Author's Note: Well, asking you guys about the Baley thing didn't really help that much, since all the opinions are better much divided. I think I'm going to go with what someone suggested, about making alternate endings. Actually, I think I'm going to finish writing this one without making them a couple, and then repost a different version were they actually get together earlier on and I'll make changes to the chapters to accommodate the relationship change. That way, everyone will be happy. FYI: For those of you that were hoping for a Naley reunion, keep dreaming, it won't be happening here. As for Brucas, I'll think about it. I doubt it, but you never know.

Anyway, sorry it took so long for me to update, but I've been really busy. I hope you like this chapter, because I can't remember what I wanted to do with it. Hopefully I will remember. Enjoy.

-OTH-

"Where are we going again?" Haley asked, whispering to Brooke, who was staring up at the two guys in the front seat. They were completely engrossed in each other and hadn't said a word to them since they got into the car. Which was something Brooke found to be an incredibly rude thing to do to your date.

"Some club," she answered, distractedly. Haley say that Brooke wasn't paying much attention to her and rolled her eyes. She leaned back in her seat away from Brooke and watched the pair in the front seat as well.

"Don't be silly," Joel argued, laughing at something that Devon had said. He playfully slapped him and shook her head. "Are you kidding? Ryan and Marissa are totally meant for each other." Haley raised an eyebrow and glanced at Brooke, who still looked confused.

"Are you blind?" Haley asked her. She couldn't believe that Brooke still had no idea what was going on. Clearly, they were gay. Brooke quickly looked at her in surprised, no understanding what she meant by the question.

"What are you talking about?" she asked. Haley looked at her incredulously. She would have thought that someone as experienced as Brooke would be able to pick out two obviously gay people. Even she, who had never meet or even seen gay people, knew they were a couple.

"You're kidding me, right?" Haley laughed. Brooke continued to stare blankly at her. Haley let out another laugh and shook her head. "Nothing. Never mind." Brooke looked at her strangely for a moment. Something was definitely going on with her.

"I don't know if it's the pregnancy hormones or what," she began, quickly glancing to the front to make sure that the guys didn't hear her. "But you are definitely getting weirder. If that's possible." Without waiting for Haley to reply, she turned back to watching the lover's quarrel that she didn't know about.

"You have no idea," Haley mumbled under her breath, making sure that Brooke didn't hear her. This was just what she needed. Not only did she get out of the apartment, she got to spend a night with Brooke, maybe make two new friends but she didn't have to worry about an awkward goodnight kiss at the end.

"Hey, guys," Brooke finally spoke up. Brooke Davis was never one to be ignored, especially on a date. The boys ended their conversation and Joel turned around to look at her while Devon kept his eyes on the road. "What's the name of this club again?"

"The Backyard," he answered without having to give it any thought. He noticed the look on Brooke's face and decided that she had never been there. "You ever been?"

"Nope." She glanced at Haley to ask her the question. Haley looked at her like she was stupid. Of course she hadn't been there. She was pregnant. "Oh, yeah. Duh."

"I'm surprised you've never been," Joel replied, not noting the interaction between the two girls. Haley had to contain her laughter. Was she the only one that had half a brain in the car? Brooke couldn't tell that the guys were gay and they couldn't tell that she was pregnant. She was like a freaking whale. In her eyes at least. "It seems like your kind of thing. I mean, you guys aren't modest about it or anything, I hope cause you guys are so obvious."

"What are talking about?" Brooke finally asked. Haley bit her bottom lip, closing her eyes to keep her laughs in. This was going to be so much fun. Before Brooke could get an answer from either of them, they felt the car come to a halt outside a club.

"We're here," Devon announced, pulling into the only empty spot in the entire parking lot. "Come on, girls. Get ready for the time of your life." Joel laughed with him and they all got out of the car. As they started walking towards the club, Haley noticed that Brooke was about to make her way over to Devon to take his hand. She quickly linked arms with Brooke and pulled her away from the guys.

