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othchick11- You are a FUCKING DICK. You know, I appreciate criticism just as much as the next avid writer, but telling me to redo the whole thing was uncalled for. You OBVIOUSLY didn't even read my story because DUMBASS there were dividers between setting and character changes. And my readers respect my primary focus on LEYTON. So you are the only one who really has complained about the lack of Naley and because you so BLATENLY pointed out my error in the summary, oh wait, what error?? THERE WAS NONE. I said LEYTON primary, with some Naley. DUH. So get a life, or at least a clue and take your shit somewhere else on fanfiction cause I don't want it here.
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Chapter Sixteen: All I Ever Wanted
The smut in this chapter is for Taylor, because she asked. I'm sorry it's not that great, I don't have a lot of experience with it.
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"Da" "Da" "Da" "Da" Elle's broken speech sung out from the baby monitor on the night stand. When no one responded, she shook the bars of her crib from her standing position. She let out a shrill full scream and continued her rant, demanding, only more so, her father's attention.
Lucas Scott, from the covers and warmth of his bed, turned on his side to nudge his wife. She remained still, her face buried into her feather pillow. "Peyton" He peeked open one eye and squeezed her hip. "Go get your kid."
"Ohhh hell no" Her raspy voice came muffled through her hair. "She isn't calling for me."
Lucas kicked off the covers and rolled his feet onto the floor. "I liked her so much more when she couldn't talk." Peyton's leg slid out from the sheets and kicked his thigh. "Ow" He turned to look at his moppy headed mess of a wife and sent her a playful glare.
"Be nice" She threatened and ignored any response he might have had by pulling his pillow on top of her head.
He left the bedroom wearing his signature pair of gray sweatpants and a white wife beater. Crossing the hall, he opened the door to Elizabeth's Nursery. The first thing he saw, after turning on the light, was Elle. Tears pooled down her cheeks and she out stretched her arms towards him. "Dada" She sobbed.
His anger and distaste from being forced out of bed faded and he smiled at the unpleasant look on his daughters face. "What's wrong El?"
Her chubby arms crossed themselves and she pouted with her ever evident attitude. "Out now"
With a shake of his head he lifted Elle up under the arms and placed her feet on the carpeted floor. She teeter tottered and walked towards the door, still unsteady with her actions. Luke followed behind her closely, watching her like a hawk, ready to swoop down at any second. But, like always, her heavy head over balanced her body and she threw herself forward onto her knees and continued to crawl until she got to the entrance of her parents' bedroom. She pulled herself up on the frame of the door and walked to her mother's side of the bed. "Ma" She whined, reaching up towards the mattress, her tiny arms barely reached the top.
Suddenly, Peyton's hands snaked out from the covers and she snagged Elle off the floor and pulled her onto the bed. She snuggled up to her mother's chest and Lucas got in on his side of the bed and wrapped his arms around them. "What time is it?" She asked, burying her face into Elle's hair.
"730; Do you think she knows?"
"Who, Elle?" Peyton shrugged and tightened her hold on her daughter. "Probably not, but she's in for a day of excitement."
"The whole family."
"I know, we haven't had everybody together since before college."
The curly blonde mother watched as Elle grew tiresome of the position she was in and sit up to bounce lightly on the mattress. "It was nice of Haley and Nathan to let us throw the party at their house."
"Well it's their friends and family too, so I don't think they mind that much." Lucas placed a hand on Elle's back as she used his legs to get back up into a standing position.
"I'm sad" Peyton pouted, her eyes locking on Luke's.
"I forgot." Luke laughed. "I've been so busy lately, with the new book; Time just flew by."
"One year for us" Peyton smiled. "One year for her."
"F-ew-d Ma" Elle drawled out, falling on her butt. She was passed getting embarrassed each time she fell. Now she would just get back up and try again.
"Okay let's get you fed and ready for your birthday party." She moved off the bed taking Elle with her.
"My Parreey?" Elle questioned, holding her hands out by her shoulders while being carried into the kitchen.
"Yes baby, your party."
