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The night had faded into morning and Lucas was still beside her. The whole night was an odd one, but the two of them were still there. He couldn't help but smile as a small amount of sunlight came through the window touching her body and making her look angelic. Her brown hair was seemingly tinted with red. She looked beautiful, "Good morning Tigger..." His voice was soft as he continued to look down at her. He used the nickname that Haley had given her, it seemed appropriate; she was always bouncy both in body and in spirit.

"No." Brooke raised her hand swatting at where she could hear the voice coming from. Trying to get her to awaken was never an easy task; something you think he would know by now. "Five more..." She yawned clutching the pillow tighter around her body.

Lucas moved down to kiss her lightly on the forehead, "Brooke..." His voice had a slight laughter in it. He wrapped his arms around her bringing her close to him. It seemed appropriate. His heart was growing closer to her, and the weeks of tribulations that they had apart where now fading into the distant memory, or at least he was beginning to think so, "It's time to get up..."

"And if I do get up what are you going to give me?" Brooke smirked as she continued this little game. Being stubborn was something she could easily whether it be playful or she actually meant what she was said. As she took hold of the sheets she let them drop over their bodies simply letting him keep his arms around her for the moment.

Lucas just held her close taking in everything from the past night. It was odd for him. Everything was going to be on. Thank God Brooke couldn't see his face. He wasn't ready to be a father, and she wasn't ready to be a mother. His own mother had stated it quite well. They're just kids themselves. He had made a few wrong choices, but now was the time to make them all better. He would be a better person. He took a deep breath and then smiled once again at Brooke, "I'm going to buy you coffee, or simply get it from the cafe'. And then we can go...and talk some more."

"Moments over." Brooke took hold of the covers as she moved away to another side of her lavish bed. She didn't want to talk anymore, all it did was cause more trouble and make her head hurt. Mentally she cursed herself as she could feel herself falling again, but Brooke Davis didn't fall in love...she crashed into it.

Lucas took a second to jump off the bed throwing on some clothes instantly. The night was weird, awkward, and was over as she had said but..."But what about last night?" His voice yearning to understand exactly what was going through her mind; "I thought we were okay with each other?"

Brooke sighed and stood up from the bed using the sheets and draping them over her body. So many thoughts and idea kept coming and going like the wind into her mind. She could let herself be lost in those arms forever, but would those arms hurt her again? She couldn't be so sure though it didn't call for her actions. "We are...I think. I don't know...maybe yes...no. It's all just so..." She rambled as she ran a hand through her hair. "Hormones....mine are out of whack it's my fault."

"Brooke," Lucas said honestly continuing to look at her, "You're rhyming...and quite frankly that in itself is beginning to scare me." His voice quiet as he let another coy smile come across his face. He hoped that would calm her nerves at least a little bit.

"And this scares me." Brooke lowered her hand as she gestured to her stomach and then to Lucas himself. She wasn't lying, everything was making her feel on edge and her guard was up. But looking at that smile something told her it wasn't going to be okay right then but maybe possibly in the future it would all work out. "Care to start the morning over?"

Lucas stood up and made his way with the jeans he had thrown on. He wrapped his arms around her holding her close, "I don't think you understand how much it scares me too Brooke. I've been thinking all morning that we're still not adults, that we're still children, and that this child is going to be ours." He took a long breath as he brought his lips down to hers, "Brooke, this child is going to grow up shrouded in love. If we can't give it anything else, this child will have that."

Love. Now that was a funny word least to Brooke it was. Brooke glanced up into his eyes as she tried to find if it was all a lie but all she found was love. The only thing bothering her now in the pit of her stomach was she had seen that look before and it led her to getting burned. "You know what's going to be hilarious? Can you imagine what my parents are going to say and do? Oh...that's right...nothing."

Lucas just held her close. It was all he could do. The words that he would say would come out wrong. His emotions would have to do all the talking. Her body next to his was speaking a million words. Those million words were words that he would never be able to speak himself. They were all he had to give at the moment.

Brooke sighed lightly leaning her head on his chest. She felt safe and at home even though she was in her home she never felt as if she belonged. Sure the money, the frilly white dresses and bows she used to wear, the coming up parties she had to attend were all part of the exterior but there was more. Maybe something this guy holding her would truly see the real her.