"Hales, what the hell?" Haley quickly racked her brain, trying to think of reason to keep her best friend away from the guy that was so obviously not interested. The night would nearly be as much fun if Brooke already knew Devon and Joel were together. Haley sent the boys a quick smile before answering Brooke.

"I just, don't want to be left out," she answered lamely. Yeah, that was a good cover. Idiot.

"Then go walk with Joel," Brooke told her, upset that Haley was being a cock block. Well, not in so many words. There was definitely something up with Haley tonight. She knew that her best friend didn't want to go on the date, but normally she would just go with things that she didn't want to do.

"Yeah, but I…" She looked around and smiled when she realized that they were about to enter the club. "Come on, I have to go pee." Brooke sighed as Haley pulled on her arm, pulling her towards where the washroom sign was pointing.

"I think Little Brookie thinks your bladder is a squeeze toy." She waved at Devon, nodding her head towards Haley, indicating that they were just going to the washroom.

"We're just gonna grab a table," Devon called to her, trying his best to yell over the loud music. He pointed towards the table they usually sit at. Brooke didn't have a chance to say anything before she was completely engrossed in the crowd. She closed her eyes; the blaring music giving her a headache already and just followed Haley to wherever they were going. Oh right, the washroom.

"Haley," Brooke started, once they were in the washroom. Haley didn't even bother to acknowledge her friend, as she made her way straight into the stall. Brooke sighed and leaned against the stall door, so the other girls in the washroom didn't have to hear their conversation. "What is your problem?"

"Me?" Haley asked, her voice muffled a bit by the movements she was making and the thick door separating them. "Other than the fact that Little Brookie is forcing me to pee every two minutes, I don't have a problem."

"Then how come you won't let me within a foot of Devon?" Brooke moved away from the door when she heard the toilet flushing, signaling that her best friend was going to be exiting any moment now.

"That is not true," Haley argued, opening the door and moving over to the sink, making sure not to make eye contact with Brooke. The other brunette followed her. "I just had to go to the washroom. What is so suspicious about that? Geez, pregnant women need to pee too, you know?"

"But since when do you need a partner?" Brooke questioned, eyeing the other women in the room. They were all fixing each other's hair and playing with their clothes. Brooke looked at them strangely for a moment, sensing something different was going on, but brushed it off. The look didn't go unnoticed by Haley, who had to hide a smile. She still couldn't believe that Brooke hadn't figured it out. "You always make fun of me when I make Courtney come with me."

"I've never been here before," Haley rationalized, grabbing a handful of paper towel and drying her hands. She could see a few of the girl checking her and Brooke out, but she didn't blame them. They were certainly the best looking ones there. "And New York is a very dangerous place you know? A cute young woman like myself can't be too careful."

"Cute, my ass," Brooke mumbled, holding in the laugh that threatened to escape at the winning smile Haley was throwing her. Brooke sighed; she was cute.

"Yes," Haley agreed, tossing the towel in the garbage. She walked passed Brooke, slapping her butt on the way. "Your ass is very cute." Brooke's mouth hung open as she watched her friend push the door open. "Come on, Tigger, our dates await." Without waiting for Brooke to move, Haley disappeared through the door and began her adventure towards the table she spotted Devon and Joel at.

"Hey, Haley," Joel greeted her with a smile. He pointed to the seat across from him and she immediately sat down. She bopped her head along to the music, not noticing the shared smiles she was receiving from the guys. Finally she caught them.

"What?"

"You look pretty happy," Devon pointed out, nodding his head towards her face, indicating the huge smile she was still wearing from leaving Brooke speechless. She smiled again and shrugged. "You and Brooke have a little quickie in the washroom?" The smile on Haley's face quickly disappeared and she stopped bouncing. She stared blankly at them.

"Huh?"

"Well, I'm sure newlyweds like yourselves can't keep your hands off each other," Joel explained, winking suggestively at her. This time, it was Haley's turn to be speechless. "I mean, you guys were practically all over each other in the car and in the parking lot. Even when we got to your apartment, you guys had to have a little moment in the bedroom."

