Author's note: Liason Morgan thanks for the great idea and I will definitely use it in this chapter. As for the rest of the reviewers please keep reviewing and let me know if I should continue on or just end it. And let me know your thoughts because I value your opinions.
P.S: Forgive me for the rushed delivery at just didn't feel like writing the scene.
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After the truth came out about Peyton's child Lucas sat Sawyer down and explained what he discovered at the appointment. Sawyer was upset about the whole situation and he didn't blame her. As far as Sawyer had known he and her mother had the perfect life until suddenly they didn't. Hell Lucas hadn't even known the deeper issues with his ex wife until after their divorce.
"If she could lie about this child then she could have lied about me." Sawyer said with a broken sob.
Lucas hugged his daughter and shook his head, trying to soothe her. "No, don't think like that."
"How can you not think like that? She obviously thought that she could get away with it for her to even try it."
"What do you want me to do Sawyer?" he asked warily, raking a hand over his face.
Sawyer looked at him and even though it was hard for her to even think it she forced herself to say, "To find out the truth. Get a DNA test done."
"What good would it do? If we did that and it came back that you're not my daughter—how would you feel? Because I know how I would feel. I would be crushed. I don't want to know Sawyer. I can't—" he said, his hands shaking with raw emotion.
"Dad I have to know for sure. We both do. And besides it's a fifty percent chance you are my biological father. Please dad…for me."
Lucas hung his head, "Alright…If it'll make you happy then I'll do it."
An hour later the father and daughter went down to the hospital and requested a DNA test to be performed. Lucas called Peyton and left a message for her to come to the hospital and left it at that.
Peyton came into the waiting room and looked panicked but seeing that Sawyer hadn't been admitted, visibly relaxed.
"What's going on?"
"We need a DNA test."
Peyton's hand went to her stomach and she shook her head, "No. It's too early for that and it could hurt the baby—"
Lucas sighed, "Relax. It's not for the baby. It's for Sawyer."
"Are you kidding me Lucas?!" she screeched, "You are a piece of shit for thinking for one minute that she's not yours! And to actually drag her down here—"
"Dad doesn't want it done mom. I do."
Peyton went from intensely angry to shocked, "What?"
"I need to know if Dad is really my dad. I mean if you can try to pass off one baby as his you could've just as easily passed me off as his as well." she explained, hating the entire situation.
"I'm so mad I can almost cry." Peyton said as she sat down, her leg shaking from tension. "You had to do some real brainwashing to get her to "think" of this! God you're such a dick!"
"Believe what you want Peyton."
After all three filled out their information Dr. Boyce walked up and told them to come into the back where they could get swabbed for the test. It was performed quickly, barely took a few minutes.
"The results will be back in a few weeks and we will mail you the results."
"Thank you." Sawyer said shakily, aware that she made the right decision but was overwhelmingly nervous about those results and would be until she had them in her hand.
Three weeks passed in a flash and all three regularly checked their mailboxes since it approached the three week mark. Brooke however checked it when it was finally in. Her brows kinked in confusion.
"Luke?" she said as she waddled inside with a letter from the Diagnostic Center in her hand.
"In the kitchen babe." he said as he fixed them breakfast.
Brooke walked into the kitchen and tossed the letter on the countertop next to him demanding, "Honey what's this?"
His face turned ashen when he realized what it was and whispered, "Oh God…"
"When did you get a paternity test done and for what? You already know…oh. Sawyer."
Lucas shrugged then said glumly, "It was her idea. I only did it to make her happy. To tell you the truth…I don't want to know. I prefer to think that she's mine than to find out she's not."
Brooke hugged him and whispered in his ear, "I'm here for you. And it will be okay."
"I guess I have to open it. Sawyer and Peyton will have copies of the results now too." he said, unaware that tears were forming in his eyes. It wasn't until he opened the letter that he had to acknowledge them and wiped them from his eyes so that he could see.
"Lucas Scott…99.9999999996 percent not the biological father…" he dropped to the floor, his heart seizing in his chest. "Brooke…"
"Lucas!" she said as she knelt beside him.
He looked at her with confusion and rasped, "He wasn't tested. But Julian's Sawyer's father."
Brooke was shocked. Then realization washed over her and she said, "Oh… he was already in the system for his other child. Oh Luke I'm so sorry."
The front door slammed open and closed and a minute later they heard, "Daddy?!"
"We're in the kitchen Sunbeam." Brooke said while holding the man she loved who was heartbroken.
They looked up and saw that she had been crying, the results crushed in her hand. "You know?" she asked, her voice cracking with sorrow.
Lucas stood to his feet then took her into his arms and said, "This doesn't change anything. You're still my daughter and I'm still your father. It doesn't change anything princess."
Sawyer sobbed harder and clutched him closer, afraid of letting him go.
