A/N: Here is the final chapter of the story. I really hope you all enjoyed it and loved where I have set these characters up. What I can tell you about the sequel is that they will all be going back to Tree Hill, the place that started it all.
Chapter Sixteen: The Epic Epilogue
HALEY AND PEYTON
Three Years Later:
Twenty one year old, Peyton Sawyer walks into her California home with a tired sigh. It was her second month as being assistant to the assistant and Sire Records and even though the money was good, she wasn't really doing anything and it bothered her.
Peyton places her purse on the table and stops just outside the kitchen so she can listen to the voices inside.
"James, please eat your apples," Haley pleads with her almost three year old son.
"Mama, I no wans to."
Peyton smiles at Jamie's attempt not to eat his fruit. It was time for her to see her family.
"James Lucas Sawyer, I hope you're listening to your mama."
Jamie Sawyer turns in his seat and smiles when he spots his mommy walking over to him.
"I no wans to."
Peyton kneels down next to her son.
"Well than I guess you won't get to see your Uncle Nathan on TV."
Jamie quickly turns around and shoves some apples into his mouth. Peyton rolls her eyes and walks over to her wife.
"Hey there beautiful."
Haley grins before giving her wife a kiss.
"Hello, dinner is waiting in the oven for you."
"Thank you and I'm sorry I am late again."
Haley shakes her head.
"It's alright, Jamie and I were just playing some games, but I really hope that after you eat that you can spend some one on one time with him. I have finals babe, and I really need to study."
Peyton nods her head.
"Of course, I need some mommy and son time anyway."
Peyton and Haley turn to look at their son, both remembering when the subject of kids came up.
3 Years Earlier
Peyton sits up in bed and just stares at her wife.
"Are you serious?" Peyton asks.
Haley bites the bottom of her lip.
"Yeah, baby I don't know if we're ready and I know I am only eighteen years old, but we got married at sixteen and with our friends having kids right now I can't help, but think why not us."
"You may have a point, but I have tons of reasons why we shouldn't right now. Haley, we just moved here a month ago and now you're talking about children."
"Peyton, I know the reason why we bought a two bedroom house wasn't because you wanted a study."
Peyton rolls her eyes and lies back down.
"You may be right about that, but I want to be able to provide for our family and the procedure itself is going to cost a lot."
"I still have the money from the tour. I never spent any money so I have enough for the procedure the question is am I doing this alone?"
Peyton kisses her wife.
"You aren't doing this alone, but who did you have in mind for a donor? Do you want one of our friends or do you want it to be anonymous?"
"I'm hoping we can get either Lucas or Nathan, but considering they will have their own children, I don't know."
"We'll ask them both."
"Mama?" Jamie asks from the table.
Haley snaps out of her thoughts and turns to her son.
"What is it baby?"
"All done," Jamie says as he holds up his plate.
Both Haley and Peyton grin. Peyton grabs her son from the chair and Jamie starts giggling.
"Come on buddy, mama has to study."
Haley laughs as she watches Peyton fly their son upstairs.
"Thank you Lucas," Haley whispers to the now quiet kitchen.
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Peyton sits down on the floor in her son's room. The great debate while Haley was pregnant was the color of the nursery's walls. Haley wanted yellow and Peyton wanted green. They knew they were having a son, but they didn't want to go to the traditional blue, it was boring. So they had settled on a compromise. The walls were to be green and Jamie's name was written in yellow.
Jamie crawls into his mother's lap and puts his hand on her face. Peyton grins down at her son.
"What can I do for you young man?"
"You sad?" Jamie asks with innocent blue eyes.
"A little, I miss you and mama a lot."
It was true, Peyton spent most of her days and some of her nights working and she hated it. She never really had her dad growing up and she knew Haley's parents were never really there either. She had told herself that when she had a family she wouldn't neglect them, but she feels like she does every day. They just really needed money at this point.
"Quit."
Peyton laughs at her son's answer.
"I can't right now Jamie, but one of these days I will. Has your mama been doing her work?"
Jamie nods his head.
"Yep, mama had lots a books out."
Peyton grins and kisses her son's forehead.
"That's good, she's gotta study."
"I wants ta study."
"You will soon buddy, trust me on that one. Your mama didn't get her nickname tutor-girl for nothing."
