Hello all! I wanted to apologize for the lack of updating recently. Between the board moving and my relocating to Texas (and the subsequent loss of internet for about 2 weeks) I've been a bit overloaded. But here's the chapter and I promise that we will be back on track with the updates. I hope that you enjoy the chapter and remember that we crave and live for comments!

Chapter 14 (2019)

"I still can't remember that night and it's driving me crazy. I don't know how much longer I can go on not knowing. I know that you keep saying that I'll remember in time, but I don't want to wait. Everyone walks on egg shells around me, afraid that they might say something about that night. Do you know how hard it is to continuously be treated like a child? To be told that it's for your own good that they won't tell you something?" She shook her head as she brought her hands to her face. "How do they know what's good for me? Don't you think that I should be able to decide what's best for me? I'm not something fragile that's going to break. When is everyone going to realize that? Why can't they just tell me what happened?"

Dr. Stone shook his head. "How many times do we have to go over this?"

"As many times as it takes until someone tells me what I don't remember." She wiped the tears from her face as she met his eyes. "This isn't fair."

"How many nervous breakdowns have you had since you started seeing me?"

"I don't see how that's of any relevance."

"How many?"

She looked down at her lap. "Four."

"And what caused those breakdowns?"

"Trying to force myself to remember." She sighed. "I just want to remember and I'm afraid that the not knowing is going to cause me to have another breakdown. I'm missing an entire day of my life. I've been seeing you for a year and you keep telling me the same thing. I'll remember when it's time. You can't force the mind to remember. Okay, that's all good and well, but people know what happened! Why can't they just tell me?"

"Someone telling you would be forcing your mind to remember. It could cause another breakdown. Is that really what you want?"

"I want to remember, damn it!" She grabbed a glass from the table, throwing it against the wall. She watched as it splintered into pieces before whispering, "I'm tired of not remembering."

"Well, our time is up for this session," Dr. Stone said as he glanced at his watch. "We'll talk about this some other time."

"That's what you always say." She wrinkled up in nose.

He shook his head. "Don't you have a party this weekend?"

Her face softened. "Yes. It's Jenny's sweet sixteen. She's growing up so fast. I remember when Jake first brought her around us in high school. That was a long time ago."

"Well, we'll talk about someone telling you about that night on Monday. Let's see how you do at the party tomorrow. If you do well we'll see about maybe – and I want to make sure you under the emphasis on maybe – letting someone tell you."

She gave him a small smile. "I'll see you Monday Dr. Stone. And thanks…" She paused at the door. "I'm sorry about the glass."

"That's okay. I'll make sure to give you a plastic one next time."

She laughed as she swung open the door. When the door opened his eyes raised from the magazine. "How did it go?"

"About the same as usual." She shrugged. "I just wish that I could remember."

Pain flashed in his eyes, going unnoticed by her. She was too preoccupied with her own thoughts to notice it. "Brooke, Dr. Stone has told you numerous times that you will remember when you're ready to remember."

"I know. I know. I just hate that I don't remember our wedding day." Brooke slipped her hand into his as they headed to the car. "But I don't want to talk about that now. Let's go get the kids from Jake's."

Lucas nodded as he opened the door for her. Sometimes he hoped that she would never remember that night, but at the same time he hated seeing her like this.

"Jake! Brooke and Lucas are here." Livvie stuck her head into the bedroom. "You should come down and say hello."

Jake looked up for wrapping Jenny's presents and smiled. "I will in just a second." He paused. "Will you come in here real quick?"

"Sure, what's up?" She pushed the door shut just in case Jenny walked by. She'd hate for her to see her gifts and have the surprise ruined.

"So I've been doing some thinking."

"You might want to be careful with that," she said playfully as she sat down next to him on the bed. "I'd hate for you to hurt yourself."

Jake rolled his eyes, a small smile gracing his lips. "I'm being serious here, Liv." He took a deep breath. "We've been seeing each other for quite awhile and I think that it's time that we took the next step."

"What!" Her eyes widened.

"Liv, will you move in with me?"

Her breath escaped in a loud rush. "Oh."

"Well?"

Olivia laughed. "I thought that you were going to propose for a second there." She touched his hand lightly. "I got a little scared for a minute."

