Disclaimer: I don't own anything from OTH or Sports Centre, or NBA Live... or anything lol.Summary: "She kept up the soothing melody, soon taking away all the stress she and everyone in her family was going through. It was only her and the piano."
"I refuse to eat another turkey sandwich."
Nathan looked at Haley with hopeful eyes as he carried in her 3rd sandwich of the day. It was almost dinner time, and Nathan hadn't allowed Haley to step one foot out of the living room.
"Just because we woke up at 3:00 pm, it doesn't mean you have to try to squish all my meals into 3 hours. This baby is going to be huge!" Haley continued, patting her stomach. Nathan sighed, putting the sandwich on the coffee table. He crawled onto the couch and laid beside Haley.
"Turkey is good for her," he said, kissing her belly. Haley smoothed his hair, her heart skipping a beat as she noticed the female term.
"Can I please leave the living room?"
"No."
"Nathan!" She whined. "Dr. Rivers didn't say I had to be quarentined."
Nathan pretended to deliberate this fact for a minute. "Nope, you're resting. In here."
"Now I understand why Peyton went crazy when Lucas locked her in their house," Haley mumbled. Nathan laughed, pulling her closer for a kiss, but was hurt when she pulled away.
She wrapped her arms around her torso and turned her back on Nathan. "Nope. I'm mad at you," she said childishly. Nathan rolled his eyes, his massive hands pulling her back over to him.
"You're sexy when you're mad."
"Well unless you let me leave the room and go see my sister and your best friend, I don't think I'm going to stop being mad at you."
Nathan smirked. "Well then I guess you'll just keep being sexy," he winked, attacking her neck with his lips. He started moving up her neck slowly, soon reaching her mouth. Haley tried to keep a conscious mind, the feel of Nathan's soft lips usually taking her to another galaxy. She unwillingly detached her mouth from his.
"Nope. I'm mad at you, remember?" Haley said, taking a deep breath. Nathan sighed, running his fingers through her hair.
"Yeah," he said sadly. He gave his best puppy dog eyes, his bottom lip pouting slightly. Even though Haley knew he was faking his woe, her heart still gave an aching tug, making sure that she knew that she was the reason for that adorable/heartbreaking face. She bit her bottom lip, studying Nathan's upset expression.
"Fine," Haley mumbled, caving. Nathan's eye's lit up in an instant, his lips kissing hers fiercley.
"I love you," he whispered against her mouth, ducking his head into the crook of her neck, kissing it softly.
"I love you too," Haley responded inbetween breaths. She brought his face back up to hers and kissed him hard, removing his shirt to reveal his rock hard abs. Her hands automatically went to them, her fingers sending tingles through his body as they danced along his stomach. His hands moved cautiously up her torso, removing her shirt. He marvelled at how amazingly perfect Haley was.
"I think we should continue this upstairs," Haley suggested. Nathan nodded in agreement.
"Upstairs."
-Later-
"Are you still mad at me?" Nathan murmured, his finger softly rubbing Haley's forearm. They were situated comfortably on their bed, their naked bodies covered by the bed sheets. Nathan's arm was wrapped securely around Haley's waist, her body pushed right up against his hip.
"Hmm. Yeah, a little," Haley replied, looking up at Nathan. His eyebrow cocked before he smiled slightly.
"Well, you were screaming my name not too long ago," he teased, earning himself a slap from Haley.
"Not nice," Haley chastised.
"It's the truth, babe." Nathan kissed the top of Haley's head before he turned serious.
"But really, I'm just worried about you and the baby. I love you more than anything, and I love this baby too. I don't want anything bad to happen to either of you, like a miscarriage, so I'm taking precautions. I didn't mean for you to get mad at me," Nathan muttered. Haley's heart broke as she heard how bothered Nathan was by the fact of a miscarriage, or something happening to her or the baby in general. It got Haley to wonder how she hadn't had a miscarriage with Jamie. She was 17, had barely any money, got in a car accident, her husband was caught point shaving, she had tons of stress on her shoulders. Maybe Nathan was realizing now how little they thought of relieving Haley of stress back then, and was trying to correct his mistakes now.
"I'm not mad at you anymore," Haley whispered, her voice full of love. A tear slipped out of the corner of her eye as she brought her face up to Nathans, connecting their lips. When they pulled back, more tears were falling from Haley's eyes.