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Close to three hours later the Scott families were setting up the back yard at Nathan and Haley's house, getting ready for Elle's first birthday party. The area was equipped with balloons, a moon bounce for the older kids and Jamie's friends and a table piled high with food. Peyton carried Elle on her hip, while Haley followed behind cradling Caroline in her arms. "Wah-er" Elle pointed towards the pool, bouncing in Peyton's arms.
"Daddy's going to take you in the pool later El"
"No!" She argued. "Now"
Peyton shook her head at her daughter and blushed as Haley laughed. "Don't worry, she's just getting used to being able to express herself. She'll be demanding at first, but just think about it. She's yours and Lucas kid. There's a chance she'll end up being the silent brooding kid you guys were."
"Luke used to make comments all the time about how she was "mommy's girl" but as she's gotten older, she's definitely grown onto Lucas."
"It comes with the territory. Jamie is such a mommy's boy and Caroline is already attached to Nathan, but it's not a big deal. Think about all the funny Lucas traits she'll pick up."
"The squint!" Peyton shouted.
"Exactly!" Haley echoed and both girls laughed.
"Peyt" Lucas stepped onto the patio through the slider door carrying a small dark haired brunette child. "Hales, my Ma's here."
"Da!" Elle gasped excitedly, although she had just seen her father minutes before. She wiggled in her mother's arms and Peyton placed her gently on the ground as she tried to unsteadily walk to her father.
"Oh my" Karen said in awe as she watched her granddaughter waddle across the grass towards Lucas. He carefully swung Lily around before setting her on the steps and walking down to catch Elle in his arms as she leapt at him. He held her against his chest and felt Karen come up beside him, resting a hand on his arm.
"Hey El, can you say hi to grandma and Lily?" Elle turned her face into Luke's arm, holding on tightly. "Don't be shy. Can you say hello?"
She turned her head back as Peyton and Haley stepped in beside him, both offering Karen a small wave while they kept most of their attention on Elle. "Hi" The soon to be one year old whispered to the people standing in front of her.
"And who is this?" Karen asked Haley, reaching towards the infant.
"This is Caroline." She handed over her daughter and Karen rocked her gently.
"So many new and exciting things going on in Tree Hill. I'm really starting to miss it."
"Well we miss you" Haley said squeezing Karen's arm.
"Peyton" A new voice reached out and she turned quickly. Entering from the gate in the side yard was Larry Sawyer.
"Dad" Her voice fell and she ran towards him. He eloped and held her in a very secure hug.
When they pulled back, he pushed the hair from her face and looked into his daughter's eyes. "You look good kid."
"Thanks Dad, I'd like to say the same to you, but the smell of salt water on your clothes has turned me off to any compliments worth sharing." She stuck her tongue out at him and intertwined their arms, pulling him towards the group of people. "I was just kidding. You look great. I'm so happy you could come in for a visit."
"Well it is my granddaughter's first birthday." Larry cooed, lightly bumping Peyton's hip.
"Luke" She motioned for him to join them, as he watched Haley and Karen deep in conversation. He walked towards them dropping Elle in her arms and shaking Larry's hand.
"Mr. Sawyer" Luke spoke politely.
"Larry." The man encouraged.
"Larry" The now embarrassed blonde responded.
"How are you Lucas?" He released the man's hand and side glanced at Peyton who was whispering softly into Elle's ear. "How's book number three coming?"
"I'm good, the books at the printers, so I'll be sure to send you a copy when it's released."
"Hey Dad" Peyton raised Elle on her hip. "Listen to this." She whispered into the baby's ear and she turned to meet her mother's green eyes. "Say it" Peyton continued.
"Grapah" She unsurely spoke out.
A smile grew over his face, lined with age, and he reached forward to take her into his arms. "You can talk?" He asked Elizabeth.
"No" Elle nodded her head at the man.
Peyton and Lucas laughed. "She doesn't know yes yet, but we've been working on Grandpa for a while now. I don't think she understands the yee sound in yes." Peyton explained and tickled the baby's back. "Well come on in. Say hello to everyone. Andy and Nathan are in the kitchen. Skills is coming, if you remember him and Deb is bringing her boyfriend. Brooke and her husband Julian."