"Sorry. I didn't even think about how the beginning might sound." He gave her a crooked grin. "So are you going to answer the question or not?"

The smile faded from her lips. "Are you sure this is what you want? It's going to cause problems with you and Jenny."

"This is what I want." He leaned over and kissed her. "And Jenny will have to deal with my decision. I am the adult and she is the child. I love you Liv and I want to share my home with you."

"Oh, Jake!" Livvie threw her arms around his neck and kissed his lips softly. "I love you, too. And yes, I'll move in with you."

Jake smiled as he pulled her closer, their lips meeting again.

Haley sat and watched as Nathan played with Lynn and Brennan in the backyard. Ever since his and Brooke's accident, Nathan had become more of himself again. He doted on her and the children, making sure that they knew that he loved them.

And the more and more he doted, the guiltier Haley felt. She still hadn't told him about the affair with Eric. Each time she'd gone to tell him, something else had come up. And now so much time had passed she had to wonder if it was even worth telling him.

When she and Brooke had talked, Brooke had told her no. She'd told her that too much time had passed and now there was no point. All it would do is hurt both of them and for what? So that she wouldn't have to lie anymore? Her once again perfect family would be destroyed. Was it worth it or should she continue to keep it to herself, the guilt eating away at her?

A knock at the door pulled Haley from her reverie. She glanced out the window again, waving at Brennan who had caught sight of her before heading to the door. She didn't bother to check the peephole, just swinging the door open. Her jaw dropped when she saw who stood on the other side of the door.

"Hey babe." Chris Keller shot her a smirk.

"Chris? What are you doing here?"

"Mr. and Mrs. Chris Keller have come to visit our friends."

"Mr. and Mrs.?" Haley glanced over Chris's shoulder and was once again speechless. "Peyton?" She glanced back at Chris. "You and…What the hell are you doing here?"

Peyton wrung her hands together as she looked at the ground. What had she been thinking coming here? She knew that everyone probably still hated her.

"They're here because I invited them here." Nathan stepped up beside Haley, Brennan in his arms.

A forced smiled slid onto Haley's face. "Well, in that case – welcome." She stepped back from the door. "Come in. Come in." Her eyes slipped to the suitcases that Chris picked up. "Oh, are you staying for long?"

"They're staying for the weekend. I thought that I told you. Peyton wanted to be here for Jenny's Sweet Sixteen." Nathan kissed Haley lightly on her head as he handed her Brennan. "I figured that since we had plenty of room they might as well stay with us." He turned to Chris, shaking his head. "Keller." He shot Peyton a grin before wrapping her in a tight hug. "Hey, Pey. You look good." He smiled down at her as he pulled back. "Did I hear what I think I heard? Mr. and Mrs. Keller?"

Peyton nodded. "Yeah, we headed to Vegas Wednesday night and eloped."

"What made you decide to do that?"

Chris stepped forward, wrapping a protective arm around Peyton. "When we found out that we had a bun in the oven."

Peyton's eye lit up as she smiled. "We found out Tuesday and Chris thought that it would be better if we eloped. I'm about three months along. I should start showing anytime now."

Nathan hugged her tightly again. "Congratulations! I know how much you wanted children." He turned to Haley. "Isn't that great?"

Haley gave them a genuine smile. "That is awesome, Peyton."

"Thanks." Peyton's entire face glowed, wiping away the sadness that was usually so prominent.

"C'mon, guys. I'll show you your room. We'll make sure that it's away from the rest of the rooms so that you can have your privacy for the honeymoon." Nathan chuckled as he led the couple up the stairs.

"Hey, Nate?" As he paused to look over his shoulder, Haley forced another smile. "I need to talk to you as soon as you finish. Some details about Jenny's party."

"Oh, just do what you think is best."

"No, Nate. I really need your help with this one."

"Okay, Hales. I'll be down in a few."

Haley spun on her heel and headed for the phone.

"Hey, Brooke. Lucas." Jenny shot the pair a small smile.

"Hi, Jenny. Are you looking forward to your party tomorrow?"

Jenny nodded, a small smile on her lips before she remembered herself. "Yeah, I guess." She shrugged her shoulders.