"Uh…" Haley continued to stare at them in completely shock and utter confusion. They thought her and Brooke were together? More than that, they thought they were married? Where in the hell would they ever get that id… Brooke. She should have known that lie at the party was going to come back and bit her in the ass. Before she could respond to them, Brooke finally decided to join them.

"Hey, guys," she greeted them, slipping into the seat between Devon and Haley. She didn't seem to notice the look on Haley's face as she sipped on the drink Devon had ordered her. "What are you guys talking about?"

"We were just teasing Haley about the quickie you guys just had in the washroom." Brooke immediately spit her drink out at the comment and it went all over Joel.

"WHAT?" Devon and Joel looked at each other, not understanding Brooke's reaction. Joel grabbed a napkin and started cleaning himself off. "You think we just did what in the washroom?"

"Relax," Devon instructed her, smiling genuinely at her, thinking she was just too embarrassed to admit it. "It's perfectly natural for a newly married couple to want to be all over each other. Believe me, we would know."

"What the hell are you two talking about?" Brooke ranted, trying to process everything that was happening. She glanced at Haley, who was just starting to come out of her shock. "Me and Hales aren't mar…"

"Brooke, let's dance!" Haley quickly exclaimed, reached over to her friend and grabbing her hand. She started pulling Brooke towards the dance floor.

"But it's a slow song," Brooke protested halfheartedly, still to surprised at what her supposed date was talking about. She glanced back at the table, where Devon and Joel were watching them with matching adoring smiles. Once they reached the dance floor, Haley placed her hands on Brooke's hips and Brooke wrapped her arms loosely around Haley neck. "What the hell is going on?"

"I can't believe you still haven't figured it out yet," Haley laughed, shaking her head at Brooke. This whole thing was just far too amusing for her. She thought that tonight was going to be boring, when it turns out to be the most entertaining since they had arrived in New York.

"Figured what out?" Brooke asked. "Hales, what is going on here?" As they continued to sway to the music, Brooke began to notice that they weren't so out of place, that all the other couples on the dance floor were same sex couples as well. Finally realizing where they were, Brooke quickly pulled Haley closer to whisper in her ear. "Did you know that we're in a gay club?"

"Oh my God," Haley exclaimed, her laughter being heard over the music. The couple dancing beside them looked at her strangely before dancing away. Brooke didn't understand why Haley was laughing.

"This is a gay club," Brooke stated again. "Why would Devon and Joel take us to a gay club?" That just made Haley laugh even harder. Finally, after a few moments she calmed down.

"New flash, Brooke," Haley began. "Devon and Joel are gay." Brooke's eyes bulged out of their sockets. "And they think we're gay, too."

"Where would they get an idea like that?"

"You mean besides when you practically broadcasted the fact that we were married to the entire party yesterday." It took Brooke a moment to register what she was talking about. When it dawned on her and she grimaced.

"Oh," she said. "Oops." Haley laughed and rolled her eyes, telling Brooke not to worry about it. Brooke glanced over at the table once more and was surprised to see that they were still watching them as they continued to dance. "So what do we do?"

"Ah, we explain to them that this whole thing was just a big misunderstanding," Haley suggested as if it were the only obvious thing to do. Brooke thought about for a moment until a devilish smile came to her face. Haley recognized it immediately. "Oh, no, Brooke. No, we are not playing along with this."

"Aw, come on Hales," Brooke whined, sticking out her lip so she was displaying a pout that would make a five year old jealous. Haley continued to shake her head. Every other time Brooke would pout like that, Haley would give it, but not this time. Haley was going to stand her ground for once.

"No, Brooke."

"But we would be so hot together," she protested. She saw the doubtful look on Haley face and she knew that she wasn't buying any of it. There were times that Haley's stubbornness and level headedness came in handy, but right now it was just being a pain. All Brooke wanted to do was have a little harmless fun. They weren't going to hurt anyone.

"No."

