Next installment, tell me what you guys think.


Two

Lucas made his way on Interstate 85, his foot glued on the gas pedal. He rummaged through the glove department… no luck, then the center console… not there either. Next, he looked up at the sun visor and finally found what he was searching for. It was the card that accompanied the mysterious package he received the other day. He turned the card over to its back and read the address to himself again, Peterson's Prints - 3015 Atlantic Ave Raleigh, NC 27604.

He figured this was the first clue in finding out the person behind this, the one who knew his little secret, which wasn't very little at all. He threw the card onto the dashboard and reverted his eyes back on the road. He caught a glimpse of the sign to his right, Raleigh 5 miles ahead.

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Peyton opened her locker looking for her English Lit book. All she could think about was where he was, was he ok, if he ever was coming back. She had grabbed the wrong book twice already as a result and this time made sure to concentrate for the needed two seconds to grab the right one.

Haley came walking down the hall and spotted Peyton, who seemed to be poking around her locker like a mad woman. She figured she would see what's up with the curly blonde when an arm from the middle of nowhere pulled her into the nearby classroom.

"What do you think you're doing tutor wife?!"

"Brooke, what the heck?" Haley answered rubbing her arm.

"Yeah, sorry about that. Anyways, you can't go over there." Brooke insisted.

"Why not? I know Lucas leaving is still a touch and go topic but…"

"Cause she's preggers. Duh…" Brooke responded sarcastically.

"Wait… what?" Haley asked shocked. "Does Lucas know?" She added concerned.

"No, but in nine months I'm sure he will."

Peyton stood at her locker grinning and shaking her head. "I can hear you guys…" She yelled out.

Brooke side stepped out of the dark room nonchalantly, dragging Haley out also. "Hey buddy."

All Peyton could do was laugh, "Come here." With that, the three left the hallway for class.

"So you find out who the father is yet?" Brooke smirked.

"Ha." Peyton answered mockingly punching Brooke's arm.

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Lucas parked his car in the front of the tiny store, it looked simple enough, just a normal small town print shop. He opened the door and the bell on top rang, somewhat startling him. He looked around the store but found nothing out of the ordinary.

"Can I help you?" The stocky man behind the counter finally asked.

"In fact yeah." Lucas answered walking up to the desk. "I got this card from someone and I guess they forget to write their name on it or something. I saw your address on the back, so figured you may have an idea." He continued handing the card to the man.

"The guy came by about a week ago, didn't catch his name though."

"You remember what he looked like, anything?" Lucas questioned trying to dig up something.

"Look mister, I got hundreds of people coming in and out of here daily. You can't expect me to remember each and every one of 'em." The man snapped back.

Lucas thought to himself, what's up this guy's ass. "Ok, well thanks anyways." He said about to leave for the door.

Before he moved what seemed about two or three feet, the man mentioned, "He did say something about contacting him at the Fairfield Inn if there was any problems."

Lucas turned back around to the guy behind the counter with a look of determination on his face, this was just the clue he needed. He thought maybe this would lead him one step closer in his search for the man in question.

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The girls had made their way to Karen's Café for an after school bite, seeing that they had a few hours to kill before the game.

"So you didn't tell him before he left?" Brooke inquired.

"Of course not, what was I suppose to say, 'O by the way Luke we're having a baby.' Somehow I don't think that would've gone very well." Peyton came back.

"Good point."

"Peyton, you gotta tell him." Haley chimed in.

"I know. I'll tell him when he comes back, I promise."

"Well, if he ever does come back." Brooke added.

Peyton and Haley glared at her as if she had just jinxed it or something.

"So what can I get you girls?" Deb asked smiling. Since Karen was going to be in the hospital almost indefinitely, Deb took it upon herself to run the café while she was gone. She had before, so it seemed like the logical thing to do.

"Hey Deb." The girls replied in unison.

The three gave her their orders and Deb disappeared into the back area to prepare them. She came back a few minutes later and handed the girls their plates.

After munching down their food, Haley announced, "I should get going. I wanna catch Nathan before the game."

Not to long after she left, Brooke and Peyton decided to head out also. "Casa de Sawyer?" Brooke suggested.

"Ok." Peyton agreed.

The two got up from their table, making their way to door. Before the girls were able to leave, Deb waved at them, "See you girls later." While looking in their direction, Deb noticed a slight bulge coming from Peyton's midsection. "You ok Peyton, you look a little… bloated." Deb asked knowing it couldn't have been what she was thinking.

The two girls looked at each other stuttering, not knowing what to say. "Uh…" Peyton answered.

"It's… it's just that time of the month." Brooke interrupted her trying to put on a smile.

"Forget I ever asked." Deb replied smiling back.

The girls quickly made their way out of the café realizing that was a close one.

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"Just make a left four lights down. It should be on your right hand side, you can't miss it." The man went on.

Lucas thanked the man and left the store in route for the Fairfield Inn. He hoped there would be something there, anything that would give him a hint as to who was behind all this. He started up his mustang and pulled out of the parking space following the directions the man gave him.

Back at the store, the man waited until he was sure Lucas had left and picked up the phone. "He fell for it, just like you said."

"Good work. Keep me informed if anything else comes up." The voice on the other end of the phone commanded.

"Yes sir."