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Scanning her eyes around the room, her heart pounded in her chest as she stared at everything. There were babies everywhere. Baby posters, baby magazines, baby flyers and just babies with pregnant ladies. She didn't know how she felt about what was going on, she didn't know what she wanted but she knew if she saw one more baby she might have a mini freak out.

"It's ok," his hand ran over her leg and her head snapped up to his. "Breathe Pretty Girl, just breathe. Everything is ok…"

"I'm scared," her voice cracked as she placed her hand on his. Feeling it tremble in his. "I hate doctors…I don't care which doctor it is. The whole situation makes me feel kinda sick."

"This one shouldn't," he glanced around at all the women and leaned over to press a kiss to the side of her head. "Most doctors are scary, you aren't there for good news but this isn't one of those. This is place clearly is a good news place. I mean, look," he nodded at a small baby girl as she laid in her mother's arms. "Where is the bad in that?"

"She's beautiful isn't she?" she curled into him, the light of a smile dancing across her face. "Absolutely perfect…"

"Beyond perfect," he gently touched her stomach and Brooke's heart hurt a little at how excited he seemed for there to possibly be a baby in there. She was so nervous, completely petrified, but it seemed like he was hoping for it. Wishing with everything in him that there was his child in there. The child they made together. How he was so calm about it, she had no clue because she still didn't know how to felt about having a baby and not being married. "Would you want a boy or a girl?"

"Luke…"

"Seriously. If you are, what are you wanting? What would you be wishing for?"

"Well…" she pulled in a long breath and slowly released it. "Every girl wants a little girl," she shrugged, because that was true. Something about having your own little girl would be amazing. "But I have a big brother," she shifted to look at him. "And I love having a big brother. He protects me and loves me and he has my back over everyone," she told him and he nodded because he got that, he also was a big brother. "I want too when I have a little girl, her to have that. So first, I want a little boy. Wouldn't mind if he looked just like you," she smiled and he started to grin.

"No, I definitely want him or her to look like you. Your eyes, your dimples…that gorgeous smile," he ran his thumb over her lip and she started to grin.

"How do you do that?" she sank into his touch and shook her head. "No matter how scared I am, you just seem to make me so relaxed," she shook her head, swearing no one had ever had that effect on her.

"Because you shouldn't be scared, Pretty Girl," he told her for about the million time. "No matter the outcome of this, it's a good thing…"

"You sure?" she let out a dry laugh and ran her hand over her small stomach. "Because I've been weighing pros and cons all day."

"It's a part of you and me and he or she was made out of love," he placed his hand back on hers and she slowly nodded. "Because I love you Brooke," he touched her chin to look at him. "I love you more than I thought was possible to love anyone. That's the only pro I need to be ok with the outcome."

"Thank you," she whispered with her voice cracking. Leaning forward to press a kiss to his slips and letting out a sigh. "I needed to hear that…"

"Whatever happens we will figure it out together," he promised and she nodded.

"Brooke Davis?" they both looked up at the older woman at the door looking around.

"Ready?" he asked and she nodded, taking his hand as they stood and went to the back.

"My god, why aren't you answering you're phone?!" he snapped when once again he was greeted by the voicemail. "I need to talk to you. I've tried I swear twenty times. Call me back. I'm not kidding Kate, we really need to talk. I'm going to try and fly by this weekend so we can talk, for real. Please just call me back," he begged, hanging up the phone and chunking it at bed. The unmade bed he spent the night with someone else in.

How did he do this? How did he let his life get so damn complicated? He didn't mean to. He didn't mean for Brooke to be something serious, he honestly didn't mean to even sleep with her that first night. She just…she brought him in. Her body, her eyes, her smirk and smile and her voice…god damn her voice got him every time.

He could honestly admit he never in his life cared about anyone the way he did and he wished…he wished to everything he was honest with her from the beginning. Not been a jackass and just ended things with Kate the minute he knew he was developing serious feelings for Brooke.

