A/N: I'm babysitting again, my little baby brother and sister so I can write a little and boss my other two brothers around to do it. So here is the next chapter. It maybe the only one till I get home from my dad's on Sunday night, I'm babysitting again for like the third time on Saturday night so maybe another one there for both stories. Keep a look out and enjoy. –Denver

Nowhere Kids

Chapter Four

So a month has past with the girls moving in with them, it was a week away from the adoption being finalized. Things couldn't be better, except for Brooke having the stomach virus, so she says. But still things where perfect.

"Mommy," Taylor smiled walking into Lucas' and Brooke's bedroom with Lucas following her. "Daddy and me got you crackers. Daddy brought them and I put them on the plate."

"Well thank you honey." Brooke smiled running towards the bathroom.

"Taylor stay right here." Lucas said following Brooke to the bathroom. "Brooke it's okay."

"Lucas."

"Maybe you should go to the doctors Babe; you've been throwing up for the past two weeks. It can't be the stomach virus anymore." Lucas said.

"I'm fine Lucas, really."

"Mommy go to the doctors." Taylor quietly said. Her sisters where at school, and Lucas was home to find out more things about the 'evil dude'.

"I'm fine guys."

"Mommy you sick!" Taylor cried.

"I'll be fine."

"Just go to the doctors Brooke or I'll take you there myself." Lucas said, "Plus I already called for you. You have an appointment in thirty minutes."

"You're an evil one Lucas Scott."

"I know." Lucas laughed. "Now get dressed and go."

"We did it Daddy." Taylor smiled as Lucas carried her down the stairs.

"That we did honey." Lucas laughed as they sat on the couch.

"Daddy wiggles! I want the wiggles."

"What has Brooke done with you?"

"Nothing." Taylor laughed. "The wiggles are the best."

"Babe, they are evil."

"Fine, no wiggles." Taylor pouted.

"Okay." Lucas smiled. "Luke, you have to pick up Bethany and Hilarie."

"I always do anyway. Skills is coming over tonight. He found out some new things." Lucas reminded Brooke.

"He's my S-Dog." Taylor laughed.

"No more hanging out with Skills for you." Brooke smiled kissing Lucas on the cheek before walking out the front door with her keys in her hand.

"So what you want to do short stuff?"

"Park daddy."

"The Park it is."

"Dad finally." Hilarie pouted.

All the girls started to call Brooke and Lucas mom and dad. It just perfects their family even more.

"So Hil, but Taylor didn't wanted to leave." Lucas said staring back at Taylor who had fallen asleep in her buster seat.

"Daddy?" Bethany asked climbing into the car.

"Yes Bethany?"

"Can I sleep over my friend's house tonight?" Bethany asked with a smile.

"I don't know B. You know your mom's not feeling good today."

"She hasn't been feeling good for two weeks dad. Please?"

"We'll ask your mom when you get home."

"Grr!" Bethany pouted looking out the window. "She's going to say no still."

"Then ask her to have it over our house next weekend, cause Skills is coming over today."

"This stinks. I never can do anything."

"Stop complaining please?" Hilarie pouted.

"Go kill yourself." Bethany snickered back.

"Bethany stop it. Hilarie just keep to yourself if you don't like something."

"But dad." Hilarie pouted.

"Hilarie no pouting and Bethany no more complaining." Lucas said pulling into the driveway.

"Mom? "Bethany yelled running into the house.

"Bethany?" A voice said from on the couch across from Brooke.

"What the hell is she doing here?" Hilarie screamed.

"Hilarie be nice to me I am your mother."

"No, you have no right to be here." Hilarie cried running up the stairs.

"Hilarie!" Brooke yelled after her.

"Can I go after her?" The voice said.

"Mommy?" Taylor said walking over to Brooke.

"I'm your mommy Taylor."

"No your not." Taylor cried holding on to Brooke. "She's my mommy."

"Like hell she is. Come on girls you are coming home with me."

"You can't take them from us." Lucas yelled. "Bethany take Taylor upstairs."

"Okay, come on Tay-Tay." Bethany said taking Taylor's hand.

"I don't like you." Taylor snickered running off with Bethany.

"Why are you here, after three months?" Brooke asked.

"I want my kids back."

"Well too bad. I'm taking my kids and going and you can't stop me one bit."

"Yes I can, for what your so called new husband did to those girls."

"Girls pack a bag your coming with me!"

Okay so I have to go now. I have to put a kid to bed and stop a crying baby, Enjoy this. –Denver.