A/N: Wow! Guys, I'm blown away by your response! I'm so glad you all love it. Now, I did go back to the last chapter and added/changed a few minor details. I would reccomend that you go back and read it but if you don't here's the summarized version.

Changes made to Chapter 1: In the flashback, I changed Haley's hair color to auburn instead of dark blonde. I also mentioned that Lucas and Brooke were married with a baby in beginning when Nathan is still in his office.

P.S. The house they live in is like Naley's house in season 7 and 8 :)

Chapter 2: Suddenly Everything Has Changed

December 25th, 2010

An unbearable pounding in his head was almost enough to make Nathan not want to open his eyes. He had no idea how much he drank last night until now. Feeling a warm body stir next to him was enough for him to ignore the pain in his head and open his eyes.

When he did, the sight he was met with was enough to knock the breath out of him. He was staring into the most beautiful brown eyes he had ever seen, brown eyes that he thought he would never see again.

"Haley?"

The most breathtaking smile Nathan had ever seen spread across her face. "You were expecting someone el...". Before Haley could even finish what she was saying, he grabbed her face between his hands and pressed his lips against hers.

Somewhat surprised at his eagerness, she brought her hand to the back of his head. Nathan tilted his head to the side and deepened the kiss. When she felt something wet on her cheek, Haley pulled back to look up a him. There were tears streaming down his face. "Baby, what's wrong?" she asked with a worried tone in her voice.

"It's really you." he breathed, looking down at her. She looked the same but different. Her hair was a shade lighter and she looked a little bit older but just as beautiful as ever. He began raining kisses all over her face.

She laughed as his rough stubble tickled her sensitive skin. "Of course it's me. I certainly hope you weren't expecting to wake up next to anyone besides your wife."

"You're my wife?" he whispered, the biggest smile stretching across his face.

Now she was getting worried. "Okay Nathan, what is going on?"

"I honestly have no idea." he laughed, shaking his head.

"Great", Haley huffed as she got off the bed. She was dressed in nothing but cotton panties and one of Nathan's wife beaters. The air was literally knocked out off his lungs when he noticed her large pregnant belly that stretched the fabric of his shirt. "Leave it to my luck to have a husband that looses his memory on Christmas morning." she rambled as she slipped on her silk robe. She turned to see him smiling goofily at her. "What?"

He shook his head, continuing to smile. She hadn't changed a bit. "You're the most beautiful thing I've ever seen."

She sat next to him on the edge of the bed, running her fingers through his hair. He closed his eyes at the feeling. "Are you okay, Nathan? Should I call the doctor?" She asked, her hand stopping on his cheek.

"No, no. I just had one of those dreams that felt so real that I didn't know what was real." he explained, turning his head to kiss the inside of her palm. He brought his hand up to rest on her bulging stomach, his thumb stroking back and forth. "But now I know."

She smiled down at him, covering his hand with hers. "What was your dream about?"

Right as he was about to answer, their bedroom door flew open and ball of energy rushed in the room and jumped on the bed. It was a boy, no bigger than three years old. He looked practically identical to Nathan at that age despite the sandy blond hair on top of his head and his button nose was definitely Haley's. "Daddy", he squealed, plopping himself on Nathan's lap. "You hafta get up! Santy Claus came!"

Nathan just stared at the child on his lap with a look of astonishment as he ran his hand over the boy's blond hair. He couldn't believe it, he always wanted a son. When his father didn't answer him, he turned to his mother. "What's wrong with Daddy, Mama?"

"Come on, Jameson." Haley said, lifting him off the bed. "Daddy still a little sleepy. Why don't you go put your slippers on and me and Daddy will be ready to go open some presents." Jameson's face lit up at the mention of presents. "Does that sound good?"

Nodding his head eagerly, the little boy took off running as soon as his mom placed him on the floor.

After a moment, Nathan finally spoke, his face totally awestruck. "Hate to break it to you, Hales. You are a stunning woman but he has got to be the most beautiful thing I have ever seen."

"You seem to be getting your memory back." she smiled as she slipped on her slipper boots.

He got off the bed and slipped a gray t-shirt over his head. "Why do you say that?"

She walked over to him and wrapped her arms around his waist. "Don't you remember?" she whispered, resting her chin on his chest as she looked at him. "You said the exact same thing to me the day he was born."

In that moment, Nathan hated himself for not remembering a moment that never happened. "God, I've missed you", he breathed, tangling his fingers through her now blonder hair as he pressed his lips against hers.

Before it could escalate at all, they heard a little yet loud voice emit from the hallway. "Mama! Daddy!"