"What's wrong baby?" Nathan chuckled, wiping the tears with his thumb. Haley started crying more when he touched her.
"You're just...so...amazing," she choked out. "I love you so much."
Nathan couldn't help but smile at how oversensitive Haley was being. Must be the hormones.
"I love you more," he replied, kissing her forehead. Soon, after Haley's crying subsided, Nathan turned on the tv. Naturally, it was already on Sports Centre.
"In other news in the basketball world, Nathan Scott's agent, Clay Evans, and his girlfriend, Nathan Scott's wife, and famous singer, Haley James Scott,'s sister, Quinn James, were shot by a woman named Katie Ryan. Ryan was a tennis player who was trying to get Evans to sign her. When Evans refused, Ryan started pretending she was Evan's deceased wife, Sarah. On the same night that Ryan shot Evans and James, she threatened to shoot Scott and his wife. Their good friend, and famous fashion designer, Brooke Davis, came to their resuce, shooting Ryan, watching her take her final breath. We have yet to hear a comment from Scott. Evans is in the hospital, undergoing heart surgery, and James seems to be okay, only getting shot in the arm. In hockey news, the Chicago..." Nathan flicked off the tv, tossing the remote to the side. He groaned, putting his hand to his head.
"Ugh, the press is going to be all over us!" he exclaimed, rubbing his forehead. Haley's brow furrowed with worry.
"This sucks," she concluded.
"Stupid paparazzi asking stupid questions, dumb reporters asking dumb questions, idiotic news people asking idiotc questions!" Nathan growled. Haley turned to face him. She cupped her hand around his cheek, a trick she used whenever he was worked up, sad, or just in need of a little love.
"Shh. We can get through it together, remember? We've gone through everything together. I think we can handle a few reporters." Haley said. Nathan closed his eyes, putting his hand over the one that was on his cheek.
"Yeah?" he whispered, kissing Haley's hand.
"Yes." Haley confirmed. "Okay, let's go to the hospital."
-Outside their house-"Nathan Scott! Is it true that you threatned to kill Katie Ryans because she shot your agent?"
"Nathan! Over here! Is it true that you were going to let Haley die?"
"Haley! Would you take a bullet for Nathan?"
Nathan wrapped his arm protectively around Haley's waist, shielding her from the annoying paparazzi. They quickly made their way to the Range Rover, Nathan opening Haley's door for her, making sure she was safely in. He jogged over to his side of the car and hopped in.
"Oh my God," Nathan breathed, running his hands through his hair. Haley looked at him before rolling down her window.
"I would take a bullet for my husband," she commented, rolling up her window quickly. Nathan watched her with wide eyes.
"What? I had to set them straight," Haley said nonchalantly. Nathan shook his head and chuckled before backing out of the driveway.
-At the hospital-
The walk into the hospital was the same - if not harder, since it was a public place - as the walk to their car. Blinding lights flashing everywhere, a million questions being asked at once. That was the price Nathan and Haley had to pay for being famous and married to eachother.
Nathan and Haley walked hand in hand into Quinn's room, where they saw her fully clothed, gathering up her things. Haley went up to her and hugged her, Nathan doing the same thing.
"How are you?" Haley asked, her eyes full of concern.
"I'm good. My arm's okay, I'm okay. But I'm worried sick about Clay still." she admitted. "I don't even know how he's doing." Nathan and Haley nodded solemly, looking at the floor. As if on cue, Dr. Rivers walked in a couple seconds later.
"Oh, Nathan, Haley, hello there," he smiled. "I was just checking up on Quinn. Have you got all your stuff?"
Quinn nodded.
"Okay wonderful. Now, Clay is undergoing heart surgery at the moment, we've got a heart donor, and so far, everything is running smoothly." Quinn let out a sigh of relief. Nathan and Haley smiled slightly at the good news. "He should be out by midnight tonight if everything works out perfectly, but we won't allow visitors for a couple of days. We'll call you if anything drastic happens, and we'll also call you when he is out of surgery and give you an update," Dr. Rivers said. Nathan, Haley and Quinn nodded.
"Thank you so much, for everything," Haley said graciously. And she meant it. Dr. Rivers had been working non-stop for them, and it made Haley feel a little guilty.
Dr. Rivers smiled warmly. "Oh my pleasure. Now you three go home and get more rest. That's what's important right now."
