Author's Note: Hey chickadees my ass is back! lol I've been working and typing up my university letters for applications, hence my absence for a good few weeks! But I'm here so hello! lol back to the story!

Nathan rifled through his closet as he searched for a couple of warm sweaters. He knew he had a few, he just didn't know where they went.

Jill had informed him of the chilly weather that awaited them in Windsor. Around this time they would be expecting minus Celsius weather and a whole load of snow, far from the sunny 52 degrees of downtown Tree Hill.

So in an effort to make a good impression on her family who he'd be spending the holidays with and to keep his ass from freezing he wanted to dress the part. Windsor couldn't have short sleeved polo shirts and pressed khaki shorts, he needed much warmer attire, which is why he was searching his closet up and down. The last time he had gone somewhere remotely cold was when his family had taken a vacation to Colorado where they spent the weekend up in the mountains. That was ages ago; memories long time passed and it seemed his sweaters had long ago disappeared as well.

Sighing he decided to get on his knees, maybe his mom placed it in one of his cubbies.

Too caught up in his search he forgot about his brother who had come by for a visit. He was resting on Nathan's bed quietly, well sort of. Lucas didn't mind, he kept himself occupied with Nathan's play station…that was until his high score on NBA live was distracted when a flying shirt landed on his face.

"Dude, watch where you're throwing your dirty laundry, you just made me miss a 3 pointer."

A little irritated from his brother's voice and from his unsuccessful search he turned around and snapped.

"First of all my clothes are squeaky clean, not like I can say the same for your drab dress shirts and second who let you help yourself to my games man?"

"Myself, seeing as you're too occupied to make conversation with me. I called it even and brought out your games."

"Quit being such a girl, conversation, I swear one of these days your mom is going to reveal that you were supposed to be a girl but she wanted a boy so bad she raised you like one."

Lucas scoffed throwing the sweater back at Nathan.

"You're an ass you know that?"

"Hey, I tell it like it is, take it or leave it," he smirked like the smart ass he was.

"Whatever man, what are you doing anyways? You practically threw your whole wardrobe out the window."

"I'm trying to find something warm to wear. Jill said that Windsor is winter capital; snow, ice, sleet, slush, frost bites, all that shit. I can't let my ass show up in fucking board shorts and wife beaters. They already know I have a psychotic family, I don't want them to think the apple didn't fall too far from the tree."

Lucas laughed remembering Nathan's story on how the Scotts met the Reynolds. That would be a great story in the future.

"That was hilarious Nate. Dan's quite the character."

"Whatever man, just help me find something, anything. I need to pick up Jill in two hours and it doesn't look like I'm going to make it in time with the pace I'm going."

"What did you want me to do?"

He rolled his eyes at Lucas who seemed oblivious to his favor.

"Oh I don't know you could turn the game off for starters and get your lazy ass over here and start throwing clothes around until we reach the pot of gold."

Lucas grinned as he put his hands up in defense.

"Alright, alright but when we're done you're rewarding me with a cookie."

"Man, you came over on your own, you aren't getting jack squat. What is this Martha Stewart?"

"Listen wise ass I came over to hang out not touch your clothes. So quit being an ass so I can help you."

"Fine, sorry. I'm just so frustrated and anxious. Frustrated because I can't seem to find what I'm looking for and anxious because in 8 or so hours I'm going to be face to face with not only Jill's parents but the whole Reynolds and Connor family tree."

Lucas looked at him funny.

"Who's Connor?"

"That's Jill's mother's maiden name. We're visiting her relatives in Windsor along with Jill's dad's family."

"Talk about high tension city."

"Exactly! The last time I met her parents my dad told them I was fucking their only daughter. The worst first impression ever! Now I have to do it again not only to them but her aunts, uncles, cousins, maybe even grandparents."

Lucas' eyes widened as he helped Nathan search his closet.

"Damn!"

"Now do you understand why I'm being such a dick? I've got all this pressure weighing down on me. I just want them to see the real me."

