Author's Note: Hey, everybody. I know it's been a while since the last update. I'm glad that you liked it. I posted another Baley story that I wrote a while ago. In that one, it's set in a different place where they were best friends and it shows how they got together. I hope some of you will read it as while as this one. Anyway, I've kept you waiting for long enough I guess, it's time for the story, right?

...WWHT...

"Is it weird that I'm scared?" asked Brooke as she turned onto the street her girlfriend lived on. Haley was in the seat beside her, smiling at the fact that Brooke was nervous about meeting her sister.

"Relax, Brooke," Peyton instructed her from her position in the backseat of the car. She leaned forward to poke her head in between her two best friends. "It's just one dinner, okay? I'm not nervous to meet her."

"Well, you don't make out with baby sister, do you?"

"Not anymore, anyways," she teased. Brooke quickly wiped her head around to glare at her. Peyton gave her an innocent smile before she leaned back in her seat so Brooke couldn't attack her.

"Now, now," Haley intervened, not wanting Peyton to get Brooke pissed off when she was already worried enough as it was. "There's no need to get upset, Tigger. She was just kidding, weren't you Peyton?" She gave Peyton a pleading look to stop causing trouble.

"I understand," she stated, pretending to pout. "You want to hide our entire affair. I see it didn't mean as much to you as it did to me."

"Seriously, Peyton," Haley sigh, not believing that Peyton was adding to the tension that was already surrounding them. Peyton saw the look on Haley's face and sighed.

"Fine," she mumbled. "I was just kidding. Excuse me for trying to lighten the mood. If Brookie over there gets anymore tense, she's gonna blow a gazette." Brooke tried her best to ignore the conversation that was going on beside her. She was too worried about the evening ahead of them.

"What are you so worried about anyway, babe?" Haley asked. "I mean it's just Taylor."

"To you she's jus Taylor," Brooke explained. "To me, she's like the scary older brother, except she the scary older sister." She glanced at Haley. She pulled into the driveway of Haley's house and turned off the car.

"She's not gonna get like that," Haley assured her. She patted Brooke on the knee before getting out of the car, Peyton and Brooke doing the same. Haley grabbed Brooke's hand and linked her arm through Peyton's as they began to walk up to the house.

"So she's not going to grill me about my intention with her little sister?"

"Oh, I'm sure she will," Haley answered. Brooke gave her a worried look and she laughed. "But don't worry, I'm sure it won't be anything that bad. I mean if she wanted to get you alone she won't have invited Peyton."

"That's right," Peyton added in. "I'm like your wingman or whatever. I'll make sure not to leave your side so she won't get the chance to question you alone." They were no on the porch. Peyton could tell that Brooke was still freaking out. "Ready?"

"As I'll ever be." Haley nodded her head and gave her a quick kiss on the lips to reassure her before she opened the front door. The girls walked in and made their way into the living room, where Taylor was sitting on the couch watching television.

"Oh my, God," Brooke exclaimed, moving away from Peyton and Haley to join Taylor on the couch. "Is that Buffy?"

"Yeah," Taylor answered, her attention not fully on the girl, but mostly focused on what was happening on the television. "You watch it?"

"Every Tuesday," she answered. "Or at least I used to."

"Isn't the best?" Taylor asked, holding out a bowl of popcorn for Brooke, without even looking at her. Brooke took a hand full.

"Oh yeah," Brooke agreed. "I liked the earlier ones better though. Like season one through three, four was all right too, I guess. If it wasn't for..."

"Riley, yeah," Taylor interrupted her. "I hated Caption Cardboard. I liked her with Angel much more, but I always thought she was best with..."

"Willow," Brooke blurted out. Taylor laughed at her and nodded. "I was so glad when Tara got shot." Taylor nodded her head emphatically before they went back to watching. Peyton and Haley watched the scene in front of them in surprise.

"Kitchen?"

"Kitchen," Peyton agreed. With one last look, they left the two of them to talk about Buffy and made their way into the kitchen. Peyton pulled out a chair and sat at the table while Haley got them both a drink. "Can you believe that?"

"I know," Haley laughed. She closed the fridge and walked over to the table. She pulled out the chair across from Peyton's and sat down, handing the blonde her drink.

"Thanks."

"Nothing like something as important as vampire slayers to bring two people together," she commented, popping the tap on her can and taking a sip. Peyton laughed before taking a sip of her own drink. "I guess she's not nervous anymore."

"I guess not," Peyton replied. They sat in silence for a moment. Peyton had been wanting to ask her something all day, but she was afraid of how Haley might react. Deciding this was the perfect time she figured she better take it. "Hales, can I ask you something?"

"Yeah."

"What are you gonna do about Lucas?" she asked. Haley's face fell a bit, but she tried to cover it up by putting a fake smile on her face. Peyton saw the frown though.