"Oh I remember Julian." He boosted Elle up in his arms and swung her lightly.
Peyton rolled her eyes and her father's joke and took Lucas' hand in hers. "Sam's coming and Fergie and Junk. And I'm pretty sure everyone in all of Tree Hill was invited, so it won't be too boring"
"We kind of used Elle's birthday as an excuse to have a well disserved reunion." Luke said eyeing his watch. "But it should be pretty quiet until around noon or so."
"Ya, I heard Jamie's bringing a bunch of classmates that are going to be in his second grade class in the fall, so crazy and chaotic kids everywhere. And oh yeah, I really want you to meet Ryden, the girl who works for me. I've told you about her I'm sure."
"Yes yes, many times."
"Okay, okay" She saw Lucas shaking his head from the corner of her eyes. "Then let the party begin."
By twelve thirty the party was in full swing. Food had been grilled, bags of chips had been opened and music was roaring from the speakers Peyton had brought from the studio. Kid's had piled in the moon bounce and some were jumping off walls and into the pool. Most of the adults sat up on the patio, watching over their kids, talking to other parents and friends. Luke, Nate, Andy, Julian, Larry and all the other men were talking near the grill, beers in hand and Haley had gone upstairs with Peyton to change their respective children's diapers.
"Have you seen Ryden at all?"
"No, I haven't" Haley responded to Peyton's question. "But I was surprised when Sam walked in with Julian and no Brooke."
"I did notice that."
"Maybe the honeymoon stage is over and they've had their first fight." Haley suggested.
"I don't think so." Peyton pulled her cell phone out of her pocket. "If that had been the case, Brooke would have come here and Julian would have stayed home."
"Good point."
Peyton sat Elle up the changing table and kissed her soft forehead. "Ma" Elle smiled, throwing her hands out. "Wawa"
"Silly girl" Peyton pulled her onto her hip. "Do you wanna go in the pool?" The blonde baby nodded. "Okay, I'll take you in the water even though Daddy promised he would. And then you're getting a nap."
"No!" Elle wailed.
"Yea Elle" Haley encouraged. "You have to take a nap so that when you wake up, you can have birthday cake!"
"Cayeke?" She sounded out, a smile plastered over her chubby cheeks.
"And Mommy's gonna eat it all unless you take a nap" Peyton pretended to eat Elle's fingers by sticking them on her lips.
"Wahwa" Elle demanded again.
"Yes yes my baby. Water, I know" Peyton turned to Haley. "Are you going to put Caroline down now or wait a while?"
"I think I'll wait a while, get her feed and tired out."
"Sounds like a plan. I'll let Elle splash around on the steps in the pool." She carried Elle down the stairs and out through the back door. The boys were still stuck in intense conversation and Jamie and his friends ran quickly through the back yard. Millicent and Mouth must have just arrived because they were embraced in each other's arms, having just showed off Millie's new engagement ring. Peyton, having seen it two days ago, smiled to herself and buried her nose in Elle's hair. She walked to the steps of the pool, thankful that Jamie and his friends were having flipping contests in the moon bounce. She kicked her sandals off and shimmied down her shorts with one hand, standing in black bathing suit bottoms with a white wife beater on over her top. She carefully pulled Elle's dress over her head and moved onto the steps leading deeper into the pool. She sat Elle on the shallowest step and kneeled in front of her, holding her hips securely.
"Ma!" Elle gasped, feeling the water with her hands. "Waher"
Peyton smiled as Elle innocently splashed and kick her feet wildly. Peyton's Tshirt was soaked. Anyone who looked could see right through to her bathing suit top.
"Dye spahsed" Elle babbled.
"Look at you" Peyton encouraged her daughter. She released one of her hands and cupped a small amount of water, and dumped it on the back of Elle's hair, letting it trickle down her back. The little girl laughed kicking more violently. Peyton cursed at her attempt to keep her hair dry, having thrown it up with a hair tie before.
