Author's Note: Hey guys! I'm back with an update for TSS! I wrote this chapter pretty quick because I already had most of it in my head and written out, so here it is! There's major drama in here so beware! I'll be working on an update for FOWB next, but I'm not really sure to where I want to go with the next chapter so I'm not sure when it will be out. Anyways, here's the new chapter for TSS! I hope you like it! As always, please read and review!

Disclaimer: I own nothing. One Tree Hill and its characters are property of the WB.

Rating: K+ to T

P.S. – I GRADUATE HIGH SCHOOL TODAY! YAY!

The Sweetest Sin

Chapter 15

Previously on One Tree Hill…

"Triplets…" she whispered, her eyes glazed over by the tremendous shock.

Lucas took a sharp intake of breath at her words and swallowed, HARD, "What?" "Triplets…" she repeated quietly, still in her trance, "three babies, three cribs, three car seats, three million diapers, three babies…" Lucas' head began to swim as her words sank into his brain. He would be a father to triplets at eighteen. "God Luke, when you said you were fertile… You topped Dan Scott but all with one girl…" she said still in that soft, dazed voice.

Lucas helped her up into the cab of the truck and got in on his side then they both sat there for several moments, letting everything sink in. After a few minutes, Haley turned to him and saw his equally dazed expression, wide eyes, and choked features, like he'd swallowed a golf ball. Haley burst out laughing at this and he turned to her, "What?" "T-That look on your face…" she managed to get out through gasps of air. He finally caught on, "You mean you're really not pregnant with triplets?" She nodded in response, "No, I'm not having triplets; just one." Lucas breathed a sigh of relief and smiled at her, "Thank god, but just to let you know, I would have been just as happy with three babies." "I know, but it was so funny to see that look on your face; it was priceless," Haley chuckled again as she patted his cheek.

He placed his right hand on her belly and rubbed it, "So how is our little one doing?" She smiled sweetly and set her hand next to his, "Our baby is doing just fine; healthy as can be. The doctor is a little worried about me though; I'm a little underweight so he wants me to eat more. He said that the baby could be born premature or born small if I'm too underweight. It's not something to over-worry about, but something we need to keep an eye on." "I'll make sure you eat more. First we'll go tell my mom then we can go to the café and I'll make you a heaping one-pound burger," he replied. "Yeah, and it'll go straight to my thighs. I've got to eat healthy, you know. Like vegetables and fruit? Ever heard of those?" "What, a burger has vegetables. It has lettuce, tomato, onions, and pickles for vegetables, the burger for meat, dairy from the cheese and you got your grain from the bun. That's almost all the food groups," he responded with a grin. She just shook her head in amusement and laughed, "Come on, let's go tell your mom about the baby."

Lucas turned to her with a mischievous glint in his eyes and a devilish smile on his face, "I think we should play that little joke on my mom that you played on me. That would be hilarious." "No Luke, that's mean," she gently hit him in the chest. "You did it to me, so why can't I do it to her," he questioned then whispered seductively, sending his warm breath in her ear, "I've been a bad, bad boy and I plan to be later on tonight. Are you going to use the whip on me this time?" "You'll probably get what's coming to you if you tell your mom about me having triplets," she slapped him on the shoulder. "Hey, what's with all the abuse," he asked as he rubbed his shoulder, feigning hurt. "What can I say, I love touching you," she grinned widely as she met his lips with hers. Never leaving the kiss, Haley lifted up the armrest separating them and scooted over, wrapping her arms around his waist. The kiss continued for several minutes as their tongues battled for dominance in each other's mouths. Haley stroked the back of his head and Lucas ran his hands up and down her back. They finally parted for air and she caressed his cheek before placing another quick kiss on his lips, "Come on, let's go tell your mom then go home. I'm hungry and tired."

When they arrived at Karen's, they prepared for playing the joke on his mom; they had decided on the ride back that they would to get a laugh out of it. Before they entered the house, they clasped hands at the door and put on their dazed expressions and Haley placed her free hand on her stomach. Both came into the house through the kitchen door and found Karen there, unloading the dishwasher. "Hey guys, how did the doctor's appointment go," she asked without looking up. When they didn't answer, she looked up and saw their faces, "Luke, Haley, what's the matter? Is there something wrong with the baby?" In a soft, choked voice, he whispered dazedly, "Haley's having triplets…" Karen visibly paled and the plate she'd been holding fell to the floor. She leaned heavily against the counter, trying to let this piece of information sink in. After seeing a similar expression to the one Lucas had had in the truck, they both started laughing loudly. "That was just too funny for words," Lucas managed to get out. Karen looked at them cautiously, "You're not having triplets?" "Nope, just one," he replied with a grin.

