So this is my very short update for the day(and I got it posted a little past 2.. go me!). I had originally planned on this to go with the other chapter but I didn't have the Baley scene written out( not too happy with that btw). Anyway, I have been waiting since like the third chapter to post the part ofter the asterics lol So I hope you all LOVE that part and I honestly think you will. So, next chapter I'm going to try and get posted by firday, not to sure what in all it will entail. Anyways, please read and review!!!:
DISCLAIMER- I own nothing, I unfortunatley did not get Bryan Greenberg for x-mas
"Thank god we are home." Nathan mumbled, half asleep. Madison had been born at midnight and they had stayed for an hour after that. Haley probably would have made them stayed longer if the nurse hadn't came in and kicked them all out.
"Tired Nathan?" Brooke said with a laugh that was followed by a yawn. She was tired too but not nearly as tired as Nathan.
Nathan just grunted and kept walking to the bedroom. Haley waddled her way and plopped herself down on the couch.
"I don't get how you guys are tired." Haley responded, turing the tv on to 'Golden Girls' rerun.
"You are the most energetic pregnant person I know." Brooke said shaking her head as she turned back on her cell phone.
"I'm the only pregnant person you know." Haley said before redirecting her focus on the tv.
Brooke laughed before checking her voicemail.
'Hello Broke this is Dr. Chan and we got your test results back. Unfortunately it looks like we're going to have to do another surgery..."
Brooke didn't finish the voicemail before she slammed her cellphone shut. She had been so happy up until that moment. Thanks to Madison, she had even forgotten that she was receiving a call from Dr. Chan. But then she got the voicemail and it hit her like an 18 wheeler. She was having surgery. Again. She wouldn't have kids. Ever. Not biologically anyway.
"What's wrong?" Haley asked. Brooke hadn't even realized that Haley had been staring at her ever since her phone slammed shut.
"I.." Brooke began, her voice cracking, "I have to get the other... surgery." Brooke managed to get out as Haley's face dropped.
"What? Wait does this mean they'll have to do the..." Haley trailed off as Brooke just began nodding her head. She bit her lip to keep from crying but it was no use. She wasn't going to be able to have kids.
"It'll be okay Brooke." Haley said getting up to go hug Brooke.
"It wont be okay Haley. How is this going to be okay?" Brooke asked a little bit angry. She knew Haley meant well but she didn't want to hear about how 'fine' her life would be.
"Your gonna survive this Brooke. That's why you get the surgery."
"Yeah but I'm not going to be able to have kids!" Brooke yelled. It hadn't really hit her till now how much she wanted kids. Madison had definatly put things in perspective for her. At the hospital Brooke had found herself daydreaming about her kids, back when she still thought she could have them.
"You can still have kids Brooke. Maybe not biologically-" Haley began to say until Brooke cut her off.
"Don't give me that adoption crap Haley. Please just save it okay? I don't want to hear how I can adopt from the pregnant 18 year old!" Brooke said, more mean than she had intended.
"Damn it Haley! They're are fucking 50 year olds out there who can have babies, but I can't? How the hell is that fair?! How could I have almost been pregnant last year and now not ever be able to have kids?!" Brooke yelled as tears finally began to pour out of her eyes.
"What do you mean 'almost'?" Haley asked.
"I had a pregnancy scare! After I broke up with Lucas! Haley, I didn't even know for sure if there was a baby, and I had already started talking to my stomach! I was actually sad when the doctor told me there was no baby Haley!!! I wont even get another pregnancy scare Haley!" Brooke cried, not even sure if she was making any sense.
"I didn't know Brooke..." Haley said quietly, feeling horrible for Brooke. She was right it wasn't fair.
Broke was coming down a bit from her anger, but only more sadness was settling in. It hurt to look at Haley. There she was 7 months pregnant and Brooke was going to get her uterus and her remaining half of an ovary removed.
"I can't be here." She sniffled.
"Brooke don't go it's late." Haley said trying to do what's best for her friend. She'd only worry about her if she left but then again, she didn't blame her for wanting to leave. She was pretty much mocking her.
"I can't look at you Haley. I'm sorry but I got to go. I'll call you tomorrow." Brooke said as she grabbed her coat and walked out the door.
Haley just stood there by the island as Nathan walked in. Haley's bottom lip quivered and tears were in her eyes.
"She knows your there for her Haley." he said, wrapping his arms supportively around his wife.
"She can't even look at me Nathan." Haley said a few tears coming down her cheeks.
"She just needs time." Nathan said, praying Brooke would be fine in time.
----------------Brooke walked silently up to his door, debating what to do. He was most likely asleep by now, he had had a hell of a day, but she knew she didn't have the right to walk in anymore.
She sighed to herself and knocked lightly and then opened the door up a little bit, poking her head into the room.
"Luke?" she asked, her voice cracking as she did. She wiped her tears away from her cheeks and then looked at her hand. It was pretty dark in his room but she knew that she had wiped some running mascara off of her check, so she wiped her hand on her jeans.
Lucas stirred a little but didn't wake up.
"Lucas? Broody?" Brooke asked again, daring to say his old nickname but not allowing herself to go in to the room yet.
This time Lucas woke up, squinting towards the door. "Brooke?" he asked. He was pretty sure he was awake but he didn't know why Brooke would be in his room, let alone in the middle of the night.
"Um, can I come in? Please?" she asked, almost as if she were pleading for him to let her in.
"Of course Brooke. You don't need to ask." Lucas said as he sat up. Brooke nodded and made her way into the room, closing the door behind her. She walked slowly over to the bed, biting her bottom lip.
She sat down on the edge of his bed, her back to him.
"What's wrong Brooke?" Lucas asked, getting a little scared. He looked at the clock. 2:47. He hadn't even gotten home until 1:30 after Dan told him to go and get some rest. So, needless to say he was tired as hell but this had to be something big if Brooke was coming to see him at 2 in the morning.
She was quiet for a long time, sniffling a bit. Lucas realized she was crying. Quietly and slowly, she was crying. Lucas didn't know why she was crying but he wanted to make it better. Make her feel better.
He scooted his way next to her, and wrapped his arms around her. She flinched a little at his touch, but then relaxed the best she could in his arms.
"Brooke, baby, what's wrong?" Lucas asked again, concern and worry dripping from his voice.
"I know that we aren't together anymore, " Brooke began to say slowly and quietly, " but can you just hold me tonight Luke?"
"Anything for you." Lucas said as she nodded her head and shrugged off his arms. He was taken back by this, but then she turned around to look at him. This was the first time that she had looked at him tonight. Her face was stained with tears and make up, her hair out of place. Her eyes were swollen and her breath was uneven.
She immediately launched herself back into his arms, sobbing hard into his chest. He wrapped his arms around her and squeezed tight. He had no idea why she was crying, let alone so hard, but right now it didn't matter. He just wanted to make it better for her. Make the pain go away. To save her.
That's when he realized it. Brooke never really needed saving, but when she did, he wanted to be there for her. He wanted to be the guy to hold her until she falls asleep, and to still be holding her when she woke up. He wanted to stay the guy that she went to when she needed someone.
And in that moment, nobody else existed. It was just him and her. Brooke, just trying to make the pain go away, and Luke, trying to take the pain away from her. There was no Peyton in this situation. There was no one else. Just 2 people who loved each other. Two people who loved each other back. Two people who, for the first time, gave each other their hearts, unconditionally and fully. Two people, who finally trusted each other enough to just let it be.