Brooke grinned, remembering the rebellious teenage years. "Well, I have something for you. An early birthday present."

"Oh, yeah?" Jenny gave her a small smile.

Brooke handed her a wrapped box. "Why don't you open it now?"

Jenny nodded as she took the box and quickly opened it. Her eyes lit up as she lifted the lid off of the box. "This is for me?"

Brooke nodded. "Sure is. An original Brooke Davis-Scott. It's a one of a kind design for your party."

"Thank you Brooke." Jenny's eyes shone with unshed tears.

Emma ran in at that moment. "Mom!"

"Emma." Brooke smiled as her daughter threw herself into her arms.

"What's that?" Emma turned her attention to Jenny.

Jenny held up the slinky black dress. "It's a dress for my party."

Emma glanced at Brooke. "Did you make that for her?"

Brooke nodded. "I sure did."

"Why?" Emma turned up her nose. "She's not your daughter. Why does she get a dress when you've never made me anything?"

"Because it's her birthday, sweetheart."

"You're only doing this because you feel sorry for her." Emma turned her anger on Jenny. "They just feel sorry for you because you have no father or mother. They feel bad for you because no one wanted you!"

"Emma!" Brooke was shocked. "What is wrong with you?"

Jenny turned and ran from the room as tears began to stream down her face.

Brooke glanced at Lucas. "Luke, can you deal with Emma for now? I'm going to talk to Jenny." She glanced at Emma. "We WILL talk about this later." She shook her head as she followed after Jenny.

Lucas turned to Emma. "What has gotten into you lately, Em? You've become so mean spirited."

"I don't care what you think. You're not my dad."

"It doesn't matter if I'm your dad or not." Lucas shook his head. "I'm your stepfather and you do have to respect me. And do you really think that your father would approve of how you're acting?"

"She knows that I don't approve." Jake appeared, Davis in his arms and Liv and Jack in tow. "Emma, what I want to know is why you feel the need to torment Jenny. What has she ever done to you?"

Tears had begun to fall down her face. "She came to live here! We never get to see you as it is and now Jenny takes away the time that used to be mine and Jack's! She's not even your daughter."

Jack ran over to his sister and put his arms around her. "Shhh, Em. Shhh…"

Jake shook his head. "Jack, let go of your sister." He turned to Liv. "Will you take Davis and Jack out of here so that Lucas and I can talk to Emma?"

"Sure." She took Davis and put her arm around Jack. "C'mon, kids. Let's go play outside."

Jake took Emma by the arm and sat her on the couch between him and Lucas. "Em, you know that we all love you, don't you?"

Emma shrugged as she stared down at the ground.

Lucas took her other hand. "Look, Emma. I know that you've had to go through a lot the last two years with your mom and you've had to keep a lot in. You don't have to do that anymore."

"You've got lots of people that you can talk to. You've got me, Liv, your mom and Lucas. When something like this is bothering you, you need to talk to one of us." Jake sighed. "I'm sorry that you feel that Jenny has taken away time with me, but you can't treat her like that. It's not her fault."

Emma nodded. "I'm sorry, daddy." She turned to Lucas. "Sorry Luke." She stood and headed for the door. "I'm going to find mommy and Jenny."

Jake shook his head after she left the room. "I never saw that one coming."

"We've all been focused on Brooke for so long that I think we may have ignored some of the kids' problems." Lucas sighed.

Brooke stepped into the room at that moment, Davis in her arms. "Hey, Jake. Sorry about the drama. Emma's apologizing to Jenny now." She looked behind her. "Jack stop being a monster and come on. It's time to get out of daddy's hair and go home." She rolled her eyes as she turned back to the guys. "Those kids are driving me crazy." She snickered. "Okay maybe not the best choice of words there, huh?"

"Brooke! You shouldn't joke about that!" Jake frowned.

"Why not? It's the only way to be able to deal with it." She turned to Jack and Emma as they walked in together. "Okay guys. Let's go home. Jake, we'll see you tomorrow."

As they climbed into the car Lucas noticed that he had missed a call and now had a voicemail. He quickly dialed the number and listened to the frantic message.

"So, what's up Haley?" Nathan strolled into the kitchen, a grin on his face.

