AN: Okay, so this is it! There's more family and less Brucas than I intended but I think the chapter has turned out okay =)
Now, I'll be working on I'm Your Daughter and another story, I just haven't decided what the second story is yet. If you have any ideas you can email me or vote in the poll on my profile page =)

The sun had just began to rise, casting a golden glow over the Scott Mansion; and even though the day had just began the home was full of noise and activity, something which until three years ago was unthinkable within these walls.
"Savannah! Savannah Grace, come here right now." Brooke had been in the kitchen when out of the corner of one of her sparkling emerald eyes she spotted her daughter heading into the lounge room.
"Yes, mama?" Her blonde curls were a mess, and her cerulean eyes that made her look so much like her father were bleary, evidence that she had only just woken up from her slumber.
"What on Earth are you doing awake so early?" Brooke wasn't mad as she sat down at the kitchen table and pulled Savannah into a cuddle.
"It's my Birthday mama. I was es…esc…excited." She struggled over the last word and Brooke smiled at her daughter's determination to get the word right.
"I completely forgot it was your birthday." Brooke joked kissing her daughter's cheek. "What are we going to do now?"
Savannah laughed; her mama was so stupid sometimes. "You didn't forget mama. I'm having a party."
Savannah's party was the reason why they had spent the night at Karen Roe Scott's house instead of their own.
"Well, baby girl, the party isn't for hours yet. How about you go back to sleep for a while okay; I'll make sure you're up and ready for the party."
Savannah thought it over for a while before nodding. "Okay mama." She climbed off Brooke's lap and then run back off towards her bedroom.
Brooke remained in the chair after Savannah disappeared, instead of returning to cooking all of the party food, and thought how three years could make such a large difference to an entire family, especially when it was a family like the Scott's.

She had returned to the counter to finish the cupcakes she had started on, when her mother-in-law Karen silently entered the kitchen and made a beeline for the espresso machine.
"You're up early Karen." Brooke smiled putting the tray of cupcakes into the oven to cook. "I couldn't when I knew you were cooking in here without me." In the years since her first husbands' death Karen Roe Scott had learnt to relax from the woman she used to be and had started cooking, something she had loved to do before she began to work with Dan. "Plus the food just smells so good."
"I second that." A new voice entered the conversation, and Lucas came to stand up right behind Brooke before wrapping her up in a tight hug good morning. Brooke leant back into Luke's chest willing and sighed softly. "I can't believe our baby girl is five today."

Once the aroma of the cupcakes filled the house, the silent era that Brooke had woken up to had vanished. Trying to keep three small children satisfied while you set up for a party was not easy and as a result a lot of noise was being made.
"Lucas." Brooke walked out into the backyard where Lucas was up on a ladder which was being steadied by Keith Scott attaching the large banner to the ivy covered wall.
"What is it Brooke?" He called back, trying to determine if the banner was straight or not.
"I need you to go pick up Lily from the doctor's, and can you take Savannah with you please. She's too restless sitting around the house."
Luke glanced down at his wife of almost six years. "Where'd Rhys go?"
"They had an argument over something; he took off with the car."
Luke didn't say what he was thinking, but instead started climbing down the ladder, agreeing to take Savannah with him. Rhys might have cleaned up his act and he and Lily might have been together for a solid three years but they still had an incredibly volatile relationship and raging pregnant hormones in twenty one year old Lily just fuelled the emotions. Luke gave Brooke a quick kiss before taking Savannah who was excited to be seeing her Aunty Lily and once Luke's car had pulled out of the driveway, Brooke was attacked by two more little creatures.
"Where'd daddy go?" Three and a half year old Noah's upper lip quivered; when one of his parents disappeared without kissing him goodbye Noah Keith always got upset.
"He went to get Aunt Lily." Brooke smiled, tickling him to prevent the tears from flowing. "So you and Johnny get to help me cook."
Noah's eyes which were the exact shade as Brooke's sparkled and he ran off to the kitchen. Brooke turned to focus on the other little boy that had run up with Noah, Johnny.
"Are you okay baby boy?" She pulled him up onto her hip for a cuddle.
"My birthday?" He asked, settling his head on Brooke's shoulder.
"You're birthday is next week and we're going to go visit your mama and you're going to have your own party with all your friends. Does that sound exciting?" Johnny nodded, his own blonde curls, just like Peyton's and Savannah's, bounced slightly. He hung on close to Brooke as she walked into the kitchen where her own son was patiently helping his Grandma cook.
Johnathon Leon Williams, for not even being three yet, had led a life that no one his age should ever have to experience. He had never actually gotten to know his father because when Johnny was six months old and the Scott family was still recovering from the public fall from grace, Leon Williams, Peyton's husband, had OD'd while on a tour through Asia and then only a month later Brooke had taken Johnny while Luke ordered his twin sister into rehab. She'd been in and out ever since, meaning that Johnny had lived almost his entire life with his Aunt and Uncle.

