Brooke stood back as she waited for Haley or Peyton to say something. But neither of them said anything. Haley had turned her attention to getting the kids out of the car and Peyton was just standing there. Content for the moment Brooke let go of the breath she was holding. Tonight was gonna be interesting to say the least. Things had gone smoothly in Tree Hill when they were all together for her and Nathan's wedding but now there wasn't any reason to pretend that they like each other. Brooke was nervous about what was gonna go down.

"Ok, let's get in there," Brooke said, breaking the awkward silence.

"Sure," Peyton mumbled.

"I'm ready. Jenny, Bella. You ready to go watch Daddy, Uncle Nathan and Lucas?" Haley said as she looked at the girls.

"Yay!" the two girls shouted as Jenny jumped up and down and Bella tried but was unsuccessful because of her cast.

The gang made their way toward the arena and just as they had passed through the security check point at the front door Peyton's cell phone was ringing. She groaned as she opened her purse to get it. Checking the number on the caller id, she groaned again.

"What Jeff?" she snapped into the phone.

"Hey no need to get snappy with me," Jeff, Jaime's PO, answered.

"Whatever. What do you want?"

"You know what I want."

"How many times do I have to tell you that I don't know where he is or when and if he's ever coming back?"

"Peyton, I know this isn't easy for you with Joaquin and everything but I need you to tell me the truth."

"I am telling you the truth you little shit."

Brooke and Haley looked at each other wide eyed. Neither of them had any idea what was going on or who was on the phone. But they both knew for Peyton's tone and the look on her face that it wasn't someone she wanted to be talking to. They kept walking until they found their seats. Peyton was still on the phone with Jeff and he was babbling about the same thing he always did when he called to bug her about where Jaime was. He was still talking when the PA announcer was about to introduce the starting line-ups for both teams.

"Look, I won't bother telling you not to call me anymore because you never listen anyway. But I gotta go," Peyton cut in.

"Peyton I'm only trying to"

"Jeff, I don't care what you're trying to do. Bye."

With that Peyton slammed her phone shut and slumped back in her seat. She was intending to enjoy her time away from Texas and Jeff just had to call her and try ruin it for her.

"Peyton what was that about?" Brooke asked cautiously.

"It was Jaime's PO and no, I don't wanna talk about it," Peyton replied.

"Ok, I wasn't gonna ask."

"Liar," Haley and Peyton said at the same time.

"Wow, thanks guys," Brooke laughed.

They quieted down as the PA announcer began talking again.

"Introducing tonight's starting lineup for the visiting Denver Nuggets. At small forward, Carmelo Anthony, at power forward, rookie, Lucas Scott"

The girls cheered as did Bella, eliciting a smile from Lucas. Nathan and Jake were still waiting in the wings with the rest of their team so they didn't hear them cheering for Lucas. The people around them gave them strange looks until they saw that the twins and Brooke were wearing jerseys that said "Scott" on the back.

"At shooting guard, rookie, Jared Ashley, at point guard, Andre Miller, and at center Marcus Camby," the PA announcer continued. The crowd cheered as the rest of the team made their way to the bench and they all slapped hands with the starting five.

"And now…the starting lineup for your New Jersey Nets," the PA announcer said.

The crowd erupted in thunderous cheers. Brooke, Haley and Peyton whistled loudly. Bella and Jenny clapped and tried to scream like the older girls but weren't quite so successful. Jamie, Nate and Joaquin were quiet. The twins were in their car seats in the seats Nathan bought for them and Joaquin was sitting next to them.

"Starting at small forward, Richard Jefferson, at power forward, Vince Carter, at shooting guard, rookie, Jake Jaglieski" screams erupted from Brooke, Haley, Peyton, Jenny and Bella "at point guard, Jason Kidd, and at center, rookie, Nathan Scott."

As soon as the announcer said his first name, Brooke tilted her head back and screamed as loud as she knew how. Haley and Peyton yelled for Nathan too. Bella and Jenny weren't quite as excited but they did shout and clap for him. Everyone sat down after the National Anthem and the game got started. Nathan won the tip off and knocked the ball back to Jake who ran up with it til Jared was in his face. He looked for the open man and saw Richard Jefferson was open. Praying nothing would go wrong Jake passed it to him and not even half a second later, he was being covered. Thinking quickly, Jefferson passed it to Vince Carter who sunk the basketball with ease. The Nets were up 2-0. At the end of the first half the Nets were up 53-49. Nathan and Jake had 8 points each. Lucas had 15.

