Pilot, Can You Help Me?
By: MissUnderstood92
Disclaimer: I own nothing but the ideas in my head :)
AN: WARNING: This chapter has mature content in the third paragraph, in case you want to skip over it.
I am outside
And I've been waiting for the sun
With my wide eyes
I've seen worlds that don't belong
My mouth is dry with words I cannot verbalize
Tell me why we live like this
Brooke looked out her window, thinking about her year so far. It was the Scotts first new year with Georgie. Brooke and Lucas both decided they would just stay home with Georgie this year to watch the ball drop in New York City. Looking back, Brooke did have regrets for this year. She had ignored her living son while she was grieving the death of her other one, made her relationship with Lucas almost reconcilable, and just messed her life up completely. She vowed not to let anything get in the way of her's and Lucas's dreams together ever again. Their dreams to have more children, to get a bigger house, to just live their own happily ever after; and she wasn't going to let anything get in the way of those dreams any longer. She would always live with the memory of her son, her Mattie. But she wouldn't let his death get in the way of her happiness.
Keep me safe inside
Your arms like towers
Tower over me
Brooke was shaken from her thoughts when she felt Lucas's arms around her body. "Hey you" She smiled softly as she spoke, and he kissed her temple lightly. "Hey. Feels good to be out of therapy, doesn't it?" He sent her a small half smile as she nodded, "Whatcha thinkin bout Pretty Girl?" She turned around in his arms and smiled. But it was a real smile this time, one that actually reached her eyes, and Lucas saw her eyes glisten a little bit in the sun as they stood by the window. "I want to have another baby" She declared, and watched as Lucas got a worried look on his face. "Are you sure, Brooke? It's only been a year; I don't want you to feel rushed just because of the fact that I want more kids--" Brooke silenced him by crashing her lips into his "Luke, I love you, but you need to shut up" The smile never left her face as she spoke "I was thinking about it before, and I really do. We can't keep putting our futures on hold just because we're scared, Luke. We have one beautiful son, and yeah, we were lucky enough to have two, but we still have one. And he's already a year old, and the first year of his life we weren't really fair to him. We didn't give him our all, really, and I don't want to live like that"
Yeah
Cause we are broken
What must we do to restore
Our innocence
And oh, the promise we adored
Give us life again cause we just wanna be whole
"I want us to be whole again, Luke." With that, Lucas pressed his lips against hers, slipping his tongue into her mouth as she parted her lips a bit. He took hold on the small of her sides, guiding her to the bed as he gently placed her on the sheets, slipping his hands underneath her shirt. She craned her neck upward, massaging her tongue against his as her moan was muffled by his mouth on hers. She slipped her hands between them, fumbling with his belt, then his jeans zipper, pushing them down with her legs. His shirt had been discarded previously, along with her shirt. She quickly pushed his boxers off his legs with her hands as he unbuttoned her pants, using both hands to slide them down her legs, moving with them as he watched every inch of her skin. Brooke propped up on her elbows, removing her bra as he came back up her body, taking a breast into his mouth while he worked the other with his hand. She threw her head back in pleasure, his name coming out of her mouth as she moaned. He rubbed himself against her entrance, feeling the wetness that came from it. Smirking to himself, he moved back up to her lips, running his hands up her back, into her chocolate tresses. He swiftly moved himself into her, gaining speed as their hips rocked with each others. "Mm Luke!" She screamed as she tightened around him, feeling him slide easily before she let herself go, exploding. He followed her shortly, hearing her moan into his mouth, which came as music to his ears.
