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A/n: Oh I got the date wrong on the previous chapterI meant August 25th NOT June, and Rachel was never a junkie in this story. I hope you enjoy it people.

Someday: Chapter 1

Brooke sat down on her black leather sofa, she put her hands on her shoulders and closed her eyes leaning her head back. Today had been a long, any day where she had to deal with her mother tended to be long and stressful, especially when her mother was trying to get her grubby little hands on Brookes new company, something Brooke was having none of. The moment she had entered her large penthouse apartment she just wanted to relax. After a few moments of silence on the couch she finally stood up making her way across the black marble floor to the bathroom where she drew herself a luxurious, warm bubble bath. She lit some aromatherapy candles and put on an Enya CD climbed in and completely relaxed into the bubbles, her eyes closed.

There was another reason why today was so difficult for Brooke, today was the 11th birthday of her daughter, the daughter she had given up for adoption all those years ago under the pretence that it was for the baby's own good. Sure it would have been much harder to start a clothing label with a baby on her hip, but Karen had managed to run her café with a baby and Haley had managed to go to university with a baby. So most of the time that argument didn't hold water for Brooke, she just hoped that Isabella was happy. Every year on her birthday Brooke would buy a little cake light a candle and then blow it out, it was her little tradition she kept up over the years. No-one knew about it because she like to spend Isabella's birthday by herself alone wallowing in the what ifs. She knew it probably wasn't healthy but for some reason it seemed to help, and after all it was the only one day a year she allowed herself to remember, every other day of the year she was bubbly outgoing normal Brooke.

"Ergh why is doing the right thing always so god damned hard" Brooke cursed throwing water at her mirrored wall. She had always chosen doing what she believed was the right thing and it had only brought her pain. Giving up her daughter to strangers and giving Lucas up to Peyton which she always wondered why? Why had she ever done that? She had learned to love Lucas and Peyton again after their betrayal the first time round for Peyton to tell her she loved the only boy Brooke had loved, well until now. Sometimes she thought about how selfish Peyton was always putting herself and her happiness before anyone else's, but that was Peyton for ya and despite all that she was still one of Brookes closest friends.

Brooke sunk herself beneath the soapy water, her eyes clenched tightly closed, her hand over her nose with her hair in swirls around her head. She liked to hold her breath for as long as possible under water when things got to painful to think about, the sudden rush of cold air hitting her face and entering her lungs made her feel alive, which then put everything into perspective.

Brooke was drying herself off when she started to think about Peyton, Lucas and the whole Bermuda love triangle of death they used to have again. And even though they've been over for so long Brooke couldn't help but think that if she had fought for Lucas instead of giving him up so quickly than maybe they would be married now with the house and garden, the white picket fence, the 2.4 children and the golden retriever Lucas coaching little leg with her attempting to cook, doing all those clichéd things that families do.

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Brooke sat down on the couch her legs curled under her and her arm lay across it her other arm held a book. Steinbecks; The winter of our discontent, the last time she read it had been just before her and Lucas' first date, and tonight she suddenly felt the urge to read it again and be reminded of her past. After an hour or so the phone suddenly rings which breaks the silence and made Brooke jump a mile at the unexpected sound.

Brooke first put her book down on the glass table in front of the sofa, she then turned her body round slightly to pick up the cordless from its station. She resumed her previous position as she held the phone to her ear.

"BROOOOKE!" The voice screamed down the phone in obvious excitement.

"I guess you heard the news huh?" Brooke replied a smirk forming on her lips, so her dimples were slightly visible.

"Of course I did Julian was absolutely bursting to tell someone, he actually called me on my cell in the middle of a lecture, I was mortified but everyone else laughed. I think its because I have Barbie girl as my ring tone, but you know only as this incredibly ironic kind of thing!" The voice rambled on, Brooke laughed at the comment, she's not surprised that Julian told Sam so soon she had given him permission after all, he was excited he wanted to tell someone important to them as soon as possible, and Brookes adopted daughter was the closest person possible.

"Yeh, I bet its ironic. You and I both know that Barbie Girl is an underrated classic that people will still be singing 30 yrs from now, they will have forgotten all about Travis and The Get up Kids but Barbie girl will still remain!" Brooke let out a breezy happy laugh. Her taste in music had always been more than slightly different to her friends.

"Forget about that tell me all about it! Fill me in woman!" The voice replied impatiently "You can't hold out on me. Ooo who else knows?" Brooke let a small inaudible sigh escape her as she made herself more comfortable on the sofa, leaning her head against the arm and lying with her knees bent in the middle.

