A/N: So how about last night's episode?? All I can say is omg??? Who else had tears in their eyes when Peyton told Lucas that she couldn't be his fiancée because she was now gonna call him her baby daddy? (I certainly did) Best way to start OTH. And then there was the whole Brooke/Sam amazing! Go Brooke! The guy was freaky! And she kicked ass! And there was JULIAN :D at first I wasn't too sure about Brulian, but now I'm coming around as long as I get to see more of his sexiness! And the whole Peyton/Haley was so funny! I can't wait to see what happens when Brooke finds out lol! Okay so before I write a whole page of just how amazing last night's episode was, let me just say that the ending was the best ever. Peyton telling her baby that his/her daddy's home! How cute was that?? (I really hope they have a baby girl.) It started with Leyton and ended with Leyton! That's my kind of OTH!

A/N 2: I would have posted this earlier, but my dumb internet wasn't cooperating.

(Starts off from where chapter 6 left off)

Chapter Seven:

Preston stood on the front lawn with his sister for a couple more minutes, both watching as the sun set across the horizon. The click of the backyard gate opening didn't catch their attention as they tried to ignore everyone, but themselves.

Elliot, still soaking wet came walking out right behind his mother who had handed him a towel to dry off, stared daggers into Preston's eyes as he made his way to the car. The squishing sound of wet sneakers filled the silence and Lindsay didn't say a word hoping that Lucas would talk to his children and discipline them.

Lucas walked out of his mother's front door, unlike his wife and youngest child, talking with Nathan and his mom.

"What do you think happened?

Nathan asked interested. Lucas looked from his brother to his eldest child; his son's blue-green eyes meeting his father's blues, which were a replica of his twin sisters.

"I don't know. And he's exactly like his mother so I don't think I'll get any answers tonight."

Lucas rubbed the back of his neck in frustration. If it was one of the many things that his twins inherited from their mother was that they had a wall built up and that wall was hard to break down.

Nathan nodded, he understood; how could he not? He knew Peyton and her ways. He gave his older brother a hug before returning to his car that was already occupied with his entire family. That left Karen and Lucas. She gently grabbed him by the arm and walked him towards the two teenagers that now lay on top of the green grass chatting amongst themselves.

"Are you guys ready?"

Their father asked as he looked down at them. They never looked up; their eyes locked with the darkened sky.

"Grandma can Elle and I crash here?"

Karen smiled, but she couldn't reply. The brown chocolate gaze went towards her son looking for an answer.

"No. We're going to have a discussion about what happened when we get home. Now get in the car."

Lucas' voice was stern.

"Grandma, please."

Leighton looked up at her grandmother with the saddest eyes that Karen's ever seen and she was about to say 'yes' her head already nodding.

"Elle. Get in the car."

Lucas spoke never faltering. The young teenage girl huffed as she stood from the grass and stomped towards the car like a five your old child.

"Pres, you too."

His son didn't say a word as he did was he was ordered, leaving behind a heartbroken grandmother and a sad father.

"I don't know what to do." Lucas spoke, looking to the window of the car; the angry eyes of his son staring back. "I don't know how to get them to open up and talk to me."

"Luke, you're their dad." Karen stated "You're not always going to be their favorite person. I remember times when I wasn't yours. Just give them time. They might act like Peyton, but you always were the one to penetrate those very same walls. "

Lucas smiled; his mom always knew what to say. He gave her cheek a quick kiss before making his way towards the car and could see Lindsay's lips moving. He wasn't sure what she was talking about. Opening the door to the driver's side he got a hint of the end of her conversation.

"…I don't know how your mom raises you in Los Angeles, but here we don't tolerate with that kind of crap."

As Lucas sat in the driver's side he looked through the review mirror seeing the satisfied smile of Elliot and the annoyed looks of Preston and Leighton.

"What's going on here?"

"Step mommy, Lindsay, is bitching."

"Elle!?"

Lucas shrieked at his daughter's vocabulary. Leighton looked towards her brother who's hand was up to his mouth stifling a laugh; his body jolting as he tried his hardest. Her smile widen

"What? Oh sorry; my mistake. I meant to say step-monster, Lindsay, is bitching."

His sister was making it really hard to look serious. Preston coughed trying to cover up his laughter. Lindsay stared at Lucas in shock, her facial expression telling him to say something. The sound of hands clasping together made Lucas break eye contact with his wife and look through the review mirror once again, catching the end of a high five between the twins.

The silence began to fill the car, just like it had on the way to Karen's place. Once the family of five made it into the house the doors began to slam shut and the click of the lock was heard. 'They move fast that was for sure' Lucas thought. Moments later the sound of two different songs came from underneath the doors.

It was getting late and the music still hadn't quieted down. Lindsay was nagging Lucas and he was getting frustrated with her. So he began to knock on the doors of his children telling them to turn it down. He swore the music's volume increased and with every knock the volume would go up a line.

"Hey. Turn off the music."

Again another volume line was brought up. He was about to lose it, he grabbed out his cell phone and dialed a very familiar number. His fingers crossing the ten digits, it rang once and twice and a third time.

"Hello?"

The male's voice on the other line sounded groggy and husky.

"Is Peyton there?"

On the other line there was a mumble that sounded like 'yeah, one second…Babe, phone.' There was a rustle of phone moving from one person to the next.

"Hello?"

Her voice always made him smile.

"Peyton."

"Luke. Hey. Is everything okay?"

"Yeah…No…Yeah…I don't know."

Peyton could already see him run his free hand through his dark blonde spikes.

"What's wrong?"

"There was kind of situation that happened."

"Luke, you need to stop being vague here."

