Carl Sandburg once said, "A baby is God's opinion that life should go on." I have heard people say that a baby is God's gift to us. To show us what miracles were made of. I tried to make myself see the good in all of this. To see what the purpose of Lucas and I having a child together, but I kept coming up blank. The only thing that could come from this was pain. And maybe it was my karma for calling Lisa Beth a fat slut, after she got pregnant by Jacob Butler our freshman year. Wow, Karma really was a bitch.

"Brooke," Nathan said, leaning into my bedroom. "I made some soup, if you're hungry, I can bring it up to you."

I nodded okay and he disappeared from the door. Nathan was a great guy. He held my hand when the doctor told me the news, and he cradled me outside of the doctors office, when I broke down. I was glad that I came to him for help instead of Lucas.

I heard the front door open and Lucas's shouting my name. I pulled the covers over my head. I didn't want to deal with him today. That's why Nathan brought me home, right after I saw the doctor.

"Brooke," He said once again. His voice getting closer as he climbed the stairs.

I sat up on the side of the bed rubbing my feet around in the fluffy carpet. Lucas entered the room and a look of relief filled his face.

"I was worried about you. I tried to call and you wouldn't answer me."

I didn't answer him. I just sat there watching my feet reshape the carpet with each swipe. Wishing that I could just fade away and not have to deal with him or any of this. Selfish, I know. But it was all still to raw for me.

"Brooke, I thought you were going to the doctor today." He walked over to me, kneeling by the bed. "Brooke, talk to me."

"She did go." Nathan said, returning with my soup in his hand. He placed it on the dresser by the door and put his hands in his front jean pockets.

Lucas stood up and looked down at me, then back to Nathan. "What are you doing here?"

"Brooke needed me."

Lucas laughed. "Why would she need you?"

I stood up and walked over to Nathan. For some reason I felt safe there. I let my hand fall to my side and I reached over to take his hand. "Lucas, I need some time to think. I need you to stay away from me until I am ready to talk."

"Brooke?" He said with pain in his voice.

"I think it's time for you to leave, Lucas." Nathan said, squeezing my hand.

"Brooke, please don't shut me out. This is my problem too." He pleaded. "Let me help you."

Nathan let my hand go and he closed the gap between him and Lucas. "You have done enough, big brother. Now go before I make you leave."

Lucas looked over Nathan's shoulder at me. He bit his bottom lip and walked over to me. "I made a mistake and I hurt you. I know that I don't deserve to be the one you turn to right now. But, Brooke, if the doctor said that you are pregnant, I have a right to know. And you have the right to know that I won't give up on you."

I felt the wind breeze by me as he left the room. My tears rolled down my cheeks, my knees grew week, and like my saving grace, Nathan grabbed me and lifted me into his arms, before I hit the ground. He laid me down on the bed and sat down by me, his fingertips stroking my hair.

"I won't let him hurt you anymore. I will be here for you, always."

NOTE:

Sorry so short: Wasn't as good as I had hoped. I will be able to write more later today. Thanks for the reviews, they keep me going! Kathy-Lynn Brown (erickatie).