Thanks for the reviews! :) I wasn't actually planning on continuing this story after the second chapter. I mainly just wanted to write Sam feeling bad that she was the reason Brooke couldn't go to California with Julian and taking action to bring them together. I don't have very many ideas to continue this, but a few people asked me to update so here goes. It probably won't be as good because I didn't really plan it ahead of time

Brooke took Julian's car to the grocery store and the liquor store. She wanted to cook dinner for Julian and Sam to celebrate the engagement and soon-to-be adoption.

Sam heard Brooke leave and poked her head out of her room. "Is the coast clear?"

Julian smirked. "She's not here. And I think you're safe even if she were here. Now that she's adopting you, I highly doubt she'll kill you. It'd look bad if you died on her watch."

Sam sat down on the couch beside Julian. He'd never seen Sam look this happy before. He was part of the reason she was happy and it warmed his heart.

"Congratulations. You got your happy ending," Sam said with a smile.

"You got yours as well," Julian replied.

Sam nodded. "I know." She smiled a little. "I didn't used to believe in happy endings."

Julian laughed. "I was always a hopeless romantic."

"You got the hopeless part right." Sam smirked.

"I got the girl, didn't I?" Julian asked with a cocky grin.

"With a lot of help. I hooked you guys up and got Brooke here," Sam pointed out.

"You did not hook us up," Julian said.

"Did to," Sam retorted. She smiled to herself as she remembered the day she'd talked to Julian in the café. She sauntered over and sat down across from him to tell him that he could help her. He said she could help him, too, and asked about Brooke even though he'd come to town to try to win Peyton back. Sam hadn't wanted to help him at first, but she gave in. Everything happens for a reason.

Julian was remembering that day as well. After he talked to Sam, he'd gone to Clothes Over Bros to talk to Brooke and found the brunette dancing to eighties music. He'd called her the priss from the Breakfast Club. He smirked. "She called me a stoner. Then you called, and she called me a pervert."

Sam raised her eyebrows. "So much for love at first sight."

"No, I think she hated me," Julian said with a grin.

"That makes two of us," Sam said.

"How did you guys meet?" Julian asked.

"I shoplifted from her and assaulted her," Sam replied with a totally straight face.

"I'd heard stories, but I didn't think they were true," Julian said.

"Oh, they're true," Brooke said.

Julian and Sam looked up and saw Brooke juggling shopping bags. They got up to help her carry the bags to the kitchen. Brooke promptly kicked them out of the kitchen so she could start dinner.

When dinner was ready, Brooke went into the living room to get Julian and Sam. Julian was sitting on the couch with his laptop. "Hey, where's Sam?"

Julian raised his eyebrows. "Didn't you send her to her room?"

"No, she sent herself to her room," Brooke said defensively. "I just told her she's not leaving the house ever again."

Brooke knocked on Sam's door and then opened it. "You can leave your room." Sam smiled a little. Brooke smirked and added, "You just can't leave the house."

"School's overrated anyway." Sam smirked.

"I could home school you," Brooke teased.

"In what? Fashion?" Sam retorted.

"Maybe I'll just send you to boarding school, Smartass," Brooke teased.

Sam smiled. "A few months ago that would have scared me."

Brooke smiled and sat down on the bed beside Sam. "I never thought you'd believe that my home was your home for as long as you wanted it to be. I'm glad you finally do." She laughed. "How many times did you think I was kicking you out?"

"There might have been a few times," Sam said.

There had been more than a few times. Sam had spent every day waiting for Brooke to kick her out just like every other foster family had. There had been two times in particular that Sam was sure she was a goner. When Sam had thrown a party in Brooke's store and ruined Peyton's wedding dress, she'd been absolutely shocked that Brooke didn't kick her out. Anyone else would have beat on her and then sent her packing with a black eye to remember them by. The other time Sam had been convinced her days with Brooke were numbered was when Social Services called Brooke to tell her a baby was available. Sam knew Brooke really wanted a baby.

Julian and Sam sat down at the kitchen table. Brooke served fresh fruit, a salad, a cheese plate and shrimp cocktail. She'd put a champagne bottle on ice. Julian popped the cork and poured two glasses.

"Can I have some?" Sam asked.

"Are you twenty-one?" Brooke smirked.

"Only when I have your ID," Sam retorted.

Brooke shot Sam a dirty look and handed the teen a glass of water.

When Brooke sat down, Julian held up his glass. "A toast to love stories that have happy endings." He locked eyes with Sam and the teen smiled. After they ate dinner Brooke brought a cardboard box of cupcakes out.

Julian, Brooke and Sam sat down in the living room to watch TV when they were finished eating. They felt like a family, which was what each of them had always wanted.

When Sam went to bed, Brooke moved closer to Julian and rested her head on his shoulder. Julian smiled contentedly at the woman in his arms. He felt like the luckiest guy in the world. "What would you say if I said I wanted to adopted Sam, too?" He murmured.

Brooke looked up in surprise. She didn't know why it never ceased to surprise her that Julian was so good to Sam. She supposed old habits were hard to break, and she was used to guys who operated like Owen. Julian had bent over backwards to prove he was different, just as Brooke had to do to prove that she was different to Sam. "Are you sure? Not all families are official. We're a family no matter what." Brooke said.

"I've never been more sure about anything in my life," Julian replied.

Brooke smiled. "OK. We can talk to her tomorrow, or you can talk to her alone."

"I think I should talk to her alone," Julian replied. He flashed a perfect smile. "But there are other things I don't like to do alone." Brooke raised her eyebrows. Julian kissed Brooke.

"Let's take this into the bedroom. I can help you with…things," Brooke said.