Wow, I bet you guys would be really mad if I said that this chapter has been written and I just forgot to post it. So I'm not going to say that, what I will say is if that did happen I would apologize. (Sorry). Thank you guys for reading and reviewing, for the adds as well. It's always nice to know that people are interested in the that runs around in my head. xFauxdilocksx if you did happen to "accidently" remove Hilarie and Sophia from OTH Con I'm sure we could all pitch in for bail.
Chapter 4
"I cannot believe you two had a love child together and failed to mention it to us" Peyton said with mock indignation, throwing a tabloid on the table Brooke, Nathan and Jamie were sitting at in the diner as she and Haley walked up to it.
"Shut up Peyt" Brooke said as she moved the paper from in front of her, still slightly annoyed at this latest bit of gossip.
"I mean what did you name it?" Peyton said as she kissed Brooke on the forehead and slid into the booth beside her making everyone laugh.
"Hey, we would make a cute kid!" Nathan said only to receive a slap in the gut by Haley who had slid in next to him and a glare from Brooke.
"Is this the little tike?" Peyton asked, reaching across Brooke and ruffling Jamie's hair as he laughed while he played with his handheld video game.
"Peyton, it's not funny" Brooke laughed through the pout she was trying to hold.
"I'm sorry, it's not" the blonde said as she kissed Brooke on the cheek this time, "But Nate, you could have been collecting child support from your baby mama all these years" she continued making everyone laugh again.
"I hate you right now" Brooke said sulkily to Peyton as she eyed the tabloid Nathan had picked up to read.
"Oh baby, no you don't" Peyton leaned in to kiss Brooke on the lips, "In fact, I have a video that has you screaming otherwise" she smirked, whispering the last part in Brooke's ear and then biting it.
Brooke turned beet red, but she couldn't even focus on her embarrassment for long because of her surprise at Haley spitting the orange juice she had been drinking across the table.
"Ew mama, that's gross" Jamie said wiping off his game.
"Great aim Tutor Mom, I'm sure that's considered child abuse somewhere" Brooke said as she wiped the little boy down with a napkin.
"I'm so sorry baby" Haley said as she reached across the table with a napkin of her own.
"Please tell me there's really a video tape?" Nathan begged Peyton, having completely disregarded the tabloid when he heard the blonde's whisper.
"A full tape" Peyton wiggled her eyebrows at him and laughed.
"Peyton!" Brooke all but shouted.
"Oh God" Nathan groaned as he clutched the tabloid in his hands and dropped his head on the table making Haley roll her eyes at him.
"What?" Peyton asked when Brooke glared at her.
"Will you just order something to put in your mouth please" the brunette said as she pushed a menu in her girlfriend's chest.
"So many jokes" Nathan mumbled as he kept his head on the table making the blonde laugh.
"Nathan knock it off, I swear you're such a child sometimes" Haley said as the waitress came up to the table to take their orders, effectively ending the conversation.
"Are you sure you guys are okay to keep Jamie for the next couple of days?" Haley asked Brooke and Peyton as they walked in the parking lot after having finished breakfast.
"For the last time Haley, yes" an exasperated Brooke answered.
"Yeah, it's like having a dog, except you have to feed him more right?" Peyton asked as she carried Jamie toward the cars.
"He only barks a little" Nathan said as he put his arm around Haley's shoulder.
"Hey, I don't bark" Jamie said as he continued to play his game.
"We'll call you Fido" Peyton said as she tickled Jamie's belly.
"Oh God" Haley groaned, "Maybe this was –'' she started to say but was interrupted by Brooke.
"Jesus Haley, she's just joking" her frustration with the mom started to kick in.
"She's right I am" Peyton said as she put Jamie down to answer her ringing cell phone, "Hey daddy…you'll never guess what happened, me and Brooke got a puppy" she laughed as she stepped away from the group to talk to her dad.
"Hales I swear I won't let her treat your child like a dog…and we'll only use one of those child backpack leashes when we go to the store" Brooke laughed as they approached her car.
"It's so funny until you guys have a kid, then we'll see who's laughing" Nathan said over his shoulder as he walked to Haley's car to get Jamie's booster seat.
"With a perfectionist and a neat freak as parents that kid is bound to need therapy" Haley smiled at Brooke.
"Hey, I am not a neat freak" Brooke said, wiggling Jamie by his shoulders as he stood in front of her.
"But you are a perfectionist. I remember you almost killed me in high school when you started COB" Nathan looked over the roof of his wife's car.
"Nate, you were sewing the buttons on the cuffs of the pants" Brooke said, remembering the time she thought about taking her friend's head off with a seam ripper.
"What did you expect from him back then, he was just shy of a textbook jock" Haley laughed at the memory.
"Hey at least I figured out how to sew…and those were a bold fashion statement" Nathan said as he walked back toward them with the booster seat and Jamie's overnight bag.
