A/N: Thanks again to all who reviewed. All your reviews were awesome.

TrueLoveAlwaysLP: Thanks for pointing out that slip. Nathan did not receive a call from NBA and was suspended from C.C. which is why Lucas is considering for the assistant position.

Tell Her About It by Billy Joel

A few days had gone by since he had talked to Skills. He had not yet told Peyton anything about Charlotte despite the fact that his two weeks were to end in two days.

"Hey, Luke. Breakfast is done." Peyton called from the kitchen.

"One minute." He yelled back. He ran a hand through his short hair knowing it was today or never.

"You took so long this morning, meeting someone today?" she asked as she placed another plate of pancakes on the table while carrying Sawyer with her other hand.

He walked towards her pulling both her and Sawyer in for a hug and a kiss to both their foreheads. "Uh huh, a really, gorgeous girl."

"Oh really?"

"Yeah." He answered taking Sawyer from her mother and placing her in her high chair next to him.

"Good for her." She said enjoying the banter.

They both settled into their daily routine of breakfast together and talking about the goings on in their lives. They had both agreed that Peyton should take a break to look after their daughter and Lucas would gladly watch her if Peyton needed to run errands or go into the studio.

After breakfast, Lucas cleared the dishes while Peyton went to change Sawyer's diaper, feed her and get her to sleep as she had woken up unusually early that morning.

Luke was so lost in thought; he didn't hear the kitchen door open. Brooke slid in and sat down.

"Morning Broody, where's your family?"

"Oh God, Brooke…" Lucas jumped a foot and turned sharply. "Seriously, when will you learn to knock like a normal person?"

"When you start locking your doors." She replied shrugging her shoulders. "Which I hope you'll start soon as I don't want to loose my baby Brooke to a psycho."

Peyton came in to the kitchen as Brooke was finishing her sentence. "Why are you losing baby Brooke to a psycho, I thought it was to the Bitchtoria?"

"No, I meant loosing your baby Brooke to a psycho like crazy Nanny Carrie. Keep up P. Scott, you are in serious need of some real company aside from broody here or that sweet little baby, you are dulling up. How is she by the way?"

Lucas feigned pain holding his hand over his heart. Peyton slapped his arm playfully laughing. "She is fine but I can't wait till she starts sleeping well. I mean, this morning she woke up at five and didn't go back to sleep."

Brooke broke into a laugh. "Do you remember when you were so mad at me cause Angie kept you up at night. Gotta love karma"

"Hey, Angie cried all the time, my daughter doesn't."

Lucas looked between the two best friends. "Alright you two," Lucas said holding back a chuckle, as he stood near the door, "I will leave you to catch up." Whatever was on his mind would have to wait till later that evening. The two had not spent much time together after Sawyers birth and if they were going to move to Charlotte, then Peyton deserved to spend quality time with her best friend.

He made his way over to where Peyton was standing, holding her face between his hands and kissed her. "I will come by later to check on you, need anything?"

"No," She said shaking her head looking up to him.

"Ok, see you later." He said kissing her forehead and moved to the door. "Later Brooke."

"Bye Broody." Brooke replied craning her neck from the magazine she had found on the kitchen table.

Once the girls heard the Mustang pull away, Brooke jumped up excitedly. "Okay, P. Spill."

Peyton sighed. Of course, no one got more excited on some matters more than Brooke Davis. "Bro…oke, you are not supposed to get excited about this. You are supposed to help me out. And don't by any chance be expecting me to tell you everything in detail."

"Aahhh fine." Brooke stomped her foot down. "I don't get why people have to be so cryptic about this. I let you in on everything in my life."

"Okay, tell you what. I will give you all the details tomorrow. How's that? And move your ass, we don't have the whole day."

The girls had spent the morning working on their mystery business and luckily Sawyer slept on peacefully. Brooke had provided all the necessary help that Peyton needed and all was left was the final touch which of course would be later. Peyton now sat on the living room couch with her feet propped up on the table working on her computer. She typed away quickly as she still had two more emails to get through as Sawyer was due wake up any moment now. The house phone in the kitchen started ringing.

Cursing loudly, she made her way to the kitchen to answer it.

"Scott residence." She almost laughed, that sounded like something only Haley could say.

"Hi, can I please speak to Lucas Scott."

"He is not in at the moment, I'm his wife. Who I'm I speaking to?"

"My name is Bobby, Head Coach of the Charleston Chiefs."

"Oh. Lucas' not in but you can leave a message or maybe try his cell phone."

"I tried and he wasn't picking up. Anyway, you can tell him that I was calling to remind him his two weeks are almost over and he should call me ASAP. There are two other people short listed for the position and if he doesn't call, he will be considered out"

"What position, where?"

"The assistant coaching position with the Charleston Chiefs."

"Oh." Was all Peyton could muster to say. "Thanks for calling. I will inform him." She hanged up not waiting for the caller to do so first. She stood transfixed all the time wondering why Lucas had not mentioned anything about this. Maybe he was not considering taking the position but still he should have mentioned it. That's what married people do, they share everything. Sharing was nothing new between them; they had done it even before they were a couple. She was broken from her reverie by cries coming from Sawyers room.

When Lucas got home, he found her in the nursery rocking in the white chair with Sawyer asleep in her arms. He stood in the doorway to the nursery and the moment he set his eyes on her face, he knew something was wrong.

"Hey, what's up?" he said softly while moving to kneel beside the chair.

She stood up cautiously to avoid waking Sawyer and placed her in her crib not once looking at him. She turned on the monitor and turned to leave which perplexed Lucas all the more. Once the door to the nursery was silently closed, she turned to him. "You got a call from the Head Coach of Charleston Chiefs. You are supposed to call him back about the position they offered you which apparently, you forgot to mention to your wife."

