Ugh! I am having crazy writer's block… for the three research papers I have due before the end of the month. So I'm writing a bit of this. There won't be much writing of this because my grades depend on the real writing I should be doing instead of this…

"I can't believe I let you talk me into this," Haley groaned as she put more things into boxes.

"I can," Brooke grinned. Haley pretended to send her an evil look and Brooke just laughed. "Don't worry Haley, anybody stuck in a three on one situation loses. Even LeBron."

"LeBron who?"

"You're kidding right?" Brooke asked worried.

"She's not," Quinn said, completely straight-faced.

"Oh… my… God," Brooke breathed out, almost as if she was about to hyperventilate.

"Are you okay, sweetie?" Haley asked as she rushed to the little girl who was at the other side of her room.

"Haley…" Brooke started crying a little bit and it completely freaked Haley out.

She picked up the ten year old girl as if she was five and hugged her tight. "What's wrong?" she asked as she brushed her fingers through Brooke's hair.

Brooke leaned into Haley's shoulder and calmed down. "LeBron James," she whispered. "Kobe Bryant. Carmelo Anthony. Dwight Howard. Kevin Garnett…"

"What is she talking about?" Haley asked Quinn, her worrying increasing as Brooke chanted more names.

"Basketball players, Haley! They're basketball players!" Quinn shouted.

"I know they're basketball players! Why is she saying their names?"

"You know?" Brooke squealed pulling back a little to look at Haley.

"Yeah, I know. I am dating your brother after all. What are you freaking out about?" Brooke squirmed out of Haley's arms and returned to packing, ignoring Haley's question. Haley felt a knot in her stomach and once again worried how things would be once they all lived together. She sat down on her bed and patted on both sides of her for the girls to come sit with her.

"When your brother decides to show his face again, we are all going to sit down for a talk, but right now, I need to know what's going on. If we're living together and you are upset about something like this, whatever it is, I'm not going to ignore it, okay? I love you two like crazy and I hate it when you're upset."

"It's nothing," Brooke told her dismissively.

Haley looked at her and knew she was lying. She then turned to her sister that she knew couldn't lie to her or even push things under the rug. "Quinn?"

Quinn looked at Brooke, then back to Haley. She didn't want to turn on her best friend, but it was her sister, she had to tell. "We just worry sometimes."

"Quinn!" Brooke shouted, trying to shut her up.

"Just tell her, Brooke," Quinn whined. "She's not gonna give up and it's better that you tell her than her being constantly worried about you and then asking Nathan about it and involving everyone. It's so stupid. If you don't tell her, it'll just make it worse."

Brooke took a deep sigh before proceeding. "You and Nathan are just so different…"

"And?"

"And if you don't know the simple things about Nathan's first love, like who LeBron is, then it'd be really hard for you two to… I don't know…"

"Brooke. That is really sweet that you worry about me and your brother, but I really don't want you to. Or you, Quinn. We are supposed to be the ones worried about you, not the other way around. And your brother's first love is not basketball, it's you, okay? Don't forget that."

"Can we at least teach you about basketball?" Brooke begged, thinking that would cure any problem Nathan and Haley could ever have.

"Your brother already is teaching me. That's what couples do. They learn about each other and what each other love. But girls, that is our relationship and not yours. Okay?"

"Okay," Brooke and Quinn answered in unison.

"Okay what?" Nathan asked, walking through the door with two happy meals in his hands.

"Food!" the girls screamed as they ran and grabbed their food from Nathan.

"Kitchen table," Haley ordered as they fled the room. She stuck out her bottom lip and frowned as Nathan sat down beside her on the bed.

"Well, I was going to kiss you, but with that look on your face I'm kind of afraid," he joked.

"You're mean," she said, crinkling her nose at him.

"And you're cute," he smiled before giving her a quick kiss. "Already regretting it?"

"A little," she sighed placing her head on his shoulder.

"What happened?" he asked, worried that she was already backing out of moving in.

"I made Brooke cry."

"I don't believe that."

"I did. She said something about LeBron and I didn't immediately pick up on the whole basketball thing, so she kind of freaked out. She thought we were going to break up because I'm basketball illiterate."

"Do you know another LeBron?" Nathan asked, ignoring the big issue.