"Just give him time to get over," Haley answered with as much enthusiasms as she could muster. "That's all I can do, right?" Peyton nodded, bowing her head, not being able to look at the sadness she knew would be in her best friend's eyes.

"What if he doesn't get over it?" she whispers. When Haley didn't respond, she thought that she might not have heard her so she looked up. She was regretted saying anything when she saw that Haley was crying. "Oh, Hales." She quickly got out of her seat and moved around the table. She kneeled down and brought Haley into a hug.

"What if he never talks to be again?" she cried into Peyton's blonde curls. "Did you see the look on his face when he looked at me? He hated me, Pey. He hates me."

"He could never hate you, Hales," Peyton told her, running a gentle hand through Haley's hair. "He was just hurt that's all. You just need to talk to him." Haley shook her head and continued to cry.

"Hey, baby," Brooke called from out in the hallway. "Taylor's pretty cool after..." She trailed off as she entered the kitchen to see Haley crying. She rushed to her side and Peyton moved out of the way so Brooke could take over. "Baby, what's wrong?" When Haley didn't answer, she turned back to Peyton for answers.

"I said something really stupid," Peyton explained, standing in the doorway. "I asked her about Lucas..." Brooke nodded and turned back to Haley. "I'll leave you two alone." With that she walked out of the kitchen and into the living room to join Taylor.

"Sweetie, what happened?" Brooke asked, laying a hand on Haley's face and rubbing the tears away with the pad of her thumb. Haley tried to hide her face, but Brooke wouldn't let her. She held her face so she could look her in the eyes. "Baby?"

"I can't stand it when he's mad at me," she confessed, sniffling back the next flood of tears that threatened to spill out. "Tigger, I hurt him so bad. I didn't mean to. I would never want to hurt him."

"I know that, baby," Brooke assured her. She pulled the chair out that was beside her and sat down in it so she didn't have to kneel on the ground. She took Haley's hands in between her own. "You would never hurt anybody. I know that and he knows that."

"But..." Brooke laid a finger on her lips.

"No buts," she said, replacing the finger with her lips. "He's just being a big baby right now. I guess he has a right to do that, but sooner or later he'll realize what a jerk he was and beg you for forgiveness."

"You think?" Haley asked, hopefully. Brooke nodded her head and gave her a reassuring smile. She leaned her forehead against Haley's.

"I know," she stated. "No one could ever stay mad at that adorable face." Haley gave her a big smile and a big kiss on the lips.

"Am I interrupting something?" Taylor asked from her spot in the doorway. Brooke and Haley jumped at her voice and separated. "Well aren't you two just the cutest little things."

"How long have you been standing there?"

"Long enough," she answered, venturing further into the kitchen to put her empty bowl in the sink. "Finished my popcorn." Both girls nodded and looked at her nervously.

"So when's dinner gonna be..."

"Hay, can I talk to Brooke alone for a second, please?" Haley looked over at Brooke to see if that was okay. Brooke gave her a slight nod, not wanting her to be worried about anything else.

"Okay," she said, confused. She gave Brooke a quick kiss, much to the girl's surprise and walked out of the room in search of her blonde friend. "Pey Pey!" she called out to her in sing song voice, knowing how much the name annoyed her friend. Taylor and Brooke laughed at her.

"God, I love her," Brooke mumbled, loud enough for Taylor to hear her. Taylor smiled, but didn't say anything. She pushed off the counter and walked over to Brooke.

"I saw everything that happened," Taylor informed her. Brooke couldn't tell what Taylor was thinking, whether she was mad or not. "You were so great with her. You knew just what to say and do to make her feel better."

"I just said what came to mind," Brooke admitted. "I had no idea if it would work or not."

"But it did," Taylor stated. She smiled at the nervous girl. "I'm glad that my baby sister found someone that will take such good care of her. She's happy and that's all I ever want for her." Brooke let out a sigh of relief, glad that she was on Taylor's good side.

"Thank, God."

"But just so you know," she began. "If you ever hurt her..."

"I know," Brooke interrupted. "You'll kick my ass, Haley already told me. Plus Peyton threatened my life I hurt her so..."

"I knew I liked that girl," Taylor laughed. Brooke stood up when she saw that Kate was going into the living room. Taylor threw an arm over Brooke's shoulder as they walked out of the kitchen. "So you better not hurt her because I don't want to have to get rid of you. I finally found someone to watch Buffy with, I don't want to lose you already."

"No," Brooke laughed. "We wouldn't want that." They broke apart when they made it to the living room and moved to sit on the couch. Taylor sat down on the other side of Peyton and Brooke flopped down on Haley's lap, since there was no more room on the couch.

"So," Haley whispered. "Everything okay?" Brooke smiled and nodded her head, dropping a lingering kiss in her lips.

"Yep." Haley smiled and they turned to finish watching the show.

...WWHT...

That's it for now. I hope you liked it. The next part will be the actual dinner I think. Please tell me what you think. Thanks for reading.