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Chapter One: Introducing The Scotts
"Lucas Eugene Scott" were the words that awakened the head of the Scott household from his peaceful slumber and as his eyes met with the darkness of night instead of the bright morning sun he knew that it couldn't be anything good.
Sitting up in bed the man rubbed his eyes and tried to shake away the early morning haze he found himself in before glancing at the digital clock on his night stand.
It was one a.m.
"Wonderful" he whispered into the empty master suite. He had an important business meeting tomorrow that promised to bring millions to Scott Enterprises so being on top of his game was a must.
The man had worked hard over the past several years to build the now multimillion dollar business that was heading steadily up to the billion dollar mark. What was so amazing about it was that he had done it all on his own without taking a single penny from his wife or her very well to do family. His pride simply wouldn't allow him to. He wanted to be a self made man and not one of these snobby upper class ass clowns who had to rely on money from their daddy's and wives without really having to put their blood sweat and tears into it. All the struggles and adversities that make success that much more rewarding.
He could remember many days where he would have to work two or sometimes even three jobs everyday to support his family while drawing up his plans for his dealership business. He was always tired as hell but he was determined to show his sons that if you want something badly enough you have to be willing to put your all into it without accepting hand outs. That was a real man's way of doing things, plus it builds character and makes for a stronger work ethic.
He just hoped that his son's latest misadventure didn't cost him big in the board room this morning.
"Do you have any idea how worried I was? And gees Lucas what is that God awful smell?"
He instantly knew from the high pitched and extremely agitated voice of his wife that their son had been caught sneaking in after a night out with the guys, yet again and was more then likely intoxicated.
The next words he heard proved his theory correct.
"Mooom" his son's voice slurringly replied "I was just having some fun and I don't stink. It's just the alcohol thank you very much"
Dan had to smile a little despite himself. Lucas was a horrible liar on a good day and when he was under the influence his already ineffective skills became nonexistent.
Throwing back his covers the man made his way into the hallway and wasn't surprised when he saw the backside of his younger son Nathan. The boy idolized his older sibling and was always amused and fascinated by everything the blond said and did. Even when he was just a toddler he would imitate the words and the movements of his big brother. It was hilarious and constantly entertained him greatly when Lucas would get annoyed and try to shake his second shadow but Nathan was relentless and would always find a way to catch up to his older brother.
Those where the good old days.
"Hey" he whispered directly into the boy's ear, causing him to practically jump out of his skin.
"Umm hey Dad" the fourteen year old replied as he tried to cover up his nervousness by folding his arms across his chest and leaning up against the wall just as Lucas would.
"Ease dropping again son?"
"Ease dropping Dad, please you could hear Mom a mile away"
"Right, so want to give me an explanation as to why you're standing here as opposed to being in bed where you belong?"
The boy searched his father's face to see if he could predict his mood before responding.
"I wanted a better view"
"Cute" the man said as he casually walked over to the boy, laying a firm hand on his shoulder and guiding him back towards his room.
"Come on Dad be realistic. It's not like I'm not going to hear what's going on anyway. Besides I'm not a kid any more I should be able to know what's going on in my own house"
"Good night Nathan and by the way it's MY house not yours seeing as how you don't pay anything here nor do you have a job. And if you're so worried about your brother I think that I could find it in my heart to ground you right along with him. You could consider it a brotherly bonding experience. How does that sound?"
The boy mumbled something forcing his father to turn back to face him. "Is there something you have to say Nathan?"
"No Sir" the boy quickly replied, clearly knowing his limits.
"Good. Now go back to bed. Oh and don't worry I'll be sure to inform Lucas of your undying love and loyalty." The father spoke before finally making his way downstairs.
When he reached the bottom landing he saw his wife pacing back and forth while her silk night gown swayed with her, mimicking the woman's every move. Her blond hair was pinned up but still held a wild element to it. She was gesturing with one french manicured nail while her other hand rested comfortably on her hip. That was of course until she threw both hands up in the air and wore a look that said she was about to blow a fuse.
God was she sexy.
The man could vividly remember the first day he met the feisty blond. She was going toe to toe with one of his professors about what were the key defining factors that made a business successful, on the first day of class none the less and unfortunately for the educator the young woman was making some damn good points that he didn't have an answer for, rendering him speechless in front of the entire class. After several months of watching her in action he finally mustered up the courage to ask her out, disguising it as a "study" session and he had convinced her that he wanted to know more about her ideology. Little did he know that it would turn out to be the best move he ever made.
When things started getting serious between the two Dan became nervous. Not only because he just recently had his heart stomped on but because he was a single father of a five month old child. He had no clue as to how the young business major was going to respond to the news. But thankfully he had nothing to fear. Deb had loved Lucas the moment she laid eyes on him and was a great help whenever he had to work late or take on a double shift and it was a good opportunity for his parents to have a break as well. The two instantly became close and the child would cry when it was time to leave his friend and would sometimes stay the night with her.