"Damn it…" he ran his hand over his head and pulled in a long breath. Reaching back for his phone, he searched his contacts before hitting the number. It ringing three times before it picked up on the other end.

"Hello?"

"Hey Pretty Girl…" he closed his eyes as he thought.

"Hey…sorry I left so early. I…I had the morning shift…"

"No, I know. I remember you telling me. I just, I was checking on you," he explained. "I wanted to make sure you were feeling ok."

"Luke, I'm fine. I told you. I went to the doctor and they said they would call with the results," she reminded him for about the millionth time since she disclosed that information to him. She explained when they got home, first thing that Monday she would go to the doctor and she did…well they did. Now they had to just wait.

"I know, I know. I'm sorry. I'm not meaning to hover just…" he pulled in a long breath and ran his hands over his pant legs. "I don't know what I'm supposed to do. I don't know where your mind is…"

"I honestly can't tell you Luke…" her voice cracked a little because she would be lying if she didn't admit how scared she was. "I'm kinda freaked out…honestly really freaked out…"

"I know…I know you are," he nodded because he was more than aware of that. She tossed so much in her sleep last night he didn't know if she really even slept. "Just know I'm here. I'm always going to be here and together we will figure it out alright? You're not alone in this…"

"I know, I know I'm not," she leaned against the counter and looked around the empty bar. "I love you, Luke…" she whispered out after a moment and heard him smile.

"Oh, I love you too baby girl. So damn much…" he told her. "Call me when you leave work?"

"Yeah I will…bye…"

"Bye," he frowned clicking off and collapsing on his bed. Staring up at the ceiling he ran his hand over his face breathing in deep.

"Luke!" he heard the front door slam and his body froze, shooting up. "Lucas, where are you?!" she shouted as she moved around the large apartment.

"In here Lex!" he called, honestly not in the mood to deal with people today. As much as he loved his sister he just wanted to be left alone.

"Where's Brooke?" she stepped into the room hands on her hips.

"Well hello to you too," he flipped his phone from his hand and sat up on the bed.

"I'm serious Luke, is Brooke here?" her eyes scanned around for the dark haired beauty knowing it was rare they weren't together.

"No, she had to work this morning," his brows pulled confused. "Why? What do you need with her?"

"I don't need her, I just wanted to show you this without her around," she flipped the paper in her hand forward and he just stared at it. "Read it jackass!" she ordered and he rolled his eyes yanking it from her.

"What is the big deal? It's just one-" and his eyes widened when he flipped over the magazine and stared at the cover. "Fuck…" he cursed as he read the title splashed over the cover. It being a picture snapped of him and Brooke while on vacation.

'Scott's Many Women'

'Guess having a woman in every time zone makes work run easier for him'

"Haley text me this morning saying she saw it while at the store. She said she tried calling you," she told him as he yanked the pages and searched for the article.

"Yeah…she called earlier but I was busy," he mumbled and felt his stomach drop.

"Scott has had his women in the past, but the world is curious to know if the mystery brunette is anything special. Though we've seen him take them to bars and hotel rooms, we've never seen such a fancy treat. Witnesses say the two were all over each other. Spotted at an intimate dinner with friends and what sources say is Scott's younger sister, they said Scott constantly had eyes on the young brunette. Witness said it was as if the two thought they were the only ones in the room and shared private smiles and glances and snuck many sweet kisses. Romantic getaway? Or just a part of one of his many woman? One thing is clear though, he has no problem letting his family in on the deal."

"How did they even get these? We were gone just a week an half ago," he scanned a few photos. Some of them on the beach, one of Alex and Brooke laughing at a club and one at the hotel when he had kissed her. Then one of their last mornings together when Brooke was on the balcony. Her wrapped in their bed sheet as he stood behind her with his arms around her.

"Apparently, someone called in a tip that you had been seen around town with Brooke. They've been watching you a few weeks Luke…." She frowned sinking down in a chair. "But it gets worse…"

"How can it get worse?" his head snapped up thinking this was pretty bad.

"Check out page 42," she told him and he looked at her lost before flipping to the next bed.