"Yeah well, hand to God, I'll do a better job with your son then you did as a seamstress" Brooke laughed as she took the duffle bag from Nathan's shoulder.
"And I would appreciate it to because he's my only namesake" he laughed.
"Just think of it this way, if we break this one, you can have another one" Peyton said, coming back into the conversation after ending her call.
Brooke wanted to ask Peyton what had happened with her dad, because the blonde's eyes were saying something completely different than what she was portraying. Looking at her she could also tell that the blonde didn't want to talk about it at the moment, so she had to let it go for now.
"Okay, you guys remember when his bed and naptimes are right?" Haley winced after the question came out of her mouth, her mothering going into overdrive as she prepared to leave the state her only child was in.
"Yeah yeah Tutor Mom, no ice cream for breakfast, jumping on the bed or running out in traffic, boring" Brooke said with a roll of her eyes as she opened the car door.
"I know all the scars he has Brooke" Haley laughed as she kissed the top of Jamie's head.
"Nothing a little concealer won't cover up until we're well outta town" Brooke said after she stepped back to let Nathan put the booster seat in the back of the car.
"You remember our phone numbers right Jamie?" Nathan joked from inside the car.
"What is it Peyton?" Haley said when she saw the other girl looking off into the parking lot.
"Just that stupid reporter again" the blonde pointed toward him as he snapped their pictures.
"Dammit" Brooke said as her earlier frustration with her privacy being invaded kicked in.
"It looks like that's going to be a problem" Haley said and then grabbed Nathan's arm as he started to walk towards the man, "Leave it alone Nate" she said, hoping that her husband wouldn't lose his temper.
"One fucking day without that guy hiding behind trashcans, blending in with brick walls or trying to pump information out of everyone" Brooke vented, "I expect this shit in New York, but not here" she flung her hand towards the reporter to emphasize her point.
"You guys sure you can keep Jamie?" Haley asked the same question again, but everyone knew it was for a completely different reason this time.
"We'll be fine Hales. When you come back, Jamie will be in one piece just like the day you bought him home and…" the blonde couldn't finish her sentence because Haley cut her off.
"And Aunt Brooke will watch her potty mouth, won't you Aunt Brooke?" Haley eyed the brunette with a stern look after hearing another expletive slip from her mouth.
"Nathan says way worse than I do, but yes, Aunt Brooke will watch her potty mouth" Brooke said, laughing when she heard Nathan smack his lips as he buckled Jamie into his seat.
"Thank you guys for watching Jamie" Haley said as she then Nathan hugged the three, said their goodbyes and were wished safe travels.
When Brooke and Peyton were in the car and headed down the road, Brooke couldn't take not knowing anymore and asked Peyton about the conversation she had had with her dad. When she had to ask the blonde twice, she knew it couldn't be anything good.
"He, he said he was thinking about staying up in Maine instead of coming back" the blonde said as she watched trees go by out the window.
"You're such a daddy's girl Peyt" Brooke said as she squeezed Peyton's hand that was on her thigh.
"He would have to be around for that to happen" the blonde said bitterly.
"I thought he said he was going to start slowing work down?" Brooke glanced in the rearview mirror and saw that Jamie had started playing his game again with the headphones in then looked over to Peyton, knowing that this topic really bothered her.
"Yeah, that's what he's been saying since we were 9" Brooke looked at Peyton again and saw green eyes rolling in the reflection of the window.
"What do you want to do baby?" Brooke asked, not really sure what to do about the situation herself.
"Nothing, it's his decision, he can do whatever he wants" Peyton said from the passenger seat.
Brooke knew that this was eating Peyton up, it was the one thing that bothered Peyton that she was never able to fix and she hated it. Brooke remembered Peyton coming to her house in tears the summer before high school saying that she thought her dad hated her. When Brooke asked why she would think that, the blonde gave her a list of examples. The fact that Larry Sawyer went back to work less than a week after Anna Sawyer had died and was never home more than a few days at a time had Brooke thinking about the glaring similarities to her own parents. Brooke knew that Larry loved Peyton, but she suspected that he never let himself grieve his late wife and being in the house that they built together, with his only child looking exactly like her mother, it might have been hard for him. The problem was that he never explained this to his daughter; he just went back to work and bought her whatever she wanted when he was in town, which wasn't for long. And though Peyton was a 24 year old adult who no longer lived with her dad, the brunette knew that when he did things like he's doing now, it just cut into the old wounds of her favorite blonde. Brooke made a mental to do list with only one thing on it: Call Larry Sawyer. Brooke would not have Peyton upset because yet another parent from Tree Hill couldn't get their shit together just a little for the sake of their children. She absolutely hated to see the blonde sad and God help the poor soul who was standing in the way of her making Peyton happy.