After a few months the two became engaged and they were soon made into an instant family. Everyone around them thought that they were nuts but they didn't care. They loved each other and that's all there was too it.
Not to say that life wasn't hard in beginning, because it was. They were both still in college, working and trying to raise a small child. Things would have been a lot easier if he would have agreed to take money from her father but Dan Scott wasn't having any of that. He always believed that taking money meant that, that person owned a part of you and that was the last thing he needed. Plus Howard Dean Lee would have held it over the couple's head and would have tried to force them to do everything his way and that wasn't an option.
So to say that it was tough would be an understatement but they made it through. In fact one night the woman had come home and began crying. When asked what was wrong she told the man that it would be Christmas soon and between all the housing, school expenses and cost of everyday living she simply did not have the money to buy their son anything and it broke her heart. The young child having heard the woman's sobbing waddled over to her and tried to comfort the woman the best way he could. Since rubbing her hand was having no effect and with her not acknowledging him, the boy grew frustrated and decided to speak instead.
"Mama" he had said trying to get the woman's attention. Both Dan and Deb looked down in shock. Lucas had spoken his first words.
Till this day she still says that it was the best Christmas gift she ever got and it was then and there that the couple decided not to tell Lucas about the woman who had abandoned him, there was no need to. She was his mother. She was the woman who loved him and took care of him when he was sick and cried along with him whenever he was hurting. Not Karen. So the title of mother would belong to her and only her and there was nothing left to discuss.
Although at the current moment she looked as though she wanted to kill him rather then smoother him with kisses.
Seated on the sofa was a very drunk Lucas. The boy was unsettled even as he sat and appeared to be getting dizzy due to the woman's constant moving. His eyes held a glazed over look as he stuck his hand out in front of him, grabbing at thin air more then likely trying to figure out just which image was actually his mother and giggled amusedly to himself when he came up empty. The whole thing would have been comical if he hadn't just been punished for doing the exact same thing three weeks ago.
"I can not believe this. First you take off after the game without telling me or your father where you were going. Then you stay out till one in the morning, on a school night none the less while I sit here worrying myself to death thinking that my oldest child is dead. Then when you do decide to grace me with your presences you're drunk"
"Hey I" he said pointing to himself. "Am not drunk" the boy proclaimed with a temporary speech impediment. "I'm just a little…" he trailed of as he put his thumb and index finger closely together trying to drive his point home "Tipsy"
It took all Dan had not to laugh at his son's antics, however wrong they were. At that moment his wife noticed him standing in the archway.
"Would you please help me out here?" she questioned with a frustrated sigh.
"Hey Dad, What's up?"
"Hey there son" the man replied moving to stand by his wife. "So Lucas did you have fun at the party? Anything exciting happen? Did ya get laid?"
"Dan!" shouted Deb as her son's laughter filled the air.
"It's okay honey. Just go back to bed. I'll deal with boozy here" the man said giving the woman a kiss on the forehead.
"Hey I resent that" the boy responded sleepily as he stared to come off his buzz.
"Okay. Goodnight sweetie"
"Goodnight Mom"
"I was talking to your father and I will discuss this further with you in the morning when you're sober and can feel the full effect of my wrath" the woman said before turning on her heels and exiting the room.
"I love you too" the drunken teenager shot back while making faces behind the woman's back.
"I know you're making faces Lucas Scott so cut it out this instant"
"How does she do that?"
Dan smiled to himself wondering just what he was going to do with this son of his. Normally Lucas was a good kid it's just that lately he's been acting…well…like a teenager. But whatever he was going to do he knew that the younger Scott was in no condition to fully comprehend any lectures or to grasp the concept of his punishment and truth be told he was simply too tired to think of anything.
"Come on party boy, let's get you to bed" he said pulling the boy to his feet and slinging one of his arms over his shoulder.
"But I'm nooot tired" slurred Lucas as he suddenly found his father's shirt interesting. "Ooohhhh you got chocolate sauce on your shirt. You're not supposed to have that. Mom is going to GET you" the boy remarked being lucid enough to remember his father's recently developed condition.
Suddenly Dan found himself wanting to drop the boy.
"She knows Dr. Scott. Besides the physician said that I can have it in moderation" the man said through clenched teeth as he quickly entered his son's room and closed the door behind them.
"Yeah but…" began Lucas but he was abruptly cut off when his father pulled his shirt over his head before replacing it with his pajama top. "You had cake yesterday. I saw you" the boy spoke matter of factly and gave his father a raised eyebrow.
"Quiet boy" commanded his father as he placed his son between the sheets.
"I love you Dad" said Lucas as he snuggled deeply into the covers.
"Yeah, make sure you remember that tomorrow as I'm grounding you and yelling at you at full voice magnitude while you're nursing a massive hang over" the man said before turning to leave.
"Dad" a soft almost inaudible voice called out.
"Yes Lucas"
"Lay off the sugar please"
Dan smiled at his son's show of concern.
"Sure son. Good night"
When his words were only answered by the sound of his son's soft snoring, the man laughed faintly and headed back to bed.