Chapter 10

Thanks for all of the amazing reviews again. There were a few suggestions and predictions of what could happen and I have to say that someone was actually on the right lines for what might happen in the future, sort of.

I think that there will be a flashback chapter pretty soon, not entirely sure when it will be finished but I'm working on it.

"Hey, you're up late." Lucas commented as Peyton walked into the kitchen, usually she was at work at this time.

"Yeah I couldn't really sleep much last night," she responded seemingly surprised that he was there too.

Since their trip to Tree Hill the amount communication between them had increased, maybe it was the feeling of familiarity that the place had given them but that trip had definitely changed them, for the better. Peyton had become more care-free, as though a weight had been lifted off her shoulders and he liked that change in her, it made him feel as though maybe a part of her didn't actually mind being around him.

As he ate his breakfast at the table he watched Peyton move around the kitchen and it was then that she leaned over slightly and Lucas got an eyeful of her boobs. His eyes widened slightly as he realised just how big they were, he was certain that they were not that big before. Maybe she had changed more than he thought, the Peyton that he knew five years ago would never get a boob job.

Later when Peyton was in the shower Lucas heard a phone ring and noticed that Peyton had left hers lying around on the table in the kitchen, realising that it was Brooke ringing Peyton he decided to answer it, it had been a while since he'd spoken to Brooke anyway.

"Hello," he greeted.

"Luke? Is that you?" Brooke questioned and before he had time to answer she carried on talking. "Well I hope it's you anyway because P Sawyer does not need any more boy drama in her life."

"It's me Brooke," he cut off her rambling.

"Oh well I kind of wanted to speak to Peyton about the wedding, mine not yours," she clarified with laughter.

"I'm not really sure you can even call what we had a wedding," he laughed back.

"As long as there were witnesses and a marriage certificate it's still technically a wedding Luke," Brooke pointed out.

"Yeah but there were no guests, no family and we were drunk in Vegas. Not at all how I imagined we'd get married," he said without even thinking, it was the truth that he'd always imagined that he and Peyton would get married in Tree Hill with her dad walking her down the aisle and all of their friends up there with them. Well that was what he'd imagined before she'd said no to him.

Brooke paused for a second, unsure what to say before her mind raced back to the whole point of the conversation.

"Look as nice as it is to talk to you Luke I really need to speak to Peyton."

"She's actually in the shower right now so you might want to call back later."

"Okay I'll speak to you later then."

"Wait Brooke," Lucas stopped her from hanging up the phone then went silent as he struggled to come up with the best way to say it.

"What is it?"

"I was just wondering, um, Peyton didn't like, you know, get a boob job did she?"

All Lucas could hear for a couple of seconds was silence before he suddenly had to hold the phone away from his ear when he heard Brooke's laughter come from the other end.

"Are you serious Luke? You honestly think that Peyton – Peyton Sawyer – got a boob job?" Brooke laughed.

"I know that it's a bit weird but her boobs, they're like really big and I know it's been a while since we, you know, but there is absolutely no way that they were that big before, I would have known."

"Okay first of all please stop with the pervy description of my best friends boobs because married or not you have no right to be leering at them," she declared.

"I wasn't-" he began to defend himself but Brooke wasn't finished.

"Second if she did get a boob job which I sincerely doubt that she did it's none of your business, got it?"

"I was just…" He trailed off accepting that there was no way he was going to win this argument.

"Tell Peyton that she needs to call me as soon as she gets out of the shower or I'll tell her about her most recent stalker."

With that Brooke hung up the phone and Lucas put his head in his hands wondering how such an innocent question (okay maybe it wasn't totally innocent) had ended up with that reaction.

"I swear to God Peyton if you don't tell him soon then he's going to figure it out, he's not stupid," Brooke told her over the phone and she rolled her eyes, she was fairly certain that they'd had the exact same conversation just two days ago.

"Yeah I know you keep telling me but he doesn't seem suspicious at all so I think I still have some time to figure it all out," she said absent-mindedly whilst sketching.

"But he is suspicious, earlier he was talking to me about your boobs Peyton," she hissed down the phone.

"He was what?" She stopped drawing suddenly and began paying full attention to her friend.

"He was saying that your boobs had gotten bigger and he wanted to know if you'd had a boob job," she informed her.

So that was why he was staring earlier.

"So he thinks I got a boob job, it doesn't mean that he thinks I'm pregnant," she reasoned but even she could hear the desperation in her voice as though if she said it enough it would be true.

"So you think that he's not going to link it all together any time soon? The weight gain, the morning sickness, the boobs and the doctor's appointments?"

"I'll tell him before it gets to that point," she promised before changing the subject. "Actually speaking of doctor's appointments I have my first ultrasound tomorrow."

"What? Are you going to tell Luke before then?" she asked and Peyton sighed, she really thought that this would distract her but apparently not.

"Why yes Brooke I'm going to tell him within the next 24 hours even though I've already told you a million times that I still need more time," she said sarcastically.

"So you're going to the appointment alone?" Brooke asked sadly.

"I'm a big girl and it's not the first doctor's appointment that I've been to alone Brooke," she said beginning to feel the irritation that seemed to come easily with pregnancy.

"I know, I just worry about you," she admitted and Peyton softened immediately.

"Well thank you but I'm okay, I promise," she said and she wished that she could believe the words coming from her mouth.

"Peyton Sawyer?"

When she heard her name being called by a nurse she felt the butterflies that were already in her stomach flutter even more. She walked into the examination room where her doctor was waiting for her and took a seat. Then came the endless boring questions including a subtle attempt at asking about the father which Peyton gave a vague response to and her doctor just left it at that, not wanting to push her.

"Okay so from what you've told me it looks like you're fourteen weeks pregnant."

Peyton nodded in response although it wasn't as if there was any doubt that that's when she'd got pregnant.

"Which would make your due date 25th of December," the doctor finished.

"Wait what?" she asked, although she had worked out that the baby would be born at the end of December she hadn't really imagined herself giving birth on Christmas day.

"There's no need to worry, babies very rarely arrive on the due date, especially since it's your first pregnancy."

She breathed a sigh of relief and watched as the doctor began to put the cold gel on her stomach and then there was suddenly a picture on the screen and Peyton felt her heart begin to beat faster.

"Okay there's your baby." The doctor smiled at her kindly.

"That's the baby?" she asked in total shock, nothing could have prepared her for this moment. She'd read all of the books and each one had told her about seeing the baby for the first time but there were simply no words that could possibly describe this feeling of immense happiness.

Her happiness was cut short however when she suddenly remembered that her baby, her beautiful little baby that she was seeing for the first time was missing someone vital in their life; their father. She wished Lucas was there, he deserved to see this. He'd probably cry, she decided, and he'd hold her hand and maybe tell her that he was happy they were having a baby, even if they weren't together. He'd be an amazing father, she just knew it. The worst thing about it though was that it was all her fault, it was her fault that Lucas didn't get to share this moment with her, it was her fault that he didn't even know that in less than six months he would be a father.

It was that moment that she decided that she needed to tell him, sooner rather than later. He didn't deserve to miss out on any more miracles.

I'm not sure whether the baby should be a boy or a girl, I always seem to go with girl so I was thinking maybe a boy this time but I already have a girl's name picked out for this story that I really love so any input on that would be great, mind you there's still a while to decide that. Or any input on the story in general would be great too because reviews keep me motivated.