Disclaimer: I don't own One Tree Hill. Period, end of dicussion, and if i did you'd know, becuase the writers would pick someone other that Peyton to beat up on. Like, Dan, for example.

October 4th, 2011

Tree Hill, North Carolina

Tree Hill Airport

Lindsay. The one thing that that even had the power to ruin the soaring good mood of Peyton Elisabeth Sawyer was standing there. In front of the blonde music producer and her best friend, who were both standing just outside the field of view of the woman in question, and Lucas. At first she thought she was just being paranoid. Until Brooke met her glance, and she saw the same worry in her best friends eyes that she was sure was in hers.

"What is she doing here?" Brooke hissed, her eyes digging holes into Lindsay's back. "Her plane left like three hours ago."

"You knew she was here?" Peyton asked, her voice quieted in the same hushed tone, as she pulled Brooke behind a bench. "Why didn't you tell me?"

"I thought she was leaving." Brooke poked her head over the seat, checking to see where they were, or what they were doing. "Apparently, I was wrong."

"Brooke! What if he called me by mistake? What if he dialed the wrong number? What if he meant to call her, and now he's like, plotting how to get rid of me?" Peyton's voice was frantic, and when Brooke turned around to face her, the brunette had one eyebrow raised in an expression of complete skepticism.

"Yeah. And then he mixed up your names and quoted something you said to him, by accident, of course. Peyton, her plane probably got delayed, and he stopped over to see her because he didn't want to be rude."

Peyton's reply was cut off by the sound of her phone ringing, and then of footsteps approaching them. First they saw the expensive Prada that Lindsay was wearing, then Lucas sneakers. "Peyton?" His voice was incredulous as he peered behind the bench, his phone still pressed to his ear, and found both Peyton and Brooke crammed between the wall and the seat back, crouching. "What are you doing?" He reached out a hand to pull Peyton back up to her feet, waiting for Lindsay to help Brooke up before he began to talk again. "Do I even want to know?"

Peyton and Brooke both shook their heads. "Probably not."

"Okay then. I just had to clear up some stuff with Lindsay, before we left, and her plane was delayed, so we decided to get it done with." He still looked as though he was completely confused, but he held out his hand for Peyton and snaked his arm around her waist despite Lindsay's presence and the obvious awkwardness.

"I was just saying… goodbye." Lindsay said looking sadly at the recently reunited couple. It was what she had been rooting for, but it stung none the less. Especially after the pleading phone call that she had just made, which she had begrudgingly explained to Lucas was just... nothing.

A good girl friend would have backed off, and let Lucas and Lindsay say their goodbyes, but seeing as Peyton wasn't exactly sure if she was Lucas girlfriend, she personally felt no need to move, and stayed comfortably in his arms.

"Well, goodbye Linds." He said, the awkwardness setting in.

"Bye Luke." She said, sighing before she gave him, and inadvertently Peyton, who was still wrapped in his arms, one last hug, and then turned around, Leaving Lucas, Peyton and Brooke to themselves.

"Why were you and Brooke hiding behind a chair Blondie?" Lucas asked, his eyes bright with humor.

"We were observing you and Lindsay." Brooke answered for Peyton, a grin stretched across her face.

"You didn't trust me?"

"Peyton here was having a heart attack. No offence, Luke. She thought you called the wrong number."

"And then mixed up your names and quoted something you said to me?"

"That is exactly what I said."

"I'm sorry. I freaked out, okay. You caught me off guard with this entire thing, and then I walk in and 'bam' Lindsay's here. It freaked me out." Peyton said, her voice defensive as she fought to explain exactly why she had been freaking out, which was proving to be quite a challenge, seeing as she wasn't exactly sure herself.

Lucas opened his mouth to reply, and probably to apologize, but a voice cut him off, announcing final boarding for their flight. They made their way up onto the plane, one of the bigger ones that Peyton liked so much, and much to Peyton, and Lucas' displeasure, Peyton fell asleep as soon as she was comfortable in the luscious first class seat.

