A/N: Alright, so my schedule is going to be incredible busy for the next two months so updates for my stories will be at random and hopefully once a week. If you don't see an update for this story one week, plan on seeing it the next week. I can't keep to a schedule right now, my apologies, but volunteering is kind of important to me so my writing comes second. I hope you all understand.

So, I was planning to add more, but I can barely keep my eyes open…That just means that my ideas for the rest of this chapter will be added to the next. Enjoy.

Chapter Sixteen: Remember

"How do we explain this to the kids?" Peyton asks as she sets the table for breakfast.

"Peyton, they both know something is going on. Sawyer caught us kissing and Sam's very observant. She probably already figured it out."

"I know that Brooke, but what if they don't accept our relationship."

Brooke turned off the stove and walked over to Peyton. She kisses her lightly.

"Then they will have to get over it, though if Samantha hasn't said anything, I am guessing she approves."

Peyton laughs and pulls away from Brooke when she hears the pitter patter of her daughters tiny feet.

"Momma!"

"In the kitchen, baby," Peyton states with a smile.

Sawyer comes bouncing into the kitchen with a sad look.

"Good morning, baby."

"Morning, little Sawyer."

"Mornin Momma, morning Aunt Brooke," Sawyer greeted in kind while giving each of them a hug.

"Where's Sam Sawy?" Brooke asks as she places the finished food onto plates.

"She wouldn't wake up. She was cryin."

Brooke looks up at Peyton worried. Brooke knew Peyton was worried too.

"Should we give Sam a few minutes or go wake her up?"

"I think we should give it a few minutes Brooke."

-Complications of the Heart-

"Get your ass in the car, and don't say a word or I will kill Brooke, while I make you watch."

Rebecca ripped open Sam's shirt. Rebecca smiled at the bruises on Sam's stomach. Rebecca brought the knife down to Sam's stomach and started cutting an S into Sam's skin.

Sam's eyes started to flutter open and she groaned. Rebecca looked up and pointed the knife to Sam's throat.

"If you move or make a sound I'll slice your throat."

Sam whimpers in her sleep as she turns her head and thrashes around in her sleep. As she starts to wake up she feels as though she didn't want to remember anything.

"Sam, honey, wake up."

Sam's eyes snap open and she gasps for breath.

"I remember," Sam cries. "I remember."

Peyton gathers Sam in her arms and just lets Sam cry.

-Complications of the Heart-

"Aunt Brooke, why was Sam cryin?"

Brooke looks at her Sawyer sadly. Sawyer was a smart kid. She always knew when something was wrong.

"Sam, is just hurting sweetie, but your momma is going to make her all better."

"Did you kiss Sam's owies Aunt Brooke? Momma makes me better when she kisses my owies."

"Sam has different kinds of owies sweetie, but I bet if you kiss Sam when she wakes up she'll be all better."

"Okay!" Sawyer says excitedly.

A few minutes later, Sam and Peyton come into the kitchen and Sam heads straight to the counter where her pills were resting on the table.

"How are you feeling Sam?" Brooke asks wanting to know if everything was okay.

Sam just shrugs her shoulders. She hadn't spoken a word since she cried into Peyton's shoulder. Brooke watches as Sawyer slowly gets up from her chair and walks towards Sam. Sawyer gives Sam a hug and Sam kneels down on the ground and hugs back tightly, seeking comfort and love from the little girls embrace. Sawyer kisses Sam on the cheek and there's a hint of a smile on her face.

"Thank you, Sawyer."

"Are you better, Sammy?" Sawyer asks with an innocent grin.

"Yeah, I'm better. Let's sit down and eat," Samantha states in a voice that gives the mother's in the room the impression that she isn't at all better.

Everyone got settled down to eat before Brooke spoke up. Everyone at the table turned to her.

"Sam, maybe you should stay home from school today."

Sam shakes her head.

"I've missed enough school. I need to go back."

"Brooke, let her go," Peyton says gently.

Brooke slowly nods her head.

"Okay, fine, but Haley said you can hang out with her during your gym period, okay?"

Sam nods her head.

"Quit worrying about me," Sam says before she starts to eat.

"Never," Brooke whispers in a voice so low that Sam wasn't even sure that Brooke had spoken at all.

-Complications of the Heart-

The first day back for Sam was a hard one for her. She had heard the rumors about where she was, but she ignored most of them. Aria had greeted her with a smile and a hug and has taken to walking her to every class.

At the moment she was supposed to be in gym, but since she couldn't partake in any of the activities quite yet, she was sitting in a desk in Haley's classroom. It was Haley's free period.

"I'm sure you get this question a lot, especially lately, but how are you dealing with things?"

Sam looks up from her notebook and sighs.

"I'm starting to remember things. I don't want to remember it. Brooke and Peyton have been helping, but I just want to block everything out, you know?"

Haley caps her pen and stands up from her desk. She walks over to Sam and sits in the desk next to her.

"Have you talked to Peyton or Brooke about this?"

Sam shakes her head.

"I don't know how to tell them that I remember everything. I think I may have told Peyton this morning, but I can't remember. I just want to forget. Is it so bad for me to want to forget?" Sam asks with tears in her eyes.

Haley didn't know what to say.

-Complications of the Heart-

Sawyer was lying down for her daily nap and Brooke and Peyton were cuddling on the couch. The TV was playing softly in the background.

"I think we should tell Sawyer and Sam sometime tomorrow. I wanted to tell them today, but everything with Sam, I think we should just stick with it tomorrow."

"I agree," Peyton says as she traces her finger down Brooke's arm to her hand and interlocking their fingers. "I don't want to overwhelm Sam. It's hard enough as it is being a teenager and add to the fact that she's had a rough life. I think we should ease into anything new."

"You are very smart, Peyton Sawyer."

Peyton grins and leans down to kiss Brooke softly.

"You are sexy as hell, Brooke Davis."

"We really need to tell the kids soon," Brooke whispers. "I don't want to keep anything from them."

"I concur."