"Well it was on our four year anniversary, we went to our favourite Italian place there was only one table set for two with a candle and a pink Gerber daisy all set up in the middle of the room. It turns out Julian had the owner keep it open after closing as a favour and there was a man playing piano too. So basically we danced the whole night, with small breaks for our meal. Then when we came home there were lit candles everywhere in the apartment, and he led me to the bedroom. There were rose petals over the bed and Everything by Lifehouse was playing softly in the background, you seriously can't get a more romantic song than that" Brooke then paused so Sam could take it all in before she carried on with her story, "then in the middle of the bed was a small box, I leant over and got it, when I opened it I swear there was the most beautiful diamond ring I have ever seen, it must have cost him a fortune, anyway I turned round to thank him and he was down on his knee and before he even got the question out I said yes."

"Woow… Brooke that's just… wow" Brooke savoured the moment, it wasn't often Sam was rendered speechless, she usually had some smart alec comment to everything. "You have him trained well in the art of romance don't you? How many times have you made him watch The Notebook now?" Sam responded after regaining some of her composure, she would never admit it to anyone but she thought that, that was beautiful. Brooke just laughed "I'm coming over on Saturday, you can show me your ring and Julian can be the girl I know he is and take me wedding dress shopping whilst informing me of all the plans for the wedding- like he frigging tried to in the middle of my lecture. He refused to get off the phone."

"Yeh he was pretty excited and I'm sorry you had to bear the brunt, chalk it down as one for the team. I love the guy deeply but I want to bask in the joy of the engagement before all the planning and stress" Brooke told Sam smiling "Anyway we'll see you Saturday, Love you" Brooke said down the phone.

"Love you too" Sam replied before hanging up the phone. Brooke smiled at the phone when she heard those three little words, Sam was her pride and joy. When she had first entered Brookes life as a foster daughter they hadn't gotten on that well and their relationship had been strained and pretty hard going, but when Sam had started opening up and letting Brooke in they had formed quite a close bond, one of mother and daughter despite the fact they were only eight years apart. Now four years later Sam was attending university, Yale, and Brooke couldn't be more proud of her. It had even been Sam's idea that Brooke adopt her which Brooke happily obliged, a small irony that wasn't lost on Brooke.

Brooke stared at the phone for a little while before she decided to get up, she put the phone down and walked into her bedroom looking in her walk in wardrobe for something she kept hidden behind all her clothes. She found the big book she was looking for she pulled it out and hugged it close to her body she could feel the tears prick her eyes just in the knowledge of what the book holds. She opened it and looked at the images glaring back at her. She had scrapbooked throughout her pregnancy, she had gotten the idea from Karen, who had, when she had come back from Italy scrapbooked the whole experience. Brooke had done it so she couldn't forget, and she only pulled it out once a year, it was too painful to do it more often. She had put everything in there, every sonogram and every photo Brooke had taken during the pregnancy, She had even put in the plane ticket to LA and the hospital wristband they had put on her when she went into labour, everything was in there. Brooke got to the last page and softly stroked the picture that was of Isabella alone. Her tears making a dull thump noise when they hit the thick paper.

"I hope your happy baby girl, I know we'll meet again someday…"

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Lucas walked through the door and threw his jacket on the couch. He had just had a rather eventful practise at Tree Hill High, a fight had broken out between two of the players over a cheerleader. He knew he should be mad, he certainly had punished the players but it reminded him too much of when he was a player in High School, the same one in fact and the arguments the guys would have over the girls. He and Nathan were in the beginning locked in a war over Haley and the way Nathan might be using and treating her, Peyton and how Lucas wanted her even though she was in the present and then past tense Nathans and finally Brooke and how Nathan was pissed at how he, Lucas had treated her. That felt like such a lifetime ago. So Lucas had been amused seeing the same thing going on 11 years from then.

He then spent a vigorous hour on the rivercourt with Skillz and Nathan who had finally reached his dream of being a NBA star a couple years ago. Going against Nathan had been fun if not slightly foolish considering what Nathan does for a living and his heart condition, but they had had fun with Jamie joining in near the end. Although now all Lucas wanted to do was to change out his smelly clothes which clung to his sweaty body and shower.

As he stepped into the shower he felt his body relax as the warm water droplets pelted at his body washing away all the dirt, grime and sweat. Lucas had always been a shower person he never understood what drew people to the idea of lying for hours on end in their own filth. A shower was quick clean and you didn't end up looking like a prune, anyway some of his best memories involved a shower and a certain brunette with sparkling green eyes, which is probably where his fondness for them stems from.