"No, but that's not the point. Our sisters' lives are revolving around our relationship and it's not healthy, Nathan. They are dissecting every little conversation we have in those brilliant heads of their and just waiting for the second everything falls apart." Haley was nearly in tears at this point, not sure of what to do.

Nathan kissed her forehead and combed down her hair with his fingers. "It's not going to fall apart."

"How do you know that?" she asked, looking up at him meekly.

"Honestly, I don't. All of us have already had our lives torn apart before. I just like to think that a just God wouldn't make us go through that again."

"We need to figure out what we're going to do. I know you're trying to make this not be a big deal, but it is. Things are going to change whether we want them to or not. Maybe not between us, but definitely with the girls."

"Why do you think things will change?"

"Because they will. Before we move, we have to make new rules. Does Brooke have to obey me, just as she would you? Because I know that I want Quinn to listen to whatever you say. It is your house after all. We have so many different rules with the girls, but if they're living together, shouldn't the rules be the same? I don't want them fighting over that. And I don't want Brooke to resent me because I'm stricter than you. I can't really change her rules when that's what she's grown up with. It just wouldn't be fair…"

"You've really thought this through," Nathan interrupted her.

"And obviously you haven't."

"You're right, but that's why I have you. I think Brooke should treat you just like she would treat me, but she pretty much already does that. I mean, she idolizes you, which is probably why she would freak out if she thought something might jeopardize us being together. Little things can really stress her out. When they're done eating we'll set down some rules for them. Once they're asleep tonight, we'll tell each other all their little quirks to expect and how we're going to handle it. Does that work for you?"

Haley gave him a quick kiss before grinning like a school girl, "That works perfectly."

Nathan and Haley sat at the head of Quinn's twin bed as the girls sat at the foot. Nathan had his arm wrapped around Haley's back as his hand rested on her hip. They both had somber expressions which made the girls feel uneasy.

"I told you she'd tell him," Quinn said to Brooke who just rolled her eyes.

"They're acting like sisters already," Nathan laughed as he squeezed Haley closer to him, hoping to lighten the situation a bit. Unfortunately for him, Haley was in mom-mode and not in the mood for laughs. "Okay…" he transitioned awkwardly. "So, we all need to have a little talk."

"I'm sorry I was a baby earlier. I promise it won't happen again," Brooke vowed, hoping that would end the conversation, but knowing it wouldn't.

"Good. That actually brings me to the first rule we have."

"Rules?" Brooke whined.

"Yes, rules. Now no more interrupting pipsqueak. Rule one: you two do not worry about our relationship. If we fight, you will not meddle and try to force us to make up. We will do so in our own time. We and we alone will dictate this relationship. Neither of you have a say in it. Got it?"

"Yes, sir," they both groaned.

Nathan turned to Haley, letting her set the next rule. "Rule two: we are in charge. It doesn't matter who says what, you will do what you are told. Do not ask me a question and then ask Nathan if you don't like my answer. Quinn, whatever Nathan says goes."

Quinn nodded her head as Nathan turned to Brooke, "Same goes for you. If Haley tells you to do something, you will do it." Brooke nodded her head in agreement and Nathan continued. "Just because you had privileges before, does not mean you will still have them. For instance, bedtime is no later than nine o'clock."

"What?" Brooke shouted, annoyed. Quinn didn't make a noise, excited that she had an extra thirty minutes added onto her own bedtime.

"Do I need to remind you of rule two, Brooke?" Nathan asked, already perturbed by his sister's resistance when Quinn was being good about it.

"Whatever you say goes…"

"That's right."

"Brooke, I may get mad at you from time to time, but just like Nathan, I love you. Don't think because I raise my voice at you that I hate you. We just want what's best for you and sometimes that means getting angry or giving punishment."

"Same goes for you Quinn," Nathan added.

"Doors, must be knocked on before entering," Haley said. "Quinn, living with a boy is a lot different and they need their privacy."

"And so do you two," Brooke added with a smirk.

"Brooke," Nathan scolded. "You will not talk like that either. It is disrespectful to Haley and quite frankly makes me feel uncomfortable."

"I'm just kidding."

"I don't care. It's inappropriate. If you'd get in trouble for saying it at school, you will get in trouble for saying it at home. What we do or don't do is none of your business. And it is not the reason we expect privacy. It is simply common courtesy."

