"Brooke!" Rachel's voice boomed through the apartment into the ears of the exhausted brunette.

"Go away." Brooke begged, pulling her pillow over her pounding head. She hadn't drank that much the night before but her head would tell you different. It was pounding, screaming to take some pain killers and stay in bed all day. She knew what it was; a stress headache. She gets them pretty regular lately and it was really starting to annoy her.

"Brooke. Phone. Pick it up!" Rachel yelled from the kitchen laying the receiver on the counter until the sleeping girl in the back picked it up.

"I don't want to." She whined, pulling her covers over her. She knew it was one of three people, her mother, work calling her about her schedule for the week, or Brady because she had already heard her cell phone going off this morning but chose to ignore it.

Her mother she never wanted to talk to.

Work she would call back.

And well Brady was just calling to be nosy.

She knew he was calling to say sorry about the night before; that he was so sorry for hitting Lucas, sorry he caused a scene and sorry again for everything that had happened, and for her to please forgive him.

She wasn't going to forgive him again.

Yet then her mind again traveled back to Lucas. The brooding blonde with the eyes that made her melt, the touch that made chills shoot through her body and a look that she still couldn't get out of her head; she liked him.

She hated to admit it, it drove her crazy that it was true but she cared a little too much for the brooder then she liked. Yet it was more the thinking about him, his entire mystery he seems to hold just drives her nuts.

"Brooke you pick it up?" The impatient red head once against yelled as she started breakfast.

"Yes!" Brooke growled giving up on the sleep her body so desperately wanted, "Hello?" Her tone was a lot harsher then she had intended.

"Brooke…" His voice surprised her he was sure, "Its Lucas."

"Oh uhh…" Brooke lost her words completely surprised to have him calling her; that was not who she thought would be on the other end, not after how she just left him the night before, "It's Brooke." She slammed her hand to her forehead at how dumb she was, "But I guess you know that huh?"

"Yeah…I did." He chuckled a little, bouncing the little girl in his hands, "Would it be alright to ask a favor or is that like not ok?" He questioned really needing help. Now of course there were other people he could call but for some reason it was her number he dialed.

"Umm… I don't know Luke…what would it be?" She asked pulling her sheet around her almost as if he could see her in the little outfit she wore to bed.

"Well I have to finish this big proposal today for work but I have to watch Lily and my nephew Jamie and I need help." He explained watching as Jamie moved around the living room, "Mom said that you sometimes would help her watch Lily on the weekends and I know I am not my mom so helping me out may not work the same but you will get paid. And it's not all day just until I finish this which may only take a few hours and you don't even have to stay the whole time just so I can get most of it done but-"

"Lucas its fine." She cut off his rambling, "I sometimes babysit on the weekends to help your mom is right and I love Lily so if your mom needs help I don't mind." She crawled out of her bed, "I could be there in an hour though." She looked over at her clock cursing she let herself slip in until almost 11.

"That's fine." Lucas was more than ok with her coming an hour, "I guess I will see you in an hour."

"Ok but are ya'll at Karen's?" She asked really hoping it was Karen's because she did not want to be in his apartment with him.

"Oh umm no…" Lucas frowned hoping that didn't mean she wouldn't come, "I'm actually at my brother's but it's not that far. Just outside of town and I will pay for gas if you want?"

"No that's fine…just umm…just text me the address and I will be there soon."

"Ok. Thank you Brooke." He thanked looking up just in time to see Jamie pull on a bookshelf, "Jamie don't do that!" He yelled frightening the little boy to jump back and fall on a truck, then start to cry, "Shit… I got to go I'll text you. Bye."

Brooke heard the phone click, trying to hold in the laughter of how flustered he sounded.

As soon as she hung up she wondered why she agreed to this. What was she thinking say yes? She had planned on just avoiding Lucas like the plague but for some reason the phone rang, she said yes and she is now walking up the steps to some monster house about to look after kids on her free day.

The house was gorgeous, she would give it that. It actually reminded her a lot of her house when she was little. Big white, blue shutters, big wraparound porch, and the fact it sat back in the woods made it that much better.

Ringing the door bell her whole body is shaking at seeing him. She actually felt guilty about how she left him last night. She did go back to his apartment, she did know he wanted her and for some reason she still choose to go there and bandage him up. Yes alright a part of her wanted to, wanted to be there and wanted him but it was wrong. It made her feel wrong wanting someone who was completely wrong for her.

