Author's note from Peyton: Hey guys, we need 15 reviews to post the next chapter. Muahahaha I know I am mean. I wanted to give a shout out to OTHangles congrats love you were our first reviewer :-) thus this chapter is dedicated to you. Also Haley you are a great friend to co-write with I hope to write many more stories with you. I also would like to thank Sir Mac he's my mom's computer from work he is a mac and the first mac that I fell for, normally I hate mac's but thanks to sir mac im looking into getting my own. Well readers enjoy and review love you all
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Chapter Two: Coming Home
Peyton's eyes widen in response to the girl's comment. She honestly didn't know what to think. Could this girl really be her baby? Peyton took in the girls features and sighed. Sam did look a little like Rick and herself. Peyton glanced at Haley who was standing there frozen in her spot.
"WHAT?" Haley exclaimed, not believing what the teen said.
"I said, I think that Peyton is my mom," Sam stated calmly feeling completely out of place.
Peyton steps forward.
"What's your name sweetie?" Peyton inquired.
"Samantha Elizabeth Walker," Samantha answered quickly.
Haley watched the scene play out and she couldn't help but think everything was completely not right with the situation.
"Does Rick know you're here?" Peyton demanded quickly.
"No he doesn't. Please don't be mad at me. I'm sorry I…I…I had to leave," Sam begged Peyton as she started to cry.
"Sweetie, I'm not mad," Peyton said as she drew Samantha into a hug. Peyton glanced at her girlfriend. "Haley, I will explain this all to you tonight. Will you please just meet me at home? I need some alone time with my daughter."
"Of course Peyton, why don't you guys get acquainted for dinner and I will have the guest room set up for Samantha," Haley says as she walked out.
-Satan's Hitchhiker-
Taylor was just getting home from cheer practice when Haley walked in.
"Tay, sit down we need to talk," Haley said, in her serious voice.
"Hales, you okay?" Taylor asked as she sat down.
"Yeah, fine. We are going to have company for awhile. I don't know for how long, but please be on the nice Taylor that I know you can be," Haley requested kindly.
"Company? Is Quinn coming?" Tay asked her eagerness clearly present in her voice.
"No Tay, Peyton's daughter Samantha is in town," Haley stated while frowning.
"What? Since when does Peyt have a kid?" Taylor exclaimed, totally confused.
"I don't know. She said she would tell us tonight, but she will probably be back late."
"Well let's set up the guest room for her. If she's Peyton's daughter then she is part of our family," Taylor stated firmly.
"Okay let's do it. You're right, Peyton's family is our family," Haley said hesitantly.
-Satan's Hitchhiker-
Nathan and Jamie were at the river court practicing for Jamie's big game that was coming up on the weekend.
"Dad, we need to have a serious talk," Jamie stated firmly.
"Okay, JimJam what's up?" Nathan replied while trying not to laugh at Jamie's serious face.
"I think we should turn the guest room in to an awesome room, for the baby I mean. Also it can be a surprise for Momma," Jamie said excitedly.
"That's a good idea James. We can do that tomorrow when your Momma is having girl's night at Peyton and Haley's house," Nathan stated.
"Awesome!" Jamie exclaimed.
Nathan takes the basketball and starts shooting around.
"Dad, how'd you hurt your back?"
Nathan stops what he is doing and turns to his son.
"It was an accident Jamie. When you were a baby, I got into a fight and was thrown into a window. Your momma was really upset with me, but couldn't feel my legs. I was in a wheelchair, but the moment that you called me dada was the moment that I knew I had to fix myself."
Jamie nods his head with a smile.
"You're not in a wheelchair anymore."
Nathan smiles and nods his head.
"That's right. I worked extra hard and got myself back into shape. Then I got my shot in the NBA. I played for awhile and then the doctor said that if I played anymore I would hurt myself to the point where I wouldn't be able to walk again. I didn't want that."
Jamie wraps his arms around his daddy's waist.
"I don't want that either."
-Satan's Hitchhiker-
"Samantha, what did Rick tell you about me?" Peyton asks with keen interest. She couldn't believe that her daughter was actually here.
"Rick, I mean dad said that you ran away when I was born. He said that you didn't want me and he had to fight tooth and nail to not abort me. I don't believe him though. I always wondered what your side of the story was," Samantha responded shyly.
"I'll tell you the truth, but first I want to warn you. It's not pleasant and I am not telling you to turn you against Rick. You came all this way and you deserve to know why you haven't had a mother in your life so far," Peyton stated.
