Chapter 9
PART 1- Childish Behavior
"Nathan and Lucas Scott." Haley told the officer.
"One minute please, ma'am." She watched the man retreat into the back, then turned to Brooke.
"They should just stay here! I wouldn't mind. It's not like I need him for anything until next Saturday." Brooke told her.
"Yeah, but we've got them tagged for babysitting duty tonight." Haley reasoned.
"Really? Why?" She asked.
"Not sure, exactly. I was just told they were." She lied. Tonight's party was a surprise. At least to Brooke.
"Told they were what?" Nathan asked coming up behind them.
"Babysitting, tonight. You, Luke, and Jake."
"Any reason?" Luke asked and Haley shot him the death glare.
"Because we are going out. And your little stunt gives you the responsibility." Brooke told them impatiently. "And come on. We are going home now. Bye Haley. Nathan." She said shortly.
"Why does Brooke hate me?" Nathan asked when they got into Haley's car.
"She's Brooke. She doesn't always have or need a reason."
"True."
"So, an Expedition? Not exactly what I pictured you driving."
"Yeah. It's a long story. I wanted an Explorer, but this is what I got." She smiled wryly.
"Oh." He nodded in understanding.
"Yeah.." She sighed.
They turned into Haley's driveway a little later and got out. She walked up to the porch, him following and opened the front door. Immediately 50 cent's 'In Da Club' filled their ears. A little girl came into the hallway clad in only a lavender tank top and blue barbie underwear, curly brown hair flying haphazardly as she bounced toward Haley.
"Hi Mommy!" She exclaimed.
"Megan Rose! Where are your clothes?" She asked as she picked her up, resting her on her hip.
Megan simply shrugged. " Me and Aunt Taylor are rappers! Like on the TV!"
"Aunt Taylor and I. And note to self: You watch WAY too much TV!" She tickled her.
"Right. And we re partying like it's my birthday!" She told her brightly. "Oh, hi Nathan!" She said finally noticing him.
"Hey kid." His voice was sweet and soft.
"Where was you Mommy?"
"I was picking Nathan up." She had purposely left out the jail part. He was grateful.
"Oh! Come on! Aunt Taylor is making french toast!" Haley put her down and she skipped into the kitchen.
"Wow! Taylor! Who knew you could cook without burning anything." She teased.
"Oh, look. It's my funny little sister back from the big house two and a half hours late!" She bit back.
"Yeah, Tay, I'm sorry. What time did she wake up?" She asked as she put her purse and keys on the counter.
"Like 15 minutes ago." She shrugged.
"Oh! The horror! You poor thing!" She exclaimed sarcastically as she went to help Megan onto a bar stool. She gestured to the other stool to Nathan. "Sit."
She poured orange juice into a sippy cup and three glasses. Then went to the cupboard and gave Nathan two aspirin.
"Take these." She ordered. He did as he was told and turned to see Megan staring up at him. The top of her head barely reached the middle of his biceps.
"You sick?" She asked. "Cause my mommy gives me medicine when I'm sick. Or she takes it when she gots a headouch. Except when she's sick there is no one to help her cause her mommy lives in Florida. Sometimes Grandma Karen comes though. And when Im sick, she makes me good again. And Aunt Peyton, she didn't have a mommy when she was little. Which stinks because I think mommies are a pretty good thing. Don't you?" She looked up at him, blue eye's blinking, waiting for an answer. He looked at Haley who was smirking at him as if to say 'Yep. That's my kid. And you better answer her.' until she turned around to help Taylor.
He looked down at the beautiful blue eyes blink up at him. 'She has my eyes,' he noticed. "Yes. I do think a mom is a very good thing." He told her.
"That's what everyone thinks. Uncle Lucas says that Grandma Karen is the most important person in his life. Then comes Aunt Brooke, then me!" She grinned and Nathan laughed, she had spunk, he liked it. She was pretty much Haley, just smaller.
"Hey! I was next on that list!" Haley added.
"Mom! This was an A-B conversation! So C your way out of it!" She shouted, and Taylor and Nathan did their best to stifle their 'I-cant-believe-she-just-said-that' laughs.
"Who taught you that?" She asked thrusting her hand onto her hip.
"Jenny!" She said proudly.
"Oh, did she?"
"Yep! I'm hungry!" She said, eyes scanning the kitchen for food.
Taylor placed two pieces of French Toast in front of her, and gave four to Nathan.
"Thanks." He said.
"Yeah, thanks Aunt Taylor!" Megan added enthusiastically.
"No problem sweetie."
"Mom, you should leave more, Aunt Taylor's food is good." She said, mouth full.
"One, no talking with your mouth full and two, I don't think so."
"Hey! I watched her the whole time you were gone, and look! She is perfect!" Taylor told her, affronted.
"Well, no offense, but your still not #1 babysitter in my mind."
"Ah. That's okay. She talks constantly and if I hadn't drank so much coffee and taken lots of aspirin, I may have locked her in her room."
"Oh! Now that's reassuring!" She said sarcastically.
When they had finished Haley put all of the dirty dishes in the sink.