"Well, Preston shoved Elliot into the pool."

He heard Peyton sigh on the other end and swore her posture just got straighter.

"Are you sure Elliot didn't fall in? I heard he's a clumsy kid." Silence. "I'm kidding, Luke."

Her laugh was contagious as he couldn't help himself from joining in and she continued.

"Okay so, Pres is acting like a rebellious sixteen year old. Well that's not odd at all."

"Am I overreacting?"

"I think you're just worried. Go ahead and put him on the phone."

Lucas walked towards his son's door the phone never leaving his ear as he heard her breath and it felt like old times. He knocked on the white door and spoke loudly.

"Pres, you're moms on the phone."

The sounds of the music grew quieter as the doors on both sides of him opened in unison smiles across their faces. He handed the phone to his son as his daughter stood next to her twin her ear as close to the phone as she could get.

"Hey mom."

"Hey kiddo, so what's going on?"

She got straight to the point.

"What do you mean?"

He asked innocently. His father's eyes never leaving his and his sister mumbling 'someone's in trouble' before backing away from the white phone.

"Come on, kid. You know what."

Preston walked into his room closing the door for some privacy.

"Oh are you talking about Elliot falling into the pool? The guy's clumsy."

"Preston Luke Scott."

He hated when his mother used his full name.

"Okay he might have said something that ticked me off."

"And what was that?"

"That I sucked." He lied. "At basketball."

Peyton knew her children and they weren't the best of liars. Okay so maybe they were when it came to fooling other people, but not her.

"Look when you're ready to tell me the truth I'll be here. Just promise me that you'll try harder."

"I'll try." He agreed. "But I can't promise that Elliot will stay dry the whole time."

"I love you, kiddo."

"I love you too, mom."

"Put your dad back on will you?"

Preston opened the door handing the phone to his father.

"It's all settled."

"Thanks."

"You're a fantastic father, Luke. But teenagers aren't perfect. We sure as hell weren't."

"Yeah I know and you're a great mom, Peyt."

They said their goodbyes and the twins looked at each other eyebrows arching in curiosity.

"Okay time for bed."

The next morning Lucas woke up noticing that all three of his children were already up. Elliot sitting on the couch flipping through the channels, Pres and Elle sitting at the table eating a bowl of cereal; Lucas grabbed a clean bowl and sat next to Preston pouring frosted flakes into the empty bowl.

"Lily's going to be here in five minutes. Am I still allowed to go?"

"Well if I said 'no' you'd probably just sneak out the window anyway. So yes."

The conversation between father and son was cut short by the ringing of the door bell. On the other end stood Lucas' younger sister.

"Ready to go? Jamie's already in the car. Alyssa and Brody couldn't make it. They didn't finish up their chores which isn't surprising."

The siblings quickly rinsed out their bowls and before they could leave Lindsay's voice could be heard throughout the house.

"Isn't Elliot going with you?"

Preston made a disgusted face only seen by his sister who mimicked his expression perfectly.

"Sure. Come on Eli."

Lily spoke as the young boy jumped off the couch and walked towards the door. They drove to the River court leaving the car behind as they walked on foot through the main street of the town.

"And this is where Tric used to be."

Leighton and Preston looked up at the old building. So this was the famous Tric.

"Man I wish it was still open. It would be awesome to see some bands here in Tree Hill. Traveling to Charlotte sucks."

Jamie added.

"And that's why we live in the great city of Los Angeles. You should have come over for a couple summers back in the day J. Luke. We would have rocked the town like a rollercoaster."

"I know. Maybe I'll go over next summer."

"Sounds like a plan, man. We can get into free concerts from my mom's bands."

"Okay tour guide here. Listen to me." Lily said pointing to herself as she caught the attention of her family. "Do you know how many bands your mom was able to get to play here?"

Lily asked her younger cousins

"A lot?"

Leighton answered.

"Yeah a whole lot."

Lily replied.

"This sucks."

Elliot stood behind the four relatives. He'd been complaining the whole day and it was getting on Leighton's last nerve.

"Why did you come if you're going to be complaining the whole way?" he didn't answer her, but gave her an annoyed look. "You know what? How about you go jump in front of a car and let the misery that is Elliot Scott end."

She turned to look at her young step brother before turning her blue eyes away. The young boy's movements were fast. The honking of the horn made her turn back again. A white car's screeching tires and the blurry vision of her twin running past her.

The sound of a loud thump seemed to engross the silent street. A couple of hundred yards away the limp body of a dark blonde haired boy was motionless. The brown haired boy who was meant to be hit by the car got to his feet, a couple of scratches on his arms. The loud cries of his twin seemed to only be the sounds that were heard. Her legs went from weak to picking up an adrenaline rush as her thin legs carried her over to her brother. She wasn't sure how she was able to get there.

"Preston…." Dropping to her knees she cradled her brother's head. "Pres….Pres…Wake up. Come on, Pres. Please."

Her tear drops falling on her twin's face.

"Jamie call 911."

Lily rushed over to her cousin trying to get her to stand up.

"Leave me alone."

Leighton almost all but screamed at her. Her crying turning into sobs as it got harder for her to breathe.

"Preston, please, wake up."

Her begging and pleading never stopped as the sirens of the coming ambulance began to mute her prayers. It seemed like a lifetime before the white hospital van appeared around the corner. The EMT's moving Leighton away from her brother. She stood up, the gravel from the asphalt left bloody indentation's on her legs, but she couldn't feel anything, but numbness.

"Save him."

She whispered.

A/N: So there's the ending…what do you think?? Let me know by pushing that review button! So now you must know that Peyton finally returns to Tree Hill next chapter :D