Lucas walked down from the patio, leaving the group of guys behind. He knelt down by the pool steps and placed his hands over Peyton's. Elle turned around, surprised, and a slightly toothy grin shown over her face. "Da!" She slapped the water excitedly with her hands.
She reached her hands up towards him. "Owt now" He lifted her into the air and cradled her on his hip. He didn't mind that her tiny wet body was soaking his shirt or that she weight ten pounds more because of her engorged diaper. "Waher" She explained. "Der" And she pointed.
"I see" He watched as Peyton walked up the pool steps and pulled the wet Tshirt off her body. His eyes enlarged as he saw her formed abs. How long had she been working on those? It wasn't until then he realized that he spent a lot of time looking at his wife half naked in the light.
She raised her eyes at him as his eyes trailed up her chest. Her still sulking boobs over filled her top, but he knew ahead of time that'd be the case. Pregnancy had treated him to awards in all the best ways. "I think we should go put Elle down for a nap" Luke enquired.
"I can do it" She replied plainly, not catching on.
"No, we should go together, and take advantage of that spare bedroom that Elle's will be napping in."
Peyton blushed, taking a look at anyone who may be listening in. "We are not going to do that in Nathan and Haley's house."
"Why not?" He shrugged. "It'll be quick."
""I haven't been taking anything." She crossed her arms. "And I know sure as hell you didn't bring anything."
"So, we were going to start trying after Elle started walking. And now look, she's walking and talking and we're ready babe."
"No Luke, not here." She whispered. "Talk to me about this later."
He took two steps towards her, closing Elle between them. "No, let talk about this now. Upstairs" He had leaned over to whisper huskily in her ear.
"Where did the sudden lust come from?" She questioned.
"Since you decided to wear that bathing suit" Peyton playfully rolled her eyes.
"You'll just have to endure. Now give me back my baby so we can go change."
As he handed her back over to her mother, he smiled, his lips reaching out towards her ear once more. "For Elle. I'm sure she would love having a brother or sister."
Peyton pulled back, tightening her grip on her child. "I can't tell if it's your testosterone or you heart talking"
"What does it matter? I know you'll cave in eventually."
"While that may be, it will not be here. Can't you just keep it in your pants until we get home?"
"Is that a trick question?" She began to walk away. "I mean I could if I tried, but I'd much rather have me wicked ways with you right now…it that baron guest room, with locks."
"In the same room as your daughter, nice Luke. Great parenting." He followed her inside and waited as she wrapped a towel around her and Elle. They continued up the stairs and Peyton looked over her shoulder at Luke. "I'm not doing it Luke."
"There's always the bathroom. We wouldn't be in the same room."
"I hope you mean us in the bathroom, because locking your one year old in a bathroom just doesn't seem safe." She opened up the guest room door and changed Elle into a dry diaper before lying her down in the crib. She turned around and saw Lucas, leaning up against the door frame, arms crossed and a silly grin teasing his mouth.
"Drop the towel." He demanded.
"What!? No!" Her grip on her towel tightened. He closed the door and flicked the lock, turning his glace back towards Peyton. "Lucas I have to change back into my clothes, please go." He walked towards her, hands out, reaching for her hips. She backed up into the bed, trying to keep her hands tight on her towel, keeping it bunched up under her arms. He finally reached her, hands kneading the towels fabric just above her hips. He watched her eyes catch his. "Seriously Luke?"
He pushed her back onto the mattress of the bed, her body bounced slightly. He laid down on top of her, holding her still. She was unable to move. "Oh I am serious wifey."
"Lu-" He cut her off with his lips, dancing his tongue into her mouth. She moaned, her hands growing weak as she tried to push him away. He smiled against her, pinning her arms above her head, using his other hand to pull the towel away. As soon as it had been discarded on the floor, he released her hands, and ran his fingers up and down her body, his tongue still at work on the inside of her mouth. She shook her head, setting him free. "No!" She yelled louder.
"Are you rejecting me Peyton Scott?" Damnit, he'd used her last name against her. His teeth grazed her ear lobe and she shivered. "That hurts"
"No, I'm not rejecting you. I just think we need to find a better place for this, preferably away from our daughter." He dragged her body into his arms, and carried her to the bathroom. "That's not what I meant Luke and you know it. Can't you wait until we get home?"