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Standing in the beautiful kitchen of this wonderful house, Nathan looked at the many pictures adorning the french doors on the fridge. There was a picture of both him and Haley on their wedding day, a picture of him in scrubs, holding a newborn baby that he could only assume was Jameson. On the other door of the fridge there was a photo of Haley squeezing and kissing a slightly younger Jameson and a grainy black and white sonogram that he reasoned was the new baby. There was only one photograph that he recognized and that was the one of him and Haley at prom, the one that kept in his office desk.

"Nathan", a beautiful voice broke through his thoughts. He turned around to see Haley reaching up into a cabinet, smiling at him. "Can you hand me the chocolate milk?"

He nodded, opening the door and handing her the carton. She gave him a quick kiss before pouring it into a clear lime green sippy cup. His signature smirk played on his lips at the way her hips swayed as she walked towards the living room.

She approached Jameson who sat in the middle of piles of ripped wrapping paper and new toys. He reached his little hands out for the sippy cup. "Kiss first", she said causing her son to smack a kiss right on her gave it to him as Nathan flopped down on the nearby couch.

Haley wasn't far behind, dropping down next to him and snuggling into his side. "You're a good mother", he whispered against her temple before kissing it.

"And you're a good father, to Jameson and to Ava." She responded, caressing her stomach.

"Ava", he repeated as if trying it out. "I like that, it's perfect."

She laughed, "You should, you picked it."

Right then, the young boy climbed into his father's lap and snuggled against his chest. Nathan hesitantly wrapped his free arm around his small body. "Did you get everything you wanted, buddy?" he asked, nodding towards the pile of presents.

"I guess", he shrugged.

"Jameson Lucas Scott!" Haley laughed, "Don't be rude."

He scurried over to her, wrapping his short arms around her neck causing her to lean back against the couch. "Sorry, Mama."

"It's alright, baby", Haley responded, rubbing a soothing hand up and down his back. Nathan's heart ached at the sight of his wife nurturing their son, even back in high school he always knew that she would be an outstanding mom. "Mama laid out some clothes for you, wanna see if you can get dressed by yourself? If you get it right the first time, the faster we can go to Aunt Brooke's."

The boy pulled back, his eyes wide with joy at the thought of seeing his favorite aunt before scurrying off to his room.

Brooke? Wherever Brooke is Lucas is. Nathan thought, Lucas, He'll know what to do.

Haley got up from the couch and headed towards the kitchen before Nathan stopped her by grabbed her wrist. He pulled her down to him so she was straddling his waist. Burying his face in her neck, he began kissing and sucking the skin there. "If our son wasn't upstairs, I would take you right now on this couch." he muttered into her neck as he scraped his teeth along her pulse point, something he remembered her loving.

Her breath caught in her throat as she threaded her fingers through his dark hair. "You are insatiable, Nathan Scott. Didn't you get enough last night?" she breathed in his ear as she gyrated against his lap.

Damn, he wished he could remember last night.

Slipping his hand beneath her robe and dug his fingertips into the flesh of her thighs. "Don't you get it, baby?" he questioned, huskily. "I can never get enough of you."

Haley crashed her lips into his, pulling at his hair while grinding her lower body into his. He ran his hands up and over her rounded stomach, never in his life would he have thought that pregnancy was sexy. He was wrong, because the sight of Haley carrying his child was one of the sexiest thing he has ever seen.

Just as his hands were about to reach the glorious chest that he had been deprived of for more than eight years he heard, "Mama!" Sighing, he let his head fall into the crook of her neck.

"Who would have though a little boy could be the world's worst cockblocker?" He asked as she reluctantly got up off his lap.

She bent down, laying light kisses on his lips. "You'd think you'd be used to it by now." She stated between kisses. "He's been doing it for three years."

Giving him a quick wink, she headed towards the stairs. He ran his hand over his head as he leaned against the back of the couch. Sighing, he looked down at the situation in his pants. Yeah, he would definitely have to take a cold shower before going to Brooke and Lucas'.

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Walking into the large, regal house, Nathan barely had time to look around before Brooke approached him, Haley and Jameson. "Auntie Brooke!" the young boy squealed as he launched himself into her arms.

"Jame! My favorite Godson, merry Christmas!" Brooke responded as she twirled him around in her arms. "Hello, my lovelies", she greeted, kissing both Nathan and Haley on the cheek.

Nathan watched as Brooke interacted with his son, so natural and carefree, he never would've thought that Brooke Davis could be so maternal. He suddenly noticed the very large diamond ring on her left ring finger as she ran her hand over the boys head. Damn, Lucas did good, Nathan thought.

"So, my dear, where is your handsome husband?" Haley asked as she hung up her coat on the rack in the foyer.

Brooke gestured around her, "Oh, he's here somewhere."

