Chapter 10-

After Brooke got ready, she looked at herself in the mirror quietly criticizing herself. She was so insecure when it came to relationships but Chase made it worse.

"Hey babe, are you ready?" Chase asked in the door.

"Yea, let's go," she said taking his hand. They got to a restaurant that Brooke used to go to with her parents when she was a kid. It had every thing you could imagine a restaurant to have…a bar, a sushi bar, and Brooke's favorite place, the dance floor. As a kid, she used to watch couples go slow dance to 'their' song and share a kiss when it was over. Then she realized that that she and Chase didn't have a song. They sat down at a table with two seats next to a window.

"How do you like this place?"

"I love it," she smiled weakly.

"What's wrong?"

"Nothing, I'm just thinking about stuff."

"About Lucas?"

"Actually no," she shot him a look.

"Sorry, forget it." After a while of silence, one of Brooke's favorite song's came on.

"Chase, will you dance with me?"

"Sure, why not?" Chase said which made Brooke a little disappointed to hear. She took his hand and led him to the dance floor. She put her arms around his neck and rested her head on his shoulder.

Brooke looked up at the boy she thought she loved, but then the thought came to her head, it wasn't him...it was never him. She realized Chase wasn't the guy who her heart belonged to…she had to find him.

"I have to go."

"Where are you going Brooke?"

"I don't love you."

"What? This is about Lucas isn't it?"

"This time it is," she grabbed her purse from the table and left.

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Lucas put James to bed and went back into the living room. He lowered the TV so James wouldn't hear it and put on some random basketball game to fall asleep to.

KNOCK, KNOCK

Lucas got up and stroked his hair. He looked outside to see Brooke with her hands warming her arms.

"Hey Brooke, I'm sorry about before," he quickly said.

"No, I'm sorry."

"For what?"

"For being blind from what is right in front of me."

"What's going on?"

"I finally figured out what I was missing in my life. It wasn't the whole Chase-cheating-every-five-minutes thing that hurt me. It was not being with you."

"What are you saying?"

"I'm saying that I love you Lucas. It's you who I love and who I want to be with. My heart belongs to you."

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"You're pregnant?" Nathan asked surprised.

"Yea, are you ok?"

"I'm more than ok, I'm great. We're having another baby!" Nathan said leaning across the table and kissing her gently.

"I thought you were going to be mad," Haley said leaning on the table.

"You don't know how happy I am Hales."

"I so glad to hear you say that," she said kissing him again.

"Now I hope it's another boy to carry in the Scott basketball tradition."

"I want a girl to…"

"Be corrupted by Brooke," Nathan finished.

"No, to do her hair in pig tails and get little dresses for."

"Yea, don't do that to James," they laughed.

"I love you Nathan Scott."

"I love you too Haley James Scott."

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"We're here," Jake said pulling up in front of Peyton's favorite restaurant. Peyton was speechless. He knew just what to do to make her day. He opened the door for her and gave her his hand to help her out.

"Thanks for taking me here Jake," Peyton smiled.

"Thanks for being a real mother for Jenny."

"I love her as if she was my own."

"I know it's a lot sometimes since you came right out of being a teenager to being a full time mother."

"It's worth it Jake. She's worth it and definitely you're worth it," she said kissing him gently.

"I love you so much."

"I love you too."

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"I don't know what to say Brooke."

"I figured that this would happen. I'll see you tomorrow," she said turning to walk away.

"Wait," Lucas grabbed her hand, "I love you too." Brooke pressed her lips against his and wrapped her arms around his neck.

"Eww!" James said coming into the living room. They quickly pulled apart and smiled at him.

"What are you doing up kid?" Brooke asked walking toward him.

"I can't fall asleep."

"Come on, I'll read you a story," Lucas said taking him by the hand. He put him into the bed and picked up a book from the bookcase.

"Once upon a time…" Lucas started. He couldn't finish because of the snoring that came from the sleeping child.

"I think he's sleeping," Brooke whispered.

"You think?" Lucas joked putting the book back down. He walked to her and gently kissed her.

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"So, there's something I have to tell you," Jake said playing with his hands.

"What?"

"I got a job offer in North Carolina. It's a great job but…"

"There's always a but."

"It's in Tree Hill. If you don't want to move there, I understand. There will always be more opportunities."

"But this is the best one, we should move there."

"Are you sure?"

"Of course and congratulations!" she kissed him.

"Now, what did you want to tell me?"

"I want to tell you that…I'm pregnant."

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"Now, how long has it been that we haven't spoken about James?" Haley asked playing with the food on her plate.

"Ten minutes," Nathan said looking at his watch.

"That's all?"

"Yep…"

"Do you want to go home to see James?"

"I've been dying for you to say that," Nathan said standing up and taking Haley's hand.

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"Do you still have that letter I left for you?" Lucas asked as they were sitting together on the couch.

"Yea…I actually have it in my purse."

"As long as you haven't read it…can I have it back?"

"No!"

"Why?

"Because it's a memory."

"Yea, a bad one."

"I'll read it…someday."

"Please just give it back," Lucas said.

"That is something I can't do," Brooke teased.

"Fine," Lucas pouted. Brooke kissed him.

"Does that make you feel better?"

"Yea, I think I need one or five more."

"I could give you that," Brooke kissed him and smiled.

The spot in her heart that was empty was now filled. She was finally happy and he was too. He was her Broody and she was his Pretty Girl once again.

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