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Chapter 10: Oh Sweet Child of Mine

*BUZZ BUZZ BUZZ*

*BUZZ BUZZ BUZZ*

A sleepy Brooke Davis leans off of Julian's sleeping chest and reaches for her iPhone that reads 2:14am. 'Woah we must have dozed off after that movie' Brooke thinks to herself looking over to their bedroom door from across the room where Sawyer seemed to still be sleeping.

Brooke shook her head and unlocked her iPhone. Still in a sleeping state.

"12 missed calls?" Brooke says furrowing her eyebrows for a quick moment..."Who is calling me this la-" before jumping off of the couch and running to Sam's bedroom praying to find a sleeping Sam. Unfortunately that was not the case. Sam was no where to be found. Brooke runs back into the living room.

"JULIAN! Wake up!" She screams in a low whisper tone attempting to not wake Sawyer.

Julian opens his eyes startled. "Sam isn't home! We feel asleep. Oh my god. I told her to call me... I have 12 missed calls! I'm a horrible moth-"

Julian stands up. "Brooke! Slow down! And don't even finish that sentence." Brooke quickly scrambles through her phone locating the numbers that had been calling her.

Taylor's Mom

Tree Hill Police Station

Unknown Number

Brooke panics scrambling through the house for her coat and shoes.

"Brooke! What's going on?" Julian yells in worry

Brooke tosses him the phone as he reads through the caller ID's.

"Okay you go! I'll stay here with Sawyer. Call me as soon as you know anything or where Sam is!" Julian says as he throws Brooke back her phone and she runs out of the door. She quickly calls Tree Hill Police Station.

"Hello, Tree Hill Police, Amy speaking in the event of an emergency please hang up and dial 911. How may I direct your call?" An operator responds.

"Hello! Hi! My name is Brooke Davis. My daughter. She was. She was at a party and I fell asleep. And she was supposed to be home now. I have all these missed calls from the station. And I don't. I don't know what's going on. Or where she is. Or wha-" Brooke spits out as fast as possible in a panic.

"Ma'am. I'm going to need you to slow down. What is your daughters name?"

"Sorry. Samantha Davis. She's about 5"3 dark brown hair, really sarcastic." Brooke says again faster then she intended.

"Okay let me just check-" the operator says as she types into her computer. Yes we have a Samantha Davis in the system and appears to be in our custody." The operator responds.

As tears are freely flowing from Brooke's eyes. She chokes out "oh thank god!" I mean she was in 'jail' but she was okay. Or at least she was for now.

"Is she okay? What happened? Why!" Brooke asks with anxiety.

"Ma'am on the file it appears that your daughter was arrested for underage drinking, trespassing, and the placing her hands on a police officer." She responds.

"WHAT!" Brooke yells down the phone. Her fear was quickly shifting into rage.

"Ma'am you are able to collect your daughter and retain more information here at the station." She responds.

"Of course. Thank you! I'm on my way." She says hurried as she starts the car.

As Brooke Davis drove to the station her anger and frustration grew stronger. 12 missed calls and not a single one from Sam. Why didn't she call her? What happened tonight? There were so many questions. That would soon be answered as she pulled into the station and put her car in park. She quickly called Julian and let him know everything she knew so he wouldn't worry. After hanging up the phone she headed into the station.

Once she entered the station she went to the front desk.

"Hello! My name is Brooke Davis. My daughter Samantha Davis is here? I was called?" Brooke says to the lady at the desk.

"Of course. Come on back Ms. Davis. " she buzzes her into the doors beside the desk.

"Thank you!" She runs back into the station and meets with a police officer.

"Ma'am. Samantha has been arrested based on three offences this evening. Underage Drinking, Trespassing, and placing her hands on a police officer."

"Officer. I am so sorry. This is not like her. I don't even know what to say."

"Ms. Davis it is no fault of your own. Your daughters actions were clearly influenced from her peer group as seen at the scene. She has been very remorseful and cooperative since the incident. However it is not taken lightly." He responds.