Haley smiled, loving how Nathan was sticking up for her and how fatherly he could be all at the same time. She could definitely see him being an equal partner enforcing these rules and it gave her much relief. "I know this is going to be a big adjustment for you two, but we're going to try our best to make it easy. Just because we didn't state a rule now, doesn't mean that we won't set them later."

Both girls agreed to the new rules and went back to packing, leaving Nathan and Haley alone for a moment.

"That wasn't so bad," he smiled at her.

"A lot less painful than I thought," Haley said, letting out a long breath.

"I think we're going to be okay."

"Me too."

"Finally Quinn is all set up in her room, but I think she wants to sleep with Brooke tonight," Haley told Nathan as they each crashed in their own recliners.

"I guess that means it's time to move your stuff in," Nathan added wearily.

"I guess so," Haley whispered. She had put it off as long as she could, but now the time had come.

"You decide yet?"

Haley didn't answer. She was still mulling things over in her head. Would she take her own room or stay in Nathan's? She had slept with Nathan after they had too much to drink at the club, so it's not as if she hadn't been in his room before. She hadn't slept with him in the Biblical sense of course, but simply slept by him. It had felt nice, comfortable even, which was a complete shock to her. It was something she had never done before, but it felt so natural to lie in his arms. Was that something she wanted to commit to every night though? And what would the girls think? What would Nathan think? If she didn't want to stay with him, would he assume that she didn't want to be with him? She had been weighing her options from the second she agreed to move in and the decision hadn't gotten any easier.

"I won't be offended either way," he said, bringing her out of her thoughts.

"I want both," she blurted out. She saw the confusion etched on his face and expanded on her thought. "I want to stay with you, but I want my own place. Somewhere to escape, somewhere to do homework, somewhere to keep my things."

"That sounds fair," he grinned, thinking to himself that it couldn't have turned out any better.

"So… we'll move me in down the hall… but I think, like my sister, I'd prefer to sleep with a Scott."

By now Nathan was grinning like crazy and Haley was blushing just as much. "You're so cute when you're embarrassed." Nathan got up from his chair and grabbed Haley's hand, pulling her down the hall with him.

They began unpacking and like Nathan had promised, told each other all the things to expect with the girls and each other. "You know, this is the biggest room I've ever had."

"Really?"

"Yeah, this is all so surreal. I feel like I actually have room to breath. Somewhere that I can just get away from Quinn and having to be an adult. I think I'm really going to like it here."

"I know I'm going to like having you here."

Haley looked down, ashamed of what she was about to say, but wanting to say it anyways. "You really surprise me sometimes," she whispered.

"You make it sound like that's a bad thing."

"No, it's a good thing. I guess, it just makes me feel guilty. I know you and I know that you are a great guy. But honestly, I prejudged you and I guess sometimes other people's perceptions of you sneak in and I forget how amazing you are."

"That's not so bad," Nathan said, walking up to her and turning her around to face him. He wrapped his arms around her and gave her what he hoped was a reassuring smile. "Maybe I like being able to surprise you."

"There you go again, being all amazingly sweet when I'm being… petty!"

"Hales, you're not being petty. Maybe a little weird, but petty, no." He reached around her for one of the last few boxes they had left to unpack. "We are so close to being done," he smiled at her as he opened the box to see more… 'personal items'. "Where do you want these?" he asked as he held up a set of pink hipster panties with cartoon hearts.

Haley's face turned beet red as she grabbed the garment from him and threw it in an open drawer. She tried to grab the box from him, but his hand was already back inside. "I got these," she said as she pulled one edge of the cardboard box.

Nathan had one hand holding onto the box as the other was sifting through the box. "Eureka!" he screamed as he held out a set of black lace panties. "I've seen 10 Things I Hate About You. I know what these mean."

"It means I love my Sketchers," Haley scoffed. Just because one movie says something, it must be true. Although that movie is a pretty good holy grail for teen angst.

"No. According to Larisa Oleynik 'You don't buy black lingerie unless you want someone to see it.' Aka you totally want me to see it."