"Mommy!" Bella squealed.

"Yes baby?" Haley asked.

"Is Daddy winning?"

"No."

"But Auntie Brooke said he has more points."

"What she meant was Daddy scored more times than Uncle Nathan or Jake did."

"Oh." Bella was still confused.

"Mommy. Is Daddy winning?" Jenny asked.

"Yes baby," Haley said.

"Yay! Bella I told you my daddy was winning."

"Shut up," Bella said.

"Isabella!" Haley said angrily, "What do you say to your sister?"

"Sorry."

"Try again young lady." Haley was beginning to think that bringing the girls to the game wasn't a smart idea. Andrea had offered to look after them along with the twins but Haley had insisted on taking them to the game. But now she was thinking that she should have taken Andrea up on the offer.

"I'm sorry Jenny. There is that better Mommy?"

"For now. But you and I are gonna have a talk tomorrow."

"Oh goody."

Brooke and Peyton were half listening as the game had started again. Neither of them wanted Bella to see them smiling so they tried their best to hold in the laughter. Haley sat back in her seat and looked at Brooke and Peyton and just rolled her eyes.

"You keep laughing Brooke, but I swear, this is what you have to look forward to," Haley said.

"That's ok. I have t he best husband ever," Brooke replied.

"Jake's no slouch."

"I never said he was."

"Hey just be glad you guys are married. Now stop arguing, it's annoying," Peyton interjected.

Brooke and Haley both stopped abruptly. Neither of them had been expecting Peyton to be so angry when she jumped in. They turned their attention back to the game in time to see Nathan crash into Kenyon Martin, who had come in for Lucas. He was hunched over on the hardwood floor grabbing his ankle. Even though he was all the way across the court Brooke knew he was really hurting. Her breath was in her throat as she watched the trainers examine him. A few minutes later they had Nathan on his feet and he hobbled over to the bench where they continued talking to him, trying to figure out exactly what was wrong with him and if they should take him to the locker room for x-rays.

"No, I don't need x-rays. Please, just wrap it up, ice it, give me a cortisone shot. I don't care. Anything but x-rays," Nathan insisted.

"Nathan, it's standard procedure," the head trainer said firmly.

"I don't care. Screw procedure." Nathan gritted his teeth as pain shot through his ankle again. He tried to hide it from the trainers but they both saw it.

"Procedure wins. Let's go," the assistant trainer said with a grin.

"Fine. But somebody better go tell my wife what's going on. I know her. She'll see you guys escorting me out of here and panic."

"All right. What's her name and where's she sitting?"

"Brooke Scott. Section 133, row B, seats 1-5," he said through his clenched teeth.

The assistant trainer nodded as he made his way over to tell Brooke what was going on. Meanwhile, Brooke was watching Nathan as he sat on the bench. She knew it was killing him to be on the bench and not on the court. What she didn't know was that he wasn't going to be sitting there much longer. Or that someone was coming to tell her what was going on.

"Hales, what if something's really wrong?" she whimpered.

"Brooke, I'm sure he's fine. Don't worry so much," Haley replied as she squeezed Brooke's hand.

"Excuse me, ma'am. Which one of you is Brooke Scott?" the trainer asked.

"I am," Brooke replied, "What's going on with my husband?"

"He asked that someone tell you we're taking him to the locker room. We need to x-ray his ankle but he said you'd freak out if you didn't know why he was being taken to the locker room."

"Thank you. Can I go with him?"

"I'm sorry ma'am. I can't allow that. But if it will make you feel better, I'll come back and tell you what's wrong as soon as we get the results."

"She would appreciate that," Haley answered for Brooke.

"Very well. Hang in there, Mrs. Scott. Everything is gonna be fine."

Brooke just nodded as the trainer walked away. She waited until he was out of ear shot before she said anything.

"Everything is not fine! I can't have my husband injured. Not when I've got two babies to take care of," she spat. "And another one on the way," she barely whispered.

"What did you just say?" Haley asked.