The backyard was full of noise and life, as slowly, the place filled with screaming kids on a sugar high. The calm glittering blue pool had been fenced off in the last couple of years, preventing any of the kids from going too close and the basketball court that Lucas and Nathan had grown up on was covered in large picnic tables' covered in all the delicious party foods that Brooke and Karen had spent all morning cooking.
"Aunt Haley." Savannah screamed, just like she'd been screaming everybody else's names all day, as Haley and Nathan walked through to the backyard. Seven year old Jamie following closely behind them; the second the blonde boy was out in the backyard his cousin threw herself onto him for a hug. Haley looked exhausted, the thirteen month old brunette baby girl on her hip, Rebecca Haley "Becca", looking excited and energetic, wanting to play with all the other kids.
"Sorry we're late." Haley collapsed into the chair next to Brooke. "Becca here kept trying to kick up a fuss every time I tried clean her up." There was something Brooke's niece loved, it was getting dirty and playing outside.
"She's not going to stay clean very long Hales." Brooke laughed; the second Haley put Becca down she was going to run off to the dirt.

"Do they never stop?" The next voice to join the conversation was Lily, who collapsed in the chair on the other side of Brooke, her hands already resting on her six month pregnant stomach.
"No, they never stop Lils. After Jamie and Savannah and Noah and Johnny and Becca you should know that." Brooke couldn't help but laugh again.
"They're different though." Lily protested, but she couldn't come up with an argument to support why.
"So, where's Rhys." Haley was bored at home with only Becca for company each day and when she caught up with her sister-in-law's she wanted all the gossip. When Lily's face soured she knew she had hit a sore spot.
"They had another argument." Brooke explained before Lily could go into the rant she had provided for Brooke when she'd first arrived at the house.
"He thinks I'm fat." Lily growled. Brooke and Haley had never actually heard Lily growl before she became pregnant but now it was becoming a regular occurrence.
"He doesn't think your fat." Haley tried to soothe. "You're pregnant, I'm sure you're the most beautiful person in the world to him."
Lily almost shot daggers out of her eyes and Haley shrunk away. "You didn't see him staring at all the skinny models in the magazines. He wishes I was like that again."
There was no point trying to reason with her; they just had to wait it out before Rhys decided to show at the party; which they all knew he would do, eventually, when he'd given enough time for Lily to calm down.

"…Happy birthday to you." Everyone sung the closing chords to the cheery, popular song and in one big blow Savannah blew out all the candles on her Cinderella cake.
"Did you make a wish?" Brooke asked, as she took another couple of photos on her camera. Savannah nodded; a sly look in her eyes.

Then finally the party was finished. All the adults had arrived to take their kids, exhausted after running out of their sugar high, home to bed; Nathan and Haley had disappeared back home with Jamie and Becca who was covered almost head to toe in dirt and Lily was in her old bedroom sobbing into Rhys's shoulder.

"I'd say the party was a success." Brooke and Lucas were standing in the lounge room wrapped up in each other's arms while Noah and Johnny slept soundly on the couch and Savannah quietly watched one of the DVDs she got for her birthday, her eyes also starting to droop.
"My mum said she and Keith would clean up outside. They said we should get home to put the kids into bed."
Brooke really loved Karen in that second, she felt like joining her kids on the couch, she was so tired.

Brooke was sitting on her purple satin sheets on the master bed waiting for Luke to finish in Savannah's room; she had gotten a second wind and was no longer tired. She had kissed Savannah good night and tried to get her to reveal her birthday wish after reading her a story, and she failed, so why she tucked in Noah and Johnny, Lucas had tried again.
"Any luck?" Lucas closed the door behind him as he entered the room. They tried to grant their children's (Johnny included) birthday wishes every year, if they were plausible, but it was only possible if they could get the wish from them and Savannah was the hardest one to get the wishes from every year.
Lucas pushed Brooke back into the pillow so her long raven hair fanned out around her; he kissed the corner of her cherry lips and Brooke wrapped both arms around his neck pulling him closer.
"What did Savannah wish for for her birthday?" She asked again as Lucas kissed her squarely on the mouth. He responded as she kissed his neck before starting to unbutton his shirt to get to the perfectly chiselled chest.
"Because Noah and Johnny have each other, she wanted a baby sister."
Brooke thought about it for a split second. "We might just be able to give her that." She giggled; she would sure have fun trying at least.

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~ Casey xXx