Thanks so much for the reviews, but especially l-a-c18. I was glad that you had liked my story enough to write such a long review, and completely voice your opinion. Thanks so much! I'm going to say one more thing. Lucas/Chad looks horribly awkward with a shaved head, so in none of my stories, does he have this awkward haircut. Just thought I should make that clear. Hehe.
PS: If anyone wants to request a fan-fiction, now is the time. Any pairings, and story line, anything.

Mommy, Mommy

Chapter 18

As the door slammed, Brooke picked Kaylie off the ground, rocking her back and forth.

"What did she mean, Mommy?" The innocent child asked.

"Nothing." Lucas said quietly. He was outraged that Peyton would, in the first place, tell Kaylie something that although was technically true, would never be. And in the second place, she had never even been somewhat of a mother!

Brooke kissed Kaylie's head, tears still falling from her eyes. Lucas turned his head towards his quietly sobbing girlfriend. "Brooke, it's okay. Nothing she said was true."

"I just, I can't believe she would come back. I mean, after all those years of her being gone, and now she's just," She paused for a few seconds, "Back."

"I know." Damn, this was weird.

The couple embraced, with Kaylie between them, encircling her arms around Lucas and Brooke.

"We should do something today since it's so sunny and bright and all." Brooke was acting cheery, but Lucas knew she wasn't quite ready to go out yet , and face the world.

"No, let's stay in." He told her, watching as Kaylie ran off towards the living room again. He was glad she hadn't been affected by Peyton's insane-ness.

"Why?"

"Because I think it would be cool if we had a quality family day? Help me out here." He chuckled, kissing her. She ran a hand through his blonde locks.

"Okay. If it's what you want." Brooke shrugged, walking towards the living room, where she'd seen Kaylie run off to just moments ago.

Lucas smiled, crossing his arms over his chest. Suddenly, he didn't know why he'd missed Peyton so much. Brooke was twenty times greater. Scratch that , twenty million times better.

"What ever happened to family time, Lucas?" Brooke grinned walking back into the room, and dragging her beautiful boyfriend back into the room.

"Okay, so what should we do?" Lucas asked his small family.

Kaylie looked up at Brooke, then back to Lucas. "Cooking!" She shouted, a large smile on her face.

Brooke smiled back. "Okay Luke. You get the movies, we'll get the food."

"So I actually have to leave?" Lucas whined, looking at his extremely demanding daughter.

"That what I just said, isn't it? Come on, Kales." Kaylie stood up and followed her mother into the kitchen.

"Be that way, then!" Lucas mocked anger, before grabbing the car keys and heading out.

"Mommy, I have a question." Kaylie, who was seated on the counter asked.

Brooke, who was currently looking for all the ingredients to make cookies, stopped to look at the young girl. "What's up, Mama?"

Kaylie giggled at the nickname. "Who was that girl?"

Brooke had feared this question. "Just an old friend."

"She's pretty."

"Yeah, she is."

"She has the same color hair as me."

Brooke nodded, agreeing.

Kaylie shrugged.

And Brooke knew, that somewhere in that three and a half year old mind, something had clicked.

Lucas looked through DVD'S, tapping his hand on the shelf distractedly.

"I was hoping I'd see you around here." Lucas cursed inwardly, turning towards the voice.

"Peyton , just stay away from my family."

"I am your family. We share a daughter."

"No, Brooke and I share a daughter."

"That's impossible, because Brooke's not even her mother."

"She's been there for her, her entire life."

"Which is three and a half years."

"So what?"

"Lucas, I'm back now."

"It's too late."

"But here's the thing, it's really not. I'm here now that she needs me."

"She needs Brooke!" His voice boomed throughout the store.

"Calm down."

"What are you even doing here?"

"I already told you."

"No, I mean in the video store. Are you stalking me or something?"

"No, I was having lunch, and I saw you walking in alone, so I ran over to talk."

"How'd you find my house?"

"It's a small town Lucas."

"Oh, hey, have you noticed how people hate you now?"

Peyton looked down uncomfortably. "I just want to be with you."

"Too bad."

She leaned in, kissing him on the lips, pressing him against the shelf. He almost let her get the best of him. Almost. He almost kissed her back. But then Brooke and Kaylie at home popped into his head, and he pushed her off of him.

"What the hell do you think you're doing?"

"Kissing you, Silly."

He collected the five videos he'd dropped on the floor up, and picked two random ones of the shelf, before walking to the cashier.

"Don't tell me you didn't feel anything, Luke." She called after him.

He ignored her.

"Took you long enough." Brooke laughed as he walked in.

"Yeah, I had a hard time picking movies."

"Oh." Brooke nodded, a smirk on her face, as she picked the movies out of the bag. "I'm sure you were thinking really hard when you picked out Sleepover and Confessions Of A Teenage Drama Queen. I never knew you were a chick flick kind of guy!" She burst out laughing.

"Damn." He muttered, those had been the two movies he'd randomly selected.

Brooke had tears coming out of her eyes, she was laughing so hard.

"I wasn't looking when I picked those two out." He scratched his head.

Brooke had stopped laughing, and was merely giggling. "Why? Something major happen?"

If only Brooke had any idea that something major had happened.

Peyton had kissed him.

He should have told her then. But seeing the large smile on her face as she continued baking, and cooking with Kaylie, wasn't worth the pain.

He wanted her happy. And if happy meant she had to be left out on some things, then so be it.