'Oh she will be.' Brooke thinks to herself. "Officer. I really appreciate that. Sam is a good kid. Sometimes she can just get caught up in the moment. With her past in the Foster Care System she can sometimes regress, but never like this. Since being adopted Sam has been doing great in school and with friends, I just. I just don't understand why she would do something like this." Brooke says in a disappointed tone.

"We will not be pressing charges as Samantha did not appear to be the leader of the offences listed, however she will be required to complete some community service here at the station based on her interactions with the officer this evening." He says in hopes to calm Brooke Davis who appeared mortified at the current situation.

"Oh. Thank you so much officer. I promise you. I will handle this and she will be here for whatever needs to be done with the community service."

"No problems Ms. Davis. Teenagers can be tough. But I can see you are doing a great job with Sam. Just take a deep breath and I will go get her." The officer says as he turns and walks back to the minor holding cells.

"Okay.. Thank you." Brooke takes a seat in one of the chairs against the wall and waits.

After about 10 minutes pass. Sam is brought to the front with an officer holder her upper arm slightly guiding her towards Brooke.

Sam avoids eye contact with Brooke and shuffles in her direction. Well knowing she had done it this time.

Brooke looks to her daughter with pure rage and anger, but also love and relief that she was okay. The officer releases Sam and Brooke grabs her and pulls her in for a tough hug. Sam is stunned. Not the reaction she was expecting.

"Sam. Honey are you okay?" Brooke asks as she pulls her back on her shoulders looking into her eyes. And mentally checking her over.

"Um yeah. I'm fine." She gulps.

"Good. Because I'm going to KILL YOU!" Brooke growls shaking her shoulders slightly.

Well there's the reaction I was expected Sam thinks to herself.

"Let's go!" Brooke says in a no-nonsense tone while grabbing her wrist and leading out of the police station. Saying over her shoulder to the police officer. "Thank you so much and I am so sorry about all of this."

"No problem. Have a good night ma'am. We'll be in contact about the community service." He responds to Brooke.

As Brooke and Sam walk out of the police station Sam can feel the heat coming off of Brooke in her anger.

They get out to the car and open the doors and climb in. Once in the car. Sam tried to speak and break the tension. Cleary too soon.

"Brooke. I. I'm so sorry-" Sam tries to choke out over her tears that had formed in her eyes.

"WHAT THE HELL WERE YOU THINKING SAMANTHA!?" Brooke yells.

"I'm sor-" Sam tried to answer a clearly rhetorical question.

"NO! Obviously you weren't thinking. Because you have NO idea how worried I was. I had no idea what had happened to you or where you were. You scared me half to death, then I find out you have been ARRESTED!" What the hell Sam!" She says in a loud and stern tone.

"Brooke I'm sorry. Please let me explain!" She yells. But only receives an eyebrow raise and stern look from Brooke. "I. I'm sorry I didn't mean to tell at you. It's just you aren't letting me explain!" She says slightly remorseful.

"Oh don't you worry about that. You will have a lot of time to do that tomorrow morning. For now I think you just need to sit here and reflect on what happened tonight. I don't want another word out of you until we get home." Brooke says in a no-nonsense tone. Then takes a deep breath starting the car.

...One Tree Hill...

Sam nods her head and puts her seatbelt on slouching in the seat. As the drive home was filled with silence.

In an attempt to break the tension and silence. Sam reached for he radio to turn it on but quickly realized that was a bad plan.

Brooke saw Sam reaching for the radio out of the corner of her eye and took her right hand off the steering wheel and slapped Sam's hand away.

SLAP! "Ow!" Sam yelped.

"Don't even think about it." Brooke says while giving her head a quick shake for emphasis.

Sam rolled her eyes and slouched further into her seat.

Once they arrived home. They both existed the car and walked towards the front door meeting Julian half way.

"Sam! Are you okay! What happened!" Julian asked as they walked towards him.

Sam looks to Brooke hoping she would jump in and help her explain. Sadly that was not the case. Brooke shrugged her shoulders as if to act like she didn't know anything.

