"For a while, earlier, I thought this might have been one of my last times to sleep in this bed in Tree Hill," Haley said to him softly, as she leaned and watched him as he swiftly changed into his pajamas.
"You know, seriously, if we do have to move, it won't be for a while.. although I don't think we are." Nathan said with a secretive smile as he pulled into bed beside his wife.
"What are you talking about?" Haley questioned him, a curious smile appearing on her own face.
"Well," he started, then paused.
"Wait, you aren't pulling a Lucas are you? And like quit playing?" her eyes were wide.
"No," he laughed, then continued, "I leveled with my coach for once, and I clearly told him I don't want to be a pawn in the game. And he decided to work something out.. which might end up with Tim switching teams, but I am staying put,"
"Ah good. I'm really happy," she told him, resting her head on his chest.
"Yeah, me too.." he paused, "Hales, what about this whole Callie thing? Do you think it is behind us?"
Haley didn't answer very quickly. She had to think about it first.
"I am sure it is.."
Whoooa, haven't written in my journal in a while. I think things are okay now. After the whole accident, and uncle father thing, it's kind of nice to be able to sit here and write my thoughts. Have I mentioned how much I love my brother and sister lately? If I haven't, I should have. I really don't know where I would be without Penny's quips and Cameron's horribly lame jokes. And Nathan. Or.. uhhm. I guess it's just Uncle Nathan from now on. I mean, really, who cares if he is my biological father? He will never be half as awesome as dad is. He would never be able to live up to his standards. And mom. Oh my god, is she ever a trooper? She will always be my best friend, even when I am a badass rebellious teenager, she'll get me. And I know she understands where I was coming from with my feelings about the whole Dad/Uncle fiasco. It's good. Things are great. I just hope this whole situation is behind us. All of us. I mean, it is Tree Hill. From what i know, I haven't experienced half the stuff my parents and uncle Nathan and aunt Haley went through when they were teenagers. I guess that is just how the ball bounces.
- Callie
"Lucas, Luke, okay, talk." Peyton was sitting across the kitchen table from her husband. She had finally faced the fact that he was in the prime of his career and he had decided to quit. She had to talk to him reasonably. Get his side of the story.
"Peyt, I didn't think this would be too hard to understand." Lucas shrugged and took a sip of the cocoa his wife had made.
"Just tell me why. Why you decided to do this without talking to me first? Luke, you do realize this is a huge decision to make on your own," she ran her hands through her blonde curls and met him eye to eye.
"I couldn't handle basketball anymore. Not with everything going on. I missed Penny's last birthday, Cam is growing up so fast and I don't wanna miss out on spending time with him still, and Cal is Callie.." He extended his hand across the table, hoping his wife would extend hers too. She did.
He grasped her hand loosely, "I just want everything straight. And normal. And I want to be here for everything in our kid's lives! And our life too." A genuine smile was planted on his face.
Peyton looked at him for a bit then sighed and grasped his hand, "Do you remember your how you reacted when I found out I was pregnant with Cameron?" She watched as he thought for a moment.
"You were this happy. You had that smile on your face. And I haven't seen it in a long time." she smiled, 'I missed it you know,"
"So you aren't mad at me?"
"I was never mad babe. Just a bit upset." she quickly got up and walked over to where he was sitting, making herself comfortable sitting on his lap and looping her arm around his neck.
Lucas smiled and kissed her, "You know, the kids are asleep. Like dead asleep.."
"Dead sleep? You didn't kill them did you?" Peyton laughed, returning his kiss.
"Hah, no. but they are asleep. And there is an empty bedroom upstairs.."
"Well-"
"okay, first, you would have been better off killing us. That way I wouldn't have had to hear that," Callie announced as she walked into the kitchen, dressed in plaid pajama pants and her mom's old Ramones t-shirt.
"Callie, honey, that's what you call ruining the moment," her mother said through a sigh continued by a laugh.
"You know, you really should be in bed," Lucas told her, watching her walk across the kitchen and take a seat on one of the stool's at the island.
"You know, you really should remember what I was doing for the last two days. I was in a deep sleep. I may be drained, but I'm not tired,"
"you sure you are okay?" Lucas asked her. He met her eyes, and they seemed to say something really sincere. Something like this was where she belonged. This was her home. Her family. Never mind Nathan. Ignore her mother's raging hormones as a teenager. This was her life.
"yeah, I'm sure Dad."
THE END
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