Hey guys! Okay, so thank you for the reviews, I still appreciate them! I'm sorry for the last chapter. It was a filler, I'll admit. I just needed another chapter before this one. Hopefully, this one will be better.

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"What do you mean she's not yours? You just said…" Dereck started, looking at the man next to him.

Lucas looked up, annoyed. "Biologically, she's mine. But I can't take care of her, I can't be the father. And don't try and give me some stupid speech about how I'm her father and how she needs me. She doesn't need someone who has this kind of pain. I can't be a father to her. She's better off without me."

Dereck began to say something, yell at him, instead he just took a drink.

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Brooke opened her eyes, slowly. The light from the window pouring in and blinding her. She put her hand up over her eyes and turned around. Ah, there he was-Julian. He had stayed over the previous night. They hadn't done anything but Brooke liked the comfort his arms around her provided. Slowly, she pushed back the comforter and stood up, walking to the kitchen to make herself a cup of coffee.

She looked out the window after starting the coffee machine. The birds were chirping, flying everywhere one right after another. The sky was a bright blue without a cloud in sight. Today was going to be a beautiful day. When her coffee beeped ready, Brooke got a mug out of the cabinet and poured herself a cup. She didn't usually drink coffee, but ever since Peyton died, she had needed an energy booster.

Taking a sip, Brooke thought about what Julian had said to her the day before. Was he serious? She thought he was, he seemed to be serious. Brooke hoped to god he was. She hadn't felt like this about a boy since, well, Lucas. Brooke sighed, she knew what was happening. She was falling more for Julian than she thought she would. Maybe she even loved him. No, it was too early. And the pain in her heart was still there, still evident to her when she breathed. But, then again, maybe falling love was exactly what she needed to mend her broken heart.

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Haley was sitting at a barstool in the kitchen, eating a root beer float, her favorite. Nathan had taken Jamie to his play-date so she had the house to herself. Well, Anna was here but she had just been fed so Haley wouldn't hear from her for awhile. Today was the one-week anniversary of Peyton's death. She needed something to cheer her up, and a root beer float was a damned good start.

Haley was in ice cream bliss when she heard a knock at the door. Slowly standing up, Haley walked over and opened the door. "Yes?"

"Hi," The man before her said, "I'm.."

"Peyton's brother." Haley finished, recognizing him. She stepped aside and he walked in, taking his hat off.

"I, uh, just spoke with Lucas. He told me about his daughter. Well, Peyton's daughter as he called her. I was wondering if I could see her."

Haley nodded, surprised Lucas had even mentioned her. "She's sleeping. Follow me."

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Looking down in the crib, Dereck stared at the baby in amazement. She was so tiny, and beautiful, like nothing he had ever seen before. The sight of her gave him hope for the future, that Peyton wasn't entirely gone. She had left this piece of her here, for them to take care of. He sighed. He couldn't understand how Lucas could leave this beautiful baby. He turned to Haley.

"I think we should take a visit to Lucas." He said, confidently.

"I'll stay here with Anna. You can go and try, he won't listen."

"Bring the baby. I'll make him listen."

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Lucas was sitting at his kitchen table, staring at the spot in front of him. He hadn't moved in the past twenty minutes nor did he feel like moving now. He didn't care. Karen, Andy and Lilly had been gone since he got home, so when the door slammed open he assumed it was them. It wasn't though.

Dereck walked in with Haley who was holding Anna behind him. Lucas stood up.

"What are you doing? Why is she here?" Lucas screamed, pointing to the baby in Haley's arms. "Why is she here?"

Dereck grabbed Lucas's shirt, hoisting him up off his feet. "She's you daughter, Lucas Scott. And from here on you will stop disgracing Peyton and start acting like a father, you hear me?!"

Lucas stumbled back. "I can't! I-"

"Look at her!" Dereck screamed at him, causing Anna to start crying. "She's your daughter. Look at her!"

"I can't!" Lucas screamed as Dereck set him back to the ground. Lucas put his hands on his knees, breathing heavy. "I can't do this. I don't want to do this without her!"

"You don't have a choice." Dereck snapped at him. "You don't get a choice in this. And I'm sorry, I wish you did. God knows I wish Peyton hadn't died. But this is what it is. You remember how you were in high school? You remember how self-pitying you were?" Dereck mimicked his voice like a girl. "Poor me, I don't have a father. I'm so unlucky, because my father doesn't love me!" He set his voice back to normal. "Well, looks like history is repeating itself, because you can't even look at your own daughter. Now, you have two choices here. You can step up to the plate, and be the father and make Peyton proud. Or, you can crawl into that hole you've dug yourself and live the rest of your life in regret, just like your father."

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