Walking into the doctor's office and holding Peyt's hand I knew this was where I was supposed to be. Maybe not in a doctor's office but her hand in his, offering support, comfort, love. I knew Haley would never be Peyton, and for me to be happy, I needed Peyton back.

We sat in the office for about 15 minutes until Peyt was called back and we followed.

The doctor got her in a gown after a few protests and then asked her to give some samples then started asking questions:

"Have you been feeling faint alot?"

"More than usual."

"Dizziness?"

"Yes"

"Nausea?"

"Yes"

"When was your last period?"

"It's been almost 3 months."

"Have you taken a pregnancy test?"

When that was asked, my jaw literally dropped. But when Peyton gave her answer I was in complete and utter shock.

"I've taken 4. They were all positive."

Brooke gasped. I was stunned. I always imagined having kids with Peyton but never this soon. And was it mine?

Peyton seemed to sense my silent question and looked up at me and tilted her head for me to lean down. She whispered in my ear; "Nate, i've never had sex with Lucas or done anything with him for that matter, this baby is yours. Your a daddy!"

When I heard that I couldn't help but have a big grin on my face. Peyton never had sex with Lucas. Peyton and me were having a baby. And no matter what my fears were - I knew this was it. I could imagine a little baby boy or girl with blonde hair and my blue eyes, with a love of art, and a skill of basketball. Peyton and this baby was going to be my saving grace. And I knew that I had to end things with Haley for my family.

The doctor came back in wheeling a machine and asked Peyt to unbutton her pants and and pull up her shirt while she got things ready. She thing squirted gel on Peytons stomach as she squirmed around from the coldness of it. Then the doctor put the doppler down and we heard a heartbeat and then the doctor told us to look at the screen - there was our baby, mine and Peyton's child. We were having a baby!

"You are about 10 weeks along, in the third month of your first trimester. Everything is looking good, but we need to get you on prenatal vitamins and you need to rest a little bit more, no added stress. And you are due September 8th."

6 months for me to prepare to be a dad. I held even tighter on to Peyton's hand and smiled down at her as Brooke did the same. Things were going to change alot but they were going to change for the better. I was not going to become Dan Scott.