Chapter 9: Secrets Reveled and Tensions Flared

"I'm pregnant. As in about to have a baby." Brooke said, smiling and jumping up and down like a little school girl.

"Won't you get fat?" Nathan asked jokingly.

I punched him in the arm and looked at Brooke who clearly hadn't thought about that yet.

"I'm gonna get fat. Luke, I can't handle fat. Fat clearly does not look good on me." Her eyes fell on Nathan's face where a smirk was permanently etched. "Don't laugh or I'll kick you in the balls. This is not funny. Chase did this on purpose. He knows I don't look good in fat. Gucci…maybe, Prada, yeah….Clothes over Bros…freakin hell yeah. But Brooke Davis does not do fat."

"Adams." I corrected.

"What?"

"Your last name…its Adams not Davis."

"Whatever. God, I'm going to kill him." She said storming out the front door clearly disturbed by the prospect of getting fat. \

Nathan let out the belly laugh he had been holding in and I scowled at him. What a way to make a girl feel bad about a good situation. But I did have to admit, Brooke ranting about getting fat was pretty comical. I looked around for J.Luke hoping that he hadn't been scarred for life by what he had seen. My eyes traveled over each area in the hallway and didn't see him. I walked into the living room and saw the door wide open. I didn't take him for one to wonder out the front door but I poked my head out anyway. Nathan saw my nervousness and grabbed me by the arm. He turned me around to him.

"Luke, what's wrong?"

"Where's Jamie? He was right here a second ago."

"He's probably in his room. Why?"

"I just had a bad feeling is all. One of those 'suddenly I know something isn't right' kinda things."

"Don't worry, Jimmy-Jam, is a good kid." He reassured me.

"Alright, I am gonna go cook us some dinner. Anything in particular, that you are in the mood for?" I asked walking into the kitchen.

I felt his arms wrap around my waist as he nuzzled into my neck. His breathe cause the hairs on the back of my neck to stand on end. "How about a piece of you." He said running his fingers down my back and squeezing my backside. I put my hands on his and turned my face toward him, catching his lips as I did. I turned my body toward him, never removing my lips from his. I traced his chest and abs making sure to pull him as close as possible. My eyes closed heightening the rest of my senses. I could smell his Nautica cologne mix with the smell of his sweat. I tasted his lips and a slight tang of the orange juice he drank. It was the most ethereal moment in my life. Time seemed to stand still and it felt like we were floating above the floor. It's that moment in your life when you realize you've found your one true love.

"Knock, knock." We heard Chase call from the back door.

I pushed Nathan away from me and straightened my clothes as best as I could. "We're in here, Chase." I called.

"Hey guys, I was just wondering if I could perhaps borrow Jamie for the day."

"Why?" Nathan asked clearly knowing the answer.

"What you mean Brooke hasn't stopped by yet? Maybe she was telling me the truth about telling me first. Well…it looks like I am going to be a dad."

"Congratulations, Chase."

"Yeah, good for you guys."

"I figured I could use some practice before our baby comes. I haven't spent as much time with Jamie as I would have like to. So I am taking some time off of work to take care of things for Brooke and the baby."

"Yeah, let me get him. He loves hanging out with Brooke and Peyton. But I have a feeling spending the day with another guy will do the kid some good. I swear I heard him say something about polyester making girls look fat. Clearly too much time with Brooke."

"Yeah, that's the only reason I am hoping for a girl." He said as Nathan walked down the hallway to J.Luke's room.

"So are you excited?"

"I wish I felt more excited. Brooke is over the moon and I feel nervous. But I am going to do whatever it takes to be a good dad."

"Whatever you do don't, under any circumstance even say the word fat. She rambled for five whole minutes about how you plotted to make her fat."

"Ouch, thanks for the advise. So what about you, Luke? Ever want to have a baby of your own?"

"Everyday. But right now I am just happy with Jamie. Maybe one day. Not sure how but one day."

"Luke" Nathan shouted running into the room, clearly panicked.

"What, what's wrong?"

"I can't find Jamie. Where's Jamie?"

"Did you check outside?"

"I came in that way he wasn't there."

"Nathan, you and Chase check out back. Look everywhere. I will check out front. Chase while you're looking call the girls and have them rush over. We need a full scale search."

"Got it."

I rushed out the front door screaming Jamie's name. I searched the bushes by the front door and saw no sign of him. I ran up and down the block when I saw it. A huge skid mark in the middle of our street, right in front of our house. Across the street, under a neighbor's car was Jamie's basketball.

"Nathan." I screamed. I ran across the street and scooped the ball into my arms. 'Where was my little guy? '

"Luke." He called hearing me across the house. "Luke, what.." He stopped mid sentence seeing me holding the ball and openly crying.

"Chase call the cops. Someone took my son…No someone took our son. He said grabbing me and pulling me into him. I cried into his shirt and had no intention of stopping.