To all of my faithful readers. Hello again. I am happy to be bringing you the newest chapter. I also hope that you all review because it brings me so much joy, and even though I hate it it doesn't push me to write faster. And I know that some of you are holding your stories ransom waiting for mine (cough cough- countrybutterfly). This chapter takes a turn that both my boyfriend and I wish real life could take. So enjoy!

Chapter 10: Could it be Good News?

Peyton and Brooke arrived at the house within seconds. I could hear them come in from the bedroom. Nathan had forced me back here to try and calm down. By now the need to cry was still hanging over my body, but the tears were gone and not coming back. I lay in bed while Nathan paced the room. A harsh look one his face adorned with stormy brown eyes. He didn't cry…he didn't scream. He was calm, too calm. I appeared as if Nathan had been replaced with a cardboard cut out. He was being strong, and I felt regret for making him worry about me when he should be more concerned with Jamie. I threw the comforter off of me and took Nathan into my arms. I squeezed him as tight as I could to show him that I was okay. Our embrace wasn't magical, and it wasn't like in romance novels. It was one of sustenance; we needed to make sure that the other was doing okay. We needed to make sure that the other person was there and not going anywhere. And for that moment we were completely connected in our worry.

A loud thud broke both our thoughts and our bodies. Nathan took on the role of protector and stood in front of me as he opened the door. An equally hard faced Peyton stood facing us. "The cops are here you guys. They want to question all of us."

"Alright." Nathan said grabbing my hand and leading me down the hall where a plain clothed cop was waiting. He asked us routine questions like what he was wearing, and when was the last time we saw him. Then he asked the all important question.

"Mr. Scott, is there anyone who would want to take or harm your son?"

"No, the only person who would've is still in jail."

"And who is that?"

"My father, Dan Scott. He's in jail for murdering his brother, my uncle."

"Was.." Brooke interrupted.

"Excuse me." The police officer countered questioning the brunette.

"Was…There is a letter here from the prison announcing his release three days ago. I just found it snooping through your mail."

Shock washed over Nathan and me. The police officer nodded his head, mumbling something about putting a search team out. Then he made his exit, leaving the five of us to contemplate the new break in the investigation. It had to be Dan. We had been successful in canceling his parole. I'm pretty sure he was holding a grudge. I just can't believe that he would harm his own grandson just to spite his son….or sons.

"Hey Nate, can I talk to you for a minute." I asked, my voice shaking out of fear.

"Yeah, sure. Excuse us guys. Just relax for a minute. We'll be right back."

Chase, Peyton and Brooke nodded in agreement. They were clearly upset. Some more than others. Brooke was taking it the worst. Jamie was her godson and she had spent so much time with the little guy.

We walked down the hall and my heart felt like all life was being squeezed out of it. My breath was shallow and my chest tightened. It had been so long since I had felt like this. It was shortly after Haley had been hit by Dante, when I was first diagnosed with HCM. I placed my hand on Nathan's arm letting him know something was wrong. I gritted my teeth and clenched my eyes shut, hoping to ease the pain. Before I knew it I was falling against the wall, slowly sliding down. I spent so much energy making sure that Nathan knew I was okay, that I actually forgot to make sure that I was feeling okay.

"Chase, come help me." Nathan shouted. Chase responded, running in with Brooke and Peyton in tow. I was fazing in and out of consciousness and could hear only bits and pieces of their conversation.

"He's waking up." Brooke shouted in my face.

"Where am I? Where's Jamie?" I asked feeling a sense of confusion and nausea.

"Luke, we are on the way to the hospital. You passed out and your heart stopped again. We need to make sure that you're okay. Did you take your medicine this morning?" Chase explained.

"Yeah, I started taking the new meds last week."

"What new meds? Luke, did you take your black pill this morning?"

"No, the doctor switched it. He said that the new pill will have fewer side effects."

I caught Brooke looking at Nathan and became a little uneasy. "What is going on you two?"

"Luke, things seem a little odd. I mean we've both seen you be really moody lately and now you're passing out. Who is your doctor?"

"Dr. Crenshaw, why?"

"Isn't that Dan's personal doctor?"

"Well, yeah, I started going to him when I moved in with Dan all those years ago."

"Luke, don't take any more of that medication, okay? I don't trust him right now."

"I already finished the bottle. He told me to finish the bottle and that I wouldn't need to take any more medication for my HCM again."

"Alright, we'll talk to the doctors when we get to the emergency room." And that was the last thing I remembered him saying. Brooke and Chase were sitting next to me and they were talking about Dan.

"What if he had his doctor switch Luke's meds? Did he do it to try and hurt him?" Brooke questioned, tears streaming down her face slowly and saturating Chase's shirt.

