Chapter 16
Pretty soon, time was flying by. Pretty soon, Brooke and Lucas's wedding was far from mind. And, pretty soon, Kaylie had turned three.
By two, she was talking. By three, she was nearly a genius. Lucas was proud to be her father. She had inherited great singing genes too. From who, Lucas had no idea. But she sang like there was no tomorrow, even at the ripe age of three.
The door to the house creaked open, as Lucas stepped in. He was half expecting the house to be quiet, and was somewhat shocked when he heard the loud music blaring. Feeling intrigued, he walked silently to the kitchen, from where he could hear the music, and peered through the door.
Aretha Franklin's 'Respect' blared through the radio. Brooke and Kaylie, were singing and dancing around, while cooking. It was quite a site.
"What you want! Baby, I got it!" Brooke sang, using a large wooden spoon as her microphone.
Kaylie, who was standing on the counter grinned, as Brooke handed her a large wooden spoon as well. "What you need! Oh, you know I got it!"
The pair danced around, kicking their legs up in the air, and shaking their asses. At the same time, Lucas could see they were baking a cake, and cookies. There was also pasta, turkey, and salad being made. Lucas couldn't help but chuckle as he watched the two ladies he loved the most dance.
"Baby, baby when you get home!" The two sang together, seeming to harmonize.
"Take it away, Babe!" Brooke shouted to Kaylie, who stood higher on the counter, waving her arms in the air.
"Oh, your kisses, sweet as honey. Well, guess what! So is my money, give me my props, when you get home!" Kaylie sang jumping of the counter, and dancing with Brooke. For a girl of her age, the girl had a lot of spunk.
When Brooke noticed Lucas, she smiled, walking towards him and planting a soft kiss on his lips.
"Daddy!" Kaylie yelled, running towards her father, and enveloping him and Brooke in a hug.
Lucas lifted her up. "Hey, Kales. What did you and Brookie do today?"
"Well," Kaylie began, thinking hard. "We woke up, and watched a movie, and then we eated ice cream, and then we went shopping with Aunt Hawey and Michael. And then we came home, and then we started cooking, and singing. And then you came home."
"Sounds like fun." Lucas smirked, looking at Brooke, who spoiled Kaylie rotten.
Brooke and Kaylie basically had a mother/daughter relationship, besides the fact that Kaylie called Brooke, Brookie.
Over the time, the small family had spent together, things had really started going well. Lucas had become the Raven's basketball coach, which all the students thought was fun, considering he wasn't much older then them. Brooke had become a stay-at-home mom. She didn't need to work, considering the generous amount of money her father had given her.
Lucas and Brooke still shared their simple house. Not big, but not small. They'd expanded it a bit, in the previous couple of months. They were happy.
Lucas had stopped having Peyton dreams a while back, and he was happy. He wasn't quite sure why he had dreamt about her, for the time that he did. But, he didn't really want to know either.
Things had finally been going really well in Tree Hill.
Back to the subject of Kaylie, Lucas was really happy Peyton had left the young baby with him. He wouldn't be able to live without her, and now that she was his, he had never been happier. She was quite the inquisitive little girl, always asking questions. She had once asked Lucas the story of the Birds and the Bees.
"Daddy," She had said innocently, "Where do babies come from?"
The question had come out of nowhere, and Lucas had been completely shocked, not knowing what to say. "Well, I'm not quite sure." He had looked nervously had Brooke, who had grinned, deciding to take matters into her own hands.
"You see, Honey, it all revolves around the birds and the bees. There's a queen bee, and a King humming bird, and they run away against their parents will. Really far away, so they can be together. And they end up sharing a hive. They get married in this hive, and then pray every day to God, that they will have children. And then they do." Brooke had finished grinning even bigger then she already had been, and Lucas had raised his eyebrows, questioningly.
Kaylie had seemed to understand. "So, only the birds and the bees?" She had asked quietly, causing Brooke to nod.
"Not the cats and dogs?"
Brooke shook her head. "Nope."
"Not the dinosaws, and the monkeys?"
"No, again."
"Not the bears and the chickens?" She had challenged, cocking her head to the side.
"No." Brooke had said, knowing where this was going.
"Not the ducklings and the roosters?"
And it had went like that.
Kaylie was loved throughout the town, she was a gem. She was growing up more and more every day, looking more and more like Lucas. And Peyton. But Peyton was somewhat forgotten throughout the town. When people mentioned her, they said her name with hatred. People were disgusted with her.
"So," Lucas asked, arching an eyebrow. "What's with all the food?"
"Oh, didn't I tell you? Tutor Mom, Nathan, and Mikey, are coming for dinner." She nodded to her fiancé of years.
"That should be fun."
Dinner had been fun. Following it, the group had went to the Rivercourt. The boys shooting hoops, as Haley, Brooke, and the children had sat by watching.
Kaylie and Brooke had even performed an old cheer Brooke had used during her days as a Raven cheerleader.
Lucas had realized how much Kaylie really loved Brooke. She was her mini-me, and she wanted to do every thing Brooke did.
Once at home, Lucas had sat, watching basketball as Brooke had bathed Kaylie for at least an hour. Kaylie loved bath time. She would play games with Brooke, like mermaids, and hair salon. She especially loved playing Bubble Monster, where Brooke would turn the bubbles on, causing Kaylie to spin around, laughing.
When Brooke walked in to her and Lucas's room, she collapsed on the bed, yawning. "She's waiting for you." She told Lucas, her eyes closed.
Lucas kissed Brooke's cheek. "Are you going to sleep on me, Cheery?" He mocked disappointment.
Brooke giggled, opening her eyes slightly. "Maybe." She replied simply.
Lucas kissed her lips this time, and she smiled, pulling him closer to her. When they pulled away, Brooke rolled over, and whispered in a sexy voice, "Then again, maybe not."
Lucas arched an eyebrow, deciding he would hurry with Kaylie.
She sat in bed, grinning when her father stepped in. "Daddy, I've been waiting for you for sooo long!" She complained, yawning.
"Sorry, Angel. Daddy just got, er, distracted." He tucked her in, and kissed her forehead.
"I love you, Baby." He whispered, standing to leave.
"I love you too, Daddy." She mumbled, falling asleep.
He began to walk out, when he heard a small voice, "Daddy?"
He turned, "Yes, Honey?"
"I have a question."
He sat by her bed once again, wondering what her question would be this time.
"Yes, Kaylie?"
"Well," She hesitated, playing with his hands. "Daddy, can I call Brookie, Mommy?" She looked nervous after she had said it.
Lucas smiled. "Of course you can, Kales!"
She smiled back, really big. "Really? That's cool! I was scared you wud say no."
"Honey, she loves you. She would love it if you called her mommy. I would love it if you called her Mommy. She has wanted so long to be your mother, and so have I. I'm glad you think of her the way you do."
Kaylie kissed her father's cheek. "You are the best daddy and mommy a girl can ever have!"
When Lucas finally entered the room again, Brooke was dead asleep on the bed, snoring slightly.
"Ah, Brooke. What am I going to do about you? You aren't able to finish what you started." He sighed, laying down beside her, and turning off the light.
"I can too." He heard ten minutes later.