When she woke up, her first instinct was to unbuckle her seatbelt, which she was sure was what was digging into her hip. Without opening her eyes, she attempted to do just that before she realized that something in her arm felt wrong. Opening her eyes, she saw the source of the problem. She was lying down. In a bed. She opened her eyes a bit more, and noticed three things. The first was that she was in a hotel room, the second was that it was very dark outside, and the third was that it was Haley's wedding band, plastered onto her friends hand that was digging into her hip. Frowning, Peyton sat up, taking in a better look at her surroundings, careful not to wake anyone as she moved around on the bed. She gasped when she was the fullness of the room.

On the bed, squished together so that it wasn't possible that there was another inch, were Nathan and Haley, and up until recently, Peyton on one side, and Brooke on the other. Jamie was sleeping on the couch, and Lucas was curled up on the sofa chair, snoring quietly. And Skills, Mouth and Millie were fast asleep on the floor.

Frowning, Peyton gently tried to lay back down on the bed, and she was sure she would have been fine, if she hadn't have sneezed and accidentally landed on Haley, effectively waking her up.

"Sorry Haley." She whispered, cringing as she looked down to see a confused pair of brown eyes staring back up at her. It seemed to take a few minutes before Haley could fully comprehend what was going on, but when she did, she immediately leaped out of bed, grabbing Peyton's arm and pulling her out onto the balcony, closing the door behind her before she pulled her into a hug.

"Peyton! God, I am so happy for you congratulations!" She squealed, her arms still tight around Peyton.

"Can't breathe Haley." Peyton managed to mutter, gasping for air when Haley finally released her.

"So you guys are really going to do this?"

Peyton nodded, finally remembering part of last night. Mainly the conversation between her and Lucas before they had walked into the hotel room where Brooke was already unpacking. "Yeah," She began to quote what Lucas had said to her the night before, with his arms wrapped around her waist, both of them happy that they could be a real couple. "Yeah. I mean, most people spend their lives looking for that person that they can't live without. And we found that person. And then tested it. And we both know what it was like without each. And we don't really see any reason not to do this. We love each other, and we know that this is forever."

Haley paused for a few minutes before cautiously continuing. "You know that I love you and Lucas, and I couldn't be happier that you two are together, but are you sure you're not rushing this? You guys haven't been together in three years. You've both changed."

"I know that, Haley. But we love each other. And we haven't changed that much." She laughed, and for one brief moment, Haley could see that she was right. That they weren't the people they had been in their junior year, they were all far more jaded, but they were pretty damn close.

"You guys are going to be happy."

"I know."

"And you're sure you want to do this?"

"Haley!"

"Good." She laughed. "Because I called Karen, Andy and your dad. They'll be here in a few hours." It was Peyton's turn to be surprised.

"Haley!" She was definitely happy now.

"I knew that you wouldn't want to do this twice, you're just not that kind of girl, so Luke and I called them. You're not mad, right? Or about Skills and Mouth and Millie? Skills heard and he just had to come, and then Mouth wanted to come, but he wouldn't leave Millie…"

"God, Haley, stop worrying. It's fine. It's perfect." And it was perfect. That morning was perfect with Haley, it was perfect when she crawled back into the room for a few hours more sleep, and felt Lucas pull her into his arms, apologizing for not falling asleep with her before, but explaining that he didn't want her to feel uncomfortable. It was perfect as Karen and Andy congratulated her, both happy that Lucas had picked the blond, though they would never say it to his face, they had always liked her over Lindsay. It was perfect as he dad cried as he walked her down the isle in one of the few non-tack chapels in Vegas, and it was absolutely perfect as she and Lucas exchanged vows without even the slightest bit of hesitation. And it was still perfect three days later as the newly happily married couple got off the plane in Tree Hill. But perfect never lasts long in Tree Hill.

A/N: Thanks for all the great reviews! A few of them really made me laugh. Okay, so the next chapter is going to be a month later (just for clarification, when Mia said that she was coming in on the ninth, she meant the ninth of November), and that's basically going to be how the story is. Important things will be seen in chapters, and occasionally there will be filler fluff chapters, but mainly, you'll just see the important stuff. I like writing that that becasue it leaves more up to the reader, and all... But that's just what i do. As always review please! They make me write faster. I'll probably have another chapter up tommorow (though if i get enouigh reviews, i might post and extra one tonight...) REVIEW!