Chapter 14! I am trying to update as fast as I can with this thing but it can take a while to write this 14 page chapters. It all depends on what kind of mood I am in. haha… sometimes they fly out in 2 hours, sometimes it can take me 3 days just to think of what I want to happen… Thanks to Kaela (A HUGE HELP with this story) I've been getting them up faster than I normally would. But you guys are the ones who get me writing… all I have to do is go read those reviews and Snap! I wanna write LOL. Every time! I love it! As always if you guys have any ideas or thoughts for the story… leave them! Haha you guys are the ones reading this… not me, so your opinion and ideas definitely matter. Someone asked me if there was going to be a sequel to this… Possibly… but I am planning on making this one pretty long, it may not even need a sequel. Hahaha because I already have the one I want to write after this one planned out. But if I do do a sequel… it wont be like last times Never Ending Story! Which ended up coming out to be 933 pages… like a flippin novel! Hahaha Anyways I'll talk more about a sequel as this one comes closer to an end… not sure when that will be, probably a while but as always I'll give you plenty of warning. Ok! Now for the Chapter! Enjoy and please review!

Brooke sat on the couch in total shock. Karen whatever her middle name was Roe was crazy if she thought Brooke Davis (almost Scott) was calling 911 for some back pain. They would think she was crazy! She was starting to think she was crazy… she wasn't in labor… she still had a good 8 weeks before these babies were coming! She was there mother and the boss and… her back was really hurting her. She waited a minute and after the pain kept getting worse decided that maybe 911 wasn't such a bad idea. Lucas wasn't answering his phone as usual… not that she blamed him, his phone sucked and he couldn't have it in the gym with him anyway. Then there was the fact that she couldn't drive herself anywhere… her brilliant idea to have a little car made it so now she couldn't exactly fit behind the wheel… and everyone else she trusted enough to get her somewhere wasn't exactly in driving distance. All she could think now was how much Karen was going to pay when this all turned out to be a false alarm. She dialed 911 slowly on her phone as her fingers trembled, then held it up to her ear.

"911 emergency… can I help you?" The operator asked in her squeaky voice. Brooke hated that voice. It was like everything today was meant to drive her totally insane and she couldn't take it.

"Um ok so here's the thing…"

"Yes?"

"Do you always send an ambulance?" Brooke asked deciding to ask before she acted. The pain in her back wasn't TERRIBLE anymore and that made it harder for her to call. How stupid was she going to feel if this was nothing?

"If we feel one is needed"

"Damn it… ok so when are times you feel one is needed?"

"Ma'am do you have a problem?" The operator asked in mono squeaky tone ignoring Brooke. She sounded agitated which made Brooke start to regret this even more.

"My… um friend is having back pain and she is pregnant… with twins"

"When is she due?"

"8 weeks?" Brooke asked rolling her eyes at the phone. She wondered if they asked everyone this many questions… if they did it was no wonder so many people died before the ambulance got there.

"Should… she come in?"

"Definitely…"

"Someone up there seriously hates me" Brooke whined feeling the pain start back up in her back. This was just her luck… today of all days with Lucas gone. She should have known this would be the day…the one-day where she was all-alone and there was no one for her to get in touch with

"Excuse me?"

"Karma… I think its all about Karma! That's it! After today I am seriously going to have to work on my… god damn it" Brooke yelled into the phone feeling the pressure in her back get worse and worse to the point of tears. This seriously sucked and it wasn't supposed to be happening… not yet.

"Ma'am are you ok?"

"Fine… I give up…send an ambulance… I don't know what the hell I did in a past life to deserve this but isn't getting this fat enough payment? I cant wear my shirts…and do you know what its like to try and do anything with my fiancé with too little babies kicking? Its not fun…don't get me wrong its cute as hell… but Owww… This is so unfair! Peyton can have Lucas… just make it stop"

"Ma'am…we have someone on the way…keep talking to me ok?" The operator ½ laughed hearing Brookes whining. His pissed Brooke off to no end but pain took over being pissed off and she was willing to do anything to make it better. She suddenly had an over whelming amount of respect for her mother… although knowing her mom she had been drugged the whole time… lucky bitch.

"Ok… I can do that"

"Have you tried to call someone?"

