A/N: Sorry it took so long, I had horrible writer's block! Please review if you're still reading. I'm pretty pleased with this chapter, it is longer than my normal chapters. I was going to stop in the middle, but I decided to keep going. Enjoy!

Disclaimer: I own nothing, no characters and not the song which is by Ryan Adams!

Chapter 7: Wonderwall

"Nothing fixes a thing so intensely in the memory as the wish to forget it" Michel de Montaigne

The next day Haley woke up at 9:00 and knew that everyone else would be asleep for a while longer. Taylor always slept late and the girls did also. Haley knew from her first few days back in Tree Hill that she wouldn't be able to keep her secrets much longer. She picked up the phone and dialed a familiar number. After 3 rings someone picked up just as Haley was about to hang up.

"Hello?" the masculine voice answered.

"Hey Luke," Haley said into the phone.

"Hales? I haven't talked to you in a while. What's up?"

"There's a lot I need to tell you, and I don't think I can do it over the phone. Are you doing anything now?" Haley asked. If she didn't tell him now, she would lose her nerve and he'd find out some other way.

"Nope, but I don't see how we can talk face to face if you're in New York," Lucas said confused.

"Good thing I'm not in New York then. Can you meet me at the café in half an hour?"

"You're in Tree Hill? Sure I'll meet you. I'll see you soon."

"Thanks Luke, bye."

"Bye Hales," Lucas said and hung up the phone. Haley hadn't been to Tree Hill in years, why was she here now? Lucas' mind was running as he wrote a note for Brooke saying he would be at the café. 30 minutes later, Lucas walked into the café to see Haley already there drinking a coffee.

"Hales?" he asked. She turned around and launched herself into his arms.

"I've missed you so much," she said into his shoulder.

"I've missed you too," he said and put her down. They sat down at the table Haley had been sitting at. "So what brings you to Tree Hill, and where is that cute little girl of yours?"

"That's actually what I needed to talk to you about. I moved back to Tree Hill."

"Since when? Why didn't you tell me before? Where are you living? What about Nathan, he lives here too you know?" Lucas said all in one breath.

"You sound just like your mother. She basically did the same thing when I saw her," Haley laughed.

"Okay, sorry. Now can I have some answers?"

"Of course. I moved back here a few days ago. I wanted to be back with the people I care about. I didn't know Nathan lived here until yesterday when he came to give me my daughter's basketball jersey, and oh yeah, here's the best part: he lives next door to me."

"Wow, that's a lot to take in. So Sadie plays basketball? I figured she would."

"No, Sadie doesn't play basketball, there's more."

"How did he drop off a jersey if…" Lucas started, but was cut off by Haley.

"I have 2 daughters," Haley said quickly before she could back out of telling him. She braced herself for the yelling she knew would come.

"WHAT!" Lucas yelled. Karen looked over and shushed him, motioning to the other customers who were now staring at him. Lucas took Haley's arm and dragged her up the stairs to the roof of the café, and again yelled, "What are you talking about!"

"I have two girl's Lucas, I'm sorry I didn't tell you." Haley could feel herself about to breakdown and Lucas could feel himself lose his temper.

"That's one hell of a secret to keep Haley, how old is the second one? I thought you haven't been with anyone other than Nathan. I can't believe you," Lucas yelled at Haley.

"She's 16 Luke, Sadie's twin. I haven't been with anyone other than Nathan, Lucas."

"No, you didn't have twins. I was there, my mom came out and said that you had one perfectly healthy little girl. I held her in the hospital. I helped you get her settled in at your parents house. There was only one unless I have Alzheimer's or something," Lucas ranted.

"She was born too small, not enough oxygen. She wasn't able to be held, or brought home, or even seen by many people, Luke. As soon as she was able to come home I left again," Haley was now beginning to cry, but Lucas was still angry.

"How could you lie like that for 16 years? 16 freaking years Haley!"