"What the hell?" he scanned at all the photos of him and girls he had been with over the years.

"Clearly Scott has never discriminated against the women he chooses. However, curious minds want to know. What makes this one so special? Sources close to the young actor said he was smiling more. However, was quoted to say that the girl was just around for his cold nights. Being as he was away from his fiancé, we remind you, so much during the year, that would make sense. He's still consider a young guy and young guys miss their needs. Source close say Kate Jones is devastated and Scott has been begging for her back. Though she has in the past said she wouldn't handle cheating, that the young couple has been together for years and she isn't ready to give him up yet. She's hoping the two can work through it but the wounds are fresh and she isn't going to let him back in that easily."

"Where the hell did they get this shit?" his temper flared as he reread each article. "I've never said anything like that about Brooke. I've also never been with anyone while I've been with her."

"I know…" Alex nodded, knowing her brother truly did care about the young girl. Be around them five minutes and it was clear.

"What bullshit could this be that in one article is states how crazy I seem to be about Brooke, however not three paragraphs down it says I'm begging for Kate back because Brooke was just someone to keep me warm? What the hell does that even mean?!"

"I don't know, Luke. I really don't. You know they just shoot that stuff out of their ass to sell magazines. Haley said Kate took off for a shoot two days ago and she talked to her yesterday and she seemed clueless to everything. Still spoke of the wedding and how excited she was to start planning…"

"I don't care about that anymore. It's out, people are going to know but what about Brooke?" worry flooded through him. "She has so much going on and she is a good person Lex. She doesn't deserve this. She did nothing wrong. What am I going to do?"

"You have to talk to her Luke. You have to be honest about everything before she sees this. You're lucky Tree Hill seems slow on celebrity gossip, but you need to tell her."

"I know, I know. I was going to tell her when we got back but she…" he paused thinking about all Brooke was going through. "She has a lot going on…"

"Like what?"

"Nothing…" he shook his head, knowing he promised Brooke he wouldn't say anything until they knew for sure one way or the other. "But I have to go. If you see her before I do, please tell her I need to see her and please don't let her see those magazines."

"I'll the best I can…"

"Thank you," he rushed over to kiss the top of her head and grabbed his phone. "I'm going to call Ron and see if I can do some damage control. Maybe I can get them to pull the magazines being most of the story has lies in it."

"Yeah maybe…just be careful Lucas. Be careful with yourself but also Brooke because…because I really like her…"

"I do too," he gave a gentle smile, swearing his heart never raced so fast in his life. "I'll call you later…" he grabbed his keys and rushed to the door to head to see Brooke. Alex glancing at the magazine and frowning, her praying to god that he found Brooke before she saw it, because she loved the young girl and she really wanted them to end up together.

Running the rag over the counter she let out a laugh at something one of the regulars said. She didn't understand the story, it just involving something of their young days working what they called the streets but it was familiar and she needed that.

"So how are you doing today?" Rachel brushed her hair back, her gorgeous diamond sparkling in everyone's face. She loved that. She loved fiddling with it, flashing it around and having people talk about. She was married, she was probably the happiest she has been in a long time.

"I'm doing pretty good. A little tired, but you know, first day back," she flipped her hand up and around the bar and the red head nodded. "How's married life?" she changed the subject back to her friend, really not wanting to be pushed about her current situation.

"Amazing," she sung out and grinned. "My husband surprised me with breakfast in bed this morning…"

"Well what did you surprise him in bed with?" the brunette kinked a brow and he friend smirked reaching for her drink.

"Probably nothing you want to hear about," she shrugged, popping a pretzel in her mouth. "But what's up with you?" she flipped her hair back to face her. "You've seemed kinda quiet since the trip…"

"Yeah, I uh…" she glanced up to see the woman walk in. "Just a second," she grabbed a menu from the counter and some silverware off the tray. "Hi, how are you?" she places it down and runs her hand slowly over her stomach.

