Author's Note: Hey, everybody. I'm so sorry that this took so long to do. I got so caught up in my other stories that I didn't get a chance to update this one in awhile. Not to mention the fact that school is kicking my ass right now. I'm sure I'm not the only one, but I miss summer terribly. Originally I was going to do four chapters for every month until Haley would have the baby, but that will take way too long. I kind of want to wrap this up soon so I don't have to worry about people waiting for an update. There are still plenty of chapters left cause I have the ending all worked out in my head already, so don't worry about that. Anyway, please enjoy this chapter. I'm thinking this is going to take place two months later. So Haley's about four and a half months along.

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"Have you called Peyton yet?" Brooke yelled from the bathroom as she straightens her hair. It had been two months since their run in with Nathan and his bitch, and Haley was officially over it. She had decided, after much tears and sleepless nights that she wasn't going to let herself be brought down by him anymore. She was going to move on and focus all her energies on starting a new life in New York.

"Not since last week," Haley called to her from her position on the couch. They were getting ready to go to some stupid get together thing at their manager's house. Neither girl wanted to go, but if they wanted to keep their jobs, they had to. "It's your turn to call her anyway."

"Is it?" Brooke questioned, trying to remember when the last time she talked to the blonde was. They had developed a system; Peyton got a call from them every other week. Haley would call one week, then Brooke the next, but always on different days. Peyton had yet to figure it out.

"Yeah," Haley answered. She sighed, flicked off the television and wattled into the washroom. She wasn't that big yet, but she was definitely starting to show. She stood at the door, leaning against the wood frame as she watched Brooke make herself up. "I believe you were filling her in on that party Kate took us to. The one were you broke our pact and got piss drunk at?"

"Are you still on about that?" Brooke asked, rolling her eyes. Haley looked at her like she was crazy, not believing that Brooke was trying to pass it off as if it was no big deal. "Come on, Hales. I said I was sorry about a hundred times. Can you honestly say that you ever thought I, Brooke Davis, would be able to stay away from alcohol for nine months?"

"Uh, yeah," Haley exclaimed. "That was the pact."

"What do you want me to do about it now?" Brooke asked. She knew Haley was just being a baby and she really wasn't that mad at what happened, she was just trying to get sympathy from her. "Do you want me to let you get drunk?"

"No!" Haley yelled, her hand moving to lay on her stomach. "Hello, pregnant lady in the house." Brooke laughed and turned her attention back to the mirror to finish putting on her makeup.

"Then stop complaining," Brooke laughed. Haley sighed and nodded, deciding that she was done with this topic. She moved further into the room and sat down on the toilet, resting her feet. It seemed as if she couldn't stand for longer than five minutes without her feet aching.

"So, are you gonna call Pey?" Haley asked, looking up at Brooke. She scrunched up her nose, as she smelt the sent of the makeup Brooke was applying. Lately, almost everything she smelt made her sick. "Ew. That smell is making me sick."

"Sorry," Brooke smiled; clipping the cap on the lipstick and tossing it back on the counter. At first she was a little annoyed at all the things that Haley was complaining about, but she had gotten used to it. She just had to remember that Haley was pregnant and that couldn't be the most comfortable things in the world. Brooke would just have to learn to live with it. "I'll call Pey in a minute."

"Make it when we come back," Haley instructed, looking at her watch to see that they were going to be late if they didn't hurry up. "It's almost eleven. We're supposed to be there by eleven thirty."

"Who has a party at eleven thirty in the morning?"

"It's not a party, Tigger," Haley repeated for what seemed like the hundredth time the day. "How many times do I have to tell you? There will be no booze of any kind, not that I'd let you have any, and the music will be at least thirty years old."

"Oldies?" Brooke's eyes widened at the thought. Haley nodded her head, a slight smile creeping onto her lips. She knew that there was nothing Brooke could stand less than listening to music she didn't like.

"I'm afraid so, my dear," Haley laughed. "Jack is pushing fifty, what did you expect?"

"For him to have some hot sons to keep him hip," Brooke answered, her face showing that she was being completely serious. "This afternoon is going to blow." She took one last glance in the mirror before walking out of the bathroom. Haley pushed herself up from her sitting position and followed her out.

