It's funny how Nathan's life works. The way things have happened. He didn't know why. Why it only happened to him.

Life it self made no sense to him. A lot of things made no sense to him, but the fact that he could get a chance to understand it was helpful. Life, never gave him the chance. He'd get used to it, than something will come up and throw him off again.

Who knew two words would toss him away? 'She's pregnant.' ever since Brooke said that, his mind has been clouded.

He paced the waiting room with his hands in his pockets, and his head down. He counted exactly how long he'd been here. 2 hours 33 minutes and 15 now 16 seconds. Every now and then he would look up at Jake holding Brooke in his arms, as Jenny sat on her lap. His gaze would break every time he'd hear foot steps. If a doctor or nurse would pass by he'd ask them anything on her.

His head been hurting ever since he got here. He'd been feeling a little sick since Brooke said she was pregnant. His eyes hurt from trying not crying in the ambulance ride over here. And his legs were starting to get tired.

He was totally stressing out. He really wanted to know if she was okay, he wanted to know what was wrong with her, and he was still trying to figure out who's the baby's father. Even though he had a thought, of who it may be. He sat down in the chair and put his head in his hands. He looked up at the clock, 2 hours 40 minutes and 24 seconds now. Sighing sadly he felt someone rub circles on his back. He peered through his hands and saw Brooke sitting by him.

"You okay?" She asked softly.

Nodding his head, "Yeah." He lied. "I'm just trying to figure out what's taking so long."

"Me too." She said staring ahead.

How come this was happening to the again. To Peyton again. It always seemed like life was going good, than something would come up and mess them up again. Nothing stayed good. It'd fluctuate, from decent to bad.

Everything had gotten bad since Lucas left her in the hotel room. Maybe it started after she slept with Nathan. One of the two. She and Lucas hadn't talk since that night. Nathan had forgotten about the night like promised, but she couldn't. So she tried to stop hanging around him so much. Which was hard since the two of them and Brooke and Jake always hung out together. So she made up excuses, saying she couldn't make it. Now the past week her excuses were actually true, she had been feeling sick.

She never would have expect that she'd be sick cause she's pregnant. Brooke had been the one to say something. She had cracked a joke saying "I haven't seen someone so sick, since I was pregnant with Jenny." Laughing. Than she stopped, "Holy crap you're pregnant."

Brooke was finally right about something. Peyton kinda wish she was wrong. She didn't want to be pregnant, at least not now. After she was out of college. Living in a house. A stable job. A husband. Nothing happened accordingly for Peyton, though.

"Anyone here for Ms. Peyton Sawyer?" The doctor asked. Nathan and Brooke jumped up. Jake stood up as quickly as he could with Jenny in his arms. They walked over there, and stood in front of the doctor.

"How is she?" Nathan asked quickly.

Smiling softly, "She's fine." They all sighed a sigh of relief. Brooke's mouth opened, but the doctor beat her too it. "As is the baby. She was a little dehydrated, and the stress which wasn't good for the baby caused her to pass out. Normally we wouldn't keep patients being so little dehydrated, but since she is pregnant I think it'd be best." Looking through her charts, "Is her father here?"

Shaking her head, "No. He isn't."

"Well I have some papers that need to be signed. Can either of you do that?"

"I will." Brooke said. "Can they go visit?"

Smiling, "Yes. One at a time though, if you can meet me at the nurses desk." They all said thank you as she walked away.

Jake walked up to Brooke, " I'm gonna come with you to the nurses desk." Turning to Nathan, "Why don't you go see Peyton?"

"Uh, yeah sure. I'll go." He said starting down the hallway.

Laughing lightly, "He has no idea he's the baby's father."

"You didn't either. I had to tell you." She said, as they walked over to the nurses desk.

Flashback

Peyton had just been rolled out on the stretcher with Nathan tagging along. Not once letting go of her hand. As soon as she was in the ambulance, Brooke and Jake ran to their car. He pulled off and followed behind it. Pulling out into the road Jake looked over at Brooke quickly and saw her head tilt back with her eyes closed. He reached over and grabbed her hand.

"She's gonna be fine." He said kissing her hand.

Looking at him, "I know." She said softly. "I'm worried about the baby.....and Nathan."

"He's gonna be okay too. If he knows one thing about Peyton Sawyer it's that she's a fighter."

Shaking her head, "It's not that."

Confused, "I don't get it than." Smiling a bit, "I get it she's his best friend. She's his ex-girlfriend. She's his-

"Baby's momma."

Caught of guard, he swerved the car a bit. "What?!" He yelled making Jenny cry a little.

Brooke shot him a glare, and looked back at Jenny. "Daddy's fine, honey. He's just being silly." Which made her laugh.

"Funny." He said sarcastically. "So when this happen?"

Looking at him, "The night after Lucas left her." He made an amused face. "I know. So not my P. Sawyer. But they had gotten drunk at the club and just did it."

"Wow." He sighed. "I really hope she's okay now. Or Nathan will lose one thing he loves. And another I'm sure he'll love once he finds out what's going on."

They pulled up to the hospital a little after the ambulance. They got in and asked what room she was in. But instead of being told her room, then were pointed the waiting room. They had ran through the halls to see Nathan pacing back and forth, only stopping to ask a doctor if they knew anything on her condition if they passed by. Nathan hadn't sat down since they had walked in here.

Nathan made it to Peyton's room, he knocked lightly on the door and stepped in. "Hey..." He said softly as he sat down in the seat beside her. Grabbing her hand, "How ya feeling?"

"I'm okay." Sighing, "A little shaken up though, I thought I lost the baby." She said tearfully.

Wiping her eyes, "Hey. Hey, don't cry. You're fine as is the baby." Standing up, "Scoot over." She did, and he laid in the bed beside her. She had her head on his chest and he had his arm wrapped around her protectively.

Kissing her forehead, "What were you gonna tell me before..... everything happened?"

"That I was pregnant." Looking up at him, "And you're the father.." She whispered.

Closing his eyes and tilting his head back he sighed softly, "I figured as much."

"You remembered?"

Smirking, "Who'd forget a night with Peyton Sawyer?" They laughed softly. "But yeah, I knew it was gonna be me. Cus I know you haven't slept with anyone else, and you didn't sleep with Luke."

A sob escaped her lips, "What's wrong?" He asked worriedly

"How are we gonna tell Lucas this...." She said crying.

Holding her tightly, "We'll figure that out later on." Kissing her cheek. "But for now I'm only concerned about you and our baby."

A/N I suck at updating I really do. Things got a little crazy on me. But I'm gonna try and update on a better basis. I'm starting the next chapter now. So I'll have it up sooner. But anyways, I hoped you enjoyed.