Present (Two Months after Lucas's death):

I woke up today and just as what has happened for the past two weeks, I ran to the bathroom to throw up. This sickness was not beneficial to anybody. I wanted Lucas back and I wanted to try and get back on my feet. I had taken time off from school for a while and was helping Karen at the café. I hadn't had the time to notice that my period was late, I hadn't even been thinking about the possibility of pregnancy. It wasn't until Karen said something that I realized the truth.

"Hey Karen, sorry I'm late again. I was sick again this morning."
"Brooke, that's the fourth time this week and the second week in a row, maybe you should go to the doctor." She looked at me with worried eyes, eyes that reminded me of Lucas,

"Karen, I'm fine. It's probably just the flu or something." I looked up and met her eyes. "What?" I asked wondering why she was staring at me.

"Brooke, you aren't pregnant are you?" I felt my eyes grow wide when she asked. My husband, her son had just died and she thought I was pregnant!

"Karen, that's insane" I joked, laughing it off. Deep down though, I knew. Everything I was experiencing made sense. I had thrown up every morning for two weeks and I was tired. When Haley had been pregnant, she had really bad morning sickness. I remember that she also used to be so tired; she would fall asleep in class. I used to laugh at her saying that she was being taken down by something the size of a peanut. Now, that peanut sized being was taking me down too.

At the end of the day I cleaned up and drove over to Nathan and Haley's. I walked in and Haley was playing with Ryan on the floor.

"Brooke, what's up?" I just looked at her, her and Ryan. She was only nineteen too, my age, with a baby. What was it with our town that caused us all to procreate so young?

"Brooke, seriously what? Is it Nathan? Karen?"

"No, Haley they're fine, it's me." I looked up and a tear slid gently out of my tear filled eyes.

"Brooke, come sit on the couch." She said soothingly. She picked up Ryan and took me over to the couch. I fell into the soft pillows. I pulled my knees up close to my chest.

"Haley, I don't know what I'm going to do, this isn't how I imagined this would happen. My life wasn't supposed to be like this." I was crying harder now.

"Brooke" She said pulling me into a hug. "Your life will get better, I promise"

"I don't want better Hales, I want what I had, I want perfect."

I don't think she knew what to say because all she did was hug me for what felt like forever. I didn't mind though. It felt good to be held and feel loved and protected. I must have fallen asleep because when I woke up I was still at Haley's. She and Nathan were eating in the kitchen.

"Hey Brooke, you woke up" Haley sad smiling

"Yeah, how long was I out for?"

"Oh, like three hours. You looked so peaceful, so I put the blanket over you."

"Thank you, you guys are too good to me, you know that right?"

"Yeah, but we figure you can use our charity" Haley answered wittily, showing a small smile and pulling me into a hug. "You want something to eat?"

"Uh, yeah sure"

I sat down to eat with them and realized that I wasn't really hungry. I was playing with my food, pushing it around with my fork when Haley said something.

"Brooke, I thought you were hungry?" She said looking concerned.

"I thought so too" I said looking at her with a small smile.

"Brooke, is there something else you want to tell me?"

"Uh, yeah, I think I'm pregnant."