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After watching a few minutes of the Duke, Carolina game on TV. Peyton tucked her sleeping son into his bed, kissed him goodnight, shut off the light and headed downstairs to see her wife who was sitting at the kitchen table with books opened all around.
"How's the studying going?" Peyton asks as she pulls out a chair.
Haley sets her glasses down on the table and sighs.
"Pretty good, I think I can do pretty well on these finals."
"That's good, two more years and you'll be finished."
Haley smiles at her wife.
"Just two more years, wow Jamie will be five."
"I don't want Jamie to go to school here," Peyton says out of the blue. "I just don't want him to."
Haley sets her pen on the table and looks back at her wife.
"Okay, where do you want him to go? He is only five."
Peyton bites the bottom of her lip and then lets it go.
"I was thinking we could move back to Tree Hill. I'll put two more years at Sire Records, you can finish your schooling and do your student teaching here and then you can find a job in Tree Hill."
"But what about you?"
Peyton shrugs her shoulders.
"I have you and Jamie and that's all I need."
"If that's what you want we will do it. Two years and we'll move back."
BROOKE AND LUCAS
"Another rejection letter," Lucas says as he places his mail on the table in his New York apartment.
Brooke looks up from the table and sighs. It was like that every time the mall came. Lucas would get a rejection letter in the mail for his book all the time. It was only on their honeymoon did Brooke find out about the book.
Two Years Earlier:
Brooke sits up in bed and fixes her just been fucked hair. Lucas walks in and hands Brooke a stack of papers.
"What's this?" Brooke asks as she grabs them.
"It's my manuscript," Brooke looks up at him in confusion. "I started writing it senior year, but I was afraid to tell anybody about it."
"An Unkindness of Ravens," Brooke looks up at her new husband. "What's it about?"
Lucas grins.
"Us and David and our friends."
"Wow Luke, I never even knew. Can I read it?" Brooke asks with a grin.
"Sure, but after our honeymoon."
"All it takes is one person Lucas. Sooner or later your book will get picked up."
Lucas sighs and sits down on the couch next to his wife. His son was watching cartoons on the TV.
"I'm not going to worry about it right now anyway. I have school to think about, but enough about me, what about you? How are things with your mother?"
Brooke rolls her eyes at the mention of her mother.
"Things are all right. We are getting the ball rolling and things look promising. I think Clothes over Bro's will be big one day."
"It will," Lucas says for sure. "There's no way it couldn't."
"Mommy?" David asks from his spot on the floor.
"What is it Davey?" Brooke asks with a smile.
"When can I see Jamie again?"
Brooke and Lucas grin at their son's question. When Haley and Peyton wanted to have a child Lucas was the first one they had asked. Brooke was excited about the idea. Her and her best friend's kids would be brothers and that was awesome. Lucas agreed, but didn't want to interfere with their parenting so he signed his rights away letting Peyton legally adopt James Lucas Sawyer as her own.
"I'm not sure buddy, but we'll set some time up soon okay."
"Okay."
David turns back to the TV and Brooke leans her head on her husband's shoulder.
"Do you think David or Jamie will have the heart condition?"
Lucas sighs. Sometimes he hated half of his genes.
"I'm not sure, but we'll handle it if it's David and Peyton and Haley will handle it if it's Jamie. There is nothing to worry about except for paying for pills if it turns out to be David. That won't be for awhile anyway."
"Can you believe we all are married now?" Brooke asks.
Lucas chuckles.
"Before I knew that Haley was a lesbian I had always thought she would end up with Nathan."
Brooke chuckles and shakes her head.
"Oh my god, could you just imagine. Nathan had a thing for her and everything, but Haley belongs with Peyton without a doubt."
"I know that Brooke and besides Nathan now has a wife and a little girl who is so adorable."
"I'm sorry," Brooke replies sadly.
"For what?"
"I'm sorry that I can't give you a little girl. I'm sorry I can't have any more children."
Lucas grabs Brooke and brings her into his arms.
"Brooke, that doesn't matter to me. You gave me our son and for that I will always be thankful. It doesn't matter if you can't have any more children. I don't care about that because as long as I have you and David, that's all that matters."
David runs up to his mother and climbs on her lap.
"Why are you crying mommy?" David asks with innocence. Lucas grins at his son's face.
"Oh I'm not baby, I was just thinking that's all."
David wipes his hands all over his mother's face.
"No more tears."
Brooke and Lucas both laugh.
