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Is There More?

The night had been perfect. As perfect as was allowed with under 30 dollars in his pocket and his girl.

He liked to think of her as his girl. It was so 1950's to say so but he liked the thought of having someone to be with. Someone that cared and even gave him a perfect daughter.

That he was glad was not with them tonight. He had big plans and wanted to let Jillian know that he was here for her, whatever she needed, he would always be around to help.

They went to a simple dinner of hot dogs down on the boardwalk and instead of eating at the stand amongst the other patrons, they took it down to the dark beach and sat and watched the waves rolling in and crashing against the docks.

Theystrolled back to the walk and went into an arcade that was right next to the hot dog place. They both were big fans of playing air hockey and played five dollars worth of the game. Jake won more games but didn't rub it in Jillian's face.

They walked around and then decided to head back to the car and go home. Most places were getting ready to close anyways.

Instead of staying in her seat, Jill moved closer on the bench seat while Jake drove home, her head resting on his shoulder. It was what always happened in those old movies from the 1950's and Jill thought it was cute.

They walked up the porch hand in hand. This reminded Jake of that night that Jill went to the banquet with him. He liked to think of that night because it was so special and it was one of those moments that started out scary, but quickly moved onto thrilling.

He threw his keys onto the table next to the door as Jillian followed him inside the house. He slipped off his jacket, took Jill's and placed both in the closet near the door.

"We should watch a movie. I hate having to watch the Wiggles and Dora all day long."

Jake started to walk towards the cabinet with their movie collection but Jill reached out for his arm to stop him. He turned around to find her smiling up at him.

"I can think of something better to do." She pulled on his collar to get him to lean down and kiss her.

She was aware of what she was going, though at the moment she still couldn't believe the messages she was sending to him. She had thought about it for a long time but she knew that she was not ready to chance it. Sex was a big deal, and even though they already had done it times before, it still was a big deal, considering they had a daughter together.

She kissed him passionately, knowing that this would be their chance to have a moment together alone. The whole time they had been together since she returned home, they were not alone for more than an hour, maybe two, but usually they used the time to do other things, like clean up or go hang out with friends.

He wasn't expecting this either. News to him that she wanted to have sex. He assumed that the same rules had applied since before; they would only go so far because of the fact that things did happen even if you were careful.

The thoughts of the first time they had sex filtered into his mind. She completed him and made him happy; that's the only thing that mattered to him now and the sex thing was something extra he believed was thrown in to complicate the situation.

But he never thought of their relationship as complicated before. They loved each other. They had a daughter together. Simple.

"What the hell." Jake took Jilly into his arms, her legs wrapping around his waist, and walked towards the stairs.

He pinned her against the hallway wall, kissing her neck and listening to her giggle. He hadn't heard that from her in a long time; with so much in their lives, they had little time together.

She pulled his shirt off and kissed his neck. He held onto her and carried her into his room.

Up until then it was fun for Jillian, then she stopped breathing. She was hoping in the heat of the moment, all the fear she held in her heart would melt away. They didn't but ended up coming out right when Jake was smiling over her, saying that he loved her.

Jill let him pull off her shirt, while he leaned over her and kissed her collar bone. She had always liked it before, but when he looked up, her saw her crying.

"What's wrong?" He was afraid something really was wrong, physically, because she seemed fine only a moment before.

"Nothing." He was on top of her on his bed and shestarted unbuckling his belt trying to make him believe that there was nothing wrong.

The fear was turning her stomach and she thought she might throw up.

Something in her told her that this was not right.

"I can't do this." Jake let out a sigh. He was waiting for it. He got up from on her and moved to one side of his bed. "I'm so sorry Jake, but I can't do this. I'm so scared."

"I can understand if you don't want to do this, I really can. I realize that before I was a major ass about waiting but after having Jenny I can understand. But you can't keep doing this to me. It's like.. teasing."

She laughed though she was still tearing up from before. "You just called me a tease." She pulled the pillow from behind her head and placed it over her chest. "I'm sorry. I have so many things running through my head."

He sounded disappointed. "Me, too. I didn't plan on this, Jilly."

"I know you didn't; me either." They sat in silence for a moment. "I just want you to know that it's not like I don't want to have sex with you, because I do. I just get so scared."

"You don't have to explain."

"I want to. It's hard because all I think about is that first time, and while it was amazing, that's also when we..."

"Jenny."

"Yeah, and all I keep thinking about is that I'm not ready to give Jenny a little brother or sister."

"I understand Jilly." He pulled her closer to him, removing the pillow from her arms and let her rest her head against his chest in the dim light from the hallway. "I understand completely. But let's not start something we don't plan on finishing. Agreed?"

"Yeah. More talking, less impulse."

Jake thought about that statement. "Talking? Well then I want to tell you something." Jillian didn't move so he continued. "I know what happened with Denny."

Jillian raised her head. "Peyton told you?" He nodded. "I would kill her if she wasn't watching our daughter right now."

"I just want to let you know that I know how scary it is looking at the future from where we are now." She nodded. "I don't want you ever to worry about Jenny and me not being there because we aren't going anywhere."