His shower is longer than he had originally anticipated, but the moment he steps out he feels clean and refreshed, ready to start work on his fourth novel.

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"Hoooney I'm hoomee" A voice called out as Lucas heard the front door open.

"In here" Lucas replied from his position in his study, staring at the computer all he had typed down was 'To my beautiful wife, mother, friends and family' and he had been trying to write for the last 2 hours. Lucas was suffering from a severe case of writers block, a fact that frustrated Lucas no end. Here he was 28 writing his fourth, hopefully, bestseller and all he could type down was his dedication. He suddenly had the urge to fling his laptop at the wall but restrained himself from doing so when he caught the shadow of a tall blonde woman at the entrance of the room. He looked up at her and greeted her with a cheeky grin as she came and sat on his desk, where she treated him to a kiss.

"You know I've always wanted to say Honey I'm home, but now I've done it well it didn't hold up to my expectations" She tells him with a mock upset look on her face.

"Maybe your coming home to the wrong honey?" Lucas suggested looking at her, his face holding a faux hurt look.

"Hmmm you know I think that must be it" She agreed before laughing, "Although seriously though there is no-one else I'd rather come home to. Mmm now I'm off to cook dinner. Good luck with the book" She told him placing another kiss on his lips. She then jumped down off the desk and headed out the room and into the kitchen to get their dinner started. This left Lucas to sit and stare at an almost blank screen, after a long while he gave up the good fight, and decided to go help his beautiful wife make the dinner. There is only so much staring you can do.

"Heey beautiful" Lucas said entering the kitchen where fragrant scents assaulted his senses and he wrapped his arms around her waist resting his head on her shoulder looking over it at the food that she was preparing.

"Heey there" She replied turning her face slightly so she could kiss the top of his head.

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It was nearly midnight when Julian returned to Brookes apartment, he almost silently unlocked the front door and practically tip toed inside so his wet sneakers wouldn't make a noise on the marble floors. He was sure that Brooke was asleep in bed so he started to walk to the bedroom they shared. He happened to glance across to the living room and saw Brooke asleep on thee couch, he smiled to himself she would soon be his and he couldn't wait. He tip toed over to where Brooke was so he wouldn't wake her and picked her up. As he did this Brooke mumbled something unintelligible and her eyes flickered for a moment, but she stayed sleeping. He noticed she was hugging a large scrapbook to her chest and when he lay her tenderly on the bed he kissed her forehead and tried to remove the book from her grip which was easier said then done. After a silent struggle against a surprisingly strong sleeping individual, Brookes eyes opened. She gifted a sleepy smile to Julian.

"Heey baby" She whispered to him still half asleep. "I thought you weren't coming back from LA until tomorrow."

"Ahh, I couldn't wait to come back to my beautiful fiancé." He replied with his trademark smirk.

"Sam told me all about your phone call" Julian laughed at that, he hadn't meant to get Sam in trouble and if he was perfectly honest her stressed voice had made the whole thing funnier. Anyway if he knew Sam as well as he thought he did he knew she probably had some kind of revenge already planned for him. "She's really excited" Brooke's voice was still groggy and her eyes were still closed, Julian went to pick the book out of her hands

"Nuh uh, I'll put it away" Brooke told him, slowly climbing out of bed, she put one hand to her head due to the headrush she acquired when she got out of bed. She stood swaying on the spot for a minute before she gained her balance and walked to her walk in closet closing the door behind her leaving Julian curious as to what it was the book held. He quickly stripped down to his boxers and climbed under the covers, there was no time to dwell not when he was so tired, and his eyes slowly shut.

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Brooke woke up and looked at the time, 08:03, she sighed time to get up and get ready. She gently raised Julians arm off her midriff, he stirred but then turned over and carried on sleeping, Brooke left a gentle kiss on his cheek and walked out her bedroom and strode towards the kitchen where she saw Rachel in a mans shirt leaning in on Coopers chest her head by his heart and arm around his back drinking a glass of water and Cooper with a bowl of cereal in his hand. Brooke had been surprised when she had learned the two had rekindled things, especially considering how things were left last time but they had both matured and had agreed to be friends at first which quickly led to more, and now Brooke couldn't imagine the two with anyone else.

"Morning slut" Rachel greeted as Brooke slowly made her way to the kitchen, her arms folded across her chest trying to stifle a yawn.