"It wouldn't be that bad," Haley tried to convince her, walking to the door.

"Please," Brooke scoffed, slipping on her shoes before bending down to help Haley put on hers. They started doing this every time they went out since the time Haley almost fell on her ass when she was bending down to put on her shoes. "It's going to be like hanging out with Peyton all over again. I mean, I love the girl to death, but she desperately needs better taste in music."

"Says you," Haley teased. Brooke glared up at her playfully and pulled the lace extra tight. "Sorry." Brooke fixed it and stood up, grabbing her purse on the way up.

"Ready for a day in hell?" Brooke asked, holding out her arm for Haley to slip her's through. Haley laughed, linking their arms together and nodded.

"As I'll ever be." Brooke opened the door and they walked out, making their way down the dirty hallway. "I'm sure it wouldn't be that bad."

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"Oh, God," Brooke groaned, plopping down in the lawn chair beside her best friend. She slipped off her heels and let out a sigh of relief when her feet felt the fresh air hit them. "This blows."

"For once I agree with you," Haley replied. She was sitting out in the sun, which was proving to be very hot, he feet up and a cool drink beside her. "I don't think I've ever been this bored in my entire life. And coming from me, that says a lot."

"I went over there to get some more chips and I got sucked in," Brooke told her, pointing over to were four women were talking amongst themselves. "They started asking me all these questions, I thought I was going to go insane. 'Where are you from?', 'How do you know Jack?', 'What do you want to be when you're older?'... It wouldn't stop."

"That's why I stay put at things like these," Haley smirked at her before taking a small sip of her fruity drink. "I've been to enough of these for my family. I have six siblings, can you imagine how many aunts and uncle I have from both sides?"

"I bet your cheeks hurt after that," Brooke commented. She had never really been to one of these before since her family wasn't really close. Haley nodded her head emphatically. "Okay, so don't let me get up again, got it? We're just gonna stick her for the rest of the afternoon."

"I like that plan," Haley nodded. Brooke laughed and they started talking about anything and nothing at all. Brooke was surprised that even after all this time of being together, they still found things to talk about some how. She didn't know what it was between them, but it seemed like they could never have an uncomfortable silence.

"Oh, no," Brooke hissed, halting the conversation they were having about the hot guy that had come into the café the other day. Haley looked at her in confusion for a moment before following her friend's gaze. Her eyes widened when she saw the ladies making their way over to them. "They're coming. What do we do?"

"Nothing," Haley whispered back. "There's nothing we can do. It's too late to run away... HI!" Brooke flinched at the fake perkiness in Haley's voice as she greeted the woman.

"Hi, dears," said the first one. Brooke and Haley both decided that she was the oldest out of all of them. They all gathered around the girls so there was no escape. Haley was starting to have flashbacks of old family reunions. She andTaylor always tried to avoid all their aunts at all costs, but sadly never succeeded.

"Hi, Patty," Brooke greeted with a tight smile. "How are you all?"

"Oh, we're great," Patty answered with an annoyingly sweet smile. Brooke and Haley watched in horror as the other women started pulling up extra chairs and setting them up around their lawn chairs. "We saw you talking to your friend over here and noticed that you girls were all alone. We thought we'd come over and keep you company. Maybe have a little girl talk."

"That's great," Brooke sighed. She shared a scared look with Haley before putting her smile back on and facing the women. "Oh, this is Haley, by the way."

"Hello, Haley," Patty greeted, shaking Haley's hand. "I'm Patty. This is Joan, Linda and Kelly." Haley smiled as she shook hands with all the women. She glared at Brooke when they weren't looking, vowing to get even with her when they got home.

"It's nice to meet you all." It didn't take the women long to start a conversation about something that neither Brooke nor Haley had any interest in discussing. Just as they were finishing up their talk about cats, Haley got a giant whiff of the crab that Joan was eating and felt sick to her stomach.

"Haley, what's wrong, dear?" asked Kelly, spotting the sudden look of pain on Haley's face. Brooke snapped out of her daydream at the question and glanced over at Haley in concern only to see a familiar look on her face. She couldn't help the smile that spread to her lips.