Karen swatted his shoulder, "Lucas Scott! You better be glad that, that plate was plastic and not one of my good china! That was so not funny!" "Sorry Karen, I did it to him at the hospital and then he conned me into doing it to you," Haley replied. Karen pointed a finger warningly at him, "You may be tall, but you're still young enough for me to take you over my knee." Lucas pretended to look frightened. Karen went over to Haley and softly rubbed her stomach, "How's my grandchild doing?" "He," she emphasized the word, "is doing fine; healthy and growing. I just have to eat a little more because I was a little underweight at the checkup." "Whoa, wait… You found out," Lucas asked. Haley smiled at him, "No, call it mother's intuition, but I think it's going to be a boy." Karen gave Lucas a wry grin, "I thought you were going to be a girl. You were all set to be Lily Jessica Scott. But then when I went into labor and the doctor said, 'It's a boy!' I had to change the name." "Boy am I glad for that," he responded.

Karen asked, "Did you get the sonogram pictures?" Haley nodded, pulling out a small envelope from her purse and handing it to her. "You got pictures? Why didn't I get to see these," he inquired. "Because I was playing that prank on you and then you made me play the prank on your mom so I punished you by not letting you see the pictures," she rationalized, smiling sweetly at him. "Aww, the baby is so small. I remember when Lucas was that small," Karen grinned at Haley then handed the pictures back to her. "Let me see," Lucas whined, gesturing for her to hand him the pictures. "No," she replied as she pulled them the farthest away from him. Lucas began to tickle her sides and Haley giggled, trying to get away from his grasp, "Luke, stop!" "Give me the pictures then," he replied. "No," she responded, breaking away from him and starting to run, but Lucas caught her and tickled her some more. "Okay, okay, here," she finally relented, handing over the pictures to him.

Lucas stared at them in awe for several minutes, tears rising in his eyes and falling down his cheeks. He wiped his eyes with his sleeve and sniffled then looked up at her and smiled, first pointing at one of the pictures then placing a hand on her belly, "That's our baby in here. It's so amazing…I can't believe it…" Haley smiled too, tears of her own now falling, as she pulled him close and stroked the back of his head then gently kissed his lips. He wrapped his arms around her and rubbed her back as she laid her head against his chest, sighing contentedly.

Later that evening, with Krissy tucked under the covers in her room, Lucas and Haley lay in bed, both reading. Haley was reading some entertainment magazine with articles about Brad and Jen and who the next Mrs. Ben Affleck would be. Lucas was reading his all time favorite book for what seemed like the millionth time, The Winter of Our Discontent. As he read, Lucas rubbed his hand over her stomach in slow, soothing circles, feeling the child move from within. At a particularly sharp kick, Haley grunted as she placed her hand where the baby had kicked, "This kid's trying to kick my insides out." Lucas set his book down on the nightstand next to the bed then turned back to her, scooting down so his head was parallel to her stomach and patted it gently, "Hey baby, be nice to Mommy. Stop giving her such a hard time." Haley smiled and after a few moments of Lucas stroking her belly tenderly, he looked up at her. "You really think it's a boy," he asked. Haley nodded, "I think so. I just have a feeling…plus, I'm carrying almost the same as your mom when she was pregnant with you. She showed me pictures," She added in the last line at Lucas' confused look. "So you think we have Braden in here, huh? When will you be able to find out for sure?" "Probably next month at the checkup. I'll be six months along by then," Haley responded.

"Can you believe it? Just four more months and then we'll have little Sophia or Braden here with us. I can't wait," he smiled as he kissed her belly, "I love you Braden or Sophia, whoever's in there. Mommy and Daddy both love you." "Remember to keep those names to yourself, buddy," she poked him lightly in the chest, "we don't want your mom finding out yet." They had decided early on that they wanted to keep the names a secret so that if they had a girl, they could surprise Karen when the baby was born. "I will, don't worry," he replied. "Alright, lights out, time to go to bed. I'm tired and the baby and I need to get some sleep. And you have to go to bed too because you don't want a raging pregnant lady on your hands," Haley smiled sweetly. "Oh that's nothing; it's the craving pregnant lady that scares me." "Luke," she lightly pushed him in the shoulder. "Kidding," he replied with a laugh. Haley snuggled into him and kissed him softly on the lips, "I love you." He rubbed the side of her arm and stroked her hair, "I love you too Hales."

A few days later, Lucas and Haley were relaxing on the couch dressed in their pajamas watching a basketball game; well, Lucas was watching but Haley was simply laying there just to be near him as she fought sleep. Haley was wearing a pair of flannel blue and purple plaid pajama pants with a light pink shirt that had recently gotten a little small at covering her growing stomach. She was hardly showing despite being nearly five months pregnant and because she was underweight, but there was a definite bump and roundness to her stomach that hadn't been there before although she still appeared like she wasn't pregnant to the untrained eye, except for when she wore shirts like this. Lucas was still clad in his white wife-beater tank top and jersey shorts from playing basketball down at the rivercourt earlier that morning.