"Nothing," Brooke answered quickly. Shit! She heard me. I should have known she would. Maybe she'll forget about it. Ya right, Brooke, she'll bug you til you crack.

"Brooke, that wasn't nothing. I heard it too," Peyton said.

Shit! Now I really can't get out of this. Brooke thought to herself.

"Are you pregnant Brooke?" Haley asked bluntly.

"Way to beat around the bush, Hales," Peyton laughed.

Brooke didn't say anything. She just pretended to watch the game. Truthfully though, her heart wasn't in it with Nathan off the floor. Worry filled her mind as she thought of all the possibilities of what could be wrong with him. And then she came to the fact that she still had to tell Nathan she was pregnant.

"Brooke!" Haley said loudly.

"What?" Brooke asked.

"Are you pregnant?"

"Yes. Yes, I am. Leave me alone."

"Brooke!" Peyton said shocked by the force in her best friend's tone.

"What Peyton?"

"Don't do this here. Come on. Let's just watch the game. You'll know how Nathan's ankle is soon."

"Since when do you get to tell me what to do? I can't have three kids under a year old Peyton. I can't do it. This is too much for me," Brooke cried.

"Hey, don't cry. Listen to me, Brooke, you can do this. And you will. Because it's never gonna be just you. You'll always have Nathan and Haley and Jake. And me when I'm here and when I'm not you can always call. You know that."

Brooke put her head on Peyton's shoulder and let the tears fall. She knew it was gonna be tough but Peyton was right too. Brooke was never gonna be alone. Even when Nathan was on the road, she'd have Haley.

"Hales, I'm sorry I snapped at you," Brooke whispered.

"It's ok Brookie. I still love you," Haley answered her.

"Thanks. I love you too."

They went back to watching the game. Brooke's eyes lit up when she saw that Nathan was back on the floor. But the light in her eye quickly faded when she saw him wince visibly. He was hurting pretty bad but trying to be stubborn and play through it. She wanted to walk over to him and demand that he take himself out of the game but knew that wasn't allowed.

"Mrs. Scott," the trainer said interrupting her thoughts.

"How is he?" she asked.

"Well he's got bone chips in his ankle. We gave him a cortisone shot and wrapped it. But he's gonna be a hurting puppy when the game's over."

"How long will he be out?"

"A couple weeks."

"A couple weeks!"

"It would have been shorter if he wasn't so stubborn and insisted on going back in the game tonight."

"Couldn't you have told him no?"

"We did, but he insisted. Said you didn't come to see him sit on the bench. And he mentioned his sons too."

"Do me a favor, get Coach Frank to take him out and tell him I said I want him to sit the rest of the game. For me and for Jamie and Nate."

"Will do."

"Thanks."

The trainer turned and left again. Leaving Brooke to shake her head with a lopsided grin. It didn't surprise her that Nathan was trying to tough it out for her and the boys but she didn't want him damaging his ankle further. They would be at plenty other games, there was no reason for him to risk it tonight.

"Coach, take Scott out of the game. Now," the head trainer said after he talked to the assistant.

"What? Why? I thought you said he was ok," Coach Frank replied.

"I didn't say that. He did. Just do it."

The coach nodded and made the switch. Nathan grumbled as he heard his name being called from the bench. As he hobbled to the bench he had a feeling that his wife was behind this. When he sat down the assistant trainer joined him.

"You're done for the night, Scott," he told Nathan.

"What why? I'm fine," Nathan insisted.

"Your wife asked me to get you out. For her and your sons."

That was all he needed to hear. Of course Brooke was behind this. She wouldn't want him destroying his ankle and ended hips basketball career prematurely just because they were at the game. He smiled as he sat on the bench. The ended about 20 minutes later, the Nets won 116-95. Nathan ended up with 24 points, 5 rebounds, 1 steal. Jake's line wasn't quite as impressive but still good at 14 points and 2 rebounds. Lucas had 28 points, 15 rebounds and 3 blocked shots to his credit.

"Hey, how's the ankle Nate?" Jake asked as they went back to the locker room.

"It stings. I really shouldn't have gone back out there but I wanted to. For Brooke, and for Jamie and Nate, I wanted to show them Daddy's a tough guy," Nathan replied.