"I can't exactly get in touch with anyone… hints why I am calling you…" Brooke sighed rolling her eyes at the phone. She couldn't understand why some people were so stupid. She hoped her babies wouldn't be stupid, then thought about it for a minute realizing that probably wouldn't happen considering who their parents were.

"Twins you said?" The operator asked snapping Brooke back to reality

"Yes… they'll be some teenage guy or girls dream one day…"

"I am sure they will be beautiful"

"They will be… believe me, I know people say there are no ugly babies… but I have seen some" Brooke laughed trying to keep from crying. Anything she could say or do to hide her worry was working right now… no matter who it offended.

"What's your name Sweetie?"

"Brooke Davis… wait, how do you know how to get to my house if you don't even know who I am?"

"Phone tracking… They should be there any minute" The operator laughed

"Great… This is so dumb… I probably pulled a muscle like… I don't know trying to make popcorn"

"Better safe than sorry"

"Oh yes but I am living proof that you can be as safe as you wont and it apparently still wont work" Brooke sighed ½ laughing it was the truth. Here she was the queen of safe… condoms and the pill and yet she was having twins… how was that for Karma?

"That's not what I meant"

"At this point… I don't think I really care what you meant… sorry, last time I checked you didn't have 2 babies squirming around inside you therefore you have no right to say anything got it? Ok… where was Owwww…" Whined banging the phone on the table. It seemed to make the pain less intense knowing she was hopefully hurting the squeaky woman's ears.

"Any Sirens yet?"

"How should I know? I'm talking to you!"

"Contraction?" The operator asked. Brooke could have sworn she was yawning on the other end… part of her wanted to send Mike after this woman and get her pregnant… let her feel the pain and then Brooke could laugh and yawn at her while she sat behide her little desk eating whatever.

"What?"

"Is this your first baby?"

"No I have 12 more locked away in a bedroom with bread and water…Hey who is the hottie at my door?" Brooke asked loosing her train of thought seeing a hott guy opening her door. It reminded her of some fantacy she had had about her and Lucas… only in it she hadn't been pregnant… or in pain and he had come in with chocolate syrup and then stripped. Something told her this guy wasn't going to do that.

"Paramedic?"

"Guess so… bye now" Brooke giggled hanging up the phone. She would take hott paramedic over squeaky lady anyday

Lucas sat with Mike on the bench as the coach lectured them about their upcoming games. How important they were and how they all needed to be eating right, sleeping a lot and practicing, which was the complete opposite of what Lucas was doing. Living with Pregnant Brooke meant eating pure junk, rubbing her back all night and during the day while he should be practicing… entertaining her. Which to him was exactly the way it should be. It meant getting to spend all his time with her and that's the way he liked it… if he didn't he would be with her. It did take its toll on him but he could only imagine what it was doing to her… yet the whole time she stayed her usual crazy cheery self-making sure not to send bad vibes to the babies. All of this was taking a toll on his basketball though… the ball just didn't seem as important to him as it once had and it was making him start to question how he was going to feel after the babies were born. Was he really going to want to leave Brooke for that long to go to away games and practice during ball season? Usually she just came with him and played Cheerleader… but now things were just going to be so much more complicated.

"Long Practice today boys" Made Lucas switch from his thoughts back to the real world. He was so tired lately he wasn't sure sometimes which was which these days.

"How much longer?" Someone from the back asked almost reading Lucas's mind

"We need the practice… I'd say until maybe 9 tonight, anyone who has a problem with that can and will leave this team?"

"Can we call our"

"No you may not call your girlfriends… they do have lives outside you I'd hope. ½ way though you can check your messages… free throws now" The coach sighed rolling his eyes at Mike and his dumb question. Brooke was probably going to be pissed that Lucas couldn't call her but he figured he would let his coach talk to pregnant Brooke later on…

"Brooke will love that one… don't you usually call her like 12 times a practice?"

"Usually…"

"You look dead man" Mike laughed throwing the ball to Lucas who barely caught it. Lucas really wasn't in the mood for basketball today.

