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Part 55

"Thanks." Nathan said as Lucas handed him a can of soda and sat down beside him. "You really didn't have to come back, not much anyone can do right now anyway."

Lucas shrugged. "Better than being at home right now." He said. Karen was still upset with him but hadn't said anything else to him. "So," He began, drinking from his own can as he eyed the closed door that Haley was behind. "Your mom still in with her?"

"Yeah." Nathan replied.

"This happen a lot?"

Nathan chuckled. "According to the nurses, they see it all the time, especially with first time mom's."

"Pretty scary though."

Nathan shrugged, he hadn't been scared, not completely, mostly he'd been eagerly awaiting the chance to meet his son in person. "I think Haley's more upset than anything, she thought this was finally it." He laughed quietly. "You should have seen her glaring at the Doc when he told us she wouldn't be giving birth tonight. Man, he ran out of that room as quick as he could."

Lucas grinned. He could picture Haley doing that. "But it could be anytime now, right?"

"Yeah." He said easily. "But she's supposed to carry on like normal until she goes into labour for real."

"So she wasn't in labour this time?"

"She was, but it stopped, and the baby hasn't shifted so the Doc thinks it's just her body getting ready for the big event." Nathan explained. "They're letting her out first thing in the morning. Which is good, Haley wasn't planning on missing her exam even if she had to bring Junior along with her."

They both laughed at that.

"What are you two up to?"

Deb stood staring at the pair, it was actually really nice seeing her son and his half-brother getting on so well considering how long they had spent hating each other. She took part of the blame for that but with Dan out of the picture for now, gone off to wherever he was, no doubt with a women half his age, she wanted to enjoy the chance to see her family without the added tension he always seemed to cause.

"Nothing much." Nathan replied. "You taking off now?" He asked his mom. It was a quarter to three in the morning and he was about ready to get some sleep himself.

"Yeah." Debbie replied. She smiled at the thought that it wouldn't be much longer before she became a grandmother, she might not like that title but she couldn't wait to hold that precious little boy in her arms for the first time. "I'll be back in the morning to pick both of you up though." She reminded her son before leaning down and kissing his cheek. "Take care of both of them, and get some rest. You look like you need it."

Nathan chuckled as his mom left them and headed for her car.

He was tired, exhausted actually, but he wasn't sure he wanted to close his eyes. He was going to be a father. Just thinking that made him shake his head in wonderment. The fear that he was too young for the responsibility and pressure of all that would be expected of him was beginning to fade.

Lucas watched a tear roll down his brother's face, seemingly unnoticed by Nathan. "You okay, man?" He asked quietly.

"What?" Nathan turned to Lucas only now realising he was on the verge of crying and quickly wiped his hands over his face. "Yeah...just, you know," He shrugged helplessly not sure he had the words to explain how he was feeling at this moment. "He's going to be here any day now. It's...scary, terrifying, amazing, exciting...all of it, I just can't wait."

Lucas grinned. "Yeah, I know."

Nathan shook his head again and finished the rest of his drink. It was nice talking to Lucas but he'd rather be spending this time with Haley. He stood up and Lucas stood with him, he pulled the blonde into a hug. "Thanks for sticking around."

"No problem."

"I'll talk to you tomorrow." Nathan said as they eased apart.

Lucas nodded at him.

"Night."

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A buzzing noise was what finally woke Peyton.

With a groan and a stifled yawn she blinked her eyes open and looked around for the offending object. It was her cell phone that she'd set the alarm on. They had somewhere to go before school and she hadn't wanted to risk being late.

Especially given how difficult it could be to wake up her best friend.

She looked down at the figure snuggled against her as her hand reached over and grabbed at her phone. She turned it off and then repositioned her arm back around Brooke.

"'Bout time you woke up and switched that damn thing off." Brooke mumbled against Peyton.

Peyton grinned. "Well I aim to please, sorry for the delay, but I guess I was tired."

Brooke laughed into Peyton's chest. Then finally she lifted her head, shifting her arms until she rested her head on her hand and trailed a finger up along the centre of the blonde's chest. "Poor baby, did someone ware you out?" She asked softly.

Peyton sighed happily, she'd been worried how Brooke would react after last night but she seemed to be handling things in her usual Brooke-ish way. Head on, just like always.

She threaded her fingers through the soft strands of Brooke's hair. Peyton didn't want to make light of what they'd done, it had been a big step for Brooke and she wanted to acknowledge it. "Well, I wouldn't say you wore me out, but you definitely made it hard to sleep."

"Is that so?" Brooke asked with a grin. She actually felt great, they'd both kept most of their sleep clothes on and things hadn't gone much further than kissing and some light touching, but she hadn't had any bad reaction to any of it which she'd been very afraid of.

Peyton nodded up at her.

"Well then, guess I'm showering alone." Brooke said before getting out of bed and heading towards the bathroom, but not before glancing over her shoulder and getting a good look at the blonde laying on the bed with her mouth open.

I've totally still got it!

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Brooke was slightly disappointed Peyton didn't join her after all but as she stepped out of the bathroom she smiled as the blonde stood there waiting on her. "Hi?" She questioned, wondering what was up. She only had a towel wrapped around her so she still had to get dressed.

