Alright, there's been many questions about Madison and I really like questions, but I can't answer them all yet. One thing is she's not hanging with Lucas' mom. She left because she did have something in her past but you'll find out later what. My later chapters will answer more of your questions so don't worry too much.

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Here's the next chapter! Enjoy and REVIEW!

Lucas sped down the familiar streets to Brooke's house. She was right, she shouldn't be alone right now, especially now. She needed someone just as much as he needed her. They needed each other for support and just knowing there was someone that was there for you.

Brooke's house was dark when Lucas pulled up and he feared she had fallen asleep. He didn't want to wake her up, he wanted someone to hold. He wanted to feel her so close to him. He missed her so much in the few weeks they weren't speaking and it was killing him.

He quietly shut the door to his truck just in case she was asleep. Walking up the steps he saw a lump covered by a blanket sitting on the porch swing. Brooke's eyes popped opened when the stairs creaked and she straightened up. She looked like she was ten years old and waiting for Santa Claus to come.

"Hey handsome." She whispered sleepily.

"Hey Brooke." Lucas was happy when Brooke used that line with him.

"Where and who did I steal you away from?" Brooke opened her blanket for Lucas to come join her.

"I was just hanging out with a few friends at my mom's café." Lucas shrugged the evening off.

"I'm sorry, it's just I have no one left. My parents are never home, I have no friends and I'm carrying this baby." Brooke began rambling with words springing from her mouth and tears streaming from her eyes.

"Brooke, I'm here for you whenever you need me. You know that right?" Lucas wiped her tears away with his thumbs, cradling her face with the rest of his large hands.

"Sometimes it's not enough. Besides you, I don't have anyone. No parents, no more best friend. It's just getting so hard." She sobbed harder and harder into his chest.

"Why don't you go and make up with Peyton?" Lucas suggested hoping it would help.

"Forgive her after what she did to me? It hurts my heart to even think about her anymore. How could I ever forgive someone that's done that to me?" Brooke was getting fired up.

"You forgave me didn't you?" Lucas was going to win this one.

"That was different. I needed you back. I couldn't do this alone." Brooke's tone softened.

"Obviously you need her too. Do it for me." Lucas coaxed. He didn't want to be in the middle of World War III at a time like this. Plus he had already broken the ice between him and Peyton.

"I'll think about it." Brooke shivered and instinctively Lucas wrapped her in his arms, "Just hold me Luke."

They sat there wrapped in each others arms forever watching the stars above. Their eyes began to droop and the fell asleep together on Brooke's porch. Sleep came easier when they were together. Dreams were more pleasant now that Lucas had Brooke back in his arms.

Softly rain pitter-pattered on the pavement outside the porch. Lucas stirred hearing the rain. The air had gotten cooler and the wind picked up. As soon as Lucas stirred so did Brooke. The rain began to come down harder.

"Let's go dance in the rain." Brooke suggested unwrapping herself from Lucas' grasp.

"Are you crazy? You're going to get sick." Lucas became fatherly and protective.

"What happen to Mr. Risk-Taker?" Brooke teased pulling to his feet and towards the rain.

"I think we took enough risks, now we have to take care of them with out getting pneumonia on top of that." Lucas laughed at how ridiculous he sounded. He was seventeen not seventy!

"We can take care of everything else when the world wakes up, but now let's just dance in the rain." Brooke pulled him out into the rain where she twirled him around and around.

Lucas pulled her drenched, shivering body close to him trying to keep her warm with his equally drenched and shivering body. They fit together like a puzzle and everything at this very moment felt so right. The world didn't matter anymore to these two lovers because they new all the world would ever do to them was hurt them. They didn't need anymore pain or problems; they just needed each other.

"I love you so much Lucas," Brooke paused staring up into his captivating eyes, "I don't know what I'd do without you."

"I love you too Brooke," he smiled down on her, "I'm sorry for the pain I've caused you."

They danced and shivered for a little while longer before Lucas was able to get Brooke back inside. They both shivered as they pulled their wet clothes off. Both standing there in just their undergarments they laughed. How did they get like this? Subconsciously Brooke rubbed her stomach. You couldn't see there was a baby in there but they knew it and she felt it.

Lucas placed his hand on her stomach, over her hand and pulled her closer so their chests were touching. They could feel each other breathing. Up and down. Up and down. In and out. In and out.

Lucas lifted her chin up and kissed her lips softly waiting to see if she was into it too. She wasn't ready to deepen the kiss or the relationship. She didn't want to rush things or get too attached because he could leave and hurt her all over again. Lucas didn't argue with her decision because they had all the time in the world to get back to the way they used to be.

"I'll be right back." Brooke said gathering up their wet clothes. She disappeared down the hallway and emerged with two large fuzzy blankets, "Here, keep warm. We don't need to catch pneumonia."

"That sounds familiar." Lucas laughed at her mockery.

"Yes, a very wise person once said that to me." She said snuggling up on the couch. She patted the couch, signaling for him to join her.

Lucas followed her gesture and sat down next to her. She laid her head in his lap and he stroked her wet brown hair.

"Do you think we're going to make it through the next nine months?" Brooke broke the sweet silence.

"Brooke, it's you and me; of course will make it." Lucas found it easier to laugh about their problem instead of crying.

"I'm holding you to that." She sat up just enough to kiss him lightly on the lips, "Goodnight, Lucas."

"'Night Brooke."

They drifted back off to sleep together and their dreams were again sweet. Lucas just wished he could cherish this moment forever but it didn't last as long as he wished.

His lap was empty when he woke up due to the sunlight pouring through the curtains. He could hear Brooke in the bathroom empty the contents of her stomach into the toilet. He rushed in to hold her hair back as she vomited. Her body shook as the contents of her stomach made their way back up. He wished he could help her in some other way but she had to do this alone in a sense.

"Here let me get you some water." Lucas said as she finished.

She wiped her mouth with a towel and stood weakly to wash her face off and brush the disgusting aftertaste from her mouth.

"What would I do without you, Lucas Scott?" Brooke said wearily still not feeling to hot.

"I don't even want to think about it, Brooke Davis." It was hard to joke and see her like this.

"You better get home and get ready for school." Brooke instructed pushing him out of the bathroom as she felt more vile liquid made its way up her throat.

"No, you need me here than I need to get home." Lucas pulled her hair back again, watching and feeling so helpless.

"Go home, Lucas. I'll be fine. This is nothing I haven't done before." Brooke shoved him out of the bathroom.

"Do you want me to come pick you up?" Lucas asked through the closed bathroom door.

"No, I can drive my self. Don't worry so much Luke, you'll get wrinkles." By the tone of her voice Lucas knew she was feeling better and was able to leave in peace. It had been a long night and this was just the beginning.