Peyton smiled and pinched Jenny's cute, small cheeks lightly as she got in the car. She reversed out of her driveway, and soon enough they on their way to Karen's Café. No one spoke for the whole car ride, they only listened to the rock music Peyt was playing. As Peyton pulled into a park across the street from the café, Jake remembered something, and asked Peyton a question that concerned him, as a father.

"Karen has umm…baby seats there, right?"

A laugh was heard from outside the car. The three of them looked up, it was Lucas.

"Hey man, what's up? They let ya out already?"

Peyton turned off the car and got out, Whitey followed, but Jake just sat in the car and talked to Lucas.

"Actually…uh…no, it's just a visit to say goodbye, and last business, ya know…"

"You mean an excuse you stay out another day? Yeah, mom has baby seats. She should. Can I join ya?"

Peyton chuckled. "A Scott asking if he could join something, that's a shock."

"Usually Scotts, at least the ones I know, just walk right on in." Whitey added with a smirk.

"Yeah Luke, sure you can, I mean Peyton's treating, so I'm sure she wouldn't mind." Jake responded, smiling a teasing smile at Peyton. He got out of the car, with Jenny in the baby carrier he wore.

The four of them walked across the street and entered the café. Choosing to sit in a booth, Lucas got the baby seat for Jenny and sat down with Whitey on one side. Peyton and Jake sat down across from them with Jenny between them. Even though Lucas got the seat, Peyton had persuaded Jake not to use it, in case Nikki came and decided while they weren't looking to take the sweet child. Lucas just shrugged at this and waited for his mom to walk over. Just as expected, in a few minutes, Karen came to their table.

"Sorry to have you guys waiting. Busy day today. Hi Peyton, Jake, coach…Lucas." Karen smiled and turned to Jenny between Jake and Peyton. "Hey you. How ya doin'?" Karen faced Whitey, Jake, Peyton and Lucas now. "Can I take your orders?"

All of them responded to her hello, but Jake wanted to ask her a question.

"Jenny's doing fine, and I'm sure she'll be good with my parents. But umm…Ms. Roe, what do you think are my chances in this?" He looked up at Karen, a slight glint of hope in his eyes.

Karen bit her lip in thought. "Well, if you have strong evidence that Nikki wouldn't be a good mother, then I think you would have a fair chance. But you need the evidence. I hope you get out soon, and that you win custody, Jake. I'm so sorry you have to go through this."

Nodding thoughtfully, Jake kept back the tears forming in his eyes. "Thank you, Ms. Roe. I hope so too."

There was silence from the 5 of them for a few minutes. Then, to break the silence, Lucas started off with the ordering.

"Uhh, mom, can I have 3 chocolate chip pancakes with some uhh, bacon and an orange juice, please?"

Karen looked up at Lucas, as she was staring at her pad, and nodded, writing down his order. Turning her attention to Whitey, she cleared her throat.

"What would you be having, coach?"

"Hmm, I would like…a…ham and cheese omelet. Can you put in some sweet peppers in the omelet too?" Whitey asked, looking at the menu.

"Mmhmm, and bacon or sausage?"

"Sausage, please. Oh and uh, a black coffee, also."

As Karen finished writing down Whitey's order, she looked at Peyton. "Okay, and what will you have, Peyton?"

Peyton put down the menu and sighed. "I'll just have a cappuccino, thanks."

A confused look crossed Karen's face. "You sure, honey?"

She nodded. "Yeah, and umm…2 pieces of French Toast will be fine."

Karen slowly nodded once and wrote it down. "2 French Toast and a cappuccino." She said lowly to herself as she wrote. Finally, she looked at Jake, the last order from the table.

Jake gulped and looked from the menu up at Karen, he hadn't decided what exactly to eat, but he wanted a good meal, before he had to go to jail. "Jenny and I will have a…vegetable omelet special, please." Flashing Karen a fake, half smile, he put down the menu and looked at his daughter, hoping he wouldn't lose her.

Karen collected the menus after writing down the last order. "Comin' right up." Karen smiled and walked off.

All this time, Peyton was staring out the window. She really didn't want Jake to leave, and she wanted to cry, but she made herself stay strong. She was going to make Jake's visit be filled with memories. Good ones.

"Peyton…are uh…you okay?" Lucas asked from across the table. He had a concerned expression on his face. His friends were important to him, plus, him and Peyton had a kind of…history, per se.

A sigh escaped her lips, her eyes not moving from outside. "Yeah…I'm…just fine."

"Don't worry, Ms. Sawyer," the coach said, reassuringly. "Things have a way of working out. I'm sure Jake won't spend that much time, and Nikki won't get the child. Not from his parents at least."

Peyton turned to face Whitey. "I hope you're right." She looked at Jenny and touched the baby's stretching hand. "I couldn't bear to see Nikki with the child. I mean, it's not that she will be a bad mother, because she probably would be fine. It's just that the whole slut thing and walking out on Jenny in the first place. I don't think it's right to suddenly pop back up when Jenny seems happy as is."

Jake continued to stay silent, he just sat and listened to their conversation. He adored Peyton, and knew she was right about Nikki being a mother. Plus, Jake didn't love Nikki anymore. He loved her, Peyton, and Peyton's good with Jenny.

If only we weren't so young. He told himself.

About 20 minutes later their food came. After the discussion that had just gone on, no one was really in the mood to talk, and Jake and Peyton didn't even look like they wanted to eat. All 5 of them ate their meals, but the silence, it was disturbing.