Once Lucas and Brooke came back in the Naley living room, they decided to keep the past conversation behind them.

Haley was the first one who spoke up when they returned, "Hey, are you guys done fighting?"

Brooke answered her before Lucas did, "We sorted some things out."

Amber raised an eyebrow and asked confused, "How do you two know each other anyways?"

Brooke could feel her face beginning to become pale. Nathan and Haley were fidgeting. Lucas told Amber, "We knew each other in high school. We were…." He tried to search for the right word to say, "friends."

Amber kinked her eyebrow in suspicion, "Huh, interesting. Were you by any chance a basketball player?"

Lucas was surprised by that question, "Yeah, I was."

Amber nodded her head, "I'm not one for playing basketball; I cheer."

He smiled, "Like your mother."

"Exactly," she said nodding.

Nathan and Haley were still fidgeting. Amber noticed this and her mother recovering from her sickening appearance. She wasn't dumb, and she read way too many Nancy Drew novels to know that something was up. She cleverly thought up a plan to get both her mother and her Aunt Haley to tell her the truth. She started coughing and her Aunt Haley immediately asked, "Are you okay? That sounds bad. Do you need a cough drop?"

Amber stopped fake-coughing and acted sick, "I really haven't been feeling all that well. Do you have any soda or medicine?"

Haley nodded, "Of course."

The three girls got up to go into the kitchen. Amber started fake-coughing and walking into the kitchen while they closed the kitchen doors. The minute they closed she immediately stopped put her hands on her hips and asked, "So tell me really what's up."

"I thought you said you were sick," Haley said.

"Yeah, well, I lied, and it seems I'm not the only one who did," she said seriously looking at both her Aunt Haley and her mother.

"I don't know what you're talking about," Brooke said innocently.

Amber rolled her eyes, "Cut the crap, mom. I know something's up, and you can guarantee that when I find out, I'll blame you for not telling me."

Brooke looked at Haley to tell her the truth. Haley said, "I'm not the one who's lying here."

Amber sighed, "If you aren't going to tell me, can I ask you a question?"

Brooke nodded her head, "Sure, go ahead."

"Is Lucas my father?" Amber asked like a sad little girl.

OTHOTHOTH

Brooke's mouth dropped and Haley was shocked.

"Wh-what?" Brooke asked.

"Is Lucas my father?" Amber reiterated.

"How did you find out?" Haley asked curious.

"Well…." Amber started, "I was cleaning the apartment, well, because we've never cleaned it since we moved in. While I was going through some stuff, I ran into my mother's old diaries from high school. They mentioned a boy named Lucas….a lot."

"And did that give you the notion that Lucas was your father?" Brooke asked.

Amber shrugged and said, "That or he has the SAME exact eyes as I do."

There was an awkward silence as Brooke started to tear up a little. She couldn't lie to her daughter, "Lucas is your father."

Amber was shocked. She felt like she was going to cry. How could her mother keep this from her? She was so angry with her mother. She was never angry with her mother. All she could do was ask quietly, "Why did you not tell me sooner?"

"I-I," Brooke said while tears were falling from her face. Amber was furious with her, "I didn't think I'd see him ever again and I was trying to protect you."

"From what?" Amber hissed.

"From him breaking your heart," Brooke said.

"How could that break my heart?" Amber asked confused.

"I know you, that's why," Brooke said, "I know you'd try to contact him and you'd find him and he'd be back in your life, then he'd leave."

"You don't know that, mom," Amber said bitterly. "I think you are talking about what he did to you. I think that you were scared for him to reappear in your life, and then leave. That's not fair to me or frankly, to you."

Brooke looked at Haley for help. Haley just put her hands up and said, "I'm on her side with this one."

Brooke wiped some tears from her face. She realized, her daughter was right, and she hated it, "I hate that you're right."

Amber sighed in relief. She wasn't that angry anymore, "I'm always right."

Brooke laughed and finished wiping the tears from her face, "I feel like the child and that you are the adult. I hate that my child acts more mature than I do."

"I have my moments," Amber said smiling a little.

Haley smiled and said, "I'm glad that's resolved. Now the question is: are you going to tell Lucas?"