"Doing well, what about yourself?" she flashes a bright smile and Brooke frowns a little at how perfect she seemed. Her clothes expensive, her smile bright and flawless, super expensive bag on her side and large sparkling diamond on her finger, along with bracelets and earrings and nice necklace.

She bets that's nice. Having money. Not working your ass off day after day and really always feel like you're struggling. Lucas was like that. He never really knew struggle with the money he had and she knew if she was pregnant she might not have to work so hard all the time because he would take care of both of them. But as she watched this woman with the perfect nails run her finger over her nice phone, she wondered if she would want to be like that.

If she would want him always taking care of her. She wasn't sure she would handle that well. She liked to be independent. Plus, the fear he might one day resent her for it all scared the hell out of her.

"Pretty well," she forced a smile, drumming her fingers on her stomach and pulling in a long breath. "But can I get you something to drink?"

"Yes," she studied the menu and pulled a bit of a face before shrugging. "Just make me whatever, something with lots of alcohol," she joked a little and Brooke released a bit of a laugh as she nodded to make a drink.

"So what were we saying?" she grabbed the clear liquid and a frozen glass from the fridge.

"We were asking how you were. You've seem off the last few days," she stated and Brooke nodded.

"Just have some things going on," she confessed, grabbing three more bottles to pour into the glass.

"Lucas things?"

"Just things," she told her, not wanting to discuss it right then. Until she knew for sure she didn't want to mention it to people. She didn't want people to get all freaked or excited or whatever they might feel. Plus she didn't want to hear her best friend chastise her for messing up. "Alright," she grabbed the hose to put some sprite and a splash of pineapple juice. "This is a little mix I enjoy," she placed the cherry on the top and straw by its side.

"Thank you, uh…"

"Brooke," she flashed her a smile and she nodded. "If you need anything, my name is Brooke."

"Brooke…" she gave her a look before going back to her phone. "Thank you…" she called out and Brooke nodded as she went back to her friend, leaning on the counter with a frown as she gazed at her.

"What's going on Brooke?"

"So much," she sighed, grabbing her phone when it went off in her pocket. Pulling it out and her heart stopped a moment. "I…I have to get this," she glanced around at everyone to make sure they were ok and looked at her red head friend. "Can you just…watch everything," she waved her hand at the bar, not even hearing the answer before walking into the back room and hitting the answer button. "Hello?"

"Hi, may I speak to Brooke Davis?"

"Umm…this is her," she nervously sat in a chair and felt her leg start to shake.

"This is Dr. Cortez and I was letting you know that your test is in…"

"Ok…" she ran her hand over her stomach she swallowed the large lump as she waited for the person on the other line to speak.

"Rachel…" Brooke came out of the back and the red head glanced up at her. "Is there any way you can just stand around until Jen gets here?" she bit her lip as she dug around for her purse.

"Umm…yeah, but is everything ok?" she looked at her confused to why her entire mood just flipped within five minutes.

"Yeah," she grinned big, suddenly feeling so relieved and relaxed. "Things…things are going to be perfect," she pulled the purse on her shoulder and tossed her hands to the side. "Things are really going to be perfect Rach…"

"Well good…"

"Now, I'm going to go find my boy," she started toward the door. "Thank you!" she called again as she pushed open the door and out into the warm air.

"Well someone seems happy," the young woman commented and Rachel shook her head as she watched her friend walk out.

"Yeah…I'm not really sure what that was about," she slid from her seat and over to refill a man's beer. "Probably going home to get laid," she teased hitting the tab and watching the dark liquid fill the cup. "Here you go Randy," she slid the beer to him and he flashed a lazy smile as he took it and went back to his seat.

"Well, she was glowing," the blonde leaned in her seat flipping through emails on her phone. Tossing her hair back, she tapped the rim of her almost empty glass. "Can I have another?"

"Sure," the red head went to grab a frozen mug and fill it with ice. "Crap," she scanned the computer and bit her lip. "Brooke didn't start you a tab, what's your name so I can program it in?" she hit the little green button to start a new tab and the blonde let a slow smirk creep across her red painted lips.

"Kate."

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