realize it until her chest started pounding. Letting go, she breathed in deeply and exhaled. The next step was to knock on his door. Brooke had made it back to Tree Hill in record time and ended up, as she predicted, at Lucas' house standing in front of his bedroom door. Without over thinking, she knocks softly on the door, experiencing a sense of déjà vu of the night she told Lucas she was pregnant. It felt like hours before Lucas opened the door, stunned silent by the sudden appearance of the brunette girl in front of him.
"Lucas?" Brooke says, waving her hand in front of his face.
"You came back", Lucas states.
"We have a lot to talk about."
"Yeah…"
"Are we going to stand out here all day or are you going to invite me in?" Brooke asks sarcastically.
"Um, no…come on in", Lucas awkwardly moves inside to let Brooke in. She closes the door behind her, but the couple remains standing in place.
"So", Brooke finally says.
Lucas is basically still shell-shocked, a blank expression covering his face, "We're having a baby", he says.
Brooke softly smiles. Not because what he said was funny, but because she's still nervous. She's always been the girl who smiled or laughed at totally inappropriate times, "Yes, we're having a baby."
Lucas sits down at the edge of his bed, but Brooke remains standing.
"I don't mean to push my luck, but why did you decide to keep the baby?"
Brooke sighs and takes a seat next to Lucas, "I have to grow up eventually, Lucas. I've spent the last few years either on my back with legs wide open, or passed out at some nameless bar with G-d-knows-what substances in my system. I can't live like that anymore. I guess this pregnancy is just some higher power's way of saying 'Suck it up, Davis and stop throwing your life away'. I already feel older and wiser."
"I'm glad", he pauses, "but how are we going to raise a baby?"
"I have no clue, but we'll make it work."
Lucas' eyes light up, "We?" he asks.
"We", Brooke repeats, nodding her head, "I can't do this alone, Luke. I need to ignore this stupid love triangle BS and concentrate on what's most important", she confidently says as she takes Lucas' hand and brings it to her lower abdomen.
"Wow", Lucas says, "We're going to have this baby."
Brooke's eyes begin to glisten with tears, so she bites her bottom lip and nods. Acting on pure impulse, she leans in closer to Lucas and kisses him fiercely on the lips. His hand leaves her stomach and lands to rest on the girl's cheek as he softly kisses her back.
The boy then pulls away slowly, to the surprise of Brooke, "Thank you", he says.
Brooke furrows her eyebrows and smiles a half-smile, "for what?"
"For letting me back in", he explains, "For giving me the chance to be a father."
Brooke smiles widely now and gives Lucas a quick peck on the lips, "We're going to be okay."
"I know."
"We need to tell your mother", Brooke says ominously.
"She knows."
"What?!"
"I was a serious mess right after you took that test. I needed to tell her."
"Well, then- we need to tell my parents", Brooke says with an even more worried tone.
"You never told them?" a surprised Lucas asks.
"Um, no. This whole time I thought I was getting an abortion. Why risk my parents' freaking out if I was just going to get rid of the baby anyway?"
"You need to tell them soon", Lucas says matter-of-factly.
"Oh, I know. I've already gained a bunch of weight and I know they'll just come out and tell me I'm fat."
Lucas smiles back at the smiling Brooke and then he turns serious again, "So, nobody knows?"
"Nope. Just you, me, and this peanut."
"And my mother."
Brooke laughs, "and your mother."
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