I'm sorry this update took so long. I've had too many things to do and so much on my mind but I kept telling myself to update. Well here I am faithfully updating because I've kept my fans waiting too long. Will you ever forgive me?
Anyway here's the next chapter. It's been so long I've forgotten what sex the twins will be. Two boys or one boy, one girl. I already have one boy name picked out so it's up to you to decide the pairings and a name. Remember to review!
"Brooke," Lucas shook her to wake her up from whatever nightmare she was having, "Wake up."
"Oh god Lucas!" Brooke said gasping and grasping for Lucas, "I had this nightmare where you and I hated each other and the kids were gone."
"That was a nightmare?" Lucas joked holding her close. It would've been a nightmare for him too because a life without Brooke wouldn't be a life at all. He learned that over the years and he wasn't going to let her go anytime soon.
"Okay, you're choking me." Brooke said pushing Lucas away, "Did I wake you up?"
"Well when you're screaming Lucas it's a little hard to stay asleep." Lucas laid down next to her, "Plus I thought you were dying of something."
"Good to know you'd wake up if I were dying." Brooke snuggled in closer. She knew in time the kids would be awake and ruin their moment together.
"I was actually up thinking." Lucas broke the sweet silence.
"About what?" Brooke perched herself up on her elbow.
"You." Lucas paused, "Remember how you were going to L.A. for you fashion thing?"
"Yes I vaguely remember something about Cali and fashion." Brooke wanted to see where this was going.
"Well you never got there and it killed me to think that you lost a really good chance at being some big fashion designer." Lucas propped himself up facing Brooke.
"What are you getting at Broody?" Brooke's heart jumped thinking about her designs.
"Well I've been saving and last week at the party I took up a collection and Haley and Nathan put a little in and so did Jake, Peyton, my mom and Keith. I thought that you could buy fabric and actually make your designs and then sell them at the café. Then after we raise enough you can open up your own store and make it big." Lucas said with enthusiasm. Ever since he could remember Brooke wanted to be a fashion designer with her name everywhere. He needed to give her this break to pursue this.
"You're a dreamer Broody, you know that?" Brooke smiled thinking about how much her friends and family cared about her.
"So when are you going to get started?' Lucas smiled knowing he'd have to do a little more convincing.
"Luke, I don't have time for this right now. Maybe when the kids are older and don't need so much time and attention I can do this but right now I need to be a full time mother." Brooke flopped back into her pillow.
"Wrong answer Brooke." Lucas got on top of her, "Now I'm going to ask you again but this time you're going to say something like 'As soon as the sun comes up' and maybe add in a 'You're the best husband any girl could have'. Can you do that?"
"You know I only married you because you knocked me up at seventeen right?" Brooke joked trying to squirm out from underneath Lucas. It was a useless struggle because everyone knew a 120 lbs girl could not overpower the 200 lbs man.
"So Brooke, dear, when are you going to get started?" Lucas smiled devilishly.
"As soon as the sun rises." Brooke responded knowing Lucas wouldn't give up until she said yes.
"And?" Lucas pinned her arms down.
"You're the best husband ever!" Brooke yelled and waited for Lucas to release her. Instead, with Brooke still pinned, Lucas kissed her. They kissed for a while until that constant reminder of why they were so tired all the time made themselves known.
"Well mommy I think the sun has risen in this house." Lucas said pulling Brooke out of bed with him.
"No!" Brooke fought and whined, "Just a few more minutes!"
"Sorry, no such luxury." Lucas smiled wrapping his arm around her, "Plus there are two babies. One for each of us."
"And whose fault is that?" Brooke found her way through the hallway and into Bella's dark room.
"I can take the kids to the club so that you can go buy whatever materials are necessary." Lucas turned on Bella's light as he entered with Braden on his hip.
"A break from both of them to go shopping!" Brooke said excitedly, "As much as I'd love that I couldn't push them both on you. Take your pick."
"They're both coming with me." Lucas said sternly, "Besides Peyton'll be there too so I think we can handle them."
"If you insist." Brooke gave in, "The truth is I don't know how I'm going to be away from the all day."
"Well you still have until I leave for the club." Lucas followed Brooke out into the living room, "You can spend some time with them while you change their diapers."
"Not fair!" Brooke pouted again, "You said you'd take them all day."
"I need a shower and the kids can't come with me." Lucas kissed Brooke's cheek quickly before disappearing back into their room. The shower turned on and Brooke knew Lucas meant business.
"Fine kiddies; let's get you ready for daddy." Brooke scooped them both up in her arms and made her way back to Bella's room, "Ladies first buddy."
