Chapter 22! Enjoy! haha

"I would be forever your own high school sweetheart, And in our memories we'll live like kinds and queens"

-Drew Alexander

"Its ok… thanks but I don't need it, I'm not going to Paris so none of that really matters anymore" Brooke said getting ready to hang up the phone. This was definitely one of the happiest days of her life and she really wasn't about to share a second of it with the crackwhoreish doctor.

"No… Miss Davis, you're pregnant"

"No I'm not"

"The tests confirm it, we've scheduled you an appointment with Dr. Owens tomorrow at 3:00" The woman on the other end of the line said. At this point Brooke had chosen denial… in fact she'd been in a deep denial about this for weeks now… ever since her "flu" and her last missed period she'd pushed it all to the back of her mind and decided it was all just a coincident.

"The tests are wrong"

"I'm just the messenger Miss Davis… have a good night"

"Who was that?" Lucas asked kinda worried, he didn't like the look on Brooke's face that whole phone call, but she seemed better now.

"Uh… um, doctors office, they just got my tests mixed up with someone else's… I just have to go in tomorrow and make sure they get it straight… come on, we should be celebrating… not sitting here like Mouth on a Friday night, lets go eat"

"Ella… come on, lets go eat"

"Gucci come?" Ella asked trying to pick up the puppy, which was now almost as big as she was.

"Sorry Girlie, Gucci has to stay here and guard the house ok? We have to have a party!"

"Why?"

"Lucas… we haven't even asked her if she wants to stay with us, she could say no" Brooke said, feeling kinda bad that Ella had no say whatsoever in all of this.

"We covered that on the way here… Tell her about Sherlock and your room Ella"

"He my dowggie!"

"He is?" Brooke asked, surprised Lucas had asked, but then again that was Lucas.

"Yeaya an I gets pwink bedroom!"

"Wow! We'll have to go shopping and spend all…"

"What?" Lucas asked as Brooke paused mid sentence.

"What does she call us?"

"Um…"

"Because I don't think Brooke and Lucas are going to cut it… Is it bad that this is weird? It seems weird" Brooke said trying to imagine Ella calling them "Mommy" and "Daddy" it made them sound so old.

"Its not weird… just different"

"Its weird… how do we explain this to a 2 year old?"

"She's 2… if we start it now then 6 months from now she wont remember what she used to call us" Lucas said, hoping he was right… he really had no idea what he was talking about when it came to this stuff.

"Hey El… come here girlie, lets chat for a sec"

"Nowa dinner?" Ella asked holding her arms up for Brooke to hold her.

"We will… ugh I feel like a lifetime movie doing this, Ella do you know what a Mommy and Daddy are?"

"Yeaya"

"Ok well that's a start" Lucas said glad that they at least didn't have to explain that.

"I don hwave any"

"Well Lucas and I don't have any babies" Brooke smiled, her stomach twisted as she said it… the word baby made her shudder, but she couldn't think about that right now. She and Lucas had had lots of pregnancy scares… who was to say this wasn't just another one?

"Nowa babies?" Ella asked patting Brooke's face like to comfort her. Brooke was trying hard not to laugh at the little girl.

"Nope… so what if you be our baby and we'll be your mommy and daddy?"

"Okay" Ella smiled… pretty much like it was no big deal. Then again she was barely 2… so it wasn't like she comprehended much of this in the first place.

"Look at you"

"What?"

"I've never seen you like that before" Lucas smiled wrapping his arms around Brooke's waist.

"What?"

"All… hallmarkish"

"Shut up…" Brooke giggled leaning into his chest. Maybe this wasn't going to be as hard as they thought.

"Its cute…"

They spent the rest of the night just having fun… Brooke guessed taking Ella down to the pool at 11pm probably wasn't the best thing to do on their first night as "parents" but they had fun anyway. She wanted to do anything and everything to keep her mind off tomorrow… every time she thought about it her stomach turned, denial wasn't exactly working anymore. It wasn't so much the thought of being pregnant… it was what being pregnant would do, there was no way Marshall would let them keep Ella if Brooke were already pregnant… not to mention she didn't want a baby, after spending a few weeks with Lyric her "Lucas… I want a baby" was completely cured… At least Ella was 2… she was pretty much potty trained, could ask for what she wanted, and slept through the night. Not to mention Brooke didn't have to actually "have" her… so she was the best of both worlds.

The next morning after calling Haley, Peyton, Rachel and everyone else she knew to tell them about her ring… and remind them not to tell Karen, Brooke decided it was time that she and Ella went shopping for her bedroom. Since Lucas had to be at work all day (Just like every other Wednesday) Brooke was free to go to do as she pleased with Ella. But it also meant taking her to the doctor with her first… Brooke just hoped Ella wasn't old enough to comprehend what she was hearing.

"This may be a little cold…" The doctor said squirting the jelly on Brooke's stomach. Brooke was choosing to ignore her… until she saw proof that there was something inside her… she believed nothing.

"What dat?"

