Love, Lies, and Loss
Disclaimer: I own no rights to One Tree Hill or any of its characters.
"Luke! Get up!" Brooke scurried around the living room and kicked him.
Lucas got up and grabbed a hold of his girl, "I must say. You are more beautiful in the morning than after you shower."
"Stop messing around! We have to get ready or we're gunna be late," Brooke pushed him off from her and continued to dress.
"Okay, I'm gunna go get dressed."
"Hurry it up mister!"
"I'm moving, I'm moving."
The two rushed to the car after cleaning up and headed to the court.
"We need to talk about last night," Brooke told Lucas as they were driving.
"What about it?"
"Like what this all means. How do you feel now that you're sober?"
"I have a massive headache actually."
"Luke, you know what I mean!"
"I'm fine, Brooke. Last night was good, in fact it was amazing. I'd love to have a repeat of last night every night for the rest of my life, without the alcohol of course."
"Really? I wasn't sure you'd feel that way."
"I told you last night. I can't get you out of my head and as much as I try to, you are still there. You just won't go away."
"Boy, don't you know how to make a girl feel special."
"I didn't mean it as a bad thing. I know what you've done, but I understand now why you did it. I love you as much, maybe more, as I loved you in high school. I know I didn't show it like you needed me too, but I will this time. I can't lose you again. So, how do you feel?"
Brooke smiled, "I feel like everything is finally out in the open. I don't have to keep secrets anymore and I love you for not hating me."
"You better."
"I do," Brooke leaned over and gave Lucas a peck on the cheek. They pulled up outside of the court.
"So, are you ready to have me as a part of your family?" Lucas looked into Brooke's eyes.
"I would love that more than anything," she kissed him with every ounce of kissing talent she had.
"Okay, lets get our son then," Lucas took Brooke by the hand and they trotted into the court.
This time, they both had a seat at the table. Once again, Brad was sitting at the next table. He barely took his eyes off from the couple.
"Let's get this session started," the judge took her seat, "Once again in the case of Brooke Hughes VS. Brad Hughes in the custody case of Tegan Hughes. I have here the results of the paternity test submitted by Mr. Lucas Scott. Is there anything either council would like to say before I read the results."
"No, your honor," both lawyers stated.
"Okay then. According to the paternity test, Mr. Scott, you are not the father of Tegan Hughes."
"WHAT?" Brooke screamed.
"Mrs. Hughes, please contain yourself."
Lucas was staring at Brooke. His eyes were sad. He stood up and left the courtroom.
"Luke!" Brooke yelled after him.
"Mrs. Hughes, please sit down!" the judge warned her.
Brooke's eyes filled with tears at her thoughts. All of this time she had believed Lucas was his father. Now, she dreaded her memories of that one night that most definitely created Tegan.
The judge turned her attention on Brad, "I'm afraid to say, you are not the child's birth father. Regardless of your involvement in his life, I cannot grant you custody at this time," she then turned to Brooke, "I suggest to you that you find his real father and notify him of his son's existence. After he has been notified you can then decide what to do from there. If his father signs over full legal rights to you, Mr. Hughes may still fight for custody based on your ability or lack there of to care for your child. If he refuses, then the custody case will be between you and his biological father. That is all I have to say on this matter."
The instant the judge ended the hearing Brooke ran out the door. She had to find Lucas. She searched around and found him sitting in his car. She knocked on the window. Luke looked at her and placed his head on the steering wheel. He had neglected to lock the doors so Brooke opened his up.
"I had no idea. I swear I never meant for this! I thought you were his father. I never imagined. This can't be happening," Brooke begged for his forgiveness again.
Lucas lifted his head with tears in his eyes, "I don't know. I just don't know anymore. It's not your fault. I know you wanted to believe that he was mine and that we would be together, but I don't know what I was thinking."
"I love you Luke and you love me. This doesn't change what we feel about each other. I still want you to be his father. I want you to be in our lives. I just need to figure out how I'm going to make that happen," Brooke laid her head on his lap.
Lucas placed his hand on her silky black hair, "Go home Brooke. Go home and figure this out. I'm not a part of this anymore. I'm still here, but you're on your own now. I don't want to be a part of this case anymore."
"Lucas, I love you."
"I know," he forced her to stand, closed the door and drove away. Brooke stood there watching until she couldn't see the car anymore. At this moment, it wasn't about her and Luke anymore, it was about her son. There was only one other person that could be his father and Brooke was not looking forward to a reunion with this particular male.
A/N: Way short chapter, I know! I'm sorry about that, but I had to get that out there before I could continue on. I promise next chapter will be extra long to make up for this one!