Brooke looked shocked. Amber took the words out of her mouth, "Well, she can't exactly be like, 'hey, Lucas, I'm back in town. By the way, you have fifteen year old daughter'."

Brooke tried not to laugh at Amber's sarcasm, "She has a point."

Haley sighed, "Well, he needs to know. I mean, if you just explain the situation, he shouldn't be that mad."

"Maybe or maybe he'd just hate me," Brooke said.

Haley got a brilliant idea in her head, "What if Nathan and I go to a movie or somewhere, and James and Amber head to the Rivercourt, and we'll just come back when you guys are done talking."

"Talking or screaming at one another until one of their voices goes out," Amber said sarcastically.

"I'd put my money on the second one," Brooke commented.

"How 'bout it?" Haley said ignoring their banter.

Brooke took a deep breath, "Okay, just, Tutor girl, if there is broken lamps or other valuables, I just want you to know is that you are my best friend and my credit card is in my purse."

Haley thought for a second, "Thanks for the warning."

"Mom, just remember no matter what happens, it's still us against the world," Amber told her mother.

Brooke smiled, "Thanks for the reassurance."

Haley and Amber then led Brooke out into the living room to face one of her worst nightmares, telling Lucas that he had a child she kept from him.

OTHOTHOTH

Haley announced to the room, "Okay, here's the deal, Nathan and I are going to a movie while Amber and James are going to the Rivercourt." Haley then proceeded to put a vase in a cabinet and lock it.

Lucas gave Haley a confused look then looked at Brooke who was looking at the floor. He knew something was coming up.

While everyone Amber, James and Nathan walked out the door Haley told the two, "You guys need to talk."

Brooke watched Haley leave when Lucas said with a small laugh, "That doesn't sound good."

Brooke shrugged as she sat across from him, "It's not really, it depends on how you look on it."

"Look on what?" He asked. She started to cry a little, she felt incredibly guilty. He got up from his seat and sat next to her to start comforting her, "What's wrong?"

She started to cry harder, he had his arms wrapped around her. That was going to end when he found out. It felt so incredibly safe having his arms around her. She took his hands off of her, "Lucas, I need to tell you something."

He recoiled and looked at her concerned, "Yes?"

She took a deep sigh and wiped a few tears from her face, "Amber is your daughter."

He didn't say anything, he just looked shocked. He thought he was hearing things, "What?"

She sighed again, "Amber is your daughter, and yes, I'm positive about that."

He went from shocked to infuriated, "How could you, Brooke?"

She spoke quietly and remorseful, "I didn't find out until four months until I arrived in New York City."

FLASHBACK

Brooke had been eating a lot lately, more than normal. She ate everything that was in her refrigerator in a week. She went inside her room and looked at herself in the full length mirror. She had gained a lot of weight too. She shrugged it off thinking it was because she was eating too much.

She went in the living room again and had a thought. What if she wasn't just getting fat? She ate a lot before, and never gained weight. What made this different? She looked through the phone book and dialed a clinic doctor. She made an appointment for the next day.

The next day, she sat in the doctor's office patiently waiting for the results. It was taking hours. She looked at the poster on the wall. It was a poster of how a baby formed inside a stomach a woman. She couldn't handle being pregnant. She couldn't be. It would be too much work. If she was pregnant, she'd have to be doing online courses for high school, in addition to design school, and a paying job. She'd have to put the internship on hold. She'd have to post-pone her life completely. She refused to do that.

At that moment, the doctor came in, "Miss Davis?"

Brooke nodded. He continued, "We have your results back."

"And?" Brooke asked hoping that she wasn't.

"You're pregnant," he said simply.

Brooke's mouth flew open. Goodbye internship.

END FLASHBACK

Lucas was pacing back and forth, "So what? You couldn't pick up a phone and inform me that I have a daughter? That stopped you?"

Brooke shook her head, "I didn't want to ruin your life."

"Brooke, I would be there, no matter what," his voice grew quiet.

She nodded her head, "I know that, I just didn't think about that at the time."