"Okay, thanks," Nathan said as they filed out of the room.
"We should go get Jamie from Brooke's," Haley said to Nathan, interlocking her fingers with his.
"Yeah, good idea."
"Oh and Quinney, be prepared for chaos," Haley warned her sister as they stepped out the door. They all ran to the car, Quinn screaming.
"My God!" She exclaimed once they were in the car. Nathan sped off, leaving the reporters in his dust.
"They usually only come around for big stories," Nathan said. "And this is a big story."
"Wow," Quinn said, clearly still perturbed. Nathan and Haley dropped Quinn off at their house, -relieved to see the paparazzi had left- and went to pick up Jamie.
-At Brooke's-
"Mom, dad!" Jamie shouted, running over to his parents. Haley smiled and picked him up, hugging him closely.
"Hey, bud!" She exclaimed. "I missed you."
"I missed you too. How's Uncle Clay and Aunt Quinn?" Jamie asked. Nathan and Haley exchanged a look before Haley explained.
"Aunt Quinn is doing well, she's at home now, so you'll get to see her. Uncle Clay is still in the hospital though, but he'll be okay," Haley smiled. "They also caught the person who did these bad things to them," she added, not wanting to tell Jamie the story of the Kaite - Nathan showdown.
"That's good," Jamie sighed, as if a weight had been lifted off his shoulders.
"Thanks for everything, Brooke," Nathan said as Haley put Jamie on the ground.
"Bye Brooke!" Jamie said, hugging her. Brooke smiled down at her favorite little kid.
"Bye Jame. Love you."
Nathan and Jamie made their way to their car, Haley staying inside for a moment.
"You didn't have the sports channel on, did you?" Haley asked, remembering the story on Sports Centre.
"No, imagine Julian would want to put sports on," Brooke chuckled. Julian walked around the corner, wrapping his arms around Brooke's torso.
"Hey. I heard that," he said, smiling at Haley. Julian kissed Brooke's temple, causing Brooke to blush slightly. Haley gushed at how adorable Brooke and Julian were. She was so happy Brooke had finally found someone for herself.
"Okay thanks, like we talked about yesterday, Nathan and I are not going to tell Jamie about you shooting Katie, and her threatening to shoot us. That'll scare Jamie to no end."
Brooke nodded. "Yeah, that's the last thing we want."
The horn of the Range Rover honked obnoxiously. Haley peeked out the door, holding up her index finger.
"Okay, thanks so much Brooke. See you later Julian," Haley said, leaving the couple. She walked back to the Range Rover and got in. When she closed the door, the shrieking began.
"BROOKE SHOT KATIE? KATIE WAS GOING TO SHOOT YOU? KATIE WAS GOING TO SHOOT DAD? YOU SAID BROOKE WAS A GOOD PERSON, BUT SHE KILLED SOMEONE!" Jamie shouted frantically, jittering in his seat. Haley glared at Nathan.
"It was on the radio!" Nathan defended, throwing his hands up in the air. Haley looked back at Jamie, tears falling down his face. She got out of the front seat and went to join him in the back. She pulled him onto her lap, wrapping her arms around him, and put the seatbelt around the both of them.
"Drive," she said to Nathan. She looked at Jamie sympathetically, wiping away his tears.
"Jamie, Katie was a bad person, and did bad things to Uncle Clay and Aunt Quinn. She also did bad things to me and your daddy. Brooke saved us. So don't be mad that Brooke did something bad to Katie, because Katie's the bad person. And Katie's gone now, so you don't have to worry about her," Haley said soothingly, kissing the top of Jamie's head. His crying had slowed down at this new knowledge of information.
"Okay," he sighed, snuggling up to Haley. "Can I sleep in your and dad's room tonight?" he asked, peering his bloodshot eyes up at Haley.
"Of course," Haley said. "I love you, Jamie."
"I love you too, Momma."
Nathan finally pulled up to their house, walking over to Jamie and Haley's car door. He opened it up for them, and Jamie hopped down, running to the front door. Haley narrowed her eyes at Nathan before continuing to the door. Nathan sighed, slamming the door shut and locking the car.
Jamie ran upstairs to Quinn's room, leaving Nathan and Haley alone. Haley took off her shoes and stalked into the kitchen.
"Haley..."