Suddenly, a tall, dark-haired, brown-eyed man that Nathan had never seen walking into the front hallway. "Was I being summoned?" he smiled, bouncing the baby he was holding.

"Uncle Julian!" Jameson shouted as he attacked the man's legs.

"Hey J-man!" Julian said, ruffling the boy's hair with one hand, keeping his other hand occupied with the baby. The baby was dressed in a tiny tuxedo and couldn't be older than eighteen months old.

Haley covered her mouth to keep from laughing as she approached Julian. "Oh, my God, Julian. He looks like a little man!" She exclaimed as she took the little boy into her arms.

"Lee-lee." the baby cooed as he playfully hit his hands against her shoulder.

Julian smiled down at his son, "You can thank his mother for that. Any normal eighteen month old would wear a santa suit on Christmas but, nope, not our son. He goes full on formal wear."

She smiled down at him. "Davis, you have got to be the cutest nephew in the history of the world." she said in a baby voice. "He's looking more and more like you everyday, Juju B."

He blushed. "Is it possible that I will be getting a cooler nickname anytime soon?"

Brooke walked up to him, patting him on his chest. "Juju B fits you just fine."

Davis was quickly distracted by someone over Haley's shoulder. "Nah, nah, nah." he chanted.

"God forbid I try to entertain him while his most favorite person in the world is in the same room." Haley laughed as she approached her husband. The closer she got to him, the more the infant's arms and legs flailed excitedly. "Your favorite nephew wants you."

Nathan almost didn't know what to do as she set the baby in his arms. The man blinked awkwardly as Davis blew a raspberry, covering his face in baby drool.

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Brooke and Haley were getting dinner ready in the kitchen as the boys were in the living room. "Is Nathan alright, Hales?" Brooke asked as she began to peel the potatoes.

"Why do you ask?" Haley returned, dancing around the question.

"Did you see him with Davis? If any man is 'the baby whisperer' it's your husband and earlier it looked like he never even held a baby." the brunette explained, turning towards her best friend. Her face was serious. "What's going on, Tutormom?"

Sighing, Haley wiped her hands off on the dishtowel that was draped over her shoulder. "I honestly don't know. We woke up this morning and he looked at me like he's seen a ghost. He didn't even recognize Jamie."

"Did you talk to him about it?"

"I did and he said that he had a dream that seemed so real. But come on, we've all had that feeling but it wears off within five minutes." Haley rambled. "I'm just so worried about him." She rubbed her hands over her face.

Brooke rubbed her friend's shoulder's soothingly. "Don't worry, Mama, it's not good for you or my niece. Nathan looks as in love with you as ever, who cares if he has a little bit of amnesia. I'm sure it'll wear off by tomorrow."

"God, I hope so." she breathed, blinking away the tears that threatened to fall.

Just then, Nathan walked into the kitchen. "Hales, our son kicked me out of the living room because I wasn't carolling well enough. He wants his mama, I don't blame him." he laughed. She turned around, smiling despite her wet eyes. "What's wrong, baby?" he asked, rubbing her upper arms.

"I'm fine, I'm fine." she reassured, reaching up and kissing him before heading towards the living room. "My voice is needed." she smiled back at them.

"So, Nate" Brooke said gleefully as she continued to chop the vegetables. "How'd your Christmas going? Did Santa give you everything you wanted?"

"More than you know." Nathan laughed lightly, leaning back against the island. "Brooke, can I ask you something?"

She smiled up at him, placing her hands on her hips. "Fire away."

"Where's Lucas?" He asked nervously, twisting his wedding band around his finger.

"Please, Nathan", she sighed, turning away. "I don't want to talk about him, not today."

"I just wanna know why you with that guy instead of my brother."

She was becoming angrier. "Julian is not just some guy. He loves me and I love him and he was here to pick up the pieces after what happened with Lucas."

Brooke went to go around him but he moved in front of her. "Can you at least tell me where he is?"

"Listen", she began, frustratedly running her hands over her face. "I know you have this whole amnesia thing going on but that's no excuse to go digging into our painful past."

He placed a comforting hand on her shoulder. "I'm sorry to upset you, Brooke. But, please, just tell me, where's my brother."

She bit her lip as her chin began to quiver. "Oleander Memorial."

Nathan felt like he got punched in the gut and his heart ripped from his chest. "Th-the cemetery?"

Nodding, she finally let the tears fall and she looking up at him. "He's dead, Nathan. He died four years ago. How can you not remember that?"

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Sorry for another cliffy (I'm actually getting kinda good at them, teehee.) Per usual, reviews are greatly anticipated and appreciated :)

On a side note, I saw Country Strong this weekend and it was phenomenal! The best of 2011 so far, I highly recommend it.