Hope everyone is enjoying this story. Its a little different than my last one. I also have a bit of writer's block, but I hope I can get the chapters to be a little longer. Please review!

Just a few days later, Haley was there when this concern was proven true. She was at the doctor's office with me, holding my hand as I had done when she found out about Ryan. She was such a good friend, my best friend. It was a different friendship than mine and Peyton's, but it was good none the less.

I had only spoken to Peyton once since I had yelled and walked away all those months ago. It was at the funeral; although I had told her to never speak to me again, she came up to me and held me tight. She kissed my cheek and told me that everything would be alright. It didn't matter if I didn't believe the words she said, she too knew that nothing would be okay ever again.

Peyton had lost so many people, but she pushed foreword. I had been there when Anna died. I had been there when Ellie died. I had been there when Jake left. It didn't matter that we weren't friends; she was there for me anyway, because I had been there for her. She was being a true friend, she was letting me go because she loved me too much to hurt me, but she was holding me tight to show me that she'd always be there.

This hug though, it didn't bring us any closer. I would say hi when I saw her at the store, but I wouldn't run to her in times of need. A part of me mourned for our friendship, and I wondered if we would ever be the same again. A part of me needed that, a piece of the life I once had.

Now, I sat with Haley at a diner. She stroked my back and promised to do everything she could to help. I was grateful for this, but she couldn't bring back the one thing I wanted most. She couldn't bring Lucas back to hold my hair while I threw up in the morning, or place kisses on my expanding belly. She couldn't bring him back to hold my hand during ultra-sounds or place his hand on my stomach when I felt a kick. He wouldn't be there to share in my pain and happiness when our baby was born. It was going to be a hard life, and I knew this.

Haley drove me home that night and offered to stay with me. I gratefully declined; she had a family at home, people waiting for her. I would be okay in my apartment, my empty apartment where nobody waited for me.

After she left, I was alone in my living room. I picked up my cell. I wanted to call Karen, tell her that I was having a baby, that she would be a grandma. My fingers dialed another number instead, Peyton's. She wasn't exactly my best friend anymore, and she and I weren't exactly talking, but I knew that if I needed her, she would come running. I hoped that I would do the same if she needed me.

"Brooke?"

"Hey Peyton"
"Brooke, is everything alright?"

"Yeah, I just wanted to talk to you"

"Brooke, you vowed that never talking to me again would be too soon, what's wrong?"

"I'm pregnant"

"Oh my G-d! Brooke! Why aren't you excited?"

"Peyton, it wasn't supposed to happen like this. Lucas was supposed to be here. I just feel so alone. I can't call Haley again, she should be at home with her husband ad her son. I just, I didn't know who else to go to."

"Brooke, I'll be right there. Just hang out for a few minutes"

Peyton and I talked for hours. We reminisced about our childhood. We laughed about the times when I did something stupid and cried when we talked about all the people who weren't with us anymore. It was like old times again. We crawled into bed, the bed to big for just me, but that I no longer shared with Lucas. We watched movies together again. We watched home videos from my wedding and birthday parties we'd had when we were kids. After a while, we fell asleep. That was the first night I actually slept in that bed again. I had been sleeping on the couch. It was hard to go back to that bed alone, and remember that Lucas wouldn't be coming back to make the pain go away.

Now, I would have to move. I would have to get an apartment big enough for me and the baby. Maybe I would get a small place with a yard, someplace a child deserved to grow up. Lucas had left me all the money that Keith had left him. I rethought it for a second, I could either use the money to get a home, or I could give it to my child. It could be used for college or something; Lucas would be giving the baby a bright future.

The morning after Peyton and I caught up, I woke up to the sweetest smell. I walked into my kitchen and there were Peyton and Haley cooking.

"Haley, when did you get here?"

"Peyton called me. I came over as soon as I could."

We ate and laughed and it felt good. We had a blast, just hanging out and being together. We talked about pregnancy; Haley had a lot to say, Peyton had very little, and about nursery themes. Haley and Peyton had tons of ideas for themes. Peyton said we could paint the walls sky blue and put clouds on the bottom, making it look like the baby was living on the clouds. I loved being able to talk about this with them, it felt good to be so happy and excited. At noon, Haley had to go.

"Brooke, thank you for having me, I'll see you later okay. I have o save Ryan from Nathan, or Nathan from Ryan… not sure."

"Thanks for coming Hales, you were so helpful."

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