Brooke watched the heart wrenching scene and cursed her former husband and ex best friend for all the pain they had caused.
Brooke went to the stove and removed the burning eggs from the eye.
"I hate her." Sawyer cried, soaking his t-shirt with her tears. "I hate her so much!"
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"What the hell Peyton?!" Julian snarled as soon as she opened the door. He marched past her, ignoring the red rimmed eyes she sported nor the tear stained cheeks. "This came into the mail today! What the fucking hell!"
"Sawyer wanted to know if Lucas was really her father since he put it in her head that this kid isn't his. And there's the results." she sniffles.
Julian exhaled and pinched the bridge of his nose and shook his head. "God I really am a fertile bastard. Does Brooke know?"
"I have no idea. But if she does she'll figure out that we had an affair behind her back while you were dating her."
"What about our daughter? How'd she take the news?"
Peyton began crying harder and shook her head, "We haven't really spoken since I was arrested. And it's killing me Julian."
Julian hugged her tight and ignored his own sadness. "It'll be alright Peyt."
"How do you know?"
He rocked her comfortingly and answered, "I don't. But I have to have faith regardless. Everything is going to work out as it should. Don't worry."
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Two months later Brooke was a week past due and was so big and heavy and hot and tired of being pregnant. She started walking three miles a day to see if she could move things along (it only made her feet swell). One night, she had contractions five minutes apart from 2 a.m. to 4 a.m. She sat at the computer timing them, not wanting to wake anyone if it wasn't necessary. The contractions eventually faded away, and she went to sleep feeling frustrated.
But in the middle of the night while in bed she felt a gush between her legs and the real pain started.
"Luuucaasss!" she moaned, shaking him awake.
"Huh?" he mumbled drowsily, his eyes still closed.
"It's the baby…we gotta go! Wake up!" she growled, hitting him over the head with her pillow.
Lucas woke up the time she said baby. He rolled over and felt the cooling wetness and his eyes widened. "Oh shit!"
One hospital ride and two hours of labor later Lucas Eugene Scott Jr was born. Brooke teared up as their son was being handed to her, all bundled up like a burrito, unable to believe that he was actually here.
He had a full head of downy brown hair, blue eyes and chubby cheeks. He looked mostly like his father.
"He's so beautiful." Brooke said as tears of happiness continued to fall.
Lucas kissed her sweat slicked forehead and said tearfully, "Thank you. We made a perfect little boy."
"Knock, knock!" Sawyer said as she walked in. "I came as soon as Cassie told me. Where is my little brother?"
Lucas took LJ from Brooke who had offered him to him. "Here he is."
Sawyer fawned over the tiny bundle of joy and said, "He looks like you Dad."
Lucas watched his daughter interact with his son and felt a warm sense of happiness. He looked over at his girlfriend who was fast asleep and had to admit that here was pretty damn good.
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A few months later Lucas had testified against his ex wife. It was an open and shut trial which she had been sentenced to the maximum penalty in prison for Assault in the Second Degree. Since what she had done to Lucas was a class B felony she was facing imprisonment up to 10 years.
Sawyer watched the entire trial with disbelief, hurt, confusion and anger. The footage of Peyton drugging Lucas which is shown in court to everyone, would not leave her mind. Disbelief that they even had to go through with this. Hurt that her mother had been sentenced to 10 years. Confused as to why Peyton felt the need to drug and rape her own ex husband. Anger that she had succeeded in ruining her life as well as the fact that she had to take on the responsibility for her unborn sister considering that Peyton couldn't exactly find the father of her baby.
Peyton had stood before the court with a stony expression the entire time the court proceedings were going on. As if she had no real remorse.
Brooke had stayed away from the courthouse due to the fact that she could no longer afford to be stressed out. Her doctor had told her that because of the stress that she had been under had made her blood pressure dangerously high and that if she did not get a handle on it she could have a stroke.
Lucas had to come and face the woman who had become so unhinged that she resulted in drugging him to have him again. The fact she felt no real emotion from what she did and had in fact called him a pussy 'for going this far' had made it impossible to even feel bad. Instead he said he had forgiven her and watched the bailiff escorted her out of the courtroom.
"How'd it go?" Brooke asked as soon as she watched Lucas pull at his tie to remove it from his neck.
"She got 10 years in the North Carolina Correctional Institution for Women."
Brooke whistled low, "Wow…how do you feel about it?"
Lucas sat at the edge of the bed then said honestly, "I'd much rather talk about you and our baby boy…" he said as he picked the newborn up into his arms. "How's daddy's little man?"
"Lucas…we have to talk about it. Don't shut me out."
He smiled at his son then said, "I'm not shutting you out. I'm just tired. Today took a lot out of me."
"Okay I will let it go for now."
"Thank you." he then kissed his son's chubby cheek.