"Heey bitch" Brooke returned as she sat down at one of the stools in front of the bar that went around the actual kitchen pouring herself a glass of orange juice. Rachel broke free from Cooper and stood opposite Brooke by the tap and poured herself another glass of water.

"You two seriously have issues" Cooper told them raising his eyebrow which made Brooke and Rachel laugh.

There was a few moments of comfortable silence as they all ate their breakfast, not needing to say anything to eachother. This was how Julian found them when he stumbled out the bedroom, the palm of his hand rubbing his eye and with a bad case of bed hair.

"Ha, I think this is the perfect look for you to walk down the aisle with." Rachel said with a smirk, washing her plate in the sink, Julian just glared at her.

"When are you going to move out" Julian replied slightly harshly, he was not, no matter how much he might protest to the contrary, a morning person.

"Woah easy their tiger, as it happens Cooper and I found an apartment" Rachel told them, Cooper raised his eyebrow again, this was news to him, and Julian looked hopeful "Yes as a matter of fact we found an apartment nearby. Actually believe it or not its in the same building as this one, what a funny coinky dink. Infact I'll let you in on another interesting coincidence, it's on the same floor as this apartment. How funny and coincidental" Rachel said with an evil smirk, Cooper let out a small bark of laughter getting food everywhere and Julian just looked annoyed.

"Yeh what a funny coincidence considering this is the penthouse, there are no other apartments on this floor" He replied,

"Well fancy that." Rachel said, "I pay rent for half of this apartment unlike you, I share with Brooke not you. I'll move out when I want." She told him in a low voice, "Anyway its easier for work the two of us sharing the apartment considering how we're partners in B. Davis & R. Gattina" She emphasised her name.

After Brooke gave Clothes over Bro's to her mother, she called Rachel up, and after a good bitching session with their best friends Ben and Jerrys they decided to make their own fashion label that would be better than Victoria's. While Clothes over Bro's struggled without Brooke, BDRG grew from strength to strength to become one of the biggest labels in the industry. Something which Brooke was proud of, she got to show her mom she, Brooke was better, stronger person than her and after everything she had been through especially she had still managed to come out on top.

Brooke listened to Rachel and Julian arguing watching from the sidelines like Cooper. It was mainly a play thing, they usually got on well just not in the mornings. They were so focused on the arguing that they didn't hear the phone ring. Brooke sighed pushing herself away from the counter, getting off the chair and walked towards the hallway where she picked up the cordless.

"Hello Davis and Gattina residence, may I help you?" Brooke spoke down the phone, she quickly walked back into the kitchen and retook her seat.

"Hello, my name is Claire Gardner I'm the Van de Graffs lawyer" Brooke frowned into the phone, 'the Van de Graffs weren't they the couple who adopted Isabella? Why would their Lawyer call her?' She thought confused.

"There was a, well for want of a better word, an incident a couple of days ago, a Truck driver fell asleep at the wheel and crushed their car, with erm them in it" The lawyer continued slightly uncomfortably. Brookes expression was horrified which both Rachel and Julian noticed which consequently stopped their arguing, they stared at Brooke in silence wondering what was going on at the other end.

"What about Isabella?" Brooke asked tears forming in her eyes, if Isabella was gone she would never forgive herself.

"She wasn't there at the time, she was in school. She's staying with her grandparents at the moment" Claire informed Brooke who let out a sigh of relief. "Now the reason I called was because the Van de Graffs had recently changed their last will and testament, and put you down as the person who would take over as guardianship of Isabella should anything happen to them." Claire took a short pause to gather her thoughts "Now the funeral…" But the line had gone dead for Claire as Brooke had pulled the phone away from her ear and whilst she was staring at it trying to comprehend what she had just been told her grip had loosened on it and it had fallen to the ground.

a/n:. Ok wow, the response I got for this story was awesome! So thanks for that guys. I hope you enjoy this chapter, be a tad gentle I am feeling very under the weather, I've been close to up chucking a few times (not trying to gross you out here lol), but I wanted to do something (and the thought of revising made me feel worse) between all the naps I was taking soo yeh this was the result.

Oooh fun question who do you think Lucas is married to? Is it Deb? Bevin? Peyton? Lindsay? Haley? (although calling her tall and blonde is kinda stretching it) or a made up character? Have fun guessing, All will be revealed in the next chapter..

Oh and this will be Brucas eventually (unless you guys really strongly object) so don't be put off.

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