Last Time

'That was the night that I conceived Aleka, it's amazing how that it almost never happens like that. The chances that my body would release three different eggs, and two be fertilized by Nathan, and the other by Luke?'

Haley stopped rattling her mind, that part of her life is over know, Nathan and Luke are both out of her, Brooke's and there children's minds.

She then, from being overly stressed, curled up into the fetal position and fell into a dream world.

Now

Haley woke up the next morning still curled on the coach. Looking at her clock she jumped up and ran to her closet. She had to be at work in an hour and a half. She grabbed a black skirt, a matching jacket and a red camisole to wear under the jacket. She took a quick shower and blew out her hair before crossing the hall and going into Brooke's room.

"Brooke?"

"What tutor-girl?" Brooke joked.

"Umm-er- last night I couldn't sleep."

"I know it took me a while to too. The earthquake and the guys and, I know it was a lot."

"Well I was listening to the radio, and dedicated a song to Nathan, our song, you know until the day I die. And the DJ said that another person wanted that song to. And well afterwards, Brooke he came on saying he loved me!"

"Who the DJ?"

"No, Brooke! I'm not joking! It wasn't a dream. The guys are still looking for us. Err! Look I'm running late, can I take the Spyder? And you the Escalade?" Haley pouted.

"Look Hales calm down. Sure take whatever car you want. What time is Roslindale coming?"

"Eight."

"Okay, what time is it?"

"Half-past six."

"How are you so awake?" Brooke asked yawning.

"Only one and a half hours sleep."

"Oh, Haley I'm booking a spa day tomorrow, you need it. Make sure Jenison let's you off."

"Ok, bye tiger. I gotta go, or else I'll never beat the traffic," With that Haley ran downstairs, grabbed a water bottle and left. As if she predicted it she narrowly missed the traffic and punched in two minutes before she was late.

"Haley?" A voiced asked over the intercom.

"Yes Anna?" She buzzed back.

"Jenison what you in his office pronto okay?"

"Thanks Anna. Tell him I'm on my way," She then walked to his office.

"Good Mo-mo-morning," she said stifling a yawn.

"James we have a problem."

"Michaels isn't here today. Something about burning his hands on boiling spaghetti water or something."

"Sir what does that have to do with me?" Harry Michaels was the sports writer.

"Well I need you to do his article today, for me."

"sure sir. No problem."

"That's a girl. If it's a good article there might be a bonus. You're to meet him and the Café Brown for breakfast at nine."

"Sir, who am I interviewing?" she asked sipping her water bottle.

"Oh yes, Nathan Scott." Haley choked on her water.

Guys I'm really super sorry!!!! I didn't mean to take 3 months to update!!!!!

R&R I'll update more often now.

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