He closed the door behind them.
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"I can't believe you made me do that." She slapped his bare chest as they walked from the bathroom. He collapsed onto the bed, naked, watching her reach into her back pack for dry clothes to change into. He placed his arms behind his head and smiled playfully. "Don't look at me like that Lucas Scott. I'm so angry at you, you have no idea. And keep your mouth shut because Elle's out cold." She pulled on her underwear and a pair of jean shorts. He tried to muffle a laugh but failed. "What's so funny" She whispered, snapping on her bra.
"You weren't angry at me five minutes ago. I remember some begging, some thanking, some apologizing even, but no anger"
She threw her blue tang top on over her head, taking longer than usual to hide her look of pleasure. "You took advantage of me!" She explained.
"It's my job" He wagged his ring finger at her, smiling happily.
A knock echoed from the door. "P. Scott?" Brooke's voice rang out. "You in there?"
"Ya, I'm just changing out of my bathing suit. Be down in a minute."
"Kay, and bring miniyou. I've got some news." Her footsteps were heard backing away from the door and Peyton turned her attention to her husband.
"Put on some god damn clothes." He got off the bed and pulled on his jeans, then motioned for her to come towards him. "What?" She asked taking one step forward.
"Come 'er." He whispered, falling into step beside the crib near the window. She joined him, and his arms instantly wrapped around her waist. "Cute kid"
"Very, cute" Peyton agreed. She turned around in his arms and gave him a quick kiss. "Thanks for that"
"So you're not angry anymore?"
She laughed. "Nah, you brought back the Peyton Sawyer I knew before marriage and a baby. I kind of missed her"
"That's good to hear, but I kind of like you the way you are now. Motherly and affectionate."
"Thank you Luke" She squeezed his arm briefly before bending down to pick up Elle. She remained sleeping, which Peyton was mostly thankful for.
"I'm going to need a few minutes; so I'll check in with you later." She rolled her eyes before leaving the room.
The kitchen, as she entered, was vacated by Deb, Karen and Haley, who were busy near the oven. Brooke was outside by the grill, hands intertwined with Julian's. Sam stood near them, sipping a Diet Coke. "Hey guys" Peyton said making her appearance, Elle still asleep against her chest. Julian moved past them to Lucas who had just come out the slider door. "Nice to see you showed up, B. ExDavis."
"Sorry, I had a last minute appointment. I'll explain later."
"It's fine, you weren't the only no show. Ryden's still not here." She gave a quick glance around before shrugging her daughter closer to her.
Brooke lowered her eye brows. "Ryden's not coming…" She clarified and Peyton tilted her head. "I thought you knew that."
"What?"
Sam choked on her soda and whipped her mouth quickly. "Elle looks adorable in that dress." She recovered quickly.
"Wait, why isn't Ryden coming?" Peyton took a step back and locked her eyes on Sam's. "Is she busy? She skipped work on yesterday so she could finish her summer school project before today."
Brooke looked at Sam, confusion blinked across her face. "Sam?" Brooke asked. "Ryden didn't tell-"
"She told me she would, but not to say anything"
"Tell me what?" Peyton ran her hands through Elle's hair for comfort.
Brooke and Sam looked between each other before the eldest brunette gave a sharp nod. "She's not coming because," Brooke started slowly; her eyes still locked on Sam's. "Because, she's in the hospital Peyton."
"What?" She questioned once more air drastically escaping her lungs.
"She skipped right over stage two and into five." Sam explained.
"But there are only five-"
"I know." Brooke's face fell for her friend.
"I looked it up and-"
"We know sweetie" Brooke placed her hand on Peyton's shoulder. The blonde replaced Elle in her godmother's arms, before backing away further.
"I've got to go"
Oh hot damn this is the bread toast and jam. Of the story of course.
TWO CHAPTERS LEFT YOU GUYS! But what do you think is going to happen?
DH will be followed by another full length story, so don't panic too much!