"Alright! The convict and the not-so-hired babysitter can do dishes while baby-booper and I shower."
"Ah Mommy! I just tookded a bath two days ago!"
"Sorry babe, but that doesn't help your case much. I'll meet you up there. Go!" She said nudging her slightly.
"Yeah, Yeah." She grumbled, stomping up the stairs.
"Why do we have to do the dishes? I cooked!" Taylor pleaded.
"Because I do them everyday, at breakfast, lunch, and dinner, and unless you want to endure the physical pain of getting that child into a bathtub, dishes it is!"
"Fine! But tomorrow I shotgun vacuuming instead, it's easier."
"Okay by me! Have fun you two!" She said as she exited the room and rushed upstairs.
"Great help you were!" Taylor told Nathan. " She probably would have gived if you would of whined a little."
"No she wouldn't of. And besides dishes aren't that bad. I don't think." Nathan replied simply.
"You don't think? What's this? Pretty boy's first time? And it's with me! Hmm...!" She said suggestively.
"Shut up Taylor. I just haven't done dishes since like, probably when I lived with Haley, actually."
"I haven't done them in a while either. I used to move before I had to do them. Or use paper plates until someone else did them. Now I live here. With Ms. Soft Scrub herself, so its either clean or leave."
"Yeah. I hired a maid." He laughs.
She blows bubbles at him and they hit him smack dab in the face. He exhales heavily, blowing them off of his face, and then flicks some of the dish water onto her.
"Oh, no, you didn't!" She said looking at her shirt, which was covered in bubbles and water.
She splashed him some more.
"Oh, its on now!" He said squirting her with water.
Soon the kitchen was considerably damper and there were suds everywhere. Taylor giggled as she looked around.
"Oh sit..." She laughed.
"Mommy, I thought you said they were doing dishes!" Megan pouted behind them. They turned to see the clean girl clutching onto Haley's hand. The look on Haley's face made Nathan feel horrible. Was it anger? Frustration? Annoyance? Exhaustion? Maybe all of them.
"So did I. Clean it up." Was all she said before going into the family room to brush out Megan's hair.
"Ouch." Taylor said. "How does she do that? She some weird power over us or something!"
"I dunno." He said before getting a towel to soak up the water on the floor.
"She should be thanking us for cleaning her kitchen!" She joked after they were through.
"Yeah. I'm gonna go shower." He forced a laugh.
"Okay."
Peyton had just pulled up at Brooke's house ready to take her out, when her phone rang. She knew it was Brooke because she had programmed Ciara's 'Oh' to ring when it was her.
"Hey! I'm outside your house!" She told her.
"I know!" She yelled, annoyed.
"Then why are you calling me?" Peyton wondered.
"You need to come inside. I'm, I'm not ready yet." The urgency in her voice made Peyton know that She wasn't just not ready. This was big.
"Okay. I'll be inside in a sec."
"Thanks Pey." She sounded relieved.
'Oh Sit' She thought as she walked into the house. 'What now?'
"Brooke? Where are you?" She called. No answer.
She walked upstairs.
"Brooke?"
"In here." Called Brooke's feeble voice from the bathroom.
"Oh god. Brooke? What's wrong?" She asked worried.
"I need you, Pey! I really do!" She sobbed.
"It's okay! I'm here. What do you need?" She cooed.
Brooke showed Peyton the two home pregnancy tests she held in her hand.
"A-are you?"
"I haven't taken them yet." She admitted softly.
"Well then! Take them! I'll be in the hall. I'm here for you B. Davis, soon to be B. Scott. It'll all be okay. I promise." She assured her.
Peyton exited the bathroom, closing the door behind her. She moved over to the wall, sliding down it so she was crouched down when Brooke came out a few moments later.
"Hey.." Peyton breathed.
"Hey..." Brooke said slowly exhaling and laying down next to her best friend. Resting her head on Peyton lap.
"Sh... Brooke. It'll be alright. I mean you are through with college, well except for your designing thing but that's like once a week, and you got Lucas whipped, whom you are marrying in a week, and you have money to support the baby. And you'll be a great mother, and Lucas was raised by THE mother, Karen, so he'll be a good father even if his sucked for most of his life. Unless, wait, it is Luke's right?"
"Yes, of course it's Luke's!" She replied appalled that she would even ask that. She, Brooke Davis, did not cheat.
"Alright, just checking."
They sat there in silence for a moment. The time for Brooke seemed to be passing so slowly. She came to the realization that they could handle a baby. 'Look at tutormom, she had a kid when she was 18 and look at them now! All without the help of Nathan. Note to self: You still hate him for that even if Haley wants to forgive him. Pretty unforgivable in my book. And I am getting married to Lucas. Whom I love. Another note to self: Remember to tell Lucas. What am I thinking! Of course I'll TELL him! I tell him everything. Well almost, he doesn't know about the shoes I bought Wednesday. But that's not that important.' She thought, until the buzzer went off in the bathroom and she slowly retreated in the bathroom.
She came back seconds later with both tests in her hand and a awestruck look on her face.
"Pey? They're both positive. I'm pregnant."
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