"I cooked breakfast." Peyton blurted out before blushing.

"Really?" Brooke eased past the blonde into the bedroom to dress. Usually Peyton's idea of cooking breakfast was a bowl of cereal.

"Yeah, well, I thought...anyway." Peyton mumbled as she followed after Brooke and watched her slip into a pair of sweet pants and tee. "Here, let me do that." She said stepping closer and taking the towel from Brooke and using it to try and rid her hair of any excess water.

"Thanks." Brooke said, she wasn't sure but there was something off with the blonde. It wasn't that she'd never made an offer like that before, it was just, the way she was acting was different. Shy almost.

Brooke studied Peyton from the corner of her eye as the blonde dried her hair. There was still a faint hint of red on her cheeks and it made her lips curl upwards.

"What?" Peyton asked softly.

"I think my hair's dry." Brooke replied just as quietly, but her eyes were twinkling.

"Oh. Yeah." Peyton swallowed nervously and her hands gripped the towel not knowing what to do with it now. "Uh, so...breakfast."

Brooke reached over and took the towel out of the blonde's hands and dropped it at her feet as she inched closer. "The most important meal of the day apparently." She said smiling at her girlfriend.

Peyton licked her lips as Brooke stepped into her personal space. Not that she minded, but with Brooke this near it was hard to think. "Breakfast." She repeated in a whisper.

Brooke gave her a cocky grin. "We'll get to that." She insisted before lifting her chin a pressing her lips against Peyton's and slipped her hands around the blonde's waist.

For her part Peyton was now more than willing to let breakfast wait as she returned Brooke's attentions with equal fervour.

Last night was a conformation of sorts.

Of just how much both of them wanted things between them to progress in a more physical way.

Although Peyton had no intention of ever placing any sort of pressure on Brooke, she had to admit she was looking forward to the day she could fully express just how much she loved and cared for the brunette. She had never been more aroused than she had been last night and things had been kept almost at a PG level.

It really had nothing to do with what you did, it was more about how much you felt inside for the person who could steal your breath away with nothing more than a look.

Reluctantly Peyton turned her head and broke her lips free and gasped for air. She kept her arms around Brooke's shoulders not wanting to let go completely, but as Brooke began dropping wet kisses onto her neck she had to work hard a stifling a moan of appreciation.

God, she's not playing fair.

"Breakfast...ugh..."

Brooke grinned into Peyton's neck and tugged at a patch of skin with her teeth and almost laughed out load as the blonde groaned.

"Hm?" She asked against Peyton's throat, she was disappointed that Peyton had gotten dressed while she'd been showering but that didn't stop her snaking a hand beneath her t-shirt to scratch the small of Peyton's back.

"Ah," Peyton had to swallow hard to try and regain focus. Then she remembered. "Cold. Breakfast. It's getting cold." She dipped her head down and captured Brooke's lips, invading her mouth in a heated kiss before pulling away and out of Brooke's arms before they could hold her in place.

Brooke sighed as Peyton escaped, she watched the blonde panting for a moment before pouting as she realised Peyton wouldn't be returning to continue that kiss anytime soon.

Shame.

"So, breakfast?" Brooke asked softly which seemed to settle Peyton more as the blonde smiled at her and took her hand.

"Yeah." Peyton said. "I made you breakfast."

Accepting the moment had passed, at least for now, Brooke allowed herself to be guided by the hand out of their bedroom and towards the kitchen.

Brooke stopped and blinked as she was assaulted with the smells of pancakes and coffee.

Peyton had actually cooked without burning the place to the ground.

A smile broke out across her face as she stared at the food. There was also juice and a plate of muffins as well as toast and jelly.

Peyton glanced nervously at Brooke as she paused in the kitchen. Her hands were sweaty but she didn't want to let go of Brooke just yet. "I hope it's all edible," She said jokingly. "I just wanted to-"

Brooke cut her off with a kiss. "It's lovely. Thank you."

Peyton beamed at her even as she blushed in embarrassment.

"Come on, wouldn't want all that effort to go to waste now would we?" Brooke asked as she led Peyton over to the breakfast and they both sat down. She had to laugh when Peyton reluctantly let go of her hand only to pout in disappointment.

God, how did I get so lucky. Brooke shook her head and shared a smile with the blonde before cutting into the mound of pancakes in front of her.

"These are great Peyton!" Brooke exclaimed around a mouthful.

Peyton shrugged casually but she was enormously pleased that Brooke seemed to like the food. It wasn't much by any stretch of the imagination, but she'd just wanted to do something nice for Brooke after last night.

"Here."

Peyton turned her head and was met by a forkful of pancakes as Brooke held them towards her. Grinning she accepted the offer and then leaned over in the hopes of a kiss which Brooke granted before they both eased apart and just smiled at each other.

It was going to be a great day.

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AN/

Sorry for the extended delay I'd give you all an excuse but I doubt you'd believe me ;)

I just can't be trusted. I did warn you guys about that didn't I?

Well then no complaints please.

Hope you guys are all well and I'll try to do better next time.

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