"Nathan needed to know first, Lucas. He needed to know first, and I needed to leave. He wouldn't listen to me, you were already trying to get me to stay, but I couldn't. I needed to leave this place and all of the memories that came with it. If you knew there were two you would have made me stay, I just couldn't." Haley was now crying hysterically on the floor of the roof and Lucas' resolve was breaking. He sat next to her and started to comfort her.

"I would've helped you. You could have told me," Lucas said softly into her ear. He saw how much it must've hurt her to keep this secret, it hurt him too.

"You would've told Nathan," she said softly.

"Is that such a bad thing Haley? He listens to me, he didn't believe he was the father, but maybe he would've if there were two."

"I sent him a letter," Haley said into her knees where her head was currently resting.

"You sent him a letter?" Lucas questioned.

"He wouldn't listen to me, so I sent him a letter. I knew the babies were his, but I had Sadie tested with Chris, a DNA test. He agreed to do it because he knew how much it meant to me. He's been a great friend the past 16 years. I attached the DNA test results to the letter; the letter also said that there were twins."

"He never told me," Lucas said.

"He told me yesterday that he remembers getting the letter and ripping it up as soon as he read 'Dear Nathan'."

"I'm so sorry for everything you've been through Hales," Lucas said while stroking Haley's back.

"I'm so sorry for lying to you. The only people that knew were your mom, my parents, and Taylor. Are you mad ay me still?"

"A little, but its fading. I understand why you did it; I just wish you would've told me."

"I'm sorry," Haley said again and Lucas shushed her.

"Stop apologizing, so now that you've let me know you're secret do you mind filling me in on the details?"

"What details?" Haley asked confused.

"Details like, names, hobbies, looks, etc. about my nieces."

"Oh yeah," Haley said remembering that Lucas had no idea what the girls were like. "Sadie Brianna James-Scott, or pinky, is the artsy one. She loves to sing and dance. She plays piano and guitar and she's a cheerleader. She's smart and basically just like me, except the whole perky-cheery thing."

"Okay, what about the mystery twin?"

"Savannah Joy James-Scott, or JJ, was born exactly 20 minutes after her sister at 4:23 in the morning. Just like her father, plays basketball, makes a lot of smartass remarks. She even has her number as 23 like Nathan's."

"So she knows Nathan is her father?"

"No clue, if she knew her basketball number would be as far away as 23 as she could get. When she was younger she idolized Nathan, I couldn't tell her that he was the father that she hated."

"They hate him that much?" Lucas asked.

"Remember how you felt about Dan? Multiply that by 10 and you've got my girls." Haley said. "I've told them that they shouldn't hate him so much, but they refuse to listen to me about it. They don't even acknowledge the 'Scott' part in their last name, Lucas."

"Wow, that's bad. Do they know what happened back then?"

"I told them everything last night, except Nathan's name. I thought it would make them hate him less maybe, but it didn't seem to have worked."

"I'm sure they'll come around eventually. They'll be seeing him a lot now. They need to find out who he is. They sound like smart girls, they must be if they're your daughters, they'll figure it out, you might want to tell them before it happens."

"I know, it's just going to be so hard. He's Savannah's basketball coach now, she'll be dealing with him everyday, I don't want her to quit or something like that when she finds out."

"Don't let her quit. Tell her to deal with it and tell them that if he wants to be part of their lives than he should let them. At least he wouldn't have a hidden agenda like Dan did when he wanted to know me. They'll all come around and everything will fall into place, just like it should."

"Thanks Luke," Haley said, leaning her head on his shoulder.

"For what?" he asked.

"For understanding, and for making me feel like maybe everything will be okay."

"Anytime, buddy. Now when do I get to meet Savannah and re-meet Sadie?"

"Why don't you come over for dinner tonight? Bring Brooke, I'd love to see her again."

"I'm sure she'd love to see you too. What time should we be over?" Lucas asked.

"How about 6:00? I'll cook and we can catch up."