He sat down next to her and remained deep in thought. She was nervous. She didn't know if he was mad, or not. It was bugging her to no end. He finally spoke up, "So I have a daughter?"

She nodded her head, "Yes, you do."

He gave a laugh, "I am so stupid."

She kinked her eyebrows, "How do you figure?"

"The minute I met her, I noticed she had the same eyes as I did," Lucas told her.

Brooke gave a small smile, "So did she."

He asked, "She knows?"

She nodded her head, "She just found out. She's a lot smarter than most people think, including me."

"Really?" he asked interested. "What else does she like to do?"

She smiled, they were getting along. Brooke thought it was because of their daughter, but Amber only made it easier to get along, "She likes to cheer, shop and party."

"She's 100 Davis girl?" He asked happy that they were getting along.

She shook her head, "No, not entirely. She likes to read, a lot. She's also incredibly smart."

"There is evidence of me being her father," Lucas said jokingly. She playfully and lightly pushed him.

"Oh, I forgot to tell you about her most endearing quality," Brooke started to inform him, "She gets incredibly moody, just like you."

He laughed and she smiled. He stopped laughing when he realized, "What are we going to do?"

"About what?" she asked.

"How is she going to see both of her parents? You live in New York City and I live here," he informed her.

She hadn't thought of that, "Oh, right. The location issue."

He nodded while she thought of a plan. She couldn't just leave the life she grew to love, but sometimes, she needed to sacrifice what she loved, "I can move here."

"What? No, I'll move up to New York City, it's not a big deal. I mean, Amber has her school up there and you have your designs and whole life there. You can't move," he said.

She shook her head, "No, its okay. It would be way too much to ask you to pack up and move since I kept you in the dark for fifteen years. Amber can go to Tree Hill High."

"What about you?" Lucas asked.

"I don't know. I'll figure out something," Brooke said.

Lucas nodded; he didn't want to get in another fight. She then said, "Shoot, where is Amber going to stay while I go back up to get our stuff and sort things out."

He shrugged, "She can stay with me. I mean, I am her father. I should get to know her."

She was hesitant, "I don't know. She's never been gone before, for more than three days."

"Then it's about time, don't you think?" he asked.

She nodded, "You're right. I hate that you and her are always right. It's some sort of gene."

He laughed, and she smiled. She then realized, "Oh my God, I have to find a house, or apartment, I have to enroll Amber at Tree Hill High, and I have to figure out what I'm going to do for a job here."

He calmed her down, "Brooke, relax. I can enroll Amber, you'll find out what you're going to do, and you can live with me."

She raised an eyebrow, "I don't know."

He shook his head, "Not like that, Brooke. I have two extra rooms in my house, one for her and one for you."

She thought about it for a second, "Okay, fine, but just until I find a job."

"Good," he then looked at the clock, "So where is our daughter anyways?"

OTHOTHOTH

James and Amber walked to the Rivercourt. They got along well, like brother and sister.

"Okay, so my uncle is your father," James asked for clarification.

Amber nodded, "Yes, so technically, when I was calling your parents aunt and uncle, I was biologically related to them."

He was silent for a moment until saying, "Wow, I guess Tree Hill is just one big family tree."

Amber snickered, "It wouldn't be Tree Hill if everyone wasn't related."

He chuckled. They reached the Rivercourt and Amber saw some of the Tree Hill Ravens practicing. James was one of the only freshmen on the team. There was one other freshman. He was as good as his father was. He introduced some of his teammates to her. She sat down on the bleachers to watch them practice. She couldn't stop thinking of one of the guys he introduced her to. It was James's friend Ethan.

FLASHBACK

"Hey, Ethan," James called his friend over. Ethan missed the jump shot.

Ethan walked over, "Hey."

"Hey, this is my cousin, Amber," James introduced her.

He looked over to her, "Nice poncho."

Amber tugged a little on the poncho her Aunt Haley gave her. She told her it had fit her in high school, and she liked it.

"Nice jump shot," she said sarcastically.

END FLASHBACK

Amber concluded that he was the most arrogant, full-of-himself, ass she had met. She thought back and remembered that she had briefly met him when she was visiting James when they were in 7th grade. He was just as insufferable as she remembered.