Ok, so even though only jeytonlover voted on the whole Peyton thing (thank you, by the way!), in this chapter we find out whether the baby is a boy or a girl (I asked 8 of my friends and it was split 5/4, so it was really close). I know that at this stage of the pregnancy you wouldn't be able to tell the sex of a baby from the ultrasound scan, but I'm using a bit of artistic license. There's also acontinuity error here because I said earlier that Tree Hill doctors don't tell you the sex of the baby, but again, use of artistic license. Maybe they introduced it in the last few months – use your imaginations!

Anyway, enjoy!

"Miss Peyton Sawyer?" The nurse poked her head around the waiting room door. "We're ready for you now."

Peyton got her bag and followed her into the ultrasound room. It was now a month since she had told Brooke about it, but she had only just come round to the fact that she was pregnant.

Hi Peyton,M name isDr Greenberg, but call me Bryony. If you could just lie down on the bed here and I'll put some of this jelly on your stomach."

Peyton got up onto the bed and pulled up her ancient Ramones top. When she'd put it on that morning, she was trying to remember a time when things weren't this difficult, but then she realised they always were.

"So, how far along are you?" Bryony asked.

"Three months, I think."

"Yes, that's what I was guessing from the stage the baby is at. Can you see it there?" Bryony touched the screen and pointed out where everything would eventually be. Peyton's heart skipped when she realised that this tiny being inside her was going to turn into a baby. A real, live, crying, peeing baby.

"What about the father?"

"What about him?"

"Have you told him about the baby? What is he; your husband, your-"

"My boyfriend." Peyton interrupted. "And I haven't told him yet. The right moment just hasn't come, I guess."

"Well, the right moment better come soon, because you're going to start showing soon, in the next two weeks or so." Bryony smiled. "There are times when having a gorgeously flat tummy that any woman would die for-" She pointed at her own, slightly flabby stomach "-does you no favours. Ok, so it seems everything is in perfect order. Would you like to know the sex of the baby?"

Peyton swallowed and nodded.

"Yes, please."

"Well, Miss Sawyer, you are going to have a beautiful baby boy."

oooOOOooo

"Hi Jake, I'm so sorry I'm late." Peyton almost ran up to the restaurant entrance where Jake was waiting for her. "I had some stuff to sort out."

"No worries. I got my test results back about a half hour ago and I'm absolutely fine, so I'm in a pretty good mood, but I wouldn't say the same for Carla's new man." He smiled and kissed her on the cheek. "Shall we go in?"

Once they were sat down and ordered, Jake cleared his throat and started to talk.

"Ok, so tell me if I'm completely out of order, because we haven't been dating that long, but I just have a few things to say." He swallowed and paused. "I love you, Peyton, and I want to be with you forever. I want to have a family with you, and we've got a headstart because of Jenny…"

He trailed off, then produced a diamond solitaire and looked up at Peyton. "Peyton Elizabeth Sawyer, will you marry me?"

Peyton smiled.

"Oh my word, I don't know what to say… I love you too, but-"

"Oh God, there's a 'but'."

Peyton's head screamed at her "This is the right moment! Tell him, tell him!"

"There's something you need to know. The reason I was late was because I was at the hospital having… having and ultrasound scan." Peyton looked nervously at Jake.

"You're pregnant?"

Peyton nodded.

"That is great!" Jake laughed. "It is mine, right?" Peyton nodded again, this time smiling. "There is nothing I would want more. God, is this the best day ever or what!"

"Well, now we've got over that…" Peyton sighed and laughed. "Yes, I will marry you. I'll marry you!" Peyton half-shouted tears of happiness filling her eyes.