A/N: Here is a new chapter and it's late getting up because I got a Wii for Christmas and at Nineteen I finally received my license (after taking the test for the fourth time) so I was a little busy today. I hope everyone can understand.

Chapter Sixteen: A Bad Feeling

There were only a few times in her life that Peyton felt something bad was going to happen. The first time was when she was eight and her mom was late picking her up from school. The second time was when she gave Gracyn up at birth.

Today was one of those days. It had started off innocent enough. Gracyn's school dance was today so Brooke and Sam had come over early. Brooke was adamant that she make the girls their dresses and Peyton didn't argue. Besides, Brooke had the knowledge. Brooke knew fashion and Peyton knew music.

Lucas on the other hand hated this day. His baby girl was going to a school dance with a boy. The same boy he had chased down after seeing his lips on his daughter's. Even though he hated to admit it, but he knew that his daughter would be in good hands, Bradley Morgan was a good guy and smart as well. It was the perfect match for Gracyn if he let himself think that way, but he doesn't.

"How do I look?"

Both Lucas and Peyton look up from the couch and stares at their daughter who is dressed in a strapless green dress that fit every curve of Grace's body, both Peyton and Lucas were in awe.

"You look gorgeous, absolutely gorgeous," Peyton gushes as she moves a strand of hair from her face. Grace blushes and Peyton smiles.

"Lucas, you haven't said anything," Grace mentions carefully hoping her father didn't hate the dress.

"It's because you left me speechless. I honestly don't know what to say."

Grace bites the bottom of her lip.

"Is it okay at least?"

Lucas nods his head the smile never leaving his face. His daughter wasn't a teenager, she was a woman.

"Alright well you can stop staring then. You are really starting to freak me out."

"Sorry," Lucas apologizes quickly.

"It's okay besides Sam and Brooke are going to be here in just a few minutes."

A few minutes later Sam and Brooke come walking in and Brooke looks lost while Sam looks a little annoyed.

"What's wrong with Brooke?"

Sam rolls her eyes.

"She keeps feeling that something bad is going to happen. I swear it's like she's Meredith Grey or something."

"But what if she's right?" Grace asks with a little worry in her voice. "Meredith was right."

"Grace, it's TV, it's not real, okay?"

Grace nods her head. "Right, of course."

Peyton walks over to Brooke.

"You too huh?" Brooke nods her head. "I know what you mean. I can't shake this feeling Brooke, but I'm not letting Gracie down either. She's been really excited about this for the past week."

"Sam too. I guess I just have to ignore my gut for now."

"As a team."

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Twenty minutes later and Derek and Bradley Morgan were at the Scott Residence to pick up their dates.

Bradley looks around the room trying to avoid the adult's stares and when he spots Grace he smiles.

"You look lovely," Brad says as he holds out his hands.

Grace blushes and grabs Brad's hand.

"Hold up, we want pictures."

The teens roll their eyes but eventually agree to it. Derek stood off to the side while Sam stood next to him. Grace stood next to Sam and Brad was on the other side of her. Lucas snapped the picture and everyone pulled apart.

"Curfews are being in-forced men," Lucas says in a deep voice trying to sound intimidating. It didn't really work out for him.

"I'll have Grace home before midnight sir you don't have to worry," Bradley assures.

"That's all I ask."

It didn't take long for the teens to leave the house and as soon as they did all the adults sat down on the couch not knowing what to do.

"What did we do before we had kids?" Brooke proposes the question to the group.

"It beats me, but I think I'll go write some and leave you two ladies alone."

Peyton watches as Lucas leaves the room and sighs a little.

"What's with the sigh P. Sawyer soon to be Scott?"

"Something is different. I didn't feel right letting her leave."

"I'm sure everything will be okay Peyton. Our girls are smart. Nothing is going to happen."

"Can you promise me that?"

Brooke remains silent.

"I thought so."

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"I have to be honest," Grace says as she and Brad make their way to the gym. "I don't really like dances."

Brad smiles gently at his date.

"I never really got into that scene either."

Grace looks at Brad in confusion.

"Then why did you ask me to the dance?"

"Because I wanted to go on a date with you, is that so hard to accept?"

Grace grabs Brad's hand.

"No it's not so hard. I think it's perfect. I'm just glad Lucas didn't freak you out."

"Grace, why don't you call Lucas your dad and Peyton your mom?"

"I just recently was put into their custody. It's a long story that I'll tell you one day, but I'm warming up to it."

A little ways behind them Sam and Derek were talking as well.

"I think Brad really likes your friend."

Sam smiles. "I think it's a mutual thing there D."

Derek grabs Sam's hand before walking towards the gym doors.

"Um guys, I don't hear anything and I don't see anything in there," Brad says as he looks through the window.

"That doesn't sound right. We have a dance tonight," Grace says. "I'm going to go check it out."

Before anyone can say anything Grace walks through the gym doors.

Derek and Brad look at Sam who is frozen looking at the wall.

"Sam, what's wrong?" Derek asks in concern.

"Is that a bullet hole?"

"Grace!"

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Grace walks through the doors and sees the directions for the dance hanging around. She spots a few kids sitting on the ground.

"What the hell is going on?" Grace asks as she sees tears in a few girls' eyes.

"You shouldn't have come," a girl that Grace knows as Cameron says.

Grace feels cold metal against the back of her head and a sound of a gun cocking behind her.

"She's right, you shouldn't have come."

A/N: I bet none of you saw that coming. If you did then I'm not doing a good job. So, what do you think?