Well well well...I'm back with an update for this story. It's only been what, like 2 years since a real update? You guys are so awesome with the reveiws, still, and I've gotten back into writing and I've been inspired to continue this story again. It might be sparatic updates and a slow roll for a while as I get back into the story line for this story, but I will finish it. I promise it won't be another 2 years before I update again.

Thanks again to everyone who still reviews and sends me messages about this story. It means a lot that you haven't forgotten it even though I did for a little. It's all for you guys. :-)

(I of course have to pimp out my other story too. Check it out if you haven't yet. It's called Maybe Memories and will be Breyton in time, of course.)

NEXT MORNING

The next morning, Brooke woke up and turned around to put her arms around a still sleeping Peyton. Brooke smiled into her girlfriends neck and began placing light kisses along the base of her neck and shoulders.

Peyton began to stir and sighed into the kisses, a small smile playing at her lips. Suddenly, she tensed up and let out a nervous giggle.

Brooke stopped what she was doing and leaned over Peyton's shoulder. "You ok baby?" She asked huskily in Peyton's ear.

Peyton relaxed and gave a sigh of relief. Laughing, she turned around and gave Brooke a kiss. "Morning baby."

"Why'd you tense up?"

Peyton chuckled. "It's nothing." Only that I just had a sex dream about my ex that felt insanely real.

Brooke looked at Peyton with a worried expression, but then smiled at the blonde. "You sleep ok?"

Peyton snuggled into Brooke and wrapped her arms around Brooke's waist. "Great." She mumbled as she pushed Brooke onto her back and began to trail her fingers down Brooke's stomach.

"What are you doing?" Brooke asked, her breath catching in her throat.

"I want to make you feel good." Peyton whispered in Brooke's ear.

Brooke chuckled and relaxed into Peyton's touch.

Taylor woke up and reached out for Faith only to find the other half of the bed empty. Sitting up, Taylor looked around the room. "Faith?" She called out, getting no response.

Faith was in the shower, resting her head against the wall as she let the hot water run down her body. Not able to get her dream out of her head, Faith sighed and turned the water cold.

Not realizing someone had slipped in the shower with her while she was lost in her thoughts, Faith yelped when she felt arms wrap around her waist.

"You weren't in bed when I woke up, so I figured I'd come find you." Taylor said as she placed a kiss on Faith's shoulder.

Faith turned around and smiled tensely at her girlfriend. "Sorry Tay. I woke up and couldn't fall back asleep, and you were snoring peacefully, so I figured I'd let you sleep a little more."

Taylor smiled and kissed Faith. "I don't snore." She shivered and reached behind Faith to turn the water warmer. "Why the hell are you taking a cold shower?" Taylor raised a questioning brow at the other girl.

Faith smiled sheepishly. "I kinda zoned out and didn't realize the water had gone cold."

"Try again. The knob was on cold."

Faith sighed. "I had a sex dream." She admitted.

Taylor smirked. "Must have gotten you pretty worked up."

Faith cracked a genuine smile. "Got me more freaked out is more like it."

"Then I'm assuming that we didn't have hot monkey sex in your dream."

"How exactly do monkeys have hot sex? I've never understood that." Faith said with a puzzled look.

Taylor rolled her eyes. "Fine. You don't want to tell me about the dream. But baby, it's only a dream. It's not a big deal."

Faith smiled and kissed Taylor. "I'm glad you joined me."

"Oh really?"

"Yeah." Faith smirked and began kissing Taylor teasingly as she pushed her against the wall

"Peyton, I'm not going to burn the place down if I make us some eggs." Brooke complained from her spot sitting on the counter next to the stove as Peyton cooked.

"Brooke, we established before we moved in that you would not go anywhere near the stove." Peyton scolded. "You have to use the stove to make eggs, so I'm just going to go ahead and make them for you that way we still have a place to live tonight."

Brooke pouted and Peyton rolled her eyes.

"Morning dudes." Taylor said as she and Faith walked into the kitchen.

"Morning." Brooke smiled despite her scowl

"What's wrong with you?" Taylor nodded towards Brooke.

"Peyton won't let me cook." Brooke said, pout back in full force

Taylor laughed and walked over to Peyton to see what she was cooking. "Whatcha makin?" Taylor said over Peyton's shoulder.

Peyton yelped and the spatula in her hand went flying.

The three other girls looked at Peyton with curious expressions, earning a nervous laugh from Peyton. "You scared me." She explained simply.

Taylor laughed and ruffled Peyton's hair. "You're a dork."

Brooke hopped off the counter and gave Peyton a quick kiss as she laughed and walked to the fridge. Faith stole Brooke's spot on the counter and peered into the frying pan Peyton was cooking in.

"You should add some salsa and cheese in those eggs." Faith suggested.

"Do we even have salsa or cheese?" Taylor asked.

Brooke looked scanned the fridge. "No cheese or salsa in here." She walked over to the cabinets and opened the one next to Faith. "Nothing in here." She then leaned over Faith to check the other cabinet, her face passing dangerously close to Faith's.

Faith tensed up and pushed Brooke out of the way as she hopped off the counter.

Brooke and Taylor shared an odd look and turned to their girlfriends.

