Okay, here's the next installment. Hope you like it. Thanks for the reviews!! Also I forgot to give the names of Naley's kids so here they are:
James Lucas Scott - 22
Sophie Lynn Scott - 16
Brandon Lee Scott - 15
Chapter Two
"Peyton!" Brooke rushed over to her friend and hugged her tight. Peyton was squeezing her so hard in return it was getting difficult to breathe. Julian and their three youngest kids came up behind Brooke. The phone call from the hospital had been terrifying and it still seemed surreal. Could both their daughters really be fighting for their lives right now? Brooke had just seen them healthy and happy half an hour ago. The look on Peyton's face told Brooke she was just as terrified. Julian led them over to a seat in the waiting room.
"What's going? Did they tell you anything? Are the girls alright?" Brooke questions came rushing out as she struggled to hold her tears in check. Peyton let out a small sob.
"I haven't heard much of anything, just that they are both in surgery right now." Peyton's voice dropped to a whisper. "It sounds bad, Brooke."
Brooke grabbed Peyton's hand. "They are going to make it." Brooke said firmly, trying to convince herself as much as Peyton. Just the thought of losing Michelle was impossible to comprehend. Brooke looked over at Julian. Michelle had been the first child they had together. She was the very thing Brooke had wanted for years. The joy she felt when she first held that sweet baby girl for the first time was immeasurable. "She's going to make it." Brooke whispered to her husband. Julian's eyes locked with hers and she could see the desperation in his eyes. He needed Michelle to be ok too. Brooke turned back to her best friend.
"Where are Lucas and the kids?" Brooke urgently wanted to know. How could Peyton be here all alone?
"Keith and Harrison are at basketball practice. I was going to tell Luke to pick them up and bring them over here, but he took Sawyer to the park and I can't get a hold of him." Tears began to fall from her eyes. "I need him here, Brooke." She whispered. "I can't be here by myself."
"You're not alone." Brooke put her arm around Peyton. "I'm right here with you."
Julian stood up and pulled out his cell. "I'm going to call Nathan and Haley. One of them can pick up the boys. Then I'll keep trying Lucas until I reach him."
Peyton murmured a quiet thanks for his help. Brooke knew he was also doing this to keep himself occupied so he wouldn't spend all his time worrying. As Brooke held on to Peyton, she saw her thirteen year old son Carson put his arm gently around ten year old Lauren to comfort her. Sixteen year old Rowan sat off to the side from everyone and tried to hide her silent tears. They all looked so scared and Brooke would have done anything at that moment to make them feel ok again, but she herself was frightened too.
"Sawyer Joy Scott!" Lucas called to his eight year old daughter. "Come on, Baby. We should go soon."
Sawyer's dark curls bounced as she skipped along the playground. "Daddy, can I please go on the glider a few more times?"
"Alright. A few more times, then we go."
"Then ice cream?" Sawyer pleaded with an adorable smile.
"Sure."
Sawyer leapt for joy then raced to the glider. Peyton always said that Lucas spoiled Sawyer relentlessly but he continued to do so anyway. Sawyer was affectionately called the "surprise baby" by the family, being born five years after their youngest son Harrison. They gave her the middle name Joy and she had fully lived up to the name by bringing so much joy into her parents' lives.
When she had finished with the glider, Sawyer ran up and placed her small hand in Lucas' big hand. "I'm ready for ice cream, Daddy."
Lucas walked with Sawyer to the car, secretly looking forward to the ice cream himself. With his older children in their teen years, he was spending more one on one time with Sawyer on the weekends. He was learning to hold on to these precious moments while they lasted because pretty soon Sawyer would be seventeen like Anna and too busy with school, friends, and her social life to do anything with Dad. When Lucas got in the car, he realized that he'd left his cell in the car and decided to check it.
"Twelve missed calls?" Lucas dialed his voicemail to see why Peyton and some others had called.
"Luke…" Lucas froze at the sound of Peyton's voice. Something was seriously wrong. "Luke, there's been an accident. Anna and Michelle are in the hospital. Please get over here Lucas. Please." Peyton's voice broke after that and the message ended. Lucas was still in shock when the next message started.
"Lucas, its Julian. We really need you here at the hospital. Peyton needs you."
"Hey Luke, its Haley. Look, don't worry about the boys. I'm going to pick them up right now. Just get to the hospital as soon as you can, ok?"
Fear and Panic were quickly taking over as his heart beat faster and faster. Peyton's voice came back on.
"Baby, where are you? I'm so scared, Luke. They haven't told us how Anna's doing. She's still in surgery. God, if anything happens –" Lucas could hear the sound of a few sobs escaping her throat as she struggled to continue. "Please get here, Luke."
"Daddy, what's wrong?" Sawyer's worried voice pulled Lucas back to reality. He wasn't aware that he had been silently crying.
"We can't get ice cream today, Sawyer. Something bad happened to Anna and we need to go make sure she's ok." As Lucas pulled away from the park, he hoped he would be focused enough on the road to get to the hospital safely. The thought of his daughter's life in danger was almost too overwhelming to allow him to function. Looking over at his other daughter, he promised himself he wouldn't let anything happen to her, no matter how sick with worry he was.
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