God her taste in men sucked.

"Bwooke!" The familiar innocence rang through her thoughts, spinning around to face the little thing.

"Lily…" Brooke squatted down to eye level of the little blue eyed girl, "Pumpkin why are you answering the door?" She questioned the two year old who stood there giggling.

"Cause' you rang door." She licked her top lip like Brooke was dump.

"I guess I did." Brooke laughed.

"Lil where are you?" Lucas's frantic voice rang through the house, "Lily!"

"Come on lets go see big brother." Brooke scooped the baby in her arms. The house was pretty much a wreck which shocked Brooke being as the outside was so clean. The landscape was perfect, the flowers were beautiful, not a single weed insight but the inside, well it looked like a tornado had been let lose.

"Lily I'm not playing; where are you?" Brooke walked in seeing a little boy on the couch, ice pack to his head and Lucas on his hands and knees looking under the table and the couch.

"Lukie need help." She informed Brooke, her eyes scanning around the room.

"I can see that." Brooke held in a laugh as Lucas's head shot up from the couch at her, "Hello."

"I don't like kids." He stated as soon as he saw her, "I use to love them and want at least three now I never want one."

"They aren't that bad." Brooke walked into the disaster you would call a living room, "Just do what you did that day at the daycare."

"It doesn't work. I tried it and they laughed at me!" Lucas informed her. He tried to yell, he raised his voice just like he had that day but he guess his sister and nephew don't at all find him intimidating because they froze for all of two seconds looked at him and laughed, "I can't do this Brooke. They keep getting into everything. I will clean up one thing they dive into another, I get one calmed down and the other gets wild up and I think Jamie broke his head."

"He didn't break his head." Brooke laughed at that walking over to the little boy sniffling on the couch, "What did he do?" She pulled the ice pack from his head seeing a red mark, "Aw baby you ok?" She asked and he shook his head no.

"He tripped over a toy and hit his head on the couch." Lucas explained pretty sure Brooke thinks he is the must dysfunctional person ever. She takes care of 8 kids all day and he can't even take care of two?

"Well he's ok." Brooke examined his head, "He is a little boy, they fall. It's only really red because of the ice pack." She pulled the ice away to look at him, "Your head hurt?"

"Yeah." Jamie sniffled looking at the woman in front of him, trying to decide who she was.

"Hmm…" Brooke examined his head, keeping a steady hand on Lily in her arms, "Ok well you know what always makes Lily seem to feel better when she hurts herself at school?"

"No." Jamie shook his head, wiping the back of his hand over his eye.

"A kiss!" Lily giggled knowing Brooke always kisses her boo boos.

"Mommy kisses my boo boos." Jamie again sniffles, taking in a breath.

"Well can I try?" Brooke asked and Jamie slowly nodded as she leaned over pushing a kiss to his forehead, feeling how it was cold from the ice, "Is it better?"

"Yeah." Jamie jumped up from the couch as if Brooke's kiss completely healed him, "Come on Lily." He tugged her hand making Brooke put her down. "We play." They take off.

"What?" Brooke said standing up finding Lucas just staring at her, "Why you looking at me like that?"

"He has been crying for the last 30 minutes yet you give him something as little as a kiss and he is better?" Lucas asked completely dumbfounded by that. He tried everything to calm Jamie down and nothing worked yet a little kiss did? Yeah he will admit a kiss from Brooke made him be in a better mood but her kissing him and her kissing Jamie were completely different.

"It's the mother's touch thing. Kids normally play up on their injuries and it's more in their head most the time. Just give a little kiss, a sweet voice and they get over it." Brooke shrugged.

"Noted." Lucas dropped the stuffed animal he had in his hand.

"You ok?" Brooke asked seeing how he just didn't look how he normally did.

"No…" He let out a dry laugh, "Look at this place, it's a mess. Jamie and Lily are going crazy and if I don't have this contract faxed by four I'm screwed." He dropped on the couch. On top of that he hadn't really slept the night before, because all he did was think of Brooke so he was exhausted.