Lock the doors
Cause I like to capture this voice
it came to me tonight
So everyone will have a choice
And under red lights
I'll show myself it wasn't forged
We're at war
We live like this
As Lucas fell on top of his Brooke, he continued to kiss her, pulling away. He looked into her eyes as he kept her close to his body, his hands still on the small of her back as she placed her head onto his chest. He took a tendril of her chocolate hair, and fingered it in his calloused hands. "I love you, you know that?" Her voice seemed to get even raspier after they made love, which drove him mad. "I love you too Pretty Girl" She tilted her head against his smooth chest to look into his ice blue eyes, another smile adorning her face. He took in her appearance, her perfect white teeth shining as her mouth formed into the perfect smile. Her dimples, his favorite part about her, seemed deeper than ever, and he couldn't help himself but to lean downward and kiss her again. And again, and again, and again until her laughter kept him from continuing. Their son's small cry rang from the small walkie-talkie looking device on their bedside table. "Looks like your son's up from his nap" Brooke noted, pushing herself up from his chest and wrapping the sheet around her body. "Do you want to get him so I can get dressed for our hardcore party tonight?" She half smiled as he nodded, collecting his boxers, jeans, undershirt, and his black and white flannel shirt. He quickly pulled on his underwear and jeans, before slipping his flannel on, leaving it unbuttoned.
Keep me safe inside
Your arms like towers
Tower over me
Lucas walked into his young son's room, a smile on his face as he saw the little boy standing in his crib, aided by the white bar. The brooder reached into the crib, lifting Georgie out of the crib and into his arms. "Hey buddy. You excited for your first New Year's?" He exited the room, and walked down to the kitchen, grabbing a bottle and quickly warmed it up. After handing Georgie his bottle, the pair joined Brooke on the couch as she had Dick Clark's New Year's Rockin' Eve switched on. Lucas had her arm around Brooke's shoulders as she leaned against him with Georgie on both their laps.
Cause we are broken
What must we do to restore
Our innocence
And oh, the promise we adored
Give us life again cause we just wanna be whole
As midnight neared, Brooke looked down in her lap to see Georgie half asleep in her lap, his empty bottle still in his grasp. Brooke took her hand and ran it through his soft brown hair. She leaned down and kissed him lightly. "Only two more minutes baby. It's your first New Year's, so try and stay up for mommy, okay?" She smiled softly, rubbing the baby's back. She looked up to see Lucas coming from the kitchen with two glasses of red wine in his hands. "I thought we could bring in the new year nicely" He put both glasses on the table, seeing George almost asleep. "Poor guy can't handle it, huh?" He smirked, lifting the boy into the air and blowing air into his stomach. Brooke grinned as she heard the laughter come from her son, and continued to grin as Lucas kept blowing into his stomach, keeping the child laughing. "Well, you definitely woke him up now" She told him lightheartedly. "All he needed was a minute with daddy" He moved the little boy to underneath his arm, moving him again to his lap as he sat down next to Brooke.
Tower over me
Tower over me
And I'll take the truth at any cost
"5...4...3...2...1...HAPPY NEW YEAR!" Brooke turned to her left and leaned in, kissing Lucas gently. "Happy new year baby" She looked at Lucas's lap, seeing George bouncing up and down with his arms in the air as he watched all the celebration on TV. "Happy new year to you too baby boy" She said as she kissed George all over his face, sending him to a fit of put him down on the ground, and the baby immediately grabbed onto the table to balance himself. He walked along the table, and Brooke hit her husband's leg, telling him to go get the camera. He quickly ran, getting the videocamera and ran back, recording his son the second he walked into the room. Brooke watched in amazement as George neared the corner of the table, letting go of it with one hand. He stumbled a bit as he let go of his other hand, but then took his first steps before falling right on his butt. "Luke?" Brooke whispered, and he sat down next to her "yeah?" She turned to him slowly "Please tell me you got that" And when he nodded, she quickly got up, bringing Georgie into her arms. And for a second, she forgot about everything that had happened that year. All the sadness and grief that the Scott family had gone through, and she just let herself be happy and kiss her baby boy all over his face because she had finally let herself be happy with her husband, and as she turned to him, and kissed him deeply, she knew they would get their dream, because that was the second she decided to tell him. "Baby I'm pregnant"
AN: Okay, don't hate me here guys, but I decided to make this chapter the last one. I was going to do an epilogue, but I figured it was okay to just leave it here. I have another story coming out soon, and it's a Brathan one, and kind of different from all the rest of my stories. Keep a look out for it, and thanks everyone for all your support during this story, and thanks for all my consistent reviewers, ya'll know who you are.
