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Chapter Two: Tell-Tale

The next morning Haley came and got Jamie very early. Sam nursed a pounding head and her hip shot a spur of pain through her body when she walked. Haley watched her act odd but didn't want to say anything in front of her son.

"Brooke is there," Haley said on the way to the hospital.

"Okay, I figured she was, seeing that her best friend was in labor and all." She hadn't meant to be so harsh with Haley. "Sorry Haley, I just have a headache."

The older woman nodded. "So Jamie did you have fun last night?" She asked looking in the rear view mirror.

The little boy nodded excitedly. "Sam let me skateboard!"

Haley laughed and looked at Sam, who was staring out the window silently. "Wow, you better hope Brooke doesn't find out!"

Jamie took up most of the rest of the trip going into exact detail of the night before. Sam on the other hand, watched out the window, saying nothing. Her head was pounding, but she didn't want to let Haley or Jamie see her pain. Finally they arrived at the hospital.

"So what is it?" Sam asked, she just realized she didn't know what Peyton's kid was.

"A boy I hope!" Jamie put in. "I need to teach him everything!"

Haley laughed and led them inside. "Sorry Jamie, the baby is a girl. Sawyer Scott."

"Sawyer Brooke Scott!" A voice behind them said.

"Aunt Brooke!" Jamie squealed as he ran to her.

"Hi buddy." she lifted him into her arms. "Sorry Sam that I didn't come home last night, I got caught up."

"It's okay, I mean your best friend was having a kid and all." Samantha joked

Brooke smiled and put her arm around her daughter. "Well honey, there is something else, I have a surprise, I think you will love it!" Brooke winked at her.

"OH Yay mommy a puppy??" Sam replied saracsticly.

Brooke, ignoring the comment led everyone to the elevator. She said nothing the entire way. But she could tell the suspense was getting to Sam. When the elevator door slide open, she grabbed Sam's hand and steered her towards the floor's waiting area.

"Tell Peyton we will be there in a few."

Haley smiled, knowing what was waiting for Sam. She took her son's hand and took him to see his cousin.

"Come on Brooke, what is it?" Sam said a bit annoyed.

"Hi Sam." a male voice siad.

Sam turned around, there stood the man she had been waiting to come back into her and her mother's lives. The man who was meant to be there forever.

"Julian!" She screamed, earning a glare from the nurses' desk and various people around the room. "Oh my god you came back!"

The man hugged her tightly. "I missed you Samson."

"I missed you too Julian." She looked at Brooke, "Is this real?"

Brooke nodded. "We decided we cannot live without one another."

Julian laughed. "She begged me to come back Sammy, dont let her fool you." Sam laughed, Brooke hit his arm.

"Lets go see my goddaughter."

Everyone spent most of the day at the hospital seeing the newest member of the next generation of Tree Hill kids. Sam was trying her best to hide her increasing headache. Finally she couldn't take it anymore.

"Um...Brooke, can I talk to you in the hall?" She asked her mother sheepishly.

Brooke nodded, noting the pain in Samantha's eyes. She handed Sawyer to Lucas and followed the fifteen year old outside the room.

"What's wrong Sam?" She asked fear and worry evident in her raspy voice.

"It's my head, I have a really bad headache and I just wanna go home and lay down, is that okay?" Sam was embarrassed to ask.

Brooke sighed in relief, she was planning for something much worse to be wrong with Sam. "Sure honey, let me tell everyone."

A frew minutes later they were in the elevator. "Wait, where's Julian?" Sam asked

"He has business to attend to, besides, he is not staying with us." Brooke replied while digging for her keys in her huge purse.

"What why?" Sam was getting upset, which made her head hurt even more.

Brooke laughed, "Honey, we don't want to rush things right now. Don't worry I won't let him get away from us again."

On the way home, Sam drifted off to sleep. Brooke, irrationally, checked often to make sure she was breathing. She couldn't help but be worried, this was her first time as Sam's mother for the girl to be sick, and she did not like it. Something in her mind told her this was more than a headache, something else told her to stop worrying so much. Samantha would be fine, she was tough. But try as she might, she could not get the feeling that something was seriously wrong out of her head.

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