"Well…" Brooke kicked things around to reach him on the couch, falling down next to him, "You have three hours to finish your contract, I'm sure a few hours to clean this place and now you have me." She shrugged, his head turning to look at her, "To help with the kids." She finished hoping he didn't take that the wrong way, "So go do what you need to do, I will take the kids outside and when it's time for them to take a nap I will start cleaning this place."

"You don't have to clean Brooke."

"No its fine. I don't mind." She patted his leg giving him a smile, "I'll just umm…go take care of the kids." She got up quickly not liking the little flutter she felt while looking at him.

"Ok." Lucas sighed watching her walk out of the room leaving him alone.

"Bwooke!" Jamie squealed as he ran around his backyard, "Get me!" He ran up the stairs of his playground set.

"I'm going to get you Jamie!" Brooke laughed chasing him, "Gotcha!" She wrapped her arms around him spinning him around as he erupted with laughter.

"Bwooke." Lily pouted on the ground, "Play with me." She whined a little jealous Jamie was getting all her Brooke's time.

"Oh baby girl…" Brooke carried Jamie over to Lily, "What's wrong?"

"You my Bwooke." She informed her making Brooke laugh.

"You get her all de time." Jamie pouted.

"Sooo…." Lily argued, "She my peacher."

"Teacher honey bun." Brooke corrected brushing her hair back, "But I can play with you both. Just like at school where I play with you, Mickey, Blake, all of you. I love you both."

"But I your Lily." Lily reminded her making Brooke laugh shaking her head.

"Is someone sleepy baby?" Brooke asked knowing Lily only became her little jealous, whiny side when she was tired.

"No." Lily fought back a yawn.

"Well Miss Brooke is tired so why don't you both come lay down with me?" Brooke suggested knowing as soon as both little heads hit pillows they were out.

"Ok!" Jamie squealed in Brooke's arms.

"Ok good." Brooke scooped Lily in her arms, taking them both inside, "Where is your room?" She asked Jamie pointing to the stairs, her following everywhere he told her, "Ok." Brooke opened the last door on the hall finding Jamie's room, "Of course this is your room." She mumbled looking around at all basketball stuff, trophies, jerseys, pictures of guys she didn't know but assumed played basketball. She was almost positive his bedroom was two times bigger than hers.

Yet she couldn't blame the kid. At one point all this was hers. The big house, the big bedroom and everything she wanted at the drop of a hat. Though there were times she missed that she refused to live the life of the spoiled little rich girl, she was supposed to make something of herself on her own, not with daddy's money.

"Ok my sweet angels." She pulled Jamie's sheets back, slipping off both their shoes, "We are going to lay down and in a little while I will make ya'll some lunch alright?" She offered not at all surprised that they were already dozing by the time she laid them down. Kids were so predictable like that, they claimed they weren't tired all day but as soon as they hit the bed they were out.

"Bwooke lay down." Jamie scooted over in his bed and Brooke crawled up next to the three year old.

"Ok let's sleep." She closed her eyes, them quickly copying the move and falling asleep.

Brooke stretched as she walked down the stairs. She didn't mean to but for about twenty minutes she actually did fall asleep. Jamie and Lily were still out and Brooke figured she might as well try and cleaned up some.

"Lucas the-" She rounded the corner of the living room finding the blonde on the couch, eyes closed, "Oh Broody." She shook her head walking into the living room. He must have finished his work because his laptop was closed in the kitchen and it looked as if he was cleaning up some, but somehow got side tracked and ended up asleep on the couch, "You asleep?" Brooke teased, him mumbling something to her and snuggling into the couch.

Brooke couldn't help but laugh. He was actually pretty adorable as he slept, for once not his normal arrogant ass she has experienced so much, for once he looks completely innocent. Grabbing a blanket off the back of the couch, she draped it over him and started to clean.

How a three year old and two year old could make such a mess was beyond Brooke. There were things done that Brooke wasn't even sure an adult was capable of doing. Toys hanging over things so high she had to stand on things, milk was spilled over a nice rug, chips smashed in the carpet and Brooke was seriously exhausted when she was finished.

"Luke…" Brooke walked over to the couch shaking him, "Lucas…" She shook his shoulder to wake him up.

"Mmm…" He opened his eyes shifting his weight so he was sitting up, "Hi…" He smiled grabbing onto the back of her head and kissing her. It shocked Brooke, she wasn't expecting him to do that and for some reason she had no clue Lucas's tongue was in her mouth. His tongue massaged with hers, his hand tangled in her hair and what was scaring Brooke the most was for a second she wasn't fighting him.