Peyton told Samantha everything. She told Sam about leaving home and about Rick and the beatings. Then she told her about being in a coma and how she came to, only to find everyone gone. She told Sam about how she searched everywhere for Samantha and Rick. Both Samantha and Peyton were crying by the time Peyton finished her story.
"Samantha, I am assuming you don't plan on going back to Rick?" Peyton asked hesitantly. She didn't want her to leave at all.
"I never want to see him again, to be honest," Sam stated while looking at the ground.
"Would you like to live with me?" Peyton offered.
"I don't want to be a burden," Samantha responded.
"Nonsense, Samantha, you are my little girl, it would be a dream come true for me. I have wanted my baby back since the day I came out of the coma."
"Peyton, I have to ask you something, but please don't get mad," Sam stated while looking at the ground.
"Sweetie, you can ask me anything. I will never get mad at you for asking a question," Peyton stated truthfully.
"Am I, well can I, am I allowed to call you mom?" Sam asked while she looked into Peyton's eyes.
"Of course sweetie, I am your mom," Peyton stated while pulling Samantha in to a hug.
"Thanks…mom," Sam says as she hugged Peyton back.
"Not to go all parental on you, but I have a lawyer and he knows all about you. I hired him and a private investigator, when I had the money, to look for you. I also have already been to court about this. I just have to call him and he will get us some papers to sign. After that I will have full custody of you," Peyton informed Sam with a smile.
"Really? So, I never have to live with Rick again?"
"Yes. Is that all your stuff"
"Yes."
"Okay, then tomorrow my best friend Brooke and I will take you shopping and we can get everything you need. Clothes, laptop, posters for your new room stuff like that," Peyton told Samantha, while smiling.
"Thank you, but you don't have to," Sam replied.
"Honey, I have fifteen years of birthdays and Christmas' to make up for."
"Okay. If you really want to," Sam stated shyly.
"I insist. Now why don't we go back to our house and you can have a nice hot bath and meet my girlfriend and her sister."
-Satan's Hitchhiker-
Taylor and Haley had just finished setting up the guest room.
"Taylor, she only had a small ratty looking duffle bag and her clothes were all ratty," Haley sadly told her sister.
"I have an idea. Let's run out to the store. We can buy her nice PJ's and we can get her a new stuffed animal, maybe a band shirt and a whole outfit like Peyton would wear. You know, totally welcome her to the family," Taylor declared firmly.
"Yes, that's an awesome idea! Let's go do it," Haley said with smiles.
"Give me thirty minutes to shower and change?" Taylor stated before running up the stairs.
Haley pulled out her phone, as she sat down on the couch.
"Hello, Brooke speaking," Brooke says as she answered her phone.
"Brooke, its Haley. I am going to tell you something. You should probably sit down," Haley spat out.
"Haley, is everything okay," Brooke stated as she sat down at her kitchen table.
"Yes, well I think so…I don't know. Peyton's daughter showed up at the studio today."
"What? Peyton doesn't have a daughter."
-Satan's Hitchhiker-
"Honey, I'm home!" Peyton yelled as she walked into her home with Samantha. When she got no reply she looked at Sam. "I guess they went out for dinner. Speaking of which, how about pizza for dinner?"
"I love pizza!" Samantha said excitedly. Sam blushed as she realized how excited she sounded.
"What kind would you like?" Peyton inquired.
"I umm…I only had it once. I don't know what I like," Samantha stated as she looked down getting more embarrassed.
"That's okay, no need to be embarrassed. I will order lots of different kinds. I love leftover pizza more than fresh pizza."
"Okay. That sounds cool," Sam stated, still embarrassed.
"Would you like to have a nice bath while we wait for dinner to get here?" Peyton inquired.
"Yes please…but I umm…I don't know how to run my own bath. Dad would never let me," Samantha stated while staring at the floor yet again.
"Samantha, I lived with Rick remember. So I know how he is. I will teach you how to draw a bath. I will even add some bubble bath for you."
"Thanks Peyton…I mean mom. Sorry."
"It's okay sweetie. You don't need to say sorry and its okay, you don't have to call me mom, you can call me whatever you are comfortable with."
"Thanks mom," Samantha stated. "What are the house rules? I don't want to break them."
"Umm...You will need to follow the same rules as Taylor I guess. Curfew is ten on school nights and midnight on weekends. If you aren't going to be home for dinner, text or call me or Haley. I will buy you a phone tomorrow. No boys in your bedroom. Clean your room and clean up after yourself."
"That's all?" Samantha asked skeptically.
"That's all. Let's go draw you a bath," Peyton stated kindly.
-Satan's Hitchhiker-
A little while later, Hale and Taylor got home and spotted Peyton sitting in the living room.