"You sound like skillz…that's like Jelly, and shit that's cold…"

"Ok… look a there, a heart beat" The doctor smiled pointing to the screen. Brooke wanted to go throw up…

"No…"

"Yea… see?"

"No…" Brooke sighed choosing not to look, if she didn't look that meant she didn't have to believe it.

"Brooke… you are pregnant"

"No…"

"I'd say about 11 or 12 weeks… Brooke you should have been in here sooner" Dr. Owens scolded… like Brooke actually knew before this, well she may have had a hint or two but this definitely wasn't her fault.

"I didn't know"

"You can stay in denial right up until you give birth if you would like, but you have more options if you except it"

"That's ok… I like my denial… and I think I want a 2nd opinion" Brooke said wiping the gross jelly off her stomach. Of course she wasn't going to get a 2nd opinion but she did hope it would at least piss the doctor off.

"Dos me" Ella giggled lifting up her shirt.

"Sweetie… you definitely aren't having a baby…"

"I ywour baby"

"You're my only baby… come here" Brooke smiled pulling Ella into her arms, now they could just go shopping so she could get her mind off of all of this.

"Looks like you're going to have 2 from now on…Brooke… at least take this" Dr. Owens said frustrated, handing Brooke a printed picture of what Brooke decided was absolutely nothing.

"For what?"

"For when you're out of denial and you wish you had it"

Brooke made it all the way out of the office and into the car with Ella before the tears started flowing. They were hot as they ran down her face and smeared her make up. What had she done to deserve this? It couldn't have been karma… she hadn't done anything really bad or mean lately… then again people did consider babies as blessings, so maybe the gods were trying to reward her for being good? Whatever this was it was some sick and twisted reward. It wasn't only that she was pregnant… now she felt like a total hypocrite. She'd spent so much time hating Ella's real parents and trying to figure out how they could even think about not wanting her… but now some of the thoughts that were going through her head… she just couldn't deal with all of this. She needed to call Peyton.

After stopping at McDonalds to get Ella a Happy Meal and some ice cream, Brooke hit speed dial on her phone to call Peyton. It rang and rang and rang until an exhausted Peyton finally answered.

"Hello" Peyton yawned as Brooke tried to stop herself from crying as she started to talk.

"Hi…"

"Brooke… what's wrong"

"I need to talk…" Brooke managed to choke out without sounding too cryish.

"What… did you and Lucas get into it already?"

"No… but you have to swear none of this gets to him"

"Of course…" Peyton said turning on a more serious tone for her friend.

"Peyton I'm pregnant"

"I figured…"

"What?" Brooke gasped almost choking on the drink she was sipping.

"You've been a basket case lately"

"I don't know what to do"

"You need to tell Lucas" Peyton laughed stating the obvious. Brooke already knew this…but for now she was choosing not too, at least until she had figured everything out.

"Just like you've told everyone who Lyric's father is"

"This isn't about me B. Davis"

"Sorry…" Brooke sighed feeling her eyes swell up with tears again.

"What's the big deal… so you're pregnant… it wasn't like you and Lucas weren't starting with the kid thing already anyway with Ella"

"Yea but that's different… I want Ella, Ella's 2… and I don't have to do anything except love her… and I definitely don't have to get fat, I know I sound like the worst person ever right now"

"You don't… look Brooke, you know how I was with Lyric… I'm probably the only mother ever who threatened to beat her out of me if she didn't stop kicking… She wasn't my baby until I held her that first time" Peyton laughed. Brooke laughed too but it really wasn't making her feel any better.

"But I don't want a baby"

"You need to talk to your fiancé"

"He's going to flip out Peyton… and if Marshall finds out, we're screwed with Ella… there's no way they're going to let us have her if I'm pregnant… at 19, I mean seriously… how responsible does that look?" Brooke asked. Peyton knew she had a point… if anyone found out before Ella was officially theirs they were most definitely screwed.

"So how are you going to explain your fatness to Lucas? Or…. Bringing a baby home"

"I haven't gotten that far… thanks"

"Don't tell Marshall or Karen or anyone… but tell Lucas ok?" Peyton asked, making sure to emphasize the world ok.

"Peyton…"

"I'll make you a deal… if you have the baby, and you still don't want it after that first time you hold it… I'll take it"

"That confident huh?" Brooke asked almost laughing.

"You have no idea… I've gotta go feed Lyric, call me and let me know how it goes"

"Thanks P. Sawyer…"

Back at the apartment Lucas on the couch watching some basketball game while, of course the only person who could have made this day any worse… Karen was in the kitchen cooking dinner, leaving Erin to scream her little head off. Brooke was seriously contemplating just walking back out to the car and driving around for a little while, but Ella was asleep in her arms and after giving that poor little girl a rough day of shopping and doctors she figured she might as well lay her on the couch with Lucas to sleep.

"Hey… How was your day?" Lucas asked putting Erin back in her carrier so he could take Ella from Brooke.

"Eventful… What's your mother doing here?"

"You're asking the wrong person… I came home and she was here… cooking."

"Wonderful…" Brooke sighed laying down next to Ella and Lucas. Karen was really the last person she wanted to deal with today.