"Let's not think about that. Let's concentrate on getting him looked at. We have to be positive."

"We're here guys. Chase can you help him get out. Peyton, Brooke, can you guys go tell someone and get us some help." Nathan ordered pulling in to a parking spot as close to the emergency room as he could get.

Nathan embraced me and I clung on to dear life. I was barely coherent but just being in his arms made things seem better than they were. He carried me into the emergency room where I was met with a nurse and a wheel chair. Nathan placed me in the wheel chair and wheeled me into the back room against the nurse's wishes. Their doctor checked my vitals and noted my decreased pulse. He forced Nathan to exit the room while he gave me a thorough exam. He even ran a sonogram to check for a cause of the constant pain I was in. After he was finished the doctor asked Nathan to return.

"Alright gentlemen, I have a couple questions for you, Luke. The first is about medical history. Are there are health issues I should be concerned about?"

"I have HCM, and my doctor recently changed my medication. I'm afraid it may not be working."

"HCM, huh? I haven't had a patient with that in over ten years. He took you off of Betapace or were you on Norpace?"

"Betapace, it's the big black pill. Now I am on Pregnor."

"Pregnor, but that's not an anti-arrhythmic. That's…Wait, can I ask you guys a question. Are you two together?"

My face turned a slight tinge of red and Nathan grabbed my hand and entangled his with mine. He was showing me that he was strong and was okay with out relationship. I nodded at him, telling him to answer this one.

"Yeah, we are."

"Well, then this makes it a better situation."

"Why?"

"Well, first and foremost I am going to need your physician's information because I am going to have to report them to the Ethics Board. Secondly, your heart did stop and that is because of the medication change. Pregnor, like I said before, is not an anti-arrhythmic. It is a new experimental drug. It is not FDA approved. It is supposed to speed up the heart rate. This concerns me because other effects have been noted on homosexual males that can be just as devastating."

"Alright Doc, a lot of this is flying over my head." Nathan interjected, hoping to get a clue as to what was being said.

"Well the medication that Lucas should be taking should slow his heart down to reduce the hardening and stopping of his heart. The new medication, if taken completely, will start to regenerate parts of a male's body. It will cause a lining to form from the diaphragm until it forms a bubble in the man's stomach. Then it will fill with fluid and a small sac. When men engage in intercourse without protection, the sperm will enter the body. Normally then know to search for an egg in women, well this sac will send off similar hormone trails leading the sperm to the sac. When the sperm enter, the body will change into a birthing chamber where a fetus will form."

Finally, understanding what was told to me. I had a list of questions. "Are you telling me that I can get pregnant?"

"No, not get pregnant. You are pregnant. I hope that this is not a major problem, as an abortion is extremely risky and has no success rate."

"Well, this is going to take some discussing. Now am I going to start taking my old medication again? Will that have any effect on the baby?"

"There will be no side effects for the baby…which I should clarify is babies. It is too early to tell the exact sex but males are predominate in these cases."

"Doctor Minnow, thank you for everything. Am I going to be able to leave tonight?"

"Yes, I just want to draw some blood and do another sonogram so that I can get you pictures. Is there a rush? You both seem in a hurry?"

"Well, someone kidnapped my son today and the police are searching for him but I want to search for myself." Nathan answered.

"Well, give me five minutes and I will have you guys out of here." He said leaving the room to gather some instruments. He came back in a minute rolling the sonogram machine back in as well as a tray with a syringe on it. He drew blood easily and covered my stomach with the cold gel. He quickly spotted two small forms and snapped the pictures. As he went to get them, Nathan cleaned up my stomach, kissing me on the forehead.

"Are you okay, Luke?" He asked.

"I hope to get okay with all of this. I don't know whether to hate Dan or thank him for this. I know in his heart he wanted to kill me but he could have given me the greatest gift of all. I just don't know what he is capable of. When he finds out about us, what is he going to do?"

"Don't worry about that now. We'll worry about Jamie and the two inside of you."

"Alright, gentlemen. Hopefully the news, you've been given is happy..."

"Surprising, but very happy." I announced, reading a similar expression on Nathan's face.

"Good, then I an add some more. As I went to get the photos I was bombarded by some guests of yours. I believe there are a police officer and an anxious little boy waiting for you."

My ears perked up at the mention of a little boy, presumably Jamie. The doctor quickly handed us the sonogram pictures and ushered us to the reception room. Upon entrance we were immediately bombarded by Jamie grabbing for us with a vice grip. We took him into our arms and saw the police officer from before and the expression on his face told us that there was quite a story to be told.

P.S. I have started my own website which will be fully functional on March 20th, 2008. Which will give you all easier ways to contact me for those who don't have a ff log on. It also has pictures and all of my great stories. Hope to see you all there!!!