Sam stood and attempted to collect her words for a moment.

"I was..." Sam started but stopped mid-sentence. Looking over to Brooke.

"You were what Sam?" Brooke asks in a stern tone.

"I was.. Arrested.." She says looking down at the driveway.

"What! Arrested! Why!" Julian spits back.

"Well she will tell us all about that tomorrow morning. Right now she needs to go to bed. Because I don't want to wake Sawyer yelling." She glares at Sam.

They walk into the house and Sam puts her bag next to the door and kicks her shoes off.

"Go to your room!" Brooke says in a low and threatening tone.

"Brooke. Please. I'm so sorry. I didn't-" Sam tried to plead with Brooke but is cut off mid-sentence.

"Samantha. Go. To. Your. Room. Now. I am so pissed off right now. Go." She points to her bedroom.

Sam sighs and walks towards her room, she bends down to pick up her bag from the door and the back of her shirt slightly rises reviling a red and bandaged freshly done Tattoo.

Brooke sees the tattoo and almost falls over in shock. This could not be happening. She takes a quick breath in attempts to calm herself before she herself if arrested for the murder of her fifteen year old daughter who had been arrested, and now had a TATTOO. Not happening. Brooke thinks to herself as Sam walks by her Brooke grabs her arm.

"What. The. Hell. Is. On. Your. Back." Brooke growls. In hopes she is currently on an episode of punk'd. That's what it felt like.

Sam begins to cry again.

"Samantha Davis. That better not be a Tattoo." Brooke growls with her teeth clenched increasing the grip on Sam's arm.

Julian walks behind Brooke and placed his hand on her arm releasing her hand from Sam's arm. "Sam. Go to your room." Julian states.

Sam walks into her bedroom and as Brooke watches with clenched teeth and shakes her head.

"Brooke I need you to take a deep breath." Julian says trying to calm Brooke down.

"Brooke! What the hell happened?" Julian asks.

"She was arrested for underage drinking, trespassing, and putting her hands on a police officer." She sighs and sits down on the couch massaging her temples.

"Oh my god." Julian responds.

"Exactly. I have no idea what got into her. Or really what happened." Brooke sighs and begins to show emotion. Tearing up.

"Brooke. It's okay. We'll find out what happened. I'm sorry I wasn't there." He says

"Julian you had Sawyer. It's not your fault. I was just so scared. And then so relieved when I saw that she was okay. And then so angry. And now I'm just so confused and disappointed. And a TATTOO? Seriously?" She says as tears begin to flow from her eyes.

"I should have never let her go tonight. I knew this was a bad idea. This is all my fault." Brooke cries.

"Brooke. Listen to me. She's a teenager these things happen she may have a good explanation but for now I think you need to get some sleep and rest up so you can talk to her tomorrow." Julian reassured her.

"Yeah." She nods and heads for her bedroom.

Julian and Brooke creep into the bedroom trying not to wake Sawyer and get into bed, and drift off to sleep.

...One Tree Hill...

Brooke tosses and turns as she hears pots and pans clinging together and rubs her eyes. She feels herself leaning on Julian's Chest whom is also sleeping.

She yawns and opens her eyes. 'Wait. Why am I on the couch.' She thinks and shakes her head. She turns her head to see Sam standing in the kitchen making pancakes. She jumps up confused.

"Well good-morning sleepy head." Sam laughs.

"Sam? What. What are you doing." Brooke says still slightly disoriented.

"I'm making breakfast!" Sam says with a smile. "Sorry that I woke you. You and Julian looked so peaceful." She laughs. "You must have been tired you both have been passed out since I got home last night." She says as she continues to mix the batter.

Brooke runs over to Sam. "When did you get home last night!" Brooke demands.

"Um. 11:00pm. Just like you said I had to. Remember?"

Brooke shakes her head quickly in confusion. "TURN AROUND!" Brooke yells.

Sam looks at Brooke with confusion and giving her a 'are you insane look' but does it anyway.

Brooke lifts the back of Sam's shirt only to find... Nothing. "Nothing?" Brooke says.

