Authors Note: here is a short little filler chapter to tide you over until tomorrow. Not much going on in this one...but it is still dramatic...and i almost cried when writing it. as always, reviews would be nice...2 updates in 2days...you should be so proud of me!

Previously, on One Tree Hill…

When Brooke is back in her room, all she can do is stare at her stomach. She's still supposed to have a baby inside of her, but something went wrong and now he's here. She still hasn't seen Jayden yet, and Lucas hasn't returned. Karen has been with her since she got back to her room. Both women are waiting for Lucas to them with any news that he may have.

The door to her room opens and she looks over and Lucas walks in.

"Luke, how is he?" Brooke asks, getting emotional once more.

"He's really tiny Brooke."

~*~

"Is he okay? Is our baby okay?" She asks.

"They have him in the NICU. He's in an incubator and has a feeding tube and oxygen is being supplied."

Crying openly now, Brooke looks up at Lucas, "Can I see him?"

"I'll go get your doctor, babe." Lucas walks out of the room and almost runs Dr. Garcia down. "Hey, Doc. Brooke wants to see Jayden."

The doctor nods and tells Lucas, "Well, I was just on my way to check on Brooke, and then after that she is free to go see your son."

"Okay, thanks Doc."

Dr. Garcia does a quick examination of Brooke and tells her nurse to bring in a wheelchair so she won't have to walk the long distance to the NICU. Lucas helps Brooke into the wheelchair and tells the nurse that he will take her, and also asks if Karen will be able to go in as well.

The young nurse looks at Lucas and replies, "I'm sorry, sir. Only the parents are allowed in the NICU. Once the baby is strong enough to be moved to pediatrics then he can have more visitors."

Karen walks over to her son, "It's fine Lucas, you and Brooke go spend time with your son. I'm going to head home. I will be back later; I'll call Nathan, Haley and Peyton for you."

"Alright, Ma, thank you for being here for us," Lucas says, hugging his mother tightly.

"I wouldn't want to be anywhere else, son," Karen replies, then bends over and hugs Brooke, "Everything is going to be fine, sweetie. You give my grandson a kiss for me. I love you, Brooke. I'll see you later."

Brooke holds Karen tight, "Thank you so much for being here, Karen. I'm sorry that we woke you."

"Brooke, never ever apologize for wanting to see me. I told you that you're a part of this family, and I'm you're mother-in-law after all. I'm always around."

"Thanks, Karen."

~*~

Outside the NICU, Lucas helps Brooke put on the yellow gown, hair cap, and face mask that she needs to enter the sterile room. He follows suit, and opens the door with his back and brings Brooke's wheelchair into the room.

He carefully wheels her past babies of all sizes in little plastic incubators until he gets to the one with the name card that reads:

Jayden Keith Scott, 3lbs 2.4ozs 14 inches long, Time of birth 3:05am.

Lucas sits in the chair next to the incubator and watches as Brooke puts her arms through the holes so she can touch their son. She puts her index finger in the palm of Jayden's hand and upon instinct he wraps his very tiny fingers around her larger on.

Brooke's face is stained with tears at the image of her son, lying in the plastic habitat. She takes a good look at him, and she can already tell that he is going to look like Lucas.

"Hey Jayden, I'm you're Mommy," she whispers. "I love you so very much, little guy. So does your Daddy, and Grandma Karen. You're a strong little boy. You just have to keep doing good, baby. Mommy wants to hold you."

"So does Daddy, little man," Lucas adds, Brooke looks over at him and attempts a small smile.

"He's so small, Luke," she whispers, and then her tears fall from her eyes in waterfalls, and through her sobs, she asks, "What did I do wrong? He's not supposed to be here yet. He's too small."

Lucas pulls her to him gently, "You didn't do anything wrong, Brooke. Dr. Garcia said these things happen, and they don't know why. You did everything you were supposed to do. These doctors are going to take good care of our son. He is going to be fine."