"No more tears baby, I promise."
David kisses his mother's lips and turns to his father.
"Don't make her cry!"
Lucas's eyes widen in surprise. He was just scolded by his son. Brooke grins behind David's head.
"I won't make her cry."
"Good."
David doesn't move from his spot in his mother's lap and turns his attention back to the TV.
"Are you going to let me take to your mommy alone?" Lucas asks his son.
"Nope."
Brooke laughs and starts tickling her son. Lucas looks at his family and smiles. His rejection letters didn't matter anymore as long as he had his wife and son.
RACHEL AND NATHAN:
"Madeline, please step away from the window," Rachel asks of her daughter as she enters the living room of her North Carolina home.
Madeline Brooke Scott turned away from the window with a pout.
"I want daddy."
Rachel walks over to her daughter and picks her up in her arms.
"I know baby, but daddy is meeting his agent and he will be home shortly, I promise."
Madeline sighs against her mother's neck.
"I guess."
"You're daddy will be home soon bug, I promise."
Rachel sets her daughter on the ground with a smile.
"What would you like to do until daddy gets here?"
Madeline grins up at her mommy with her dark red-ish hair gathering in her face.
"Basketball."
"Of course you do. Well go grab your ball and we will head outside."
Rachel watches as her three year old runs out of the room to go grab what she needed for outside. Madeline had a small basketball hoop set out in the backyard on Nathan's suggestion.
"Mommy, watch this!" Maddie demands once they get outside.
Rachel watches as Maddie runs up to the hoop and slams it into the net.
"Way to go bug, awesome job."
"I think we're going to have a Scott in the NBA."
Rachel turns around in surprise at the voice behind her, but before she can greet her husband she sees Maddie fly past her and into Nathan's arms.
"Daddy I missed you."
Nathan twirls his daughter around and laughs at the squeal she makes.
"I love you too Bug."
Nathan sets his daughter on the ground when Rachel reaches him. He leans down and kisses his wife soundly on the lips. He pulls apart when he hears giggling coming from his daughter.
"What are you giggling about?"
"Nothing," Maddie says in her cute voice.
"How'd it go?" Rachel asks when Nathan turns his attention back to her.
"Guaranteed sixth pick for the Sonics," Nathan says with a grin.
Rachel squeals and wraps her arms and legs around her husband's body.
"Baby, I'm so happy for you."
"Daddy made it to the NBA," Maddie squeals as she jumps up and down.
Nathan sets Rachel back down on the ground and Rachel looks around at her home.
"I guess we're moving to Seattle then huh?"
"Rachel, remember what we talked about once we got to Duke? I told you that if I were to get my shot that you didn't have to follow me everywhere. I would still see you and Maddie."
Rachel shakes her head at Nathan.
"I made a promise to you on our wedding day and I plan to hold up to that promise."
1 Year Earlier:
"Rachel, I remember when we first met. The moment I saw you on the rivercourt changed the rest of my life and now I have a beautiful little girl. I'm not infatuated with my married best friend, but you gave me a chance at love. You saved my life and I promise that I will be there for you, forever and ever."
"You Nathan Scott changed so much for me. We were in high school and wanted nothing more than to be the person that you were in love with, but you weren't until you got it through your thick skull that Haley was taken."
The invited guest all laughed at what Rachel had said.
"But eventually you looked at me and saw me and not Haley. You fell in love with me and gave me this incredible family and a beautiful little girl. I promise from here on out that I go where you go, so when the time comes and it will come for you to have your shot in the NBA, Maddie and I will be there, forever and ever."
Nathan nods his head with a smile.
"Alright, I was just making sure."
"I can transfer to a school in Seattle. It's really not that hard. I can get my degree anywhere."
"You're still planning on business, right?"
Rachel nods her head.
"Yep and eventually I will start my own. I mean Brooke is already doing that. I just think that at some point we need to move back to Tree Hill. It's where everything started and I think Maddie would love it there."
"I think so too."
"Then it's settled, when your contract is up with the Sonics, we move to Tree Hill when you get called to play for the Charlotte Bobcats."
Nathan smiles and nods his head.
"Absolutely."
A/N: So, there it is. I do have things in mind for the Sequel and that will eventually come. Hopefully it won't take too long, I would really like to write it completely out and post chapters each week. I've told myself time and time again that it would be easier, but I always get ahead of myself.