The older Scott brother nodded. He understood what Nathan was saying. He felt that way the first time he met Larry, Peyton's father. He didn't have the very best first impression towards the elder Sawyer either. Barging in her house with a rake accusing him of being a burglar was anything but cordial. Eventually they settled the confusion and misunderstanding and turned the awkward tension into a pretty good relationship. The man even dated his mom for crying out loud! But he understood Nathan's perspective. Lucas liked Peyton a lot and making a good impression on her father was very important to him, to have that approval just makes it even greater. It was the same for Nathan. He liked Jill, he liked her a lot. The two had just conquered a huge stepping stone finally revealing their feelings for each other and now they were testing the relationship waters. Everything stayed the same; they were still friends, they still cracked up like before, and they still acted the same. The only difference now was that they held hands and made out…a lot. Of course not anywhere the public could see them. You'd see them occasionally holding hands and maybe if you were lucky a peck here and there, but that was all, sweet and simple; their motto.

No wonder Nathan wanted to make a good impression. It seemed it was not only to her parents but to her as well. He knew she liked him the way he was and proving was unnecessary but he knew her last relationship ended because of trust issues, he didn't want her to doubt him even though they both knew she didn't. She trusted him; she just had to trust herself.

"Don't worry man, you'll do great."

Nathan sighed as he continued his search.

"Thanks man, I'm going to need it."

Nodding at one another and giving their special male knuckle butt they set to work. Both kneeling on the ground scrounging around for those darn sweaters Nathan so badly needed, hoping they still fit him.

Not too far away from the boys was their beaming father all dressed up in his finest suits. He whistled as he strolled through the hallway passing by Nathan's room. Looking in he stopped midway finding the two boys crouched in front of the closet. He smirked at the sight.

"Well well, look what we have here, my two sons in the same room let alone under the same roof. You two are taking this sibling bonding to a whole new level."

Both boys stuck their heads out of the closet only to roll their eyes as they looked up at Dan.

"We're looking for my sweaters; do you know where mom put them?"

"How should I know, ask your mother, besides what for?" He examined Nathan's room settling his eyes on the black gym bag opened on his son's bed, "where are you going?"

"Nowhere."

"Don't lie to me boy."

A frustrated Nathan peeked his head out from the closet once more. He noticed what Dan was implying.

"I'm spending Christmas with Jill's family in Windsor. I told mom, she said it was okay."

"Is that so?"

"Yeah."

"And you said Windsor, that's in Canada am I right?"

"Yeah, yeah it is…so what?"

Dan rubbed his chin.

"Hmm, interesting."

Nathan looked confused. So did Lucas who took his head out of the closet as well.

"What's so interesting?"

"Oh nothing, it's just that family should be together for the holidays and seeing as Jill invited you to spend it with hers. I think it's only appropriate if your mother and I come along."

Nathan's eyes bulged. What was going on?

"Oh hell no! Dad you can't, what about grandpa and grandma? They're coming for the holidays."

"No need to worry. Your grandma and grandpa have decided to skip our holiday tradition this year. They've opted for Cuba instead of Tree Hill."

"Can't you join them?"

"Nonsense Nathan. Why ruin your grandparents' lavish getaway. Besides this will be fun. Kind of a Reynolds and Scott get together. Our first one was a blast. Can't wait to see what's to come," he paused, "I'll go tell your mom," and with that a smirking Dan left as he came in.

Nathan was infuriated. So much he threw the nearest object to him at the wall.

"Fuck."

Lucas could only comfort him. Dan was being a dick but what could they do, it was settled and there was no changing it.

"Let's look for your sweaters man, deal with that later."

Nathan nodded still upset but he knew there was nothing he could do.

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Around the corner Dan stood as he pulled out his cell phone. Pressing 3 on the pad he hit send. The phone rang three times before someone picked up and answered.

"Hey mom, listen. Deb, Nathan, and I are going to have to cancel on you and dad this Christmas…"