"Hey Peyton. Where is the daughter?" Taylor asked.
"She is having a bath," Peyton calmly stated.
"Okay, we bought her some PJ's and a stuffed Bunny because bears are over done. Also, we got her a Peyton-esc outfit. We got her a band t-shirt. It's the cure!" Taylor said excitedly. Noticing the looks on the girl's faces and not wanting to be in the same room anymore, stated. "I am going to go introduce myself to the daughter."
Peyton and Haley both stated that, that was fine.
-Satan's Hitchhiker-
Taylor knocked on the bathroom door.
"Hello, can I come in?" Taylor asked through the door hoping for an answer.
"Umm…okay," Sam replied hesitantly once she saw that the bubbles covered her body.
Taylor opened the door and smiled at the girl in the tub.
"I am sorry to interrupt your bath. I just wanted to bring you the present that Hales and I got you. Oh I am Taylor by the way," Taylor informed with a smile.
"A present? I'm Samantha," Sam responded.
"We got you these new PJ's. We didn't know what color you liked so we went with black. Black is Peyton's favorite color. We also got you an outfit. You can look at it later. We also got you a stuffed bunny," Taylor replied completely ignoring how nervous Sam appeared. "I am going to let you finish your bath in peace, see you later."
"Umm…okay bye," Sam responded.
"No need to be nervous babe. You're safe here. You are with family," Taylor said before she left the bathroom.
-Satan's Hitchhiker-
"Peyton, I don't know why you didn't tell me about having a kid, BUT I love you so I will let you explain before I say anything else," Haley stated sharply.
Peyton nodded her head and took a breath. She knew she would eventually have to tell her story. It sucked, but she knew she had to tell her story.
"Haley, sit down. This is going to be a long story."
Haley simply sat down not saying anything; however she did take Peyton's hand into hers after she sat back down on the couch.
"When I was seventeen, I left home for LA, to get into the music business. I hitch hiked to get to LA. I know it was a dumb idea, but I just wanted to make my way in the world. Rick Walker was the guy who picked me up and he is also Samantha's father," Peyton looked at Haley with sad eyes. "The first few months were awesome. I was treated like a Goddess. Then he started beating me and using me for sex. I ended up pregnant, which made him happy, but he wanted a boy. Seven months into the pregnancy he found out I was having a girl. Rick flew off the handle and he ended up putting me into a coma. I was in a coma for two years."
Peyton wiped the tears off of her girls face.
"When I came to, I searched and searched for Samantha. I hired professionals, but I couldn't find her. Also, Sam will officially be in my permanent custody in three days," Peyton stated as she cried.
"Peyton, I get why you didn't tell me. I am not mad I am glad that you finally got your baby back. I just don't understand why you didn't tell me," Haley said as she pulled Peyton into a loving hug.
Taylor walked back into the room.
"Love birds, you are making me sick!" Taylor laughed.
"Shush girl," Peyton said as she pulled out of the hug to tackle Taylor and started tickling her.
Sam walked into the room and instantly felt jealous.
Why would Peyton need me? She already has a daughter.
"Peyt…I mean mom…I don't feel well. May I please go to bed," Sam requested.
Haley had watched the emotions play on Sam's face. Being that she was a teacher she's seen Sam's expression before.
"Sure sweetie, I will take you to your room," Peyton replied sweetly.
"Actually, Taylor will take you to your room. I need a quick word with Peyton. Then she will come tuck you in," Haley jumped in before Peyton could go anywhere.
"Come on Sammy," Taylor said as she started walking to the guest room upstairs.
"Okay," Sam stated sadly as she followed.
After the girls were out of earshot, Peyton turned to Haley with a confused expression on her face.
"You need to tell her that she won't lose you and that Taylor hasn't taken her place as your baby. I saw the look on her face Peyton. She looked jealous and heartbroken."
Peyton nodded then followed after the girls.
-Satan's Hitchhiker-
Samantha was lying under the covers holding onto the bunny when Peyton got to the bedroom.
"We need to talk," Peyton stated calmly as she lied down next to Sam. "Taylor is like a daughter to me. However, you are my own flesh and blood. I love you and no one will ever, ever take your place in my heart or life. You are mine. Nothing you ever say or do will change that. Do you understand me?"
"Yes. I understand you mommy," Samantha said while cuddling up to her mom.
"Good. I'm so happy baby," Peyton said with a smile.
"Mommy, I have never slept away from home before. Will you stay with me until I fall asleep," Sam requested softly.
"I will do one better. I will spend the whole night with you. Now shut your eyes and go to sleep baby. We can have the pizza tomorrow," Peyton stated as she started rubbing her daughter's back.
