AN: I will keep this brief and short because this is the longest chapter so far. So here it is the long awaited drama chapter. I won't be able to update until sometime next week, like Tuesday or Wednesday, because I am going on vacation. Don't be angry with me, it's a long needed vacation for me and my best friend. Anyway, please review…. and I don't own anything.

Chapter 10 (3 months later) ~ "The struggles I'm facing, the chances I'm taking, sometimes might knock me down"

"Baby I know that you don't want to tell Peyton until your ready, but I really hate not going to your appointments with you."

"I know you do, but I will promise you this, I will tell Peyton every soon."

"Well how do you know?"

"I can fell it. Now stop bothering me and let me get ready so I'm not late."

"Ok, ok. What should I do about Peyton's nap?"

"Um… It's 1 pm now and if I'm not back my 2:30 can you put her down?"

"Of course. Now what time did you say your appointment was?"

"1:15. Why?"

"Because you just said it was 1."

"Oh shoot. I've got to go. Do me a favor and tell Peyton goodbye for me?"

"Sure."

"Thank you so much"

I had a feeling that today was going to be a tough day. Already I could tell Lucas was mad at me, and little did he know, I was going to find out the sex of the baby today. And if that wouldn't make him angrier, then I don't know what would.

I knew it, as I thought to myself as I was walking out of the doctor's office, today is definitely going to be a bad day. Indeed did I find out the sex of the baby and I already knew that Lucas was going to be really upset. We were having another girl, and he really wanted a boy. I know that he wasn't going to not love the girl, but he is definitely going to be disappointed. I figured that I should call him and tell him that I want to talk to him.

"Hello."

"Hey Luke, it's me."

"Hey Brooke, what's going on? How was your doctor's appointment?"

"Um… that's what I wanted to talk about. Do you think that you can try and put Peyton down for a nap sometime before I get home? I'm just leaving the doctors now."

"Ok. Sure. Is everything ok?"

"Thanks I'll talk to you when I get home."

I then hung up on him. This was definitely going to be hard, I really hope Peyton doesn't put up a fuss; she's been doing that a lot lately.

"Hey Luke I'm home. Where you able to put Peyton down?"

"Yea but it was a struggle."

"Do you think we could take the monitor and go down to the beach and talk?" As soon as the word beach was said, Peyton came running out of her room.

"Yea Brooke anything you want. Can you just tell me what's wrong?"

"Yea Mommy what's wrong? Daddy's been acting all weird since you called."

"Peyton I thought you were supposed to be napping."

"I was until you said that you and Mommy were going to the beach. And besides napping is for babies, and I'm not a baby."

"Peyton we've had this conversation many times with you, you are not a baby and you still have to take naps until Mommy and I say so."

"But I don't want to take one."

I could tell that Lucas was getting really angry with this whole situation and my secret was not helping at all, so I decided to step back into the conversation. "Peyton Elizabeth Scott you are acting like a baby, go up to your room and don't come out till one of us comes and gets you. And don't play with any of the toys in your room or you will be in bigger trouble. Do you hear me?"

"Yea whatever. And by the way, I hate my name, it's stupid. I hate the name Peyton. It's such as boys name and I don't know why anyone would ever name their daughter that?"

Peyton was a very rebellious child when she was angry, just like the person she was named after. I knew this day would come, the day she wanted to know how and why she got the name she did. It was going to be really tough on me. I have controlled myself, but there are only two or three days out of the year that I am a mess, the anniversary of the accident, Peyton's birthday, and Christmas. It is so hard to cover it up around Peyton. And yet through all of the anger I had for my child right know, she made me cry which is a thing very few people do. Lucas saw that I was about to go into a really bad break down, so he put all of his anger towards me aside and took action.

"Peyton I don't care if you don't like your name right now we will talk about it later. But right know go to you room and I swear if you do anything besides sitting on your bed you will be in MAJOR trouble. Now go."

And before he could turn around and face me, I was out the back door running down the beach. Yea I knew it wasn't very good for a six month pregnant women to be running at full speed, I just wanted to get away. I felt bad for Lucas for leaving him like this, it wasn't his fault at all, I even left in the middle of the sentence, I think he was going to say something like I'm so sorry Brooke, but you can't have a melt down right now think about the baby. Yea right how could I think of the baby at a time like this. I was then that my phone started to buzz, it was Lucas calling me. I didn't answer it, but I did slow down to a walk and started walking back to the house. I wasn't going inside but I figured that I might walk down the other way. I was about half way back to the house when I got another buzz; it was a text from Lucas reading Baby I know you're really upset right know but can you come home so we can talk. I'm really worried about you, my love. Xoxoxo Lucas. I know that Lucas really cared about me and I just was so upset and depressed over this, I didn't send a text back to him or call him. I just wanted some time on my own. When I got back to the front of the house, I sat down on the sand. I didn't care that I was six months pregnant and had a bulging stomach. I looked out into the water and just started to think about the good times that Peyton and I had and how she wouldn't want me to sit here and cry over her. I remember this one time we were sitting at my house on my birthday, it was one of the best nights ever. That was such a great night, so many memories. All of a sudden I here footsteps approaching me, it is probably Lucas.

"Hey are you sure you want to sit in the said and get all full of sand," it was Lucas and he was trying to make me laugh."

"Baby I'm sorry for running out of the house on you. I just wanted to get away. Peyton's comment angered me so much."

"I understand you baby and why you did it, but I think its time to tell Peyton about Peyton."

"I think so too, let's go I want to do it now. It's just so hard without Peyton. I miss her so much."

"I now you do Brooke, let's go talk to Peyton and maybe we'll go see Peyton today. How does that sound?"

"That sounds good. And thank you baby for always making me feel better. Let's go talk to Peyton."

"No problem, wait Brooke hold on, what was up with the baby? Why did you want to talk?"

"Well everything's fine, but I found out the sex of the baby."

"And…"

"And I know how you really want the baby to be a boy, Luke. Don't say you never said that because you did when I found out, and I can see it in your eyes. Well Luke, I'm sorry but I'm having another girl."

"Brooke there's nothing to be sorry about. I love this baby and that's all the matters. I don't care if it is a boy or a girl; I just want it to be healthy."

"Me too. I'm sorry for scaring you like this and I thought you were going to get really upset and we would get into an argument and I just didn't want Peyton to see that."

"I know. I understand why you were thinking that way. I accept your apology. Now let's go home and talk to Peyton."

"Fine but can I talk to her?"

"Sure, Brooke anything you want."