"You ok?"

"Yea… sorry…. Its harder keeping up with a 2 year old than I thought, she had to touch everything"

"Looks like you wore her out too" Lucas laughed rubbing the little girls back.

"Brooke…"

"Karen"

"Pot Roast is almost ready" Karen said picking Erin up out of her carrier. She seemed ill that Lucas had chosen Ella over Erin but Brooke really wasn't in the mood to analyze Karen's motives tonight… not to mention the thought of pot roast made her want to gag.

"Did you talk to Marshall today?"

"Yea…we just have to sign sometime this week"

"Then how long will it take after that?" Brooke asked hoping he would come up with a short amount of time… if she was really 12 weeks pregnant, and she worked anything like Peyton… she'd have a baby bump in a few more weeks. The thought of that alone made her nauseous.

"A few weeks to make sure it's finalized"

"Sign what?"

"Umm… a new lease on the apartment?" Brooke said almost in question form… she had to admit it was kinda fun messing with Karen's head

"Oh…well you should get her up for dinner if she's staying to eat""

"Hey Ella… wake up, we've gotta go eat"

"Nowa" Ella whined burring her head back into Lucas's chest

"Yea… its gonna be good"

"We rwead after?"

"Sure… what do you want me to read to you?" Lucas asked carrying her to the kitchen behind Brooke.

"Gucci bwook" Ella smiled… referring to Sherlock Holmes.

"Brooke, have you gained weight?"

"Mom…"

"Uh… no"

"You look good… rather, glowing" Karen smiled, obviously fakely. This wasn't good…Brooke was guessing she could tell, how Brooke had no idea… it was probably that freaky mother in law thing she had going on… either way she'd just deny whatever Karen implied up and down

"I had the flu last week"

"Right…"

"So… how's Keith?" Lucas asked trying to change the subject before it got ugly.

"Better… he'll be home in a week, you guys should come down… enjoy the beach"

"Yea"

"Ella what did you do today?" Karen asked, seeing Ella start to fall asleep again against Lucas's lap.

"Mommy gon have 2 bwabies" Ella yawned, as if what she said was absolutely no big deal. Brooke, Lucas and Karen all 3 almost choked on what they were eating at the time. Brooke couldn't believe after everything she'd taken Ella to do today… that was the one thing she remembered. But on the other hand it did kinda thrill her that Ella had remembered not to call her Brooke this time.

"She's 2… she's crazy"

"Mommy?"

"Can we talk for a second?" Lucas asked giving her his fake 'this is going to be a long conversation' smile.

"I'm actually kinda hungry now"

"In the den…"

"Its not something that can wait until later?" Brooke asked… almost begging. She really didn't want to get into this tonight, especially with Karen here to listen in on the whole thing.

"Mommy?… I think I deserve an explanation for all of this"

"Later… or now" Lucas said giving Brooke another, bigger fake smile… taking her gently bye the hand and leading her into the den, away from his mother.

He stood there for a few seconds waiting for her to say something… then after he was pretty sure she was just going to stand there and stare back… he started trying to think of what he should say. For someone who was so against lying… Brooke had definitely lied about a big one this time.

"You need to sit" Brooke finally said, once she was sure she wasn't going to cry… at least not yet

"That's what they called about last night…"

"Lucas… don't be mad, I had to make sure"

"So you mean you were going to tell me… I don't know, when you got home? Wait… you didn't do that either" Lucas said sarcastically. Brooke didn't blame him… but that didn't make her any less upset.

"Or tomorrow… or next week… Lucas I don't know!"

"How long have you known?"

"Just since last night… and I wanted to make sure before I said anything" Brooke said as calmly as possible. Lucas was taking this worse than her if that was possible, and she hadn't thought it was.

"Ok… see the point of us being a couple, being engaged is to tell each other these things, how are we ever going to make it if you cant tell me something like that?"

"I was going to tell you ok? I just needed time to process it, Lucas please don't get mad over this"

"I'm not mad… I just wish I hadn't heard it from a 2 year old" Lucas sighed giving up on fighting with her, now he was an ass for yelling at his pregnant fiancé. He could see her trying to hold back her tears… but she wasn't doing a very good job of it. After a few more seconds of trying to comprehend what he had just found out, Lucas decided to ignore it all and just take care of her. He hugged her tight into his chest and kissed her forehead.

"I'm so scared…"

"Of what?"

"Everything… Its all just happening so fast, Lucas I don't want a baby… and what if Marshall finds out? Do you really think he's going to think we're that great then?" Brooke sobbed, Lucas could barely understand what she was saying.

"So we don't tell him until after… but Brooke you have to let me in on this stuff ok? Promise me"

"I promise"

"Ok now I think I'm going to go lie down… why don't you bring Ella and we'll start teaching her how not to talk…" Lucas sighed scratching his head. The whole not thinking about it thing was starting to wear off… and the fact that she was pregnant was starting to make him feel sick…

"What about your mother?"

"Plead the 5th on everything… we'll deal with her later"