After taking Jamie miniature golfing for a couple of hours, then to a movie and dinner, Brooke and Peyton had effectively depleted the little boy's energy and decided to head home. As Peyton gathered a sleeping Jamie in her arms, Brooke grabbed their stuff out of the car; she also grabbed the mail out of the box as she made her way to the front door to unlock it. Walking into their house Brooke turned on the lights and dropped the bags by the door, the mail and keys on the side table and herself on the couch as she watched Peyton take Jamie's sleeping form to the guest room. Brooke heard Peyton come back into the living room and walk towards the door, she knew what the blonde was doing, she had done it every time they came home. With her heard lolled back on the couch, she could perfectly watch Peyton from her position. The blonde straightened the mail into a single pile and not just a mess, she placed Brooke's keys in the key bowl sitting on the same table Brooke had tossed her keys on, and she hung all the bags in the hallway closet right next to the front door.
"You're a freak" Brooke said as the blonde closed the closet door.
"And you're a slob, but these are just things we learn to live with" Peyton replied back, walking by the back of the couch.
"A slob?" Brooke asked incredulously as she grabbed Peyton's hand to stop her from walking by.
"Okay, maybe slob was too harsh…messy?" the blonde questioned as she was pulled closer.
"Really?" Brooke asked as she pulled the blonde again, this time making her stand over her while her head still rested on the back of the couch.
"Unorganized?" Peyton asked with a smile as she hovered over Brooke's upside down head.
"Horny" Brooke said as she pulled Peyton down into a kiss, "Really, really horny" she mumbled on the blonde's lips.
"No, you're crazy" Peyton broke their kiss, "Jamie's asleep in the next room" she finished as she pulled herself back into an upright position from behind the couch.
"Peyton please" Brooke whined as she let herself be pulled up from the couch, "We haven't had sex in like 3 weeks or something, I've already started to lose count" she said as she was led around the house while lights were flipped off.
"I thought you said you wouldn't whine about sex anymore?" Peyton slightly laughed as she turned the kitchen light off.
"That was when I was getting it all the time, you can't hold that comment against me now" Brooke dropped her forehead onto the back of Peyton's shoulder and wrapped her arms around her waist.
"Brooke, I was still in L.A. and you were in New York" Peyton reminded the brunette that her 'all the time' comment wasn't exactly true.
"Well we fucked more than this" Brooke mumbled from behind Peyton.
"No we didn't, so stop whining and watch your potty mouth Aunt Brooke" the blonde whispered as they made their way to their bedroom right across from the guest room.
As they closed the door to their room and got dressed for bed, Peyton listened to Brooke huff and mumble under her breath. Finishing and getting into bed Peyton turned to Brooke when she huffed again.
"I always find it quite amusing when you start acting like a big baby" the blonde said as she threw a leg over Brooke's waist and straddled her.
"Yeah well, don't act like this is anything new to you, you know how I get" Brooke said, automatically putting her hands on Peyton's hips to hold her in place and brought her closer to kiss her.
"Brooke, Jamie's across the hall" Peyton panted, breaking their kiss when she felt Brooke's hands slip under her shorts.
"That's why you should be really quite when I make you come baby" Brooke said against Peyton's throat as she continued to feel her up.
"Oh God" the blonde moaned as her girlfriend's thumb rubbed high inside her thigh.
"Shhh" Brooke bought Peyton's lips back to hers and started to kiss her again, this time slower than before.
Both girls were so startled by the knock on their bedroom door, that it made Peyton jump off and completely away from Brooke.
"Aunt Brooke?" Jamie's little voice whispered as the door opened.
"Yeah buddy, we're right here" Brooke said turning on the light on the nightstand as she tried to calm herself down.
"It was too dark in my room and I got scared, can I watch T.V. in here until I fall asleep?" Jamie asked with puppy dog eyes.
"Of course you can buddy, just don't tell your mom" Peyton said as she threw back the covers, "What do you want to watch?" she continued, grabbing the remote and catching Brooke out of the corner of her eye sulkily flop back on the bed.
"Jimmy Neutron or The Fairly Odd Parents, but I like Jimmy more" Jamie said as he crawled in between the two women and pulled the covers over himself.
"Yeah, Jimmy's way better" Peyton said finding the show and lying back when Brooke turned the light off. She almost laughed out loud when she looked at Brooke over Jamie's head and saw the pout she wore with her arm thrown over her eyes. She could be such a baby sometimes.
When Brooke's bladder woke her up in the middle of the night, all of her earlier frustration was gone at the sight in her bed. Well most of her frustration was gone; she still had an unsolved problem. But the image of Jamie with his head on Peyton's chest and a leg and arm thrown lazily over her was the most adorable thing she had ever seen. Getting back into bed she gently leaned over to kiss Peyton on the forehead so she didn't wake her. As Brooke lay back down to fall asleep, she thought that she might just be the luckiest person in the world if this is what she and Peyton's forever would feel like.