Lucas grimaced and reached out his hands to hold her but she pulled away. "I'm sorry Peyton." He started but she was already walking towards the kitchen. "This is not the way I wanted you to find out." He continued following her form to the kitchen. "I've been meaning to tell you about this for a while but every time, something gets in the way and I don't."

"Oh, I don't buy that for a second. You could have, I don't know… woken me up in the middle of the night for all I care. You just made a choice of not telling me." She said while furiously reaching to open the cabinet where they kept glasses. Lucas was almost willing for her to close it, knowing her tendency to throw things when angry.

"Peyton, will you please sit down and let me explain everything to you." He said motioning to the chair but she did not bulge.

"Now what, you taking the job? And if you do, will you be going back and forth like Nathan did or you expect us to move to Charleston? Huh?" she said glaring at him which was making matters worse for him as she was now holding a glass in her hand.

"Seriously Peyton, before you get ahead of yourself here, I didn't tell you about it because I knew that the minute I told you, your martyr complex will take over before you think everything through." he moved closer and took the glass that was in her hand and set it on the counter.

She stared at him incredulously. "Unbelievable." She threw her hands up moving away from him once again. "So, you did not tell me because you assumed that I would go along with whatever you decided? And don't get me wrong, you know I would support you no matter what."

"I know that," he said closing the distance between them once again. "I wanted to be sure that this is what I wanted before I told you because I know you Peyt, you would insist…."

"Just stop." Her tone was sharp, almost like it was, that night in her office when they had kissed. "Lucas, we got separated for three awful years because of assumptions. We are adults now, we have Sawyer, and we have responsibilities. You'd think that we should be better people after what we've both been through but here we are…" she trailed off sadly.

Silence engulfed them almost swallowing them up. Lucas opened his mouth several times only to shut it. He wanted to reason, to talk but there was no way this was going to happen with Peyton so angry. He just couldn't understand why she was so angry at something he had not told her. There had to be more to it and knowing Peyton, he had to give her time for her to spill. Pushing her would only make it worse.

She pulled her arms around her, a habit she had acquired when she closed off people. "I need to take a walk." She said as she crossed over to the door where she stopped and turned towards him. "There's some milk in the fridge if she wakes up. Make sure you warm it up properly." She said as she opened the door closing it behind her.

"Damn it." He cursed loudly. Why hadn't he said anything, he was supposed to be a genius with words, a best-selling author for crying out loud. He also felt stupid for not stopping her from running something she was good at. They were both at fault, well, mostly him for the things unsaid and for everything.

On the other side of the door, Peyton was standing having failed to muster the strength to walk away. It just didn't feel right anymore to run. She loved Lucas with all her heart and they had been through so much together. She owed it to him to hear him out and for him to hear her out too. She turned back and opened the door leading to the kitchen and saw Luke standing in the same position she had left him.

"We've always had this great connection where we didn't need words. I don't know…maybe it's me but sometimes I feel like that connection is slipping away." Lucas opened his mouth to speak but she lifted her hand signaling him that she was not finished. She closed the door and moved to stand with her back to the counter "It's just that... I feel like I'm in the dark sometimes with you and I know things were bound to change once Sawyer was born but....I mean, Luke, we have made love five times since Sawyer was born, five times Lucas."

"Peyton…" he started but stopped himself as he was lost on what to say because she was right.

She hesitated for a moment and her eyes grew damp. Then she turned and faced the sink. "I don't know if I disgust you by the left over weight from the pregnancy or there is something else that you are not te…."

He moved swiftly and held both her shoulders turning her to face him not letting her finish her words. "Peyton, you know that's not true. I couldn't care how much you weigh, you could be 300 pounds and I would still be very much in love with you. You know that."

She shrugged his hands of her shoulders. "I would know only if you would tell me. But you don't, so I have no choice but to assume."

Lucas bit his lip struggling to find the right words. He stepped in front of her and embraced her shoulders but she moved away from him again. He was trying his best to keep his frustration at bay but she was being overly stubborn.

"Peyton, I'm so so sorry. I'm sorry for everything." He began. "I am sorry for not telling you about the offer, sorry for everything else." As much as he was tempted to move closer to her again, he kept his distance. "You always seem so tired to do that… you know… after taking care of Sawyer for the whole day but I promise, it's nothing you have to worry about." He looked at her with puppy dog eyes and a lopsided grin that he knew she would fall for. "Hell, you got me to sleep with you in my mum's bed. I love you and I'm going to make this better. I promise." He finished as he made his way slowly towards her.

As soon as his words were out, her expression softened and every urge that was in her to fight, left her. "I know Luke, I'm sorry too." She reached up, framing his face with her hands. "But we need to be talking more Lucas, we can't afford to be the people we were, we are better than that and we owe it to ourselves and to Sawyer."

He felt relief wash over him and there was no way he couldn't not kiss her at that moment. So, he leant down and took her lips in his and kissed her. The kiss was getting deeper and deeper and Peyton knew that if she didn't stop things at that moment, there would have been no talking so she pulled back and stared deeply in his eyes. "Okay, that was mind blowing but we do really need to talk." she added as she pulled him to sit.

"But I like this kind of talking, you know, with your lips around mine." He protested.

"I know but we have to do this. Besides, the sooner we finish the earlier we can get onto other things and you have no idea what this evening holds for you Scott. All I can tell you is that Brooke is taking Sawyer for a few hours so we have the house to ourselves."

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Oh if you for one second think that their bedroom issues are solved, boy are you wrong!! Also, as I was writing, I noticed that Peyton seemed a little OOC but that's how the chapter wrote itself. Let me know in your reviews.

The next chapter: Whatever Gets You Through The Night