"This cold is killing me"

"I'd be happy to come over and take care of Brooke for a couple of days if you want me too"

"Dude… what part of that's MY Fiancé can you not get? My Pregnant fiancé might I add" Lucas laughed making a shot. Mike needed serious therapy… he was way too obsessed with Brooke for his own good… it almost made Lucas feel bad for him… but all that pity went away after Mike made a sex comment about her

"Yea but from the back you cant even tell! Why'd you have to go and knock her up anyway man? We like to look at her too"

"You need help dude… serious help"

"All is forgiven when you name a baby Mike" Mike smiled making a 3 pointer. Lucas just rolled his eyes

"No!"

"It's a hott name… any kid would be proud to have it"

"I think my kid would kill me in my sleep if I told it I named it after you" Lucas laughed… it was about the truth. If they named a baby Michael it might get cursed with the Mike genes and no one deserved that

"Your just jealous"

"Of what?"

"That you can't name a baby after you" Mike laughed and then thought about what he said not realizing how dumb it sounded. Mike was Lucas's best friend on the team but he seriously needed help

"What drugs was your mother on when she had you?"

"The best drug ever… lovin the Mike" Mike grinned throwing the ball in totally missing the basket. Lucas of course burst out laughing… How Mike made the team Lucas had no idea. He guessed his parents had money or knew someone but he had never asked. With Mike there was no telling.

"Your poor parents"

Karen drove as fast as she could towards Charlotte without speeding. She hadn't even remembered to tell Andy where she was going, only Keith on her way out. She didn't do well in times of crisis… not that this was a crisis. Most likely it was a false alarm…although the more she thought about it the more the thought of Brooke and Lucas as parents scared the hell out of her… Her heart still sank whenever she thought about their home ec project where they had to carry about the fake baby that cried. Lucas had been paired up with Haley… who was having trouble with Nathan, leaving Lucas as a single "father" to their baby and Brooke being the odd person out in the class was left as a single "mother". Since Brooke and Lucas were both living with Karen at the time she had to deal with 2 fake screaming babies for 2 weeks. Lucas was the ideal father to his "baby". It never cried for more than a minute… it was always fed, changed, and happy. Brooke on the other hand couldn't for the life of her get hers to stop crying… she even tried dropping it from the top of the café onto the street to see if that would work… funny enough it didn't. Not until Karen actually tried feeding Brooke's "baby" did it quiet down.

"How did you do that?" Brooke asked snaching the baby from Karen. She definitely would have flunked without her help. Brooke and babies didn't get along… all the crying and whining and needing… not something she enjoyed. Maybe for someone like Haley or even Peyton but not Brooke.

"Magic" Lucas laughed rolling his eyes at her. That was what he loved about her… she was so innocent and then again not, all at the same time.

"Shut up Lucas! You got the good baby… let me see"

"Dude… your not dropping my baby from the roof"

"It slipped" Brooke giggled shrugging her shoulders and giggling. It was actually fun for her to see that stupid piece of plastic smash into the pavement… a real stress reliever

"Brooke you do have to feed a baby" Karen laughed taking the baby doll from Brooke who was dangling it by an arm

"It looked fat… I thought it could stand to loose a pound or 2"

"Good lord… what's this poor child's name?"

"We were supposed to name them?" Brooke asked getting excited. She had apparently slept through this projects instructions… or at least had been day dreaming about Lucas during them and had missed out on all the fun!

"Yes…"

"Hmmm how about Whitey Jr.!"

"What?" Lucas burst out laughing squinting at Brooke

"Yes… I admit it! Whitey and I have been having an affair and this is our love child!"

"Wow"

"See… it even has man boobs like Whitey" Brooke giggled handing Lucas the naked baby. Living with Karen and Lucas definitely made her days more interesting… not to mention what she did for theres… she wasn't sure what they did for fun without her

"Your so gross"

"Lucas, Broody, Sexy… you had a baby with your sister in law who ran off with your brother again and left you to be a single parent…why cant I have Whitey's baby?"

"Lucas what's my granddaughters name?" Karen laughed taking Lucas's baby from him

"Shit, this babies a girl?"

"Does it have a Penis?" Brooke giggled looking down the diaper. It was amazing how accurate these baby dolls actually were

"They put those on dolls?"

"Mine has one…"

"So I guess I need to change its name to girl name?" Lucas asked doing his squinting look again at Brooke as she giggled

"Might help with the therapy your kids going to need… oh! Name it Brookie!"