"Yeah, Hales," Brooke teased, her smiled widening when Haley glared at her. Haley stared at Brooke for a moment longer before turning back to the woman.

"It's just the smell," Haley explained, her hand moving to her stomach again. "I'm really sensitive about that kind of thing right now." The women all shared a look of confusion before looking to Haley for answers.

"I'm sorry?" Patty asked, not understanding what Haley was talking about. She looked at the girl and decided she couldn't be any older than seventeen. There was no way that she could be pregnant. "I'm afraid we don't understand what you mean."

"Oh, that's guess Haley's preggers," Brooke blurted out before Haley had a chance to answer the question for herself. Haley leered at her, understanding that these women weren't the best crowd when it came to teen pregnancy.

"Brooke!"

"You're pregnant?"

"Yes, I am," Haley answered, looking at them uneasily. She didn't know why, but she felt like she was telling her mother about it and she felt very uncomfortable under all their disapproving gazes. Linda and Kelly both shifted in their positions, more than a little uncomfortable with the situation.

"But you can't be a day over seventeen," Patty pointed out. Brooke rolled her eyes at the women. Did she live in the eighteenth century or something? Teenagers have babies everyday in this day and age.

"I'm turning seventeen in two months, actually," Haley informed them, not meeting their eyes. She assumed this was her punishment for not having to tell her parents. There was nothing she hated more than being looked down on or being seen as a disappointment in anyone's eyes.

"Who's the father?"

"He's not in the picture," Haley told them, her voice taking a bit of a defensive tone. She was starting to realize that she didn't even know these women and she didn't owe them any kind of explanation. "He lives in another state even."

"You're not married?" Haley looked down at the ground of a second and let the hurt wash over her. She thought about that fact everyday, about how Nathan didn't want her. He didn't even see fit to see her again, let alone want to marry her. She didn't need strangers pointing out to her. Brooke saw the hurt look on Haley's face and jumped in.

"She sure as hell is," Brooke exclaimed, reaching over to take Haley's hand in her's. Haley's head snapped up and she looked at Brooke with wide eyes, trying to figure out what the hell she was thinking. "She's married to me!"

"What?" all four of them exclaimed in shock. Brooke had to try her hardest to keep from bursting out laughing at the look of horror on all their faces. If they had a problem with teen pregnancy, they must be dying about lesbian marriage.

"Yeah, yeah," Brooke nodded, hiding her smile. "We're happily married, aren't we baby?" She looked adoringly at Haley, motioning for her to go along with it for some laughs. Haley eyed Brooke of a second before nodding. This could be fun.

"Yeppers," Haley nodded, holding up the hand that had a ring on it. It was the ring that Karen had given her for her sixteenth birthday, but it looked almost like an engagement ring. "Couldn't be happier." They all looked at them with wild discomfort, which only made Brooke and Haley continue.

"We have sex every night," Brooke informed them with a proud smile. As if there was a fire somewhere near, they all got up at the same time and quickly excused themselves, throwing out some lame excuse about getting more food. As soon as they were out of sight, Brooke and Haley burst out laughing.

"Every night?" Haley asked between giggles. Brooke's laughs started to subside and she shrugged her shoulders.

"I aim to please, baby," Brooke told her, trying to be serious. Haley shook her head and laughed. They soon calmed down. "We'll have to remember that the next time we want to get out of talking to someone."

"Worked like a charm," Haley agreed. She glanced over and saw they the smile on Brooke's face as she watched Patty talking to some other women and pointing over to where they were sitting. "I told you it wouldn't be so bad."

"I'm just glad to see you smile again, Hales," Brooke answered in all seriousness. Haley looked at her for a moment, trying to decide what to make of the statement. Finally, she just settled on a bright smile and went back to her drink.

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All right, so I know that nothing exciting happened in that chapter, but I promise that there is more stuff to come soon, I just had to ease back into stuff. After Haley taking quite a beating last chapter, I wanted to lighten the mood. Anyway, please tell me what you think. Peace.