Ok, I am very very sorry this chapter is past the two week mark; I had two weeks of late nights and learning lines for a play I was in. Double sorry because it is even shorter than normal. Kind of my fault because I only had a couple of small things to put in this chapter.

Anyway, good things come in small packages, right? Hope this is the case.

Lucas pulled the door closed behind him after picking Katie and Callie up from school and nursery. He had been back from Charlotte two days and was embracing the fact that he was actually in Tree Hill to pick the girls up, and giving Samantha some time off in doing so. He switched on the TV to occupy the kids and quietly climbed the stairs to check on his wife. She had not been feeling too good when he left that morning, and so he wanted to make sure that she was feeling ok now.

As he reached the bedroom, he heard Samantha talking in a hushed voice – probably into a phone; he could only hear her speaking. He pushed the door open a little and Samantha motioned for him to 'wait a second'.

"No, I haven't told him yet. I've got to go, I'll call you later. Bye." She pressed the 'off' button on her phone.

"Who was that?" Lucas made his way further into the room.

"Oh, just a friend."

"Who? And what haven't you told me? Because-"

Samantha cut Lucas off, changing the subject.

"Stop being so nosy, honey! Wait here, I've got something to show you." She pushed him down on to the bed and disappeared into the en-suite. A moment late she came back out, smiling and holding a positive pregnancy test.

"Oh my word, that is… wow!" Lucas jumped up and hugged her, catching sight of his watch in them process. "Oh, I'm late…"

"Late for what?"

"Brooke and I are going to see that new movie, you know, the one with – anyway, we haven't done anything just as friends for ages. Oh, I love you so much, you know that?"

Samantha nodded.

"I'll see you later." Lucas kissed her quickly and left the room. She watched the door for a minute or two, wondering what the hell she was going to do now.

oooOOOooo

Brooke was pacing. She had been doing a lot of that since the fight with Peyton. They each knew that they were both too stubborn to be the first one to call. So, to vent her anger and frustration, Brooke paced.

There was a knock on the flat door. Lucas. Well, Brooke thought, we'll miss the trailers but at least we'll catch the film. She opened the door and let him in.

"Hi, Brooke. Sorry I'm late."

"Hey. Don't worry, I'm sure you had a good reason." Brooke reached up to hug Lucas. When she thought about it later, she blamed it on the feel of his strong arms around her, his familiar scent so close. When he pulled away from the embrace, she quickly planted a soft, short kiss on his lips. He looked at her for a few moments, his smouldering blue eyes burning into hers. Then he leaned in and kissed her back, with all the passion and feeling they used to have. It was amazing. There were fireworks going off in Brooke's head, so many thoughts rushing around. She knew it was wrong, but it just felt so good…

Then Lucas pulled away.

"I'm sorry… I, we, I mean, we can't do this." He stammered, looking around, desperately searching for a distraction.

"Yeah." Brooke replied, looking down.

"You're an amazing woman, Brooke, and a great friend, but I have Samantha, and you have Ross…"

"No, Ross and I broke up."

"I'm sorry. And Brooke, Samantha's pregnant! Isn't that great? That was just a stupid impulse thing. I must have just got caught in the moment. We must have."

Brooke nodded and picked up Jamie's car seat.

"Shall we go? We're going to be late."

Lucas smiled apologetically and turned to walk to the car, not noticing the tear in the corner of Brooke's eye.

Ok, next Thursday I am going on holiday for two weeks, which means the next chapter probably won't be up for a month or so. Very sorry, but hope everyone has a good Easter! -TF