"I'm a bloody genius" Brooke giggled.
"Why?" Lucas asked, looking up from unpacking.
"Because I figured out what 'la ville de Paris' means!"
"The city of Paris?"
"How did you know that, Lucas? You took Spanish freshman year!" Brooke whined.
"How do you know THAT?" Lucas asked.
"Umm…ok translate this mister: tour Eiffel"
"The Eiffel tower?" Lucas asked, laughing. "Brooke, that's just obvious stuff"
"How come I suck at French?" Brooke pouted. Lucas laughed and pulled her into a hug.
"You don't suck at French" Lucas laughed.
"You're gonna have to talk for me"
"I promise I will make sure you get a good deal on all of those expensive purses you want" Lucas laughed.
"Good" Brooke giggled. "I love France; it's always been my dream country to visit"
"Glad you came?" Lucas asked, wrapping his arm around her.
"Of course! Lucas, this is perfect for us and…" Brooke giggled, touching her forehead to his. "It's so romantic"
"I knew you were gonna say that" Lucas laughed, kissing her. "Now get ready, the tour bus leaves in an hour"
"Oh gosh" Brooke said, running to the bathroom.
Lucas watched her race on her tiptoes to the bathroom and smiled to himself. He was glad he had brought Brooke to Paris. She deserved it.
Meanwhile…
"Nathan my parents are in the house!" Haley giggled.
"They're never gonna hear us in this gigantic mansion"
"STILL its weird to have sex when you're parents are in the same house!"
Nathan pouted and kissed her.
"No, Nathan" Haley giggled and wriggled out of his grasp. "Lets play a board game"
"Let's play a board game? Or have sex?" Nathan asked.
"You are a horny little boy, aren't you?" Haley giggled.
"That I am…" Nathan laughed.
"Look, Lucas, it's the Eiffel Tower!" Brooke shrieked.
"Yeah" Lucas laughed at Brooke snapping away with her digital camera.
"Hey, what are you laughing at?" Brooke asked.
"You're such a cute tourist" Lucas laughed. "I couldn't help it"
"Shut up Lucas how many times am I going to be in Paris in my lifetime? Probably only once!" Brooke said.
"I know, I know…" Lucas laughed, snaking his arms around her waist.
"You've gotta kiss me under the Eiffel Tower" Brooke said. "It's only a must that we do so"
"Ok…" Lucas said, pulling her into a kiss.
"Yay, I got a picture!" Brooke giggled.
"What?" Lucas laughed. "You have an obsession with kissing people and taking pictures of it, don't you?"
"Yep" Brooke giggled. "I'm hungry"
"Ok, let's go get us some French food" Lucas laughed.
A few hours later and many tourist sites later, Brooke and Lucas collapsed on the soft bed.
"So" Lucas said, stroking her hair as they lay there. "You're not too tired, right? I mean, with the baby and everything?" Lucas asked.
"No, I'm only a couple weeks pregnant, Lucas" Brooke laughed. "I won't be tired and hormonal for another 3 or 4 weeks"
"Good" Lucas laughed.
"Yeah" Brooke whispered. "Are you scared?"
"Terrified" Lucas said. "It scares the hell out of me to think about being such a young father"
"Are you excited?" Brooke asked.
"Yeah, kind of" Lucas said.
"Would you rather it not be happening?" Brooke asked.
"Yeah, much rather" Lucas replied without thinking.
"Oh, ok, so you'd rather I have an abortion?" Brooke asked, heating up.
"No, no, that's not what I meant!"
"Ok, so you'd rather not have fallen in love with me and then slept with me"
"No, Brooke!" Lucas said. "I'd rather you hadn't gotten pregnant"
"So you regret sleeping with me?"
"No, I don't…" Lucas said. "Why are you haranguing me to within an inch of my sanity? Name a single 18 year old boy who wants a baby!" Lucas said.
"You know what, Lucas? No 18 year old boy wants a baby, but I've also learned and now you've demonstrated that no 18 year old cares about who he gets pregnant and what happens to her or his kid" Brooke shouted, getting off the bed and heading for the door.
"Where are you going?" Lucas asked, sitting up.
"Outside!" Brooke snapped.
"You're going to freeze, Brooke, its like below zero!" Lucas said.
"Why would you care what happens to me?" Brooke demanded.
"Don't be stupid you know I care" Lucas said.
"And telling me you wish I'd never gotten pregnant is a good way of showing that, Lucas" Brooke spat, grabbing her coat and flouncing out of the door. Lucas shook his head and rubbed his eyes. The hormones must start early.
"Brooke!" he called after her. "Brooke!"
Brooke ran down the hallway and up to the stairs that led to the roof. She climbed noisily up the stairs, the tears now starting to flow. She got to the roof and sat down, leaning against the wall.
"My, my, Brooke Davis, what is making you so upset?" a familiar oily voice asked.
"Felix?"
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