"What exactly is going on here?" Brooke asked

"I'd like to know the same thing." Taylor added

"What makes you think something is going on?" Peyton asked

"Well, lets see, you just threw a freaking spatula at the ceiling, and Faith just shoved me." Brooke said.

"And Faith was taking a cold shower this morning." Taylor said

"And you were really tense when I woke you up this morning." Brooke mentioned

Taylor went wide-eyed. "You two fucked behind our backs!"

"No!" Peyton and Faith yelled, both horrified.

"Then what the fuck?" Taylor asked, a hint of frustration in her voice

Peyton sighed. "I don't know what Faith's deal is, but I had a sex dream about you Tay. And let me tell you, it definitely felt more real than a dream." She blushed

Brooke cocked an eyebrow at her girlfriend while Taylor smirked at the blonde. Brooke looked over to see Taylor's smug face and smacked the older girl upside the head. Taylor rolled her eyes and rubbed the spot Brooke smacked.

"Funny, because I had a sex dream about Brooke." Faith admitted.

Brooke looked smugly at Taylor as it was Taylor's turn to scowl.

"I'm glad you both think this is funny." Peyton mumbled and hopped up on the counter next to Faith.

"I only think it's so funny because you were both so embarrassed about it. I have sex dreams all the time." Brooke laughed

"Hey!" Peyton scoffed

"Never about my exes though." Brooke added as an after thought.

"So now that we all have that off our chests, can we eat? I'm starved." Taylor said and grabbed the frying pan off the stove.

Brooke walked up to Peyton and gave her a kiss. "I still love you baby." She smiled and turned to Faith. "How you doin?" She smirked.

Faith rolled her eyes and hopped off the counter. "I'm going for a run." She said as she walked to the bedroom to change.

"You already took a shower baby!" Taylor yelled after her.

"I don't care." Faith shouted back, making everyone laugh.

"I think I'll go with her." Brooke said and kissed Peyton.

"Brooke, you're not a runner." Peyton laughed.

"So I'll start. How hard can it be to run?" Brooke tossed her head stubbornly as she walked out of the kitchen.

"Faith's going to get so frustrated with Brooke as a running partner." Peyton laughed.

Taylor leaned against the counter and crossed her arms as she sent Peyton a dazzling smile. "So you still dream of what I can do to you, huh?"

Peyton rolled her eyes. "Believe me, dream Taylor is a much better fuck then you'll ever be." She smiled sweetly and patted Taylor on the back as she walked out of the kitchen.

"Ouch." Taylor muttered to herself

"Faith! Wait up!" Brooke heaved as she tried to catch up to Faith. "I can't keep up with you when you run so fast!"

Faith slowed down to a jog and then to a complete stop as Brooke tried to catch up. "B, I love you and all, but you are never allowed to come run with me again. You're holding me up, and I came out here to work out some frustration."

Brooke caught up to the other girl and put her hands on her knees as she tried to catch her breath. "I didn't realize that running was so hard."

"B, we've only run 3 blocks." Faith rolled her eyes

Brooke stood up and winced as she stretched. "You wanna tell me what's going on with you?"

"What do you mean."

"It seems like something is up."

"Just a little confused." Faith admitted

"About?"

"Last night. Us. Almost kissing." Faith sighed. "Because that is what happened right? I wasn't just imagining that was I?"

"No, you weren't imagining it." Brooke put her head in her hands. "I don't know what happened. I was looking at your pictures and then all of a sudden all these feelings rushed back and I just had this urge to kiss you." Brooke looked up to see that Faith had run off in the middle of her explanation

"Damnit." Brooke muttered. "Faith!" She shouted and tried to catch up again. "What do you want me to say?" She said as she sprinted to catch up with the other brunette

"I don't know. I just don't know, ok Brooke?" Faith laughed humorlessly. "I tried to tell Taylor that I loved her last night, and I couldn't bring myself to say it, and I don't know why. I couldn't get you out of my head. Why is that?"

"Maybe we're attracted to each other?" Brooke suggested. "I mean, obviously there's an attraction there. But I mean, that doesn't mean anything."

Faith let out a real chuckle, earning a look from Brooke. "What?" Brooke asked, lost

"We are not turning this into some Alice and Dana thing." Faith explained

"Who the fuck are Alice and Dana?"

"The L Word. Best friends who turned lovers." Faith waved her hand. "Never mind. Look Brooke, you're happy with Peyton, I'm happy with Taylor, and honestly, I'm more happy with you as my best friend than my girlfriend. So let's just forget about the almost kiss and move on."

"Good. Great." Brooke muttered.

"What?"

"You keep calling me Brooke. And you're having hot sex dreams about me." Brooke smirked

"I never said it was a 'hot' sex dream."

"Whatever. Anything with me is hot." Brooke laughed. "Come on bestest friend. Let's just forget about all this shit that does not need to be stirred up again and get back to our girls." She said as she linked her arm through Faith's

"Good idea. Now we need to work on your running ability. You run like a 90 year old man." Faith smiled sweetly

"That's just mean Faith Cooper."

"Deal with it Brooke Davis." Faith said as she sprinted off

"Faith!" Brooke yelled and started to run to catch up with the faster girl, but then suddenly stopped. "Fuck this." She muttered to herself and turned around to walk back to the apartment