A/N: Sorry this is up later, but I've been busy writing for the next update of I Need You Now. Since I'm almost done with that chapter I figured I would post this chapter now.

As for the order in which the new stories I will be starting, I'm giving it another week before I tell you. Votes in my profile are really low, but votes from reviews are huge…I have to do some tallies and then I have to plan the story…

I'll be working on one of the new stories after I finish writing You Found Me, the sequel to How to Save a Life, which is currently being written as we speak. I want to be almost finished with writing that story until I post it so you have to wait a little bit longer on that.

Enjoy the Chapter.

Chapter Twenty-One: I'm Not Losing You

It had been two weeks since the Logan incident and Julian and Sam have barely spoken. Brooke was their go between and she really hated that job. She loved her fiancé and she loved Sam, but she just wanted the father daughter duo to start talking again.

In the mornings, everyone would sit down and have breakfast together, in silence unless it was to say 'pass the milk'.

And here they all were on the first day of the third week, sitting at the table getting ready to eat breakfast.

"Pass the milk," Julian states at his fiancé.

Brooke looked from Julian to Sam.

"No."

Both sets of eyes looked at her.

"Two weeks. It's been two weeks and you two have barely said two words to each other. Well that's going to change now. Sam, normally, I'm sure you would have spoken to your mom about your problems with your father, but she's gone. I get that. It doesn't mean you keep everything inside," Brooke turned to Julian. "And you," Julian looks up from his bowl. "I love you and I know you loved Sara and I know you are upset about what happened, but do NOT let this ruin your relationship with your daughter. I didn't have a father growing up and I wished I had. You two have the most amazing relationship that I have ever seen. Don't ruin it for something not worth ruining it for." Brooke stands up from the table and places her hands on her hips. "I am leaving and you two are going to stay here and work it out." Both Julian and Sam look away. "I mean it!"

Brooke storms out of the house after grabbing her purse and keys. Julian looked towards his daughter. Sam ignored him and poured milk into her bowl and started eating her food.

"Pass the milk."

Sam sighs and passes the milk to her father. They didn't say a word.

-WLOM-

"They are the worst stubborn people I have ever met! I mean come on, two weeks without saying two words to each other. It's freaking ridiculous. Isn't it?" Brooke turned to the person sitting on the couch of the Scott household.

Jamie looked at Brooke confused while she continued to rant…again.

"I don't know what to do anymore Jamie," Brooke huffed and sat down next to her godson. "Do you have any insight for me?"

"My momma says that when two people are fighting it means they can't find the words to say. Yelling just kind of takes over."

Brooke smiles down at her godson.

"You may have a point Jamie. I just want Julian and Sam to be back to the way they are."

"It's okay, Aunt Brooke. You still have me," Jamie says with a bright smile.

Brooke chuckles and ruffles his hair.

"Tell me Jamie, why are you so smart?"

"Because of me," Haley says as she walks into the room with a smile. "Sorry it took me so long. So, what were you ranting to my son earlier about?"

"Julian and Sam are still not talking," Jamie stated before leaving the room.

Haley smiles as she watches her son walk away. He was super smart and she loved him.

"Was what happened really that bad?" Haley questions as she sits down. "I mean, yes, it was wrong for Sam to lie to everybody especially Logan, but they didn't do anything besides kiss."

"I know, but I have a feeling that there's more to this story then what I have noticed."

"Then you need to talk to him, sweetie."

"Not until he fixes things with his daughter."

-WLOM-

"We can't keep doing this. Brooke is right and quite frankly she can be kind of scary. We need to fix whatever this is. Why are you so upset?"

Julian looked up from his book and sighed. He knew that the anger that he had for his daughter had dissipated a few days after their argument, but he had realized some things from the silent days he had not talking to his daughter. She was growing up and she was growing up way too fast for him. His daughter was dating and her first choice for a boyfriend was for someone who was twenty years old.

Watching Sam grow up was hard for him. Her first words were dada. Her first smile was directed at him. Her first steps were towards him and Sara.

Now here she was 16 years old and she's not that little girl anymore and it broke his heart. Was it too hard to ask for her to stay his little girl forever?

"You're not my little girl anymore," Julian whispers as he closes his eyes. "When you were born, you were so beautiful and you still are just ten times more. I remember your mom breastfeeding you and you were holding onto my finger. You opened your eyes and looked at me," Sam sat down as tears fell from her and Julian's eyes. "And you just kept the grip and now I realize that you finally let go and I'm not handling that so well."

"Daddy, I'm never letting go. I'm just holding on differently. You've got to see that. Daddy, I already lost mom, there's no way I'm losing you, too."

Julian places his book down on the table and hugs his daughter for dear life.

"I love you so much, baby girl."

"I love you, too, daddy."

When Brooke returned home she smiled when she saw Sam and Julian asleep on the couch, Sam in Julian's arms.