Sam turns back around to face Brooke.

"What is wrong with you?" Sam laughs nervously.

"There's no Tattoo, and you're home, not arrested and..." Brooke says as fast as possible.

"Wait what?" Sam laughs. "Oh. It all makes sense now. Is that why you were yelling at me in your sleep?" She asks.

"In my sleep? It was all a dream. Oh my. Oh my god. Thank you God." Brooke says in a relieved tone.

Brooke looks to Sam and grabs her tightly and pulls her in for a hug. Rubbing the back of her hair. Brooke holds her for about 2 minutes. Sam at this point is beyond confused.

"I had this awful dream, you were arrested, and got a tattoo after the party last night. It was so real!" Brooke exhales.

Sam laughs hysterically, Arrested? A Tattoo? I'm glad I wasn't in that dream.

"Yeah well I was ready to kill you. It felt so real and strange!" She laughs.

"Has that got anything to do with it?" Sam asks pointing towards the empty tub of rocky road sitting on the coffee table between where Brooke and Julian were sleeping.

Brooke laughs. "Yeah. That probably was the culprit" and shakes her head.

"Wait! Sawyer! Oh my god!" Brooke says as she runs towards her bedroom.

"...Is still sleeping." Sam responds. "I got up to to go the washroom this morning and I could here her fussing so I went in and picked her up, changed her, played with her for a while, fed her her first bottle and then she fell back to sleep in my arms so I put her back in her crib." She reassures Brooke. "After that I couldn't get back to sleep hence the fact I am awake right now." She laughs.

Brooke looks over at Sam and could melt on the floor with the love and appreciation she felt in her heart.

"When did my beautiful daughter get so grown up and responsible?" She asks in a loving tone walking towards Sam wrapping her in for a hug.

"Well since I wanted to show you that I can be, and that I can handle going to parties again, and that you can trust me. I think I owe you that much. I came home on time, didn't drink and stuck with Taylor and Sarah all night. Scouts honer." Sam says attempting to imitate the scouts hand signal.

"Sam. I don't even know what to say." She looks to her daughter with tears in her eyes. "I love you so much you know that?" She says hugging her again.

"Yeah well then I though that this might be a good time to tell you... Sam goes to lift up her shirt exposing her rib cage slightly. "About my Tattoo?" She says attempting to keep a straight face.

"WHAT!" Brooke yells.

"Gotcha!" Sam laughs waking Julian.

Brooke takes a deep breath and recomposes herself. "That is NOT funny Samantha." She states.

"I thought it was." Sam laughs and walks out of the kitchen as Brooke gives her a quick smack to her backside playfully.

"Ow!" Sam exaggerates.

"Well then. Don't play games with me young lady." Brooke laughs

"Whatever Brooke." Sam laughs.

"Brooke! OH MY GOD! BROOKE!" Julian says as he runs towards her hugging her.

"Julian! What!" Brooke snaps back confused.

"Oh man. I had this dream! You lost the company and Victoria got you a job in the circus, and then ran away and joined the circus with Sam. You guys had an act together and I couldn't find you!" He spits out quickly. Brooke and Sam begin to laugh hysterically.

"WHAT! It's not funny it was a nightmare, you have no idea!" Julian claims.

"Oh I think I have an idea Julian." Brooke states honestly.

"What?" Julian says confused as Sam walks over you the coffee table and picks up the tub of empty ice cream and walks over to the trash.

"You both are banned from this ice-cream before bed." She laughs as she throws it in the trash closing the lid.

Brooke bursts out in laughter at Julian's still perplexed face. And gives him a kiss on the cheek. "Everything is okay now babe. We're all here."

Julian smiles. "Yeah thank god." He laughs.

"Man that was a weird dream..." Brooke and Julian say in unison.

...One Tree Hill...

WOAH! Plot Twist. It was all a dream. Did you see that coming? I know some of you had mixed feelings about Sam's party experience so I thought this was a way to please both sides. I really enjoyed writing this chapter. Please Review with thoughts, ideas, or feedback!

-Samantha