Brooke got her little munchkins ready just in time for Lucas to finish getting ready. They were like a tag team handing off the baton or in their case babies to each other. By the time Brooke was done with her shower Lucas had left with the kids already. She was too lazy to even care about her hair and makeup and just let the house with the money Lucas left her, her designs, some lip gloss and mascara.
"So you got her to do it!" Peyton said happily restocking the napkins at the bar.
"What can I say?" Lucas smiled at his accomplishment, "I'm a really persuasive guy."
"You didn't ban sex did you?" Peyton sat on a bar stool, "'Cause that would've been really low."
"Wouldn't that be punishing myself too?" Lucas sat down next to her.
"You make a good point Mr. Scott." Peyton glanced over at the kids playing contently in a playpen that was usually at the café.
"I always do." Lucas spun on the stool like a five year old having the time of his life.
"How's your mom doing anyway?" Peyton asked missing Karen's presence at the café and now the club.
"Getting better I guess." Lucas shrugged. His mom wasn't sick or at least he thought. She was just trying to help everyone out without actually giving them money.
"I miss my second mother!" Peyton whined like a two year old.
"What's with all the whining?" Lucas joked, "First Brooke now you! You'd think it was a pregnant woman's thing, if Brooke were pregnant."
"Do you think she is?" Peyton noticed Lucas' subtle drop of conversation.
"She's been a little off lately but I don't know it could just be the kids wearing her down." Lucas shook his head, "Plus we've been really careful lately. We don't need another one just yet."
"I hear you." Peyton nodded, "Plus there are going to be plenty of little ones running around soon enough. Just imagine how many when Nate and Hales start."
"We should open a daycare not a night club." Lucas laughed. They all knew that Nathan and Haley would have the most children in the shortest amount of time.
"That would be a good investment." Peyton agreed. With Jenny, Braden, Bella, the twins and then whatever little Haley and Nathans come they'd all have bitten off more than they could all chew. Plus if Peyton and Jake or Brooke and Lucas decided they wanted more they'd be a baby breeding factory.
"How much longer until your little ones are coming?" Lucas asked. He and Peyton hadn't really talked that much lately with all the drama that had them all consumed.
"A little less than four months." Peyton said. She was happy or sad. She wasn't sure what was going on inside of her besides two little babies forming, growing and living.
"Names yet?" Lucas asked stepping behind the bar to get a drink.
"We have a few but nothing definite yet. We're still deciding if we want to know the sexes of the babies." Peyton shrugged, spinning to face Lucas.
"Brooke wanted to be surprised but I wanted to know. I thought it'd be easier to plan if we knew what we were having." Lucas filled two glasses up with water.
"Jake and I are the complete opposite. I want to know so I can decorate and he doesn't because of the mystery and surprise." Peyton sipped her water, "Mystery and surprise my ass. I'm the one who's gaining all this weight. I'm the one throwing up every morning. I'm the one with all these emotional flip out and all I ask for is the sex of my babies."
"I think this is an argument you are definitely going to win." Lucas laughed at Peyton's hormonal breakdown, "Normal Peyton is sometimes hard to handle but pregnant Peyton is out of control."
"Excuse me," Peyton glared, "Both of those Peytons are sitting right here."
"Hello, Hello." Brooke said speed walking into the club, "I need a drink."
"Sorry but the club doesn't open until eight." Lucas said with a smile.
"Hit me with a Coke on the rocks and make that a diet." Brooke tapped her foot impatiently.
"What's the hurry?" Peyton already knew what was going on with Brooke. She was excited and anxious that she can finally be the fashion designer she'd always wanted to be.
"Got to get started on my clothes. So much to do and so little time." Brooke said gulping her Diet Coke.
"You have plenty of time." Peyton reassured her, "Don't wear yourself down over this. Wait until everyone loves your stuff and business will be booming."
"Knock on wood." Brooke said looking around for something wooden. She settled for the bar top instead.
"You'll be great Brooke, trust me." Peyton touched her arm in a way Peyton thought was reassuring but Brooke was not up for reassurance.
"I swear to god Peyton Sawyer if you jinx me you're dead." Brooke said leaving her empty cup on the bar, "Take care of my babies for me!"
"Will do hun." Lucas yelled back but he was sure Brooke didn't even hear him in her race against the clock.
"Are you sure she's not pregnant?" Peyton eyed Lucas.
"Wrong p." Lucas shook his head, "Passionate not pregnant."
"Right." Peyton went into the back to do inventory, "Passionate."
Hopefully this was worth the wait. I promise to update more frequently. Please review and let me know your choice to my dilema from above!