"Why?"

"Because! Oh and then Whitey and Brookie can get together in the future and have little scary children and that would make us like related somehow! This is a fabulous assignment… Oh! Wait… there's more… then you and I can get married in the future making little Whitey Jr. and Brookie brother and sister… but they will already be married… so that makes their scary kids siblings and cousins!" Brooke squealed. This was the greatest thing ever in her mind. Plus it got to relate her and Lucas being together and she loved that… he didn't seem to mind either which made it doubly awesome

"Brooke…" Karen laughed shaking her head

"What?"

"Don't ever have children"

Of course Karen had been kidding when she had said that to Brooke… and Brooke had matured… some in the past couple years but that didn't make her any less nervous about Brooke and Lucas being parents… to twins. In her mind it was a disaster in the making. Especially since Brooke and Lucas weren't even married yet. If this didn't test the way the felt about each other…nothing would.

Brooke rolled her eyes as the hott paramedic asked her questions in the ambulance. He looked way to young to be a paramedic, and way too hott to be in that ugly coat he was wearing. Then there were all the crazy questions he was asking her. He really expected her to know how many times each baby had kicked in the past 24 hours? That was like asking how many men Teresa had slept with in a month… you couldn't come up with a number. Not to mention the fact she was in pain on and off… and really really wanted to kick Lucas Scott's ass for doing this to her. How was it fair she had to have BOTH the babies? He should have to have one too… that way it was even.

"Ok Brooke, don't worry… we're going to take care of you and those babies ok? I'm Adam…" The hott paramedic smiled hooking monitors to Brooke's stomach. She couldn't believe what she was doing… she felt basically fine again and just wanted to lie down… although the hott paramedic was a plus… he wasn't Lucas but desperate times did call for desperate measures

"Nice name"

"Pressures dropping" Another paramedic said pointing to a monitor. Brooke felt like crying. On ER and Nip Tuck that was never a good sign. She wasn't sure how all of this was happening. This morning everything had been fine… other than a backache she had felt totally normal and happy. Now she was in a ambulance scared for her babies.

"Keep talking to me Brooke… ok? Whatever happens don't go to sleep…"

"Ok…"

"Looks like the babies are very active… especially this one" The Paramedic smiled putting his hand on Brookes stomach. It was rough and course and kinda small in her opinion. Nothing like Lucas's soft big hands that made her feel safe and secure. This just made her that much more scared. She just wanted Lucas.

"That's baby left and yea… that's my soccer player" Brooke smiled trying to get her mind off of everything that was going on. They didn't look too worried so she decided she shouldn't be either

"And baby right?"

"Dancer"

"And if it's a boy?" Adam laughed feeling around her stomach again giving her the chills. He was laughing and smiling as he talked to her… almost as if he were flirting, which just made Brooke want to slap him

"Gay dancer"

"And that's a first"

"What's the beeping?" Brooke asked nervously hearing a continuous beeping start from one of the monitors. That's when both the paramedics faces changed from laughing to worried in a split second.

"Babies heart rates… what color is their room"

"Purple, yellow and green… is 96 bad?" Brooke asked looking at the monitor which was flashing 96… while the one beside it was at 119. She wasn't sure what either of them were but only on was beeping

"As long as the heart rates stay above 90 we're safe… Identical twins?"

"Why do you keep trying to change the subject?"

"I'm not… I" Adam started but Brooke wasn't in the mood for lies. She hated lying… it didn't matter what kind of lie… this was her body and her babies and she deserved and had the right to know everything that was going on with them

"Don't lie to me! I am the queen of subject changing… what's going on?"

"Baby rights heart rates dipping a little low…"

"Why?" Brooke asked letting a tear slip down her cheek. She was really scared now. Not having Lucas there to comfort her was making it 10 times worse. She needed his hand there to hold, and to have someone to yell at when the pain got really bad, and someone to wipe away her tears.

"Could be a number of things… stress on the baby… your tiny which makes it more cramped for the babies… or maybe its just ready to come out and meet its mommy?"

"Not for 2 more months its not… Damn it… Stay in there"

"I don't think they are going to listen" Adam laughed patting her stomach like she were a dog. Just one other thing to piss Brooke off.