"Sounds great, I'll see you then," Lucas said, he was excited to have his best friend finally back after 16 years. He just hoped that she would be happy and stay this time. They both got up and walked back downstairs, Haley told Lucas how to get to her house and then left so she would be home before everyone woke up back at home.

When Haley arrived it seemed as though no one was awake yet, but as she ventured further into the house she could hear the soft sounds of a guitar playing in the family room. She walked into the room and saw Sadie curled up on the couch with her guitar playing a song very familiar to Haley. It was a song that Haley had played a lot over the last 16 years. She never knew why, but she always loved this song. It was a song that Sadie began to love as well and learned to play; sometimes they would play and sing it together.

Today is gonna be the day
That they're gonna give it back to you
By now you should've somehow
Realized what you gotta do
I don't believe that anybody
Feels the way I do about you now

Backbeat the word is on the street
That the fire in your heart is out
I'm sure you've heard it all before
But you never really had a doubt
I don't believe that anybody feels
The way I do about you now

And all the roads we have to walk along are winding
And all the lights that lead the way are blinding
There are many things that I would
Like to say to you
I don't know how

I said maybe
You're gonna be the one that saves me?
And after all
You're my Wonderwall

Today was gonna be the day

But they'll never bring it back to you
By now you should've somehow
Realized what you've got to do
I don't believe that anybody
Feels the way I do
About you now

And all the roads we have to walk winding
And all the lights that lead the way are blinding
There are many things that I would like to say to you
I don't know how

I said maybe
You're gonna be the one that saves me?

You're gonna be the one that saves me?
And after all
You're my Wonderwall
You're my Wonderwall

"Sounds good, baby girl," Haley said as Sadie ended her song. Sadie looked up startled.

"How long have you been standing there, Mom?" she asked.

"Long enough; is that what you're gonna sing at the open mic night? It sounded good, you could do that one," Haley said, but to her almost anything her daughters did was perfect.

"No, that one is our song mom, I don't want to share it with anyone else," Sadie said while shaking her head no.

"Have you picked a different one yet?" Haley asked, curious as to which song Sadie would perform. She had so many songs that she loved to play. She hadn't written any of her own yet, but she could always find a song that meant something to her and perform it perfectly.

"I've thought about it, but I think I'll surprise you. You are going to go right?" Sadie asked hopefully.

"What kind of question is that?" Haley asked astounded. "I wouldn't miss it for the world, you know that. What's gotten into you?"

"Nothing, I don't know. I just wasn't sure if you have bad memories or something like that, the way you were hesitant about letting me do it."

"No memory I have, good or bad, would keep me from watching you do something you love. Got it?" Haley asked, pulling her daughter into a hug.

"I got it, thanks mom, I love you!" Sadie said.

"I love you too," Haley replied and paused for a moment before continuing hesitantly. "You know who else might go see you at the open mic night?"

"Who?" Sadie asked, curious of why her mother was so hesitant to tell her whatever it was.

"You're father," Haley answered.

"What about the bastard?" Savannah asked as she walked into the room and plopped onto the couch on the other side of Haley.

"Stop calling him that, and I was just saying that he might be at the open mic night."

"Why would he be there, mom?" Sadie asked. "It's not like he ever cared."

"He might have not cared in the past, but I think he might care now. He's starting to realize his mistakes," Haley said, hoping she was right and wasn't giving either girl a false sense of hope.

"It's a little too late for that now," Savannah said bitterly. She had always been the one to resent their father the most.

"If he did want to be in your lives would you let him? It would be up to you," Haley asked.

"Never," Savannah answered, while at the same time Sadie answered "maybe."

"We don't even know who the mystery man is," Savannah pointed out.

"In time, you'll know in time." She needed to tell them soon, before they figured it out themselves.

A/N: Thanks to anyone who read, please let me know what you thought of it, good or bad. Constructive criticism is good. I'll try to update more now, I seem to have gotten past my writes block, for this story at least. If I get a lot of replies I'll update soon!

Stephanie JJ