A/N - Hey people. I thought I'd give you a quick update since I was sitting around doing nothing. I just thought I might as well make use of the time. Lol.

It's a filler-ish chapter, sorta, and the next chapter is the LAST. I have a good idea of what I'd like to do for the final chapter, so depending on reviews, it could very well be up tomorrow. Or maybe even tonight...So REVIEW!

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Oh, also, this chapter is months after the last chapter!!

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What's True

Chapter 16 -

Brooke rested her hands upon her large nine-month pregnant stomach and sighed happily. Today, surprisingly, was a good day. And that was rare considering it was Saturday. And Saturdays usually meant dealing with a hyper six-year-old and pregnancy hormones. But today was different. She wasn't feeling as bad as she had been a few days ago. Sure, she still felt as tired as ever, but now that winter had arrived and the temperature had gone down, she wasn't always that hot anymore and didn't need to spend every waking moment right in front of the air conditioner while Lucas and Rylie and anyone else who stepped into the house claimed it felt like the arctic in there.

"Where's daddy?" Rylie, who had recently turned six, walked into the room slowly and her voice was etched with hesitancy.

"He went out to pick up our dinner." Brooke answered and then took note of her daughter's frown. "What's with the pout, cutie?"

"It's nothing." Rylie muttered with a shrug of her shoulders. She didn't feel like talking about it.

"Why don't you come talk to mommy?"

Brooke knew exactly what was going on. And it was something she was concerned about from the beginning of her pregnancy. After all, Rylie hadn't taken the news very well.

It was a memory Brooke could recall very fondly. Rylie had been ecstatic to find out her parents would be getting married. That meant she could actually be a real flower girl, since her last time around hadn't turned out so well. And then Lucas and Brooke dropped the next bomb on her. A baby. That she didn't like so much.

She didn't like the idea of a new baby in the house. Rylie liked to always be the center of attention, and with a new addition to the family, Brooke and Lucas would have their hands full with their newborn. And that meant less time for Rylie.

Rylie solemnly took a seat next to her mother and leaned her head on Brooke's shoulder.

"I don't wanna be a big sister, mommy." She admitted in a low voice.

"Rylie...why?"

"I don't know..."

"Well if you don't know then maybe you'll actually like it."

"I don't think so." She shook her head. "I don't want you and daddy to forget about me for my baby brother."

"Forget about you? Babe, we could never forget about you." Brooke pressed a kiss against Rylie's forehead. "Ever."

"But you and daddy are always busy with the baby stuff. Like decorating the nursery, or picking out clothes, or picking out names. And once the new baby is born, then you'll have to pay special attention to him and change his stinky diapers. Ew."

Brooke stifled a laugh as she brushed hair off of her daughter's face and out of her eyes. "Well your little brother is going to be really small. We're going to have to take special care of him. Just like you when you were a baby. But you can help us."

"I don't want to!" She sighed angrily.

"Hey, don't yell at me, Rylie. I'm trying to talk to you." Brooke replied to her daughter's outburst.

What started out as a pretty good day was turning into a disaster. Rylie hadn't been cooperating the past few days, yet this was the worst. She was too stubborn.

"It's not fair."

"What's not?" Brooke sighed. She was not in the mood to deal with any of this.

"The baby is going to get everything."

"Like what?"

Rylie didn't respond and crossed her tiny arms over her chest.

"Like what, Rylie?" Brooke repeated.

"Why does the baby get to have you and daddy his whole life and I didn't have daddy my whole life?"

"Is that what this is all about?" Brooke asked. Rylie was jealous. She felt that Lucas was going to love the baby more than he did Rylie because he had only been in Rylie's life part-time up until a few months ago.

"Maybe." She muttered.

"Rylie, sweetie—."

"Daddy is gonna love the new baby more than me."

"Don't say that, Rylie. It's not true at all. He's going to love both his children equally. Just like me."

"You promise?" She asked as her bottom lip quivered.

"Of course. Now are you going to be more cooperative for me and daddy?"

Rylie nodded and tried fighting back the tears that clouded her eyes. "I'm sorry for being a bad girl."

"Aw, I forgive you. Now, do you wanna help me pick out a name for your brother? Because we still don't have one, and if we leave it up to your daddy, your baby brother's name is going to be Lucas Jr., and we don't want that now do we?"

"Why can't the baby be a girl, mommy?"

Brooke smiled at her daughter's innocent question and wrapped an arm around her.

"As much as I'd love to have another little you, it just doesn't work that way, Ry."

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"So I was talking to the planner and we decided that it would probably be good to have the wedding next summer. After I'm able to lose all this weight I've put on." Brooke studied her protruding stomach in the full length mirror that was along the wall in her and Lucas's bedroom.

"This one's probably going to grow up to be a basketball player." Lucas joked as he placed down a book he'd been reading.

"From how big my stomach is, it looks that way. I'm telling you, Luke, I gained much less when I was pregnant with Rylie."

"Speaking of Ry, she went through a major attitude adjustment tonight. I wonder what got through to her."

"Oh, well, I spoke with her." Brooke walked away from the mirror and into the bathroom that was adjoined to their bedroom.

"Oh, yeah? And what happened?" He asked loud enough so that his voice penetrated through the wall to where Brooke was and was loud enough to top the running water in the bathroom.

"Exactly what I suspected." Brooke spoke back. "Oh, and she was under the impression that you were going to love the new baby more than her."

"Oh, that's great."

"She's just a kid, Luke. She doesn't know any better. She just thought that since we weren't together when she was little, but we will be when her brother is, that you'll love him more."

"I'll have to talk to her tomorrow." He mumbled and there was silence for a few seconds. "Brooke, are you okay?" He asked, concerned after he didn't hear her for a while.

"Um..." Her voice was hesitant and this made Lucas jump up from the bed, onto his feet. "I think my water just broke."

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A/N - Omg, I can't believe next chapter's the last...that's so sad!! Leave a review to find out how it all ends!!

(I'm gonna start writing the next chapter in a few minutes so it should be done soon!)

And, I'm still working on the next chapter of Finding My Way Back. I hope to have that up on Friday!

Review, thanks!

–Melissa