Chapter 4

"Honey, why don't you put your coat down? Here, let me take it." Brooke gestured, coming in the foyer of Nathan and Haley's house, holding her hand out to soon feel the jacket reach into it.

Babe.

"Mommy?" She heard Rachel say, and she looked up to find her good friend looking completely nauseous at the kitchen table.

"Kids, can you go upstairs please? Watch some TV. I'll come and tuck you in soon. Mommy and I." Brooke said quickly, not wanting the kids to see their mom in so much pain.

"But, It's Mommy." Rachel said.

Baby, baby, I'm gonna leave you.

"Go upstairs you two." She said firmly. It shocked her, being so mother-like.

"Okay." Rachel grunted, and she and her brother slowly made their way up the long stairs.

I said baby, You know I'm gonna leave you.

Brooke watched them until she heard their bedroom door shut, and looked at Haley with sadness.

I'll leave you in the summertime.

Haley tried to look up at her weakly, but couldn't and put her head back down, where her face was inching to the front of the table.

I'll leave you when the summertime come a rollin.

"Honey," Brooke said in a very sorry-like voice. "You should get some rest."

Leave you when the summer comes along.

"Brooke," Haley said quietly. "What's happening to me?" She said sadly.

Babe. Babe. Babe. Babe. I don't wanna leave you.

"Well.. you have cancer, Haley." She said, tears forming in her beautiful eyes.

I ain't jokin, woman, I've got to ramble.

"No. I mean what's happening to me?"

Oh yeah, baby, baby, I'm won't be there.

Brooke looked up at her, looking confused.

Really got to ramble.

"I left my family and my husband because I loved them," She said in disbelief.

I can hear it callin' me the way it used to.

"I've been shutting out love.. when that was the only thing keeping me going. The only thing I needed, Brooke," She said, and she looked at her friend as tears poured down her face.

I can hear it callin me back home.

"So what kind of person does that make me?"

I know, I never leave you, baby.

"Hal-"

But I've got to go away from this place, I've got to quit you.

"I'm dying, Brooke," She said sadly and she cried. "I'm dying and there's nothing I can do about it."

Ooh, Baby.

She watched as Brooke ran over to her and put her arms around her. She accepted them, and together they cried in each others arms, trying not to think about what may come for them.

"You can get through this, Haley. I just know it. It's you."

Baby, don't you hear it callin?

I know, I know, it's good to have you back again.

And I know that one day, baby, it's really gonna grow, yes it is.

We gonna go walkin through the park everyday.

Hear what I say, everyday.

Baby, it's really growin, you make me feel happy when the skies are gray.

But, know I've got to go away.

Baby, Baby, Baby, Baby.

That's when it's call in me.

That's when it's callin me back home.

"Mommy!!!" The little girl said, skipping as her brown hair covered her cute little face and ran to the door where her mother just entered.

"Hey baby. How was your day, sweetie?"

"It was good. I drew a picture!" She said excitingly and Brooke gasped playfully.

"Really? Can I see it?"

"I gave it to Jackie, Mommy!" She said, referring to her babysitter.

"Well, where did Jackie put it?" She exclaimed, putting her hand on her daughter's back.

"Jackie put it in the kitchen! Come Mommy, Come!" She squealed, her excitement bouncing off of her. She took Brooke's hand and leaded her to the chestnut colored table scattered with different colored crayons, mostly pink and blue.

Brooke grinned, looking at the tree painted in pick and red. Well those weren't the colors, but seeing her daughter draw anything was the most beautiful thing she's seen today.

Brooke awoke with a smile on her face, longing for that to come.

24 weeks never seemed this long.

"So you really wanna do this? You really want to adopt this kid?" Peyton asked him.

"Yeah. I do."

"It's really huge, you know that Luke."

"I know. That's why I want to do it," He said, holding her hand. "I see all these people, and it's as if they're just waiting for their lives to start, like it's going to just come to them. That's not how it is. We make our lives, so why not take the big step?"

"I agree, Luke." She said, squeezing his hand.

2 months later

"Chase!!" Brooke yelled as she stared into the mirror, looking sideways at her belly.

Chase ran over to Brooke, and he stepped into the bathroom. "What?"

"I look so fat!" She blurted out, leaving Chase laughing.

"What is wrong with you?!" She said, punching his arm playfully as she laughed.

"Honey, you are 5 months pregnant. What do you expect?"

"I didn't expect to be showing this much!" She yelled at him, taking another look at the mirror.

"Yell for me when something serious is going on with the baby." He laughed, turning back out of the bathroom.

"What kind of husband are you?!" Brooke laughed but groaned and angrily turned back to the mirror, looking from the front and then sideways again.

Haley sighed as she put on her wig, covering her head. Damn Chemo.

"How are you, Haley?" Nate asked, coming into their bedroom.

"Really nauseous," She said, looking up at him as she adjusted the wig. Everyday she had been throwing up because of the chemo.

"Are you going to tell the kids?"

"There's no way in hell I am. I'm not gonna put them through that." She said firmly.

"Okay, babe." He looked at her sadly. It had been really hard, finding out. He wished that something would of happened to him, not her. He was the one that deserved it. He was the one who put Haley through all that crap, saying that he had feelings for another woman. Why did she have to? What made it have to be her? Why did she deserve this?

Exactly. She didn't. She didn't deserve this.

"I'm gonna go make the kids some breakfast." She said, quickly kissing him before heading downstairs.

"Maddie, come down for breakfast!," Peyton said, watching the little girl come down from her pink painted room with a white bed.

Some days she still couldn't believe that she and Luke actually had a child. It still shocked her strangely, but she completely loved every moment of it.

Lucas worked as a writer and at the high school, coaching, and Peyton was at home, taking care of Maddie. She worked at the record store every Monday, Wednesday, and Thursday afternoon, and Luke worked at the high school Tuesday nights. His books brought most of the income, considering they have been top sellers for months. But today was Saturday, the day that they all had off to do things together.

"Hey Babe." Lucas said, kissing Peyton and picking up Maddie and swishing her through the air like an airplane. He loved hearing her giggle.

"I made you your favorite. Blueberry Pancakes. And once you're done, You can go over to Aunt Haley's house." Peyton said, and he watched Lucas set Maddie down and she ran to the table.

"You're the best Ma!" She squealed.

Peyton smiled and sat down at the table, watching Maddie eat. She was so cute. She couldn't get over those dirty blonde curls.

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Author's Note- Hey guys. It's the Author. I'm so sorry I haven't updated in a while! I've been seriously thinking whether or not I want to continue with the fanfic, and that was the reason for my writer's block. I mean, I love writing, I might want to be a writer in the future, and I love when a thought pops into your head and suddenly your fingers are typing away. But, I'm not really sure that the fic is going so great, considering the 'Hits' are dropping. I'm not saying that those reviews are nothing, every single one has brought a smile to my face. But, just show it in a review if you want me to continue. Because the reviews mean everything. Thanks guys!!