"I've missed you." He mumbled against her lips easing back on his back pulling her with him.

"Luke…" She popped back into reality pushing him away looking down.

"Brooke?" He looked confused, blinking a few times as he looked around where he was, "Shit." He mumbled embarrassed, "I'm sorry Brooke I thought…I thought I was dreaming, I didn't know. I'm really sorry." He apologized actually feeling extremely guilty. He wouldn't have done that if he thought it was real, he wouldn't screw that up again.

"You were dreaming about me?" Brooke asked a little shocked. She thought he was just screwing with her all this time. That he didn't seriously want her or anything just some arrogant thing in him to show he could do it again. Yet she never thought he actually cared, never thought he dreamed about her or missed her or anything.

"Not in like a creepy way." Lucas said quickly hoping she didn't find him as some sort of freak, "I mean I don't have control over my dreams."

"I know." Brooke nodded brushing her hair back as she stood from the couch, walking into the kitchen. What was wrong with her? What she was feeling wasn't right; it was the furthest thing from right. Cheater, cheater, cheater! She kept having to remind herself because if she didn't then she would have just done something that wasn't ok, on a couch with some guy, in a home that wasn't hers.

"Brooke…" She heard behind her, his heavy footsteps moving through the kitchen as she stood staring out the window, "Brooke…" He was right behind her. She felt as his hands placed next to hers on the counter, his chest pressed against her back and his head dropped on her shoulder.

"Lucas you have to stop." She ordered trying to figure out what he was doing. First he apologizes, then he rubs up against her, what is he doing? Why can't he just pick which person he wants to be? Be the sweet guy who helped her at the bar last night or the arrogant ass she has run into so many times at the daycare; he needs to just pick one.

"I can't figure you out Brooke and its driving me nuts." He confessed, "You seem to just stay in my head and not matter how hard I try to get you out I can't." He rubbed his hand down her side making her take in a sharp breath.

"Why do you keep changing so much?" She asked her heart racing as his hand gripped onto her white knee length skirt.

"Because you seem to give more into me when I'm like this." He admitted, his lips grazing over her neck, "Brooke why did you come by?"

"Because you needed help." She convinced that was the reason but knew he knew differently.

"That's not the only reason Brooke. You feel something for me, I know you do. Why can't you just admit it?" He was begging for her to admit she felt something, anything. He never planned on to feel something but he did. When he saw her that night he never imagined her becoming a fixture in his life but she had and he wished he hadn't been such a jackass to her in the beginning because then all this might be a lot easier.

"Because I can't." She sighed, looking down.

"Brooke…" He groaned grabbing her wrist and spinning her to look at him, "You can fight it all you want but the way you kiss me tells me you feel something. The fact for some reason you keep coming back to me in my life has to mean something. It can't be coincidence that after that night together we just happen to run into each other again."

"That happens, people run into each other again." Her breathing became heavier as he took a step even closer to her, but she knew what she said was bull. Out of all the times she had been hit on at a bar, or a club she had never seen them again outside of that bar or club.

"Bullshit!" He yelled making her flinch, "I just didn't pass you at the store again Brooke. You know my family, my mom, Keith, my sister. That has to mean something. Call it destiny or fate or whatever the hell you girls believe in and realize it has to mean something. So admit you feel something, anything to let me know I am not nuts for everything I feel right now!" He pleaded but again she stayed quiet, completely hushed, giving him a look pleading him to stop, "Then admit you feel nothing." He frowned, his voice shaking as his hand reached up tucking her hair behind her ear, "Then just tell me you feel nothing for me."

"I can't." Her voice cracked knowing she couldn't tell him that either. She wanted to, she wanted to really bad but she knew those words wouldn't come out either.

"Then…I…ugh god damn it!" He cursed grabbing onto the back of her head slamming his mouth into hers. He felt her fight him at first. Her small hand pushing against his chest, trying to pull away, yet his hand stayed locked onto her head pulling her close, his teeth clamped down on her bottom lip making her whimper and before he knew it her arms wrapped around his neck, her pulling him close.