"Nathan, we just watched Sports Centre less than an hour ago, and they had the story. What, did you think, that the radio wouldn't be telling it?" She exclaimed, her eyes livid. "We're supposed to protect Jamie from these things, not throw them right in his face!"
"Wait, you think that I intentionally put it on, just to scare Jamie?" Nathan asked, his voice matching her anger. Haley put her hand on the counter, her wedding ring making a ding when it hit the cold, hard surface.
"No, I just think that you were being careless."
"I think I made a mistake. Sorry that I don't reach your perfect standards," Nathan shot back. Haley's jaw dropped for a second, but she quickly recovered.
"I'm not fighting with you. I'm not going to get all worked up and cause the baby stress," Haley growled. "And I recall you not wanting to cause it any stress either. I guess I was wrong." She added, grabbing her purse and keys, leaving the house with a slam. She took off in her new red car, heading to the one place that could calm her down.
Haley pulled up at Tric, and walked into the recording studio. She put her purse on the table, and walked over to the piano. She hadn't played in a while; she didn't have access to hers at home anymore, and she never really came to Tric anymore since she walked off the set of her music video. Haley remembered them saying that they'd postpone the video for a couple of weeks, but trying to remember what life was like back then was hazy, as if she had to look through a dark cloud to remember things from her depression.
Haley started playing the keys softly, making up a gentle melody on the spot. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath, exhaling through her nose. She kept up the soothing melody, soon taking away all the stress she and everyone in her family was going through. It was only her and the piano.
-With Nathan-Nathan took off in the Range Rover, determined to find Haley. He had been stupid, fighting with her, making her more apprehensive than she already was. He needed to make it up to her somehow.
Nathan drove down by the rivercourt, passing their old tutor spot. Life had been so simple back then, the only problems concerning him being trying to sabatoge Lucas. He kept on driving until he passed Tric. He saw a flicker of red when he passed it, so he stopped the car on the opposite side of the road from Tric. He cocked his head to the side to get a full view of Haley's car parked in the parking lot.
Then an idea popped in Nathan's head.
-With Haley-About an hour later, Haley checked her phone clock. 7:30 pm. It had been an hour since her and Nathan had argued. Looking back on it now, Haley realized that she overreacted. She knew Nathan, and she knew he would never do anything to upset Jamie. She needed to apologize to him, so she grabbed her purse and left the studio feeling calm satisfied.
She drove into the driveway, the Range Rover still there. She got out and walked into the house, hearing coo's coming from Jamie and Quinn.
"Dad, this is awesome!" Haley heard Jamie express. She walked through the kitchen, following the enuthsiastic voices.
Nathan, Jamie, and Quinn looked up at Haley's presence as she came face to face with her new grand piano.
"Oh my goodess. What is this?" She gasped, walking over to the three of them.
"It's a piano, mamma!" Jamie exclaimed, flashing her a big smile. Haley's eyes widened down at him, a smile tugging at the corner of her lips. She touched the middle C note slightly, testing the pianos tune. It was perfect. The whole thing was beautiful, the way the light from the window behind them reflected off the notes, creating a deep shadow on the wall to the left of them. Haley loved it.
"Come on, Jame. I'll play you in NBA Live!" Quinn said. Jamie nodded happily, and the two of them went upstairs giving Nathan and Haley some privacy.
"Well, I was thinking of getting you one for your next birthday, but that's kind of far away, and you deserve it, after everything you've been through, including putting up with a careless husband," he said, his hands snaking around her waist. "'I'm sorry, I should have been more careful around Jamie, and I should have known not to turn the radio on. You're right, we should be protecting him from these things. I was being stupid," he murmured. Haley's eyes became glossy as she pulled herself into Nathan's chest.
"No, I was overreacting," she mumbled in his shirt. "You didn't do anything wrong. I'm sorry. Will you forgive me?" Haley looked up at him with expectant eyes.
"Of course," he whispered, angling his head down so he could kiss her sweetly. They pulled back, and Haley let go of Nathan to sit down at her piano.
"I love it, by the way. Thank you," she said, her fingers barely touching the keys. Nathan sat beside her on the piano. Haley leaned her head on his shoulder, closing her eyes. The moment was so still and peaceful, they could have stayed that way forever. Well, atleast until a loud grumbling noise came from Haley's stomach. Nathan smiled at her, Haley knowing exactly what he was about to say.
"One turkey sandwich, coming right up."
Okay, there's chapter 6. (:
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