"It's just harmless fun," Brooke continued as if she didn't hear Haley's answer. "Besides, what else are we going to do tonight? Go home and watch a repeat of Friends for the millionth time? We need to have some fun…"

"Excuse me?" came a voice from behind them, interrupting Brooke. Brooke pulled away from Haley and turned around to become face to face with a rather large woman. She had short hair and huge arms, and what Brooke could only assumed was a mustache that hadn't been shaved in a long time.

"Ye … yes?" Brooke asked, stuttering over her words. She had never seen someone so scary looking. She was even worse than Bertha, which was a very difficult thing to achieve.

"I was wondering if your little girl friend won't mind letting you dance with me?" the woman asked, flashing her a smile, thought she was missing a few teeth. Brooke's eyes widened and she looked at Haley for an escape. Haley smiled at Brooke in amusement. She wanted to play.

"I don't mind at all," Haley answered, kissing Brooke's hair and pushing her forward into the woman. Brooke gulped, looking up at the huge woman in front of her. Maybe having a little fun was too much to ask.

"I change my mind," Brooke quickly said, turning towards Haley and grabbing her hand. "I don't want to play along. I look forward to spending the evening with the gang at Central Perk. Just please, can we go?"

"But I thought that you wanted…"

"Haley!" Brooke pleaded. Haley laughed and looked at the woman who was watching them in confusion.

"Sorry, ma'am," Haley spoke to her, not as afraid of her as Brooke is. "But this little sex kitten is coming home with me right now. Maybe some other time." She nodded at the understanding woman and pulled Brooke along. "Come on, sweetie pie." Brooke didn't argue, as she hurried followed Haley off the dance floor and away from her admirer.

"Thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you," Brooke repeated over and over again on their way back to the table. "You have my eternal gratitude forever. I'll love you until the end of time. I will worship the ground that you walk on…"

"And you'll do the dishes for the rest of the week," Haley added in, enjoying the praises she was getting. Brooke quickly agreed, not having a problem with it, considering it was her week to do the dishes anyway. Once they reached the table, the guys were wondering what happened.

"What was that about?"

"Listen," Brooke started, getting the glare from Haley to explain everything to them since it was her fault in the first place. "It was really nice of you guys to take us out tonight, but I think we all got a little confused as to what is going on here. You see, I thought that you asked us out on a double date."

"Oh, but we're…"

"Gay? Yeah, I got that," Brooke stopped him. "The thing is, we're not." They both looked surprised. "I just told those nosey bitches that because they were making my Haley feel bad. And no one makes my Haley feel bad. So, in short, we're not married, we're not even dating, we're just best friends, trying to make it in New York and getting ready for a baby to come. Are we clear?"

"Ah, yeah," Devon and Joel answered at the same time. "Sorry for the misunderstanding." Brooke and Haley both shook their heads, telling them it was okay and thanked them for the night out. They said their goodbyes and the girls made their way outside to get a cab.

"So," Brooke began, as they walked with linked arms through the parking lot and towards the road. "Sorry about tonight. I know I promised you a fun time and everything and it kinda turned out to be a dud." Haley tugged on Brooke's arm and shook her head.

"Are you kidding?" Haley asked. "What could be more fun then going to a gay club, getting set up on a date with a gay guy, being called a lesbian and watching you get hit on by an unnaturally large man/woman?" They both shared a laugh.

"So you had fun?" Brooke asked. That was really what this whole night was about. As hot as she thought Devon was and as much as she wanted to start dating again, she had set this whole thing up so Haley could have some fun. She hated seeing her sit around the apartment every night doing nothing but watch television.

"A tone," Haley assured her. "I was fun to get out for a change, a nice change in scenery. I think it was good for me." Brooke nodded; glad to see that her best friend enjoyed their little evening, even if things hadn't gone the way she planned. "Thanks, Brookie."

"Any time."

-OTH-

That's all. I thought I'd give some of you Baley fans a little to tide you over. I know that there were a lot of your that wanted them to get together, but you'll just have to wait until I can get the other version out. For now, you'll just have to settle for some friendshippy moments, I guess. Anyway, please tell me what you thought.

Next chapter will actually be in Tree Hill for a change, so stay tuned for that. Peace.