"How dare you invite her into our home? And for Jenny's party? Are you crazy? Lucas is going to kill you! And did you think about poor Brooke? What happens if seeing Peyton causes another breakdown?" Haley's face was flushed with anger. "And why didn't you talk to me about it first?"

Nathan rolled his eyes. "This is exactly why I didn't talk to you about it. I knew that you would freak out."

"Well of course I'd freak out. Do you remember what caused Brooke to take off from her own wedding? Do you remember all of the problems that Peyton has caused?" Haley shook her head. "You don't even care that it bothers me that she'd under this roof, does it? I don't want drugs in my house, Nathan! I don't want my children around that. Lynn is getting to the age where she'd very impressionable and I don't want her thinking that drugs are okay!"

"She's in rehab, Hales."

"Yeah, I've heard that one before." She turned her back on her husband and picking up a sponge she began to scrub the counter.

"People change Haley. Doesn't she deserve a second chance? You gave me a second chance."

Haley spun around, her face drawn tight with anger. "She's had a second chance. And a third and fourth. How many chances should someone get before we can give up?"

"How about one more?" Peyton stepped into the room, tears in her eyes. "I know that I haven't done anything to deserve another chance, but this time it's going to be different." She placed her hand protectively over her stomach. "I need to do better for my child. And I want my friends around so that my child can grow up with theirs."

Haley sighed. "Peyton, I don't know if I can let you in again. It hurts to watch you fall."

"It won't happen again. I have Chris and our baby now. I'm not alone anymore." She reached up and wiped a tear from her face. "I actually have the desire to live now."

"Peyton, I just-" The ringing phone caused Haley to pause. "Hang on. Hello?" There was a pause before Haley glanced up at Nathan and Peyton. "Ummm, this really isn't a good time." She turned away from the two. "No, I mean this REALLY isn't a good time. I have to go. Bye." She hung up the phone and turned back to them. "Sorry about that."

"Who was that?" Nathan narrowed his eyes.

"No one."

Nathan reached behind her and picked up the phone as it started to ring again. "Lucas? Hmm…" He clicked the phone on. "Hello?"

"What the hell were you thinking, Nathan? Are you insane? I can not believe that you would do this to me."

Nathan held the phone away from his ear. "What did you do? Call him as soon as we were upstairs?"

"He had a right know, Nathan. So that he wouldn't have to be surprised like I was."

Nathan shook his head. "Lucas, shove it." He disconnected the call and tossed it onto the counter. "C'mon, Pey. Let's go see the kids. Lynn will be very excited to see you." He wrapped his arm around her waist as he led her from the room.

Haley leaned back against the counter and closed her eyes. She grabbed the phone as it rang again. "Lucas calm down. We don't know what's going to happen. It's going to be interesting. But we need to remember that tomorrow is Jenny's day. We don't want any of our drama ruining her day."

"But-"

"No buts Lucas. Just deal." She disconnected the phone and followed behind Nathan and Peyton.

"Honey, are you ready?"

"Jake, go away! We're beautifying in here." Brooke stuck her head out the door.

Jake rolled his eyes. "First, I was speaking to Jenny not you. Second, I don't think that beautifying is a word." He laughed. "Jenny, your guests are starting to arrive."

Brooke hit him with the brush that she held. "Leave us alone. She needs to make a dramatic entrance anyways. Get." She slammed the door in his face.

"I'm not leaving. I plan on walking her into the party!" Jake yelled through the door.

"I can get you into the room if you want." Nathan grinned. "I have a master key for all of the rooms in the house."

"No, that's okay." Jake grinned. "I just like giving the two of them a hard time."

Nathan shook his head. "You should never annoy women. Trust me."

Jake laughed. "Is Haley still pissed about the Peyton thing?"

"Haley isn't pissed. She's disappointed that her husband didn't talk to her before inviting Peyton." Haley brushed past the two and knocked on the door. "Brooke, let me in please."

The door swung open and Brooke eyes the guys. "Don't you have anything better to do than hang out up here?"

"Nope." Nathan grinned as he shook his head.

"What about welcoming the guests?" Brooke ushered Haley into the room.

"That's why we have a housekeeper."

"Oh, whatever!" Brooke slammed the door before turning to Haley. "The guys are driving me crazy."