"You totally just quoted a chick movie," Haley semi-laughed, still nervous. She yanked on the box another time and it split up the sides, lingerie flying everywhere. "Oh my God, I hate you." Haley grabbed Nathan by the shirt and pushed him out of the room. "Out! No free show for you." She slammed the door shut leaving him on the outside.

"Hey!" Nathan shouted from the other side of the door. "That's not fair. We're not done unpacking."

"You going through my things is not fair," she shouted back. "Remember the rules we set? They included privacy and this is private."

"That hurts Hales. I thought we were closer than that."

Haley peaked her head out the door before replying. "Not yet."

"I like how that sounds. I'm definitely looking forward to that day. Hopefully though I'll see it on you and not in a stupid box. Or scattered over the floor… actually, scattered over the floor is exactly how I'd like to see them."

Nathan laugh was cut off when he heard whispering from behind him. He turned around to see two sleepy girls staring up at him. "Are you fighting?" Brooke asked.

"We're not fighting," he told the girls.

Haley opened her door when she heard him talking to someone other than her. "What are you girls doing out of bed?"

"We heard yelling," Quinn whispered. "Are you fighting?" she asked her sister, knowing that Haley could possibly be fighting with someone without them actually knowing it. it was a special talent she had.

"We're not fighting," she assured them. "Nathan is just in a timeout."

Brooke laughed at the thought of her brother in a timeout. It was about time he got one after all the time she spent in her room.

"Sorry we were being loud. You girls should get back to bed. You've got a big game tomorrow."

"He's our coach. Shouldn't he go to bed too?" Quinn asked.

"He definitely should," Haley smiled at him. "Off to bed mister."

A pout quickly covered Nathan's face, "I thought we were having a sleepover."

"A sleepover?" the girls squealed at the same time.

"Oh, can we? Please? We'll celebrate our first night together!" Brooke begged, not realizing that the 'sleepover' was meant for just Nathan and Haley.

The girls looked from one adult to the other with their best puppy dog eyes until Nathan simply shrugged. "Fine," Haley finally relented. "But where?"

"Nathan's bed!" Brooke shouted as she pulled Quinn along to Nathan's room.

Haley stepped out into the hall shutting the door behind her and leaned against it. "I guess I'll have to finish tomorrow."

"Sorry. It's just so hard to say no to them."

"Trust me, I know. I should probably put on something to sleep in. I'll be in there in a minute."

She started back into her new room, but Nathan stopped her. He turned her around before leaning down to kiss her.

"What was that for?" she asked.

"I figured we should start a new tradition of a good night kiss. I know once we get in there, that's not really possible. And I just really like kissing you."

"I like that idea, but does it really need to be limited to one?"

"Definitely not," he whispered before once again kissing her.

"I should really change," she said once she finally willed herself to separate from him.

By the time Haley got into the room both girls were already back asleep and Nathan was no where to be found. On her way over to the bed, she felt something pull on her arm and before she knew it she was up against Nathan's bathroom door.

"What?" she asked, confused by the situation. "Did I do something?"

Instead of using words, he leaned down and kissed her once more. "They are totally cramping my style," he whined.

"Nathan…" Haley started to laugh, but was cut off by his lips again.

"I was so looking forward to holding you and kissing you all night," he whispered against her neck as he continued to kiss her.

"Nathan… the girls are in the next room."

"They're asleep," he said as he kissed his way back up to her lips.

Although she thoroughly enjoyed kissing Nathan, she knew that at any moment one of their sisters could wake up and to be honest, if things kept going the way they seemed to at the moment, it could get louder. She pushed him off of her and smiled, "Tomorrow night. Just you and me. Okay?"

"Promise?" Nathan asked, his ears perking up at the thought.

"Only if you win," she grinned, challenging him.

"Oh, we are so going to win," he laughed before he opened the door so that they could join the girls.

They each went to their perspective sides of the bed beside their sisters and climbed in.

"Sweet dreams," Haley whispered after kissing Quinn's forehead.

"What about me?" Brooke asked, opening only one eye, pretending as if she hadn't been awake the whole time.

"Sweet dreams to you too, Brooke," she whispered leaning over Quinn to kiss her forehead too.

"What about me?" Nathan asked.

"Good night," Haley said back, faking annoyance.

"Your butt better win tomorrow," Nathan told his sister jokingly before finally lying down and going to sleep himself.