"Out of all the things for them to inherit it had to be my listening skills! Isn't it too early?"

"Heart rates dropping" The other paramedic whispered as if Brooke couldn't hear her. Whispering was never good… it reminded her of lying and she absolutely hated lying.

"Brooke… right now I need you to just not worry… think happy thoughts ok?"

"Happy… ok I can think happy… Whipped cream, Jacuzzis, sex, shopping… sex while shopping… owww" Brooke cried slapping Adams hand. It made her feel a little better

"Ok Brooke you ready to have these babies today?"

"What?"

"We called your Doctor and she wants to check you out as soon as you get to the hospital… chances are your going to be a mommy today" Adam smiled putting his walky talky back in his pocket

"This is way too fast… can we chill out for like 10 minutes here…"

"No time… we're here… this is where I leave you Brooke! Good luck"

"I'm Libby… I'll be your nurse… is there anything I can do for you?" The new nurse asked as they wheeled Brooke into the hospital leaving Adam behind waving. They could have at least let him stay. He was so much easier on the eyes than Libby.

"Yes! Make this stop… like now! I've seen ER! Isn't there some sort of drug you can give me to make them stay in there longer… and will someone call Lucas"

"We're way ahead of you sweetie… we put a call in and left as message ok?"

Lucas was shooting what seemed like his millionth free throw when his coach finally called him over. He was praying he was going to say something like "Go home and sleep" or "Take a break" Because he really needed it. He legs were killing him and his head was pounding from his cold. He just wanted to go home, lie down with Brooke and try and read while she forced him to watch Mulon Rouge. But the look on his coaches face said other wise. He was either really pissed at Lucas or really upset and Lucas's best guess was pissed considering his practice hadn't gone very well today… between his couching and achy legs he had barely gotten anything done.

"Lucas… I just got a phone call" Roy whispered putting his hand on Lucas's shoulder. This made Lucas nervous. Roy wasn't a very touchy feely man so doing this was not a good sign

"Ok?"

"You need to not freak out ok?"

"Coach?" Lucas asked ½ couching from his cold. Whatever this was it wasn't good. Roy had that look of fear and nervousness.

"Mike come here…"

"Yea?"

"I need you to drive Lucas to the hospital for me" Roy whispered ignoring Lucas's desperate looks of wonder. Lucas had no idea what was going but it was definitely scaring the hell out of him. He needed information… instead Roy was talking to Mike

"Why?"

"Brooke"

"What about Brooke?" Lucas asked. His heart sank, he wasn't sure he was ready for this one… but part of him expected it. It just seemed like something that would happen today out of all days.

"Don't freak out… the doctor said not to worry… just get there fast… and I figure Mike can stand a speeding ticket on his record… you with twins on the way… cant… go!"

"Doctor? Coach…" Lucas started. He had no idea what to expect… for all he knew things could be terrible… or she could have fallen and gotten a scratch. He gained nothing from this and it was killing him inside.

"Lucas… just go"

At the hospital Brooke was by now crying. She had never been this scared in her life… not only were things beeping and buzzing but there were doctors everywhere whispering and getting her ready for things that she didn't even know. All the nurses would tell her was to stay calm and not to worry… but how was she supposed to stay calm? She was all alone in a cold hospital without Lucas. She tried to stop crying but the tears just kept falling down her cheek. She wanted more than anything to just be at home in her bed with Lucas listening to his corny jokes or his terrible singing voice just like every night… now she didn't even know if he was going to be here in time to see their babies! Not to mention the fact that she wasn't stupid… she knew every time the doctors smiled and told her the babies were going to be fine they were lying… 8 weeks early was seriously early… everyone knew that. Even Brooke.

"Ok Brooke… look at me sweetie ok?" The doctor asked shaking Brooke to keep her awake. Brooke was feeling so good at this point a nap seemed appropriate but apparently wasn't going to happen.

"Ok…"

"We're going to give you a C-Section and get these babies out as fast as we can ok?"

"But its so early" Brooke cried. She couldn't help herself. The whole time she had been there she had hoped this was all just some big false alarm or mistake. Her babies weren't ready to be born. She wasn't ready to be a mom yet… she wasn't even 23 for 2 more weeks. My now the tears were flowing and all she wanted to do was crawl into Lucas's arms and cry into his chest… Then it hit her that he might not even make it.