"Where's Jenny?"

"She's in the bathroom putting on her dress."

"Good." Haley hung her head. "Brooke, I can't get rid of the guilt. I keep having nightmares and I can't stop thinking about it. It's the first thing I think about in the morning and the last thing I though about at night. I need to tell Nathan."

"No," Brooke hissed. "It's been two years, Haley. There's no point in telling him now."

"But, Brooke-"

"No buts Haley. Find some way to live with it unless you want the other Nathan to come back - the one that reminds you of Dan, but worse." She swung around as the bathroom door swung open. "Oh, Jenny!" Tears sprang to her eyes.

The Jenny that stood before them was no longer a child, but a woman. Her thick black hair fell in soft curls over her shoulders and the make-up expertly applied enhanced her exotic features. In truth she looked a lot like Nikki, but there was Jake there also. The dress that Brooke had designed fit her like a glove.

The hem of the dress was cut asymmetrically, the left side of the dress fell to mid thigh and then tapered down to ankle level on the right side. The dress left her left shoulder bare and minus a thin piece of material, her back was bare also. ((Here's Jenny & the dress: http/i58. Jake is SOO not going to let her go to the party in that dress." Haley smiled. "You look beautiful, Jenny."

Jenny smiled, her face lighting up. "Thanks." She looked at her reflection in the mirror. "He's going to flip a lid."

"Well, let's find out, huh?" Brooke grinned as she swung open the door. "Okay Jake. She's ready."

Jake stepped into the room and took in the sight of the young woman Jenny had become. "You look beautiful Jenny, but I'm not so sure about that dress." He shook his head. "No, I don't like that dress at all."

"But Brooke made it for me. I have to wear it."

Jake's attention swung to Brooke, his eyes narrowed. "Oh, Brooke won't mind. Will you, Brooke?"

Brooke fluttered her eyelashes. "Jake, I'd be devastated. I worked really hard on the dress. And it looks perfect on her. Look how grown up she looks."

Jake glanced at Jenny. "That's the problem."

"Oh, dad! C'mon! I really like it."

Jake's eyes filled with tears as he realized that she'd called him dad. It had been so long since he'd heard that word uttered from her lips. "Okay. You do only turn sixteen once." He turned to the others in the room. "Go on down. I'm just gonna talk to Jenny for a minute."

Jenny sat down in a chair as she waited for everyone to leave. "What's up?"

"Well, first I wanted to give you one of your presents early." Jake reached inside his jacket and extracted a long box.

Jenny took the box and opened it slowly. "Oh…" Her eyes filled with tears as she ran a finger over the necklace. "It's gorgeous." She met his gaze. "Can I wear it tonight?"

"You sure can." Jake took the box from her and removed the necklace, placing it around her neck.

Jenny fingered the necklace as she gazed into the mirror. "Are you sure that you can afford this"

"Of course. Especially since you were able to get that money for me last year." He paused. "Are you ready to tell me where you got the money from yet?"

Jenny visibly tensed. "No, I told you that I didn't ever want to talk about it."

Jake held up his hands in surrender. "I'm sorry." He held his arm out to her. "I don't want anything to ruin tonight for you - especially me. Why don't we go ahead and head downstairs?"

Jenny hesitated for just a moment before sliding her arm through his and allowing him to lead her from the room.

Peyton stood next to Chris talking to Haley when Lucas spotted her. He kissed Brooke lightly. "Will you get me another beer?"

"Sure." She smiled before heading to the bar.

Lucas turned on his heel and headed over to Peyton. "I'm going to tell you this once and only once. Stay away from Brooke. She's been through enough and doesn't need to see you."

Peyton shook her head. "Lucas, she knows that I'm here. Do you really think that she won't come looking for me?"

"Then maybe you should leave."

"Look, man. Why don't you back off?" Nathan came up behind him, placing a hand on his shoulder.

"Yeah, why don't you leave Keller's wife alone?" Chris interjected.

"First of all," He pointed at Chris. "You need to keep your mouth shut." He spun around to face Nathan again. "And you. This is your fault. With all that Brooke's been through, breakdown after breakdown, how could you invite HER here?"