"Uhh…" She groaned when he spun her around, slamming her back into the island behind them. His hand bunched up her white cotton skirt; he lifted her on the island. His tongue fought with hers, his hands hiked up her skirt and her legs wrapped around his waist pulling him close, "Lucas…" She gasped her whole body giving into the want she had been fighting for awhile. His lips found that sensitive spot on her neck he found that night and just like before it made her quiver. Her heart sped up, gasped escaped her lips and when he slowly bit down her body shook.

Her hands fiddled with his belt, cursing inside of her for shaking so much she couldn't do it. She was so annoyed wanting the damn things off that her hands were two seconds away from just ripping the damn things.

"I got it Pretty Girl." Lucas chuckled, undoing his belt making her growl at him. Her nails dug into his scalp yanking him back to kiss her and it felt so good again.

"Don't talk." She ordered, feeling him smirk in their kiss which for some annoying reason made her smile, "Lucas!" She giggled as he lifted her off the island, shuffling his feet until her back slammed into the counter opposite the island.

"Don't talk." He repeated her words making her growl yanking on his bottom lip, "Play nice Pretty Girl." He smirked making her growl more at him.

"Don't tell me what to do." She tried not to laugh sending him a glare.

"I like when you growl at me." He smirked as Brooke started to unbutton his shirt.

"Anyone ever tell you, you talk too much?" Brooke questioned pushing his shirt off his shoulders, dipping her head down kissing along his neck.

"I won't talk anymore baby girl." He grinned tilting his head to the side as she kissed his neck, "No more."

"Good." Brooke raised her head back up, taking his face in her hands, "Now come here." She grinned slamming her mouth right into his. His touch felt like it burned through her body, sent a shock through her and she liked it. She liked the burning want she hasn't felt in months, the way her body felt in control of his, that anything she did to him he would go with. She wanted him right here she could have him, she wanted to push him away and tell them to slow down he would do it. He was just lucky she had been fighting him so long that the want for him was boiling over and she couldn't take it.

"Luke where is- whoa!" Nathan spun around at the scene in his kitchen.

"Shit Nate." Lucas freaked buttoning back his jeans, "What the hell?"

"Oh my god." Brooke shook fixing her shirt.

"What the hell it's my kitchen." Nathan reminded him, "You just lucky it's me and not Haley."

"I'm sorry." Brooke apologized getting off the counter, fixing her skirt completely embarrassed, "God I'm so sorry." She rushed passed the dark headed man she didn't know and towards the door.

"Brooke wait!" Lucas called chasing after her, "Brooke!" He followed her outside to her car, "Just stop!" He grabbed her wrist spinning her around, "Pretty Girl don't be upset. Nathan…Nathan won't say anything. Just…God damn it!" He cursed not sure what he should say to make her less embarrassed.

"Lucas just stop ok!" She wiggled against his grip, "Let me go!"

"No! Just stop fighting and talk to me! You can't just do that with me and then run away!"

"God Lucas don't you get it!" She yanked away, "This is wrong! Everything is showing us how wrong and how this is not supposed to happen! You want fate! You want destiny!" She yelled, "That right there is it!" She threw her hand back at the house.

"Brooke…"

"No Lucas! You want a sign or whatever the hell us girls believe in! That is the sign! That is everything yelling at me that this shouldn't happen. So just…just stop fighting me on it and just forget it alright. Forget me." She ran her hand through her hair walking over getting into her car.

"Brooke…" Lucas growled slamming his hands on the hood, "Stop ok! Just stop." He moved around to the window, "I can explain everything alright. I…ugh I don't know what to do but this is right."

"It's not. It's not." She shook her head turning the ignition on her car, "Everything is screaming its wrong."

"No you are screaming its wrong! You are just searching for anything when in reality we both know if Nathan didn't come home right now this conversation wouldn't be happening! That you wouldn't be in this damn car and you wouldn't be running again!" He slammed his hands on the roof.

He was right, she knew it was true. If Nathan wasn't home she knew she would still be inside with him, but that didn't change it. Nathan did come home. He caught them, he stopped them and right now to her that was just another reason this was wrong.

She didn't speak to him, didn't make a comment about him being right and about her telling him what was true she just put her car in reverse leaving him on the driveway, and once again leaving him alone.

I'm sorry I have been MIA. With Work and summer classes it was going nuts and I have finally got time to breathe and write. Hope this chapter makes up for the lack of updates and thank you all so far for the reviews.

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