The doorbell rang and Haley rose from her position on the couch, heading towards the door, "I'll get it." When she opened it to see who it was, her eyes widened in shock and her jaw would have dropped down to the floor had it been physically possible. Standing right in front of her were none other than Haley's parents.

Haley's mother looked over her daughter but her stare became transfixed to her daughter's protruding belly. Haley's father saw it too and his facial expression began to change to one of disgust. Haley wrapped her arms protectively around her stomach as if to keep her child safe from these horrible people who had deserted her at the young age of six.

"Who is it, Hales," Lucas asked as he made his way towards the door and placed a hand comfortingly on her lower back. He too had shock written all over his face at the sight of Haley's parents and he started to become a little red from the anger building inside him.

"Where is Kristina," Haley's mother, Abigail James, asked snootily. "Well hello to you too. What do you care anyway? You've only seen her about twice in all of her life! Do you even know how old she is? She's three and a half years old, Abby!" Haley screamed angrily, crossing her arms over her chest. Her father, Steven James, pointed a finger warningly at her, "Don't talk to your mother like that!" Haley looked around outside, "What mother? I don't see my mother. As far as I know, the only mother I've had since I was six years old is Karen Roe." Abigail raised her hand to slap her daughter but Lucas caught her arm and glared at her, his eyes burning holes into her, "Don't you lay a hand on her!" "Haley is my daughter and I will deal with her however I choose," Abigail shouted, yanking her arm from his grasp. "Oh please, I haven't been your daughter for twelve years," Haley replied sarcastically, venom dripping in her tone.

Krissy, who had been sleeping until all the yelling woke her up, walked out into the hallway rubbing her eyes. "Haley," she asked sleepily, "why are you yelling?" "Stay back baby," Haley replied placing her hand behind her to keep her from coming any closer, "Luke, go get her." Before Luke could pick her up, she came up behind Haley and hugged her legs and seeing the two people at the door, asked, "Who are you?" Abigail bent down and opened her arms for the little girl to enter, "Kristina honey, it's us, Mom and Dad." Krissy acquired an angry expression on her face, "You're not my Mommy and Daddy!" She then ran to Luke, who scooped her up and cradled her in his arms then took her back to her bedroom before returning back to Haley's side.

"What are you doing here? Why'd you come? Why now? You never cared about Krissy anyway," Haley asked bitterly. "We want Kristina to come live with us," Abigail replied then continued after glancing at Haley's stomach, "we realize that we made a mistake in raising you so we want to make it right with our other daughter." "You didn't raise me," Haley shouted back, "and I won't let you take Krissy!" "We are taking Kristina and that is final," Abigail yelled. "No," Haley retorted.

Krissy had been listening from her bedroom and now ran out, clinging onto Haley's legs, "Mommy, no! Don't let me go with them! Please, Mommy, please! Don't let me go with those strangers!" Lucas picked her up and held her tight to his chest as she sobbed into his shoulder, "Daddy, I don't wanna go…" He rubbed her back and murmured in her ear, "Shh, you're not going anywhere, baby. I won't let them take you." He then looked up to Haley's parents, who had shocked expressions at her calling Haley and Lucas, Mommy and Daddy, and pointed towards the stairs, "You need to go."

"Fine then. You'll be hearing from our lawyer. We are going to file for custody of Kristina and we WILL win. We'll be seeing you in court," Abigail said confidently before turning on her heel and walking away, Steven James following in her wake after giving his daughter another disgusted glare.

After Haley closed the door, Lucas kissed Krissy's cheek and set her on the ground then crouched down in front of her, "Kris sweetie, Mommy and I have to talk alone for awhile. Can you please go to your room? We will come have a talk with you in a little bit." She nodded then began to cry again, "Why do those people want to take me with them? Daddy, did I do something bad?" He hugged the little girl, his heart breaking, "Oh no, honey. You are such a good little girl. You didn't do anything wrong, okay?" She nodded again. "Come here baby," he opened his arms for her to enter and he gently stroked her hair and rubbed her back, murmuring in her ear, "Everything will be alright. You're not going anywhere, sweetie." He hugged her for a few more minutes then let her go and Krissy reluctantly retreated back to her room.

Haley was still breathing heavily from the shock and her eyes were wide with fright. Lucas walked over to her and rubbed her back as he placed his hand on her stomach, "Take deep breaths. You need to calm down Hales, all this stress isn't good for you or the baby." "I can't calm down! They want to take Kris away from us Luke! She can't go with them! I can't lose her," she screamed. Lucas wrapped his arms around her, "Sh, we'll get through this. I promise…" "What are we going to do…" Haley asked in a shaky voice as she wrapped her arms around him and began to sob, burying her head in his chest.