Nathan shook his head. "I think that you need to stop babying Brooke and try to cut Peyton a little bit of slack. She's tried apologizing to you on multiple occasions."

"An apology isn't good enough. Her stupidity almost cost me my wife."

Peyton stood there, tears steaming down here face. "I didn't know Lucas. I wasn't myself. I didn't think-"

"That's right, Peyton. You didn't think. When do you ever think about anything or anyone besides yourself?"

"Hey, Luke. Here's your beer." Brooke began to edge her away around Nathan.

Jenny stood talking to a few friends after Jake had escorted her downstairs. They were all admiring her dress.

"I LOVE your dress." Savannah squealed.

"Thanks." Jenny preened. "It's an original Brooke Davis-Scott."

"Nu uh!" Savannah's eyes widened. "As in the owner of Clothes Over Bros?"

"The one and only. She's like an aunt to me." Jenny pointed over to where Brooke was standing.

"That is SO awesome." Savannah sighed. "I wish that I had one just like it."

"Mmmm, she does look hot doesn't she?"

"Tony! What are you doing here?" Jenny's eyes darted around to see if anyone was watching before dragging him into an empty hallway. "This is my birthday party and you were not invited."

"No, I wasn't." The boy's jaw clenched. "But my brother was. Neither my father or I appreciated that." He pinned her against the wall. "But you can make it up to me." He ran light kisses down her neck and she could feel his desire for her from the hardness pressed against her stomach.

"Stop it, Tony! Please not here!" Jenny struggled against him.

"You know you want it Jenny and even if you won't, you'll pretend that you do. Because that's what you do and you don't want me running back to my daddy."

"Please, Tony! I'm begging you not to do this here."

Tony was suddenly pulled backwards, a fist making contact with this nose. A kick to his stomach sent him to go flying into the main room. "What the fuck?" His jaw clenched as he saw who stepped from the hallway, his arm around Jenny.

"You will leave Jenny alone."

"Bullshit, Nikolas! Bullshit!" Tony's voice began to rise, calling attention to them. "Wait until I tell dad. Beating the shit out of your own brother over a fucking whore!"

"Do NOT call her that." Nikolas's fists clenched as Jenny tried to pull away from him.

"But that's what she is." He shot Jenny a menacing grin. "Do your friends and family know that you're a whore? That if you had slept with me it wouldn't be the first time? Hell, I don't even have to pay half the time! Do they know that you came on your knees to my dad, begging him to lend you fifteen grand? And no way to pay him back, but to work it off. Working it off on your knees or on your back. Or selling drugs. That makes you a whore. Or no, wait that makes you a prostitute." He laughed. "If not, they do now." He shot Jenny another grin. "They all know that you're nothing but a fucking dirty little whore."

Tears fell from Jenny's eyes as she jerked out of Nikolas's grip and took off from the room. She didn't stop even when she heard both Jake and Nikolas calling her name. She just kept running, hoping to escape the humiliation.

The bottle of beer fell from Brooke's hand, shattering on the ground. With the rest of the guests she watched the scene that was enfolding in front of them. When she heard the boy mention the fifteen thousand dollars she began to frantically scan the crowd for Jake. Their eyes met and she could read the anger, the hurt and the regret in his eyes.

"Oh my God," Brooke whispered under her breath as tears began to fill her eyes. Jake must have needed to replace the money while she was in a coma. And he'd taken the money from Jenny because he had no choice. Why hadn't she been there for him? Just another unanswered question. What had happened to make her miss so much?

Brooke swung around, flying into Lucas's arms as the sobs racked her body. She cried for herself and she cried for Jenny. She cried for anyone who had ever been humiliated and who had missed out on things that no one should ever have to miss out on. "Poor Jenny," she said as she pulled back from Lucas. "Maybe I should go after them. Talk to Jenny. She might want to talk to another woman."

Lucas shook her head. "No, I think that you should let Jake take care of this one."

"Here, Brooke. Drink this." Haley appeared at her elbow, a glass of water in her hand.

"Thanks, Hales." She smiled as a movement over Lucas's shoulder drew her attention. "Chris Keller? What are you doing here?" She stepped around Lucas. "Peyton!" Her eyes widened at the sight of her old friend before the world went black.