"8 weeks… I feel safer with them out ok?"

"What about Lucas?"

"Brooke… I know you want him here but I know Lucas and he would want me to do what's safest for you and those babies… He still has a little time… I am going to give you an epidural in your back so you can be awake and see those beautiful babies when they are born ok?" The doctor smiled taking a tissue and wiping Brooke's tears.

"I have to be awake?"

"It's the fastest and easiest way for all of us… I do this every day Brooke… don't worry ok?"

Before Brooke knew it they had already jammed needles into her back and she was feeling a lot better… other than the fact that her waste down was numb. Whatever was flowing into her back was definitely some good stuff because there was no pain anymore… just worry, and it seemed like it had taken some of that away too. It didn't hit her that this was actually happening until they wheeled her into the operating room and she saw them pull out the scalpel. Lucas definitely wasn't there yet and she really wasn't ready to do this alone.

"OK Brooke… you ready to be a mommy?" The doctor smiled walking into the room. She was now all dressed for surgery and sterile. Brooke was still crying… harder now that t his was actually happening and she was actually having to go through with his. It was ok when they were inside her… it wasn't like she had to do anything but eat and sleep… now she was actually going to have to BE a mom… and she didn't know how to be.

"No"

"I think this little baby will change your mind, 1 minute from skin to baby… Brooke your going to feel some pressure… tell me if you feel pain ok?"

"Believe me I will…" Brooke cried closing her eyes. She assumed at this point she really didn't have a choice in the matter. She turned her head so she didn't have to look at the sheet covering her stomch and looked over at her trembling hand. She thought about closing her eyes and falling asleep but was too nervous.

"We have a foot…"

"Just 1 foot?"

"2 feet…" The doctor laughed correcting herself

"Thank god"

"Ok Brooke… your oldest is out…"

"Brooke!" Lucas yelled basically running into the room with scrubs on. Brooke wasn't sure who she was more excited to see… Lucas or her little baby. Poor Lucas look more afraid then she did.

"Lucas, Thank god… I was going to kill you!"

"Mr. Scott… you made it just in time to see your first little girl" The doctor smiled pulling Lucas a chair right beside Brooke

"They're girls?" Brooke asked crying. Suddenly all her fear turned into excitement. She had Lucas… and at least 1 baby out and now she just wanted to get it over with.

"Here Lucas you can sit right here and hold Brooke's hand"

"I knew they were girls" Brooke giggled as Lucas wiped her tears from her cheek, just like she wanted. It was like he could read her mind. She was just so thankful he was here nothing else was on her mind. Then it hit her… She was crying, and Lucas looked teary… but she didn't hear a baby

"2 pounds 3 ounces" The nurse smiled working quickly. A lot faster than Lucas liked but he tried to hide his worry… for Brooke's sake

"Why isn't she crying? Lucas why isn't she crying?"

"Brooke, Lucas remember how we talked about babies lungs were the last things to mature? Being 8 weeks early their not quite there yet ok? They're going to need some help from the NICU for a while"

"How long?" Brooke asked getting insanely scared again. Her babies weren't supposed to be sick… they were supposed to be healthy and beautiful and perfect… and they were supposed to come home with her and Lucas… not stay somewhere for a while.

"Brooke… don't worry ok? Lucas calm your fiancé down… I need you to focus Brooke…"

"Ok"

"Before we take baby A up give her a quick kiss ok Mommy and Daddy?" The doctor said chaning her focus back to Brooke as the nurse brought the tiny little baby over. She was a lot smaller than Brooke had expected and already had a tube in her throat helping her breathe. But from what Brooke saw she looked perfect. A head full of brown hair and the same little birth mark on her arm that Lucas had on his (Therefore proving to all the skeptics out there that they were indeed Lucas's babies)

"She's so tiny"

"Thank god she has your nose" Lucas laughed wiping his eyes and then Brookes for her. Seeing what they had called baby A for so long was definitely strange… but a good strange. A great strange in his opinion

"You 2 be thinking names and we are going to go check this little one out…"

"Bye Baby girl"