Brooke's POV

Three months later:

It has been over five months, five months since I held his tiny hand and kissed his little forehead. Lucas had moved back in, but for a while, he slept on the couch downstairs. I know he hurt just as much as I did, but he got up every morning and took care of the girls. He was really good about not pushing me too hard to move on. He knew that the loss of my child was something I would never overcome. He respected that. Late at night after Lola was asleep we would sit and talk. Sometimes we would sit in silence for hours, just being close to each other. I had finally gone to see the babies. The three of us had lunch for the first time in months. Haley brought Owen and Mikey over to Peyton's. We sat and talked. Ally was a delightful baby, quiet and sweet. Mikey too was good, he only cried once, but seeing him was harder. I didn't have my little boy anymore, and all I wanted was to have him back. Haley and Peyton were really good too. We all at and laughed and I felt okay for the first time in a long time.

Lucas and I were doing well. We let our relationship return slowly, neither one f us wanting to get hurt. There was one night of passion though, a night where in a drunken haze Lucas and I had sex. It was soon, but it felt right. I had my marriage back.

I was starting to regain my composure and by the time Halloween came a month later I was starting to feel sick. Lucas and I were almost back to how we had been before he moved out. I was feeling happy again. Lola was in first grade, full day, so I often spent the day with Haley, Peyton and Karen. Haley was busy with her boys, but loved her time with them. Peyton's also buy, she has three kids under 4 and Jenny is due in mid November.

A lot of my time I've spent at the Café when I'm not looking after one of the stores. Karen knows that Matt thinks he's the father of Jenny's baby. She doesn't know what to think. She is proud that he is so responsible, that he wants to do the right thing. On the other hand, he is only 15 and she is only 51. I like to spend time with Karen, it makes me feel like I am back in high school and everything is still in my dreams, that my life can go anywhere.

In actuality, I have two daughters, and have lost my darling son. My husband and I have been married for only seven years, but in that time we have lost so much. For almost one year, he didn't live or speak to me. The death of our boy Myles brought him back. Now just eight months later, I am feeling sick. I hope and pray that it is not cancer, I had a family history of it. My grandmother had breast cancer at 50. I am only 33, too young to have suffered so much and too young to suffer more. I get home at 4 and go to Lucas's study.

"Lucas"

"Yeah Brooke?"
"I haven't been feeling well lately. I think I might have something wrong with me, like really wrong with me. I'm scared. I have a doctor's appointment tomorrow, do you want to come?"

"Of course I'll come, but I'm sure your fine."

He was an incredible man, I was thankful to have him back. The next day I went to the doctor and told him that I had been feeling very nauseous for weeks and light headed. Some mornings, I couldn't even bare to get out of bed. He suggested we do some blood work first to check for some things first. He took some blood and told me he'd call me within a week.

That next week was one full of stress. Maia had a big project and Lucas had to pick Lola up from school when she got the flu. I spent one whole day throwing-up in the bathroom. Also, Jenny had gone into labor, Matt ran to the hospital as fast as he could. That was last night, but she hadn't had the baby yet. This morning I got the call.

"Hi, is Mrs. Scott there?"

"This is she." I answered

"This is Dr. Ross's assistant, please hold while I put him through."
"Thank you" I was so nervous. If there were markers for cancer in my blood I could die. I had two children, I had to live. What if it was something else; I had been watching medical shows on television and a part of me knew that they were making me paranoid.

"Brooke?"
"Dr. Ross, what are the results?"

"Well, no cancer, but…"

"Oh G-d, there's a but, this can't be good."

"Actually Brooke, it's nothing bad I don't think. The tests showed that you're pregnant."
"What?!?"

"Brooke, you're pregnant."

"But, I've been pregnant three other times, and I've never felt like this before. Some days I can't even move!"

"Sometimes, the symptoms of morning sickness can be worse for some pregnancies and not others. Also, the grief you feel may also be stressing your body and exacerbating the morning sickness."

"It's too soon isn't it? It's only been eight months."

"Brooke, I can't tell you if it's too soon. Physically, you are fine and should have a healthy pregnancy. You will be monitored more closely, but that should be the only difference should you keep the pregnancy."

"Thank you Dr. Ross, I've got to go"

A/N: Should Jenny's baby be a boy or a girl? Review Please!