"Still, to think of where we were two years ago, then eight months ago, then four months ago, then now, it's a rollercoaster. How do you keep from being terrified?"

"I have faith." He could feel her cringe as she lay her head back down on his chest. "Faith in us."

"So do I." She breathed lighter after adding in.

"I'm glad." He gulped down hard, trying to work up the courage to speak again. She kissed him and held, released and looked into his eyes. He sighed again, only this time it was a sigh of happiness to clear the air, and happiness to find this courage he was seeking. "Jilly, marry me."


Peyton put the phone down once she heard the voicemail pick up. The familiar sound of her father telling callers to leave a message almost made her cry; she wanted to hear his voice telling her that he would be home soon. She missed him.

Lucas came over though Peyton told him that she was watching Jenny. They ended up watching a movie while Jenny fell asleep in Lucas's arms. Even after she was asleep, Peyton and Lucas did nothing but watch the movie; Peyton wanted to be responsible and not give in to the situation.

"What movie do you want to watch now?"

The current movie was running through the credits. Lucas shifted Peyton who was leaning on his shoulder after the tiring day of watching Jenny. He went over to the stack of movies that Peyton owned and started going through the pile. He took out a worn DVD and held it out.

"How about The Breakfast Club?"

Peyton cringed. It was her favorite movie but it was also Jake's favorite and they watched it together all the time.

"Pick something else."

Lucas picked up another movie to which Peyton nodded in agreement. While Lucas was loading the movie into the player, Peyton went back into her bedroom and checked up on Jenny.

"Turn down the movie." Peyton headed into the room, a blanket draped over her arm and Jenny, looking half asleep. "Her tooth is bothering her."

She bypassed the family room to go get Jenny's teething ring out of the freezer. She came back into the room and saw that Lucas put in 10 Things I Hate About You. She sat next to him with Jenny in cradled in her arms, sucking on her teething ring and looking a little happier than before.

Lucas stroked the back of her head. "Does that feel better, Jenny?"

She looked at Lucas like she had something to say but just continued with her ring. Peyton thought Jenny could see through her lies and was going to fill in Lucas.

"She's going to start talking sometime soon, I can feel it." Peyton smiled at the prospect of speech from Jenny. "I can't wait till we can talk together about things. Toddlers are so cute when they talk; they say the craziest things."

Lucas laughed at this statement from Peyton. He thought it was funny that all this came from her, considering she wasn't Jenny's mother. He thought that maybe at some point in her relationship with Jake she hoped to one day become a mother to Jenny. Times changed and she must be adapting to being something less to Jenny.

"This is nice isn't it? Having a baby around?"

Peyton didn't quite understand what Lucas was saying, though it seemed, if anyone else were to see the three of them together, would assume that Peyton and Lucas were parents to Jenny. She hoped that he wasn't talking about having kids.

"It's just nice to have someone depending on you and giving you so much. But trust me, I can wait a very long time to have a relationship like this on a full time basis."

Lucas stewed over why she seemed so nervous at him expressing how much she loved Jenny and how she turned it into him wanting to talk about their having kids, though he definitely didn't mean that. He seemed so lost, unable to understand Peyton's thought process.


"Come on, Jilly." Jill crawled off the bed, searching the dark floor for her shirt.

"I said no more impulse."

"It wasn't impulse for me, I've been thinking about it a lot. It's not like I haven't asked you before."

"Yeah, and the answer remains the same." Jake rubbed his face with his hands, he was exasperated at Jillian's insistence of a no to his proposals.

"Nathan and Haley-"

"Don't finish that sentence, Jake. They are different than us. They don't have a child to think about."

"So Jenny is the reason you don't want to marry me?"

Now Jill was frustrated.

"No, but do you think we would be having this conversation if we didn't have Jenny? We'd be having sex and then I'd leave and go home, just like before. Things are different now."

"That's not a good enough reason to brush me off like this all the time. I want to be with you for the rest of our lives."

"Yeah, you want to now because we have Jenny. I don't want us to get married for any other reason than us, I don't want it to be about being Jenny's parents." She pulled her shirt over her head. "And I know you want to be together forever now, but what about ten years from now? What if I hold you back from something and you end up blaming me?"

"You mean that I will hold you back from something." He shook his head and smirked while Jillian stood there with nothing to say. "I'm going to get some sleep."

He turned over to face the other direction, away from the door. Jillian stepped outside his room. She went into the bathroom and splashed water on her face.

What he right about him holding me back? Have I been lying to myself?

She didn't even have the answers to questions to herself. She opened up the medicine cabinet and took out her prescription. She took two pills and looked back up at her reflection. Something had changed in her but she couldn't see it in the mirror.

She walked back into Jake's room, quietly, and laid next to him, her arms wrapping around his shoulders and much as she could. He turned around to face her and they kissed in the moonlight coming through the window.

"I'm sorry, I don't want to fight."

He studied her face. "Okay, I'm sorry, too." He kissed her again. "But I'm not sorry for asking you. I meant it."

"Not now. I think I'm going to go to the doctor and talk to him about getting on the pill."

"If you want, Jill. You know you don't have to."

"No pressure. But I want to." She kissed him again and let him hold her while they both fell asleep.