"You have their whole lives to show them that, Nate. Take some time off, I'm sure Coach and the trainers will encourage, if not insist, that you rest anyway."

"No amount of their insisting is gonna match Brooke's though."

"So true. But she loves you man."

"I know, I love her too."

"I hope so."

"Shut up."

The two guys laughed as they entered the locker room. Most of the team was already in there. They were excited about the win and the press was in the locker room. Nathan tried not to let his disdain for the press show.

"Scott!" Coach Frank yelled interrupting Nathan's thoughts, "Get in my office."

Nathan didn't bother sitting in front of his locker. He kept walking until he was in the coach's office and sat in the chair opposite his.

"What's up Coach?" Nathan asked loosely.

"The trainers and I talked. We all think it would be best if you sat out the next few weeks. Give your ankle time to heal. I'm sure it's not feeling so hot right now. And I won't stand for one of my younger guys risking his career over an ankle injury that isn't serious," Coach Frank explained.

"I know it was stupid of me to insist on getting back out there tonight. I wanted to show my wife and my sons that I can play through pain. But I don't think I could play through this pain again."

"Well I'm glad to hear you say that because like I said, you're sitting out the next couple weeks. Normally I would have players come along on road trips whether they're injured or not but the trainers and I discussed that as well and we think it would be best if you remained home with your family. Of course I still expect to see you in team meetings while you're out."

"Absolutely. An injury to my ankle isn't going to keep me from team meetings."

"That's what I like to hear. All right, hit the showers. I'm sure your wife is waiting for you."

"Thanks Coach."

Nathan stood up and hobbled his way out of the coach's office and toward the showers. He wasn't particularly excited about not playing basketball for a couple weeks but if it meant saving his career, Nathan was all for it. He had promised himself he would always go about things in basketball better than Dan ever had. As soon as Nathan was changed he made his way out of the locker room in search of his family. Of course, he wasn't surprised to find that the press wanted to talk to him, but as always, Nathan didn't want to talk to them and blew right past them. He didn't care if that made him look cocky or stuck up. He didn't care about being a fan favorite or hot ticket for the press. All Nathan Scott wanted was to get to his wife and sons.

Brooke waited anxiously with Peyton for Nathan to come out of the locker room. They were talking about something that had them giggling but stopped when Brooke caught a glimpse of Nathan and took off running in his direction. She didn't stop until he had his arms wrapped around her.

"Baby, how are you? How's your ankle?" Brooke asked.

"It hurts. I'm gonna be out for a couple weeks. Which means you'll have extra help with the boys every day until I'm cleared to play and go on the road with the team again," Nathan replied.

"But Nathan I won't you to rest. I don't want you playing if it's real bad."

"Brooke, you're not listening."

"What? Yes I am. You're going on the road for a couple weeks."

Nathan looked at her and shook his head. She had been listening. But not closely.

"No, baby. I'm not going on the road for a couple weeks because I'm going to be at home with you and Jamie and Nate. We're going to have some family time. Finally."

Brooke smiled. She actually heard him this time. He wasn't going on the road.

"Wait, you're not going on the road? Did the coach have to convince you?"

"No, I agreed with him. I told him it was dumb what I did tonight. I also said I knew there was no way I could play through that pain again. Not only that but I know you wouldn't let me."

"You're right. I have no intentions of letting you play until you're 100 again. But I will let you change diapers and feed the boys and all that fun stuff."

"Great! I can't wait. Speaking of the boys, where are they?"

"With Peyton and Joaquin, over there."

Nathan looked in the direction that Brooke pointed and a broad grin broke out across his face. He wrapped his arm around Brooke's shoulders and together they walked over to Peyton and the kids.

"Hey, nice game Nathan. How's the ankle?" Peyton said when they reached her,

"It hurts. I won't lie. Having a couple weeks to rest will be good for me. For all of us. What do you say we go home and put the kiddos to bed?" Nathan answered.

"Sounds good. Jamie and Nate were whimpering a couple minutes ago but they stopped. Now they're sound asleep."

"Are you gonna be ok driving yourself home?" Brooke asked Nathan.

"I think I can handle it sweetheart. You go ahead with Peyton and the kids in my truck."

As they walked out of the arena Peyton nudged Brooke and gave her a look to ask if she was gonna tell Nathan what she had shared with Haley and Peyton during the game. Brooke smiled crookedly and nodded. Peyton winked and then linked arms with Brooke.

"All right sweetie, I'll see you at home," Nathan said as they approached the Scion.

"Ok, I'll be waiting. I love you," Brooke said as she kissed him sweetly.

"I love you too." Nathan returned the kiss and Peyton pretended to gag behind them which made Brooke smile against Nathan's lips.

"Be careful," Brooke said firmly.

"I promise," Nathan replied sincerely.

Brooke waited until Nathan was in the car and had pulled out of the space and made his way toward the main road before they walked to the parking lot where she had parked Nathan's Touareg before the game.

"Before we go home, I need to stop at the store," Brooke said after they had the kids in the back seat and she was starting it up to pull out of the parking lot.

"Ok, that's fine. I can stay out here with the kids if you want me to," Peyton said.

"Sure. I don't see any reason we should wake them up until we get to the house anyway."

Half an hour later, Brooke was pulling into the driveway of the Scott home. She was glad to see her car in the driveway already which meant Nathan had made it home safely. Peyton was staring out the window but snapped back to reality when she heard Brooke shut the car off. She got out to help Brooke with the twins and to get Joaquin.

"I'm gonna take him upstairs and I think I'm gonna crash too," Peyton said as they walked through the door.

"Are you sure? It's not that late. We can talk you know," Brooke asked questionably.

"Ya, I'm sure. We'll talk tomorrow."

"You promise?"

"I promise."

Brooke hugged Peyton and kissed Joaquin on the top of his head before they went upstairs. She managed to carefully get both car seats through the door without banging them into the wall. Quietly she walked up the stairs and walked into the nursery so she could change their diapers and put them to bed.

"Good night, Jamie," she said as she kissed him gently before laying him in his crib.

"Good night, Nate," she said and did the same to him before putting him in his crib.

Taking a deep breath, Brooke turned off the light in the nursery and closed the door. It would be a few hours before either Jamie or Nate woke up so she didn't want to waste any time telling Nathan. Carefully she walked down the hall to their bedroom where she found Nathan sprawled out across the bed looking at the ceiling.

"Hey honey," she said cheerfully.

"Hey babe," Nathan said with a smile.

"Can we talk?" Brooke laid across the bed and Nathan turned to look at her. He nodded before kissing her sweetly.

"Of course. What's on your mind sweetheart?"

Brooke took another deep breath. She wanted to tell Nathan but she wasn't sure after his spill tonight how well it was going to go over.

"Brooke, what is it? Are you ok?" Nathan asked his eyes searching hers for clues.

"I'm fine, Nathan."

"What's up then?"

"Well you know how we said we want to have a big family?"

"Of course! Why you didn't change your mind did you? You still want that don't you?"

"Yes, babe. That's what I wanted to talk to you about actually."

"Oh really?"

"Ya, how would you feel if I said we're one step closer to that big family?"

"You're pregnant?"

"Yup."

"That's great sweetie! Oh I can't believe this." Nathan leaned over and kissed Brooke with more passion than he thought possible. The kiss was so full of passion it took their breath away.

"I love you," Brooke whispered.

"I love you too," Nathan said. He instinctively placed his hand on her stomach and stroked it lovingly.

"So you're really ok with this?" Brooke asked.

"Absolutely! Brooke I wasn't kidding when I said I want a big family with you. Don't worry, I'm not gonna change my mind either. Everything I've ever said about this family being a team sticks. Now and forever. Ok? I love you and I always will."

"I know and I love you too."

"Don't ever forget that."

"I won't. We should get some sleep before Jamie and Nate wake us up."

Nathan chuckled as he nodded. He kissed Brooke again before they shifted on the bed. Nathan reached over to turn off the lights and they collapsed into a peaceful sleep that much to their delight lasted all through the night.

"Morning, honey," Nathan said as he pulled Brooke into his chest and kissed her hair.

"Morning, babe," Brooke answered him a smile playing on her lips.

They stayed like that until they heard footsteps in the hallway followed by Peyton's voice in the baby monitor as she tried to calm down the twins. Smiling at each other Nathan and Brooke left their bedroom and walked toward the nursery holding hands. Another day had begun in the Scott house.