Title: Happy at Last

Character(s): Brooke Davis, Victoria Davis, and Ted Davis AKA The Davis Family.

It's weird seeing them like this; in love. They're sitting on the couch, his arm wrapped around her shoulder, and he's whispering something in her ear, causing her to giggle. Her mother never giggles, or at least she never used to. She's happy, she really is. She's finally gotten the life that she wanted; the boy, the babies, and now a completed family. But, it's still weird. She's become so used to the bitter fights, drunken death threats, and flying glass. It's strange to think that only ten years ago they were too busy throwing empty vases at each other and blaming one another for their own problems to even notice her. Now they were the perfect parents, the ones that she'd always wished for. But she can't help but wonder why the sudden change of heart?

FLASHBACK

"Where the hell were you?"

"That's none of your damn business Victoria."

"Oh, I think it is, considering that we are married. Let me guess, once again your golf game and a trip to the casino and bar was more important than us? Remember, today is Brooke's birthday. We were supposed to have a family dinner. But where were you? Oh yeah… you weren't here."

Her mother is angry, she can tell by the tone of voice. She lets out a deep sigh as she swings her legs over the side of the bed, dropping them onto the hardwood floor with a soft thud. Yet again, she can't sleep. It's been like this since she can remember. They've never been a real family. Golf games, work, and sleeping around with other women are her father's life. Shopping and going on expensive trips and cruises are her mother's life. Neither of them seems to put her before anything in their lives. She pushes the door open quietly as she tip-toes down the hall, perching herself on the top of the stairs.

"Like you spend that much time with her Victoria!" Her father yells angrily as he tries to push past her mother. But she stops him.

"Fuck you!" she spits venomously, a vicious fire growing deep in her solid, usually emotionless brown eyes.

"Just because you remember one birthday doesn't make you a good mother. How many times have you dropped her off with the nanny to go on a trip?"

"Ted…"

"That's what I thought," he growls with the venom of a snake. "Now move!"

"God, you reek of booze," her mother complains, pinching her nose in disgust. The stench is so strong that even Brooke can smell it from her spot on the top of the stairs.

"And the years definitely aren't doing any justice on you," her father snorts, rolling his eyes in annoyance. "I can see that you're still the same bitter woman that you were when I met you."

"Well then why'd you marry me?" she questions back bitterly. Truth be told, Brooke's always wondered the exact same thing. Why did they get married if they hated each other so much?

"I think you know the answer to that. It definitely wasn't because of those," he snickers, motioning towards her breasts.

"Hey!" Victoria protests loudly, glancing down at her chest. "My breasts are very nice."

"Maybe if they weren't fake…"

Most people would find their relentless bickering amusing or maybe even downright hilarious. But, Brooke just found it annoying.

Victoria huffs as she rolls her eyes.

"I married you because of Brooke," Ted shrugs finally as he looks at her mother without emotion. "I wanted a son to take on the family name and company. You know that."

"But why did you stay with me?" She asks, emphasizing the word stay. "When Brooke turned out to be a girl that should have been you're cue to run.

"I couldn't have a bastard child Victoria," he chuckles with amusement. "What would America think if the owner of Davis Enterprises had a bastard child? That would have ruined my reputation."

"Of course it would have."

"Why did you marry me?" he asks suddenly, his eyes clouded with question.

"I married you because I wanted the money," she admits, looking away from him. "I was going to leave you but then I found out about Brooke. I never wanted a damn child Ted! But you insisted on having a boy and when I was pregnant, you just jumped into any bed that you could. Then, when Brooke was born you became even worse, resenting me for the fact that we did not have a boy like you wanted!"

"So now you're blaming you're lack of parenting on me?" Her father asks with a chuckle. "Well fuck you Victoria! I didn't pin that child on you. You had the option of giving her up for adoption."

She feels a tear prick at the corner of her eye. So her parents hadn't even wanted her. What was more disappointing than that? Words couldn't even describe the shame or embarassment that she was currently feeling.

"You ruined my fucking life Ted! What about my dreams? I had a great life planned out for me and you ruined my shot at it so you could have yours!"

"Stop being such a bitter bitch. Red really isn't a good shade on you," her father growls ruthlessly.

SMASH

The glass connects with the wall behind Ted as he ducks, narrowly missing the vase that her mother has thrown at her father. As it shatters into a million tiny shards, it reminds Brooke of her family; broken.

"You're fucking crazy Victoria!"

"You're a fucking worthless asshole!" her mother hisses back with a passionate anger burning her tone."You don't even have the capacity in your heart to love someone other than yourself!"

"Neither do you, bitch!" her father screams angrily.

SMASH

Another vase connects with the wall; this time behind Victoria. "Fuck you! That was an expensive vase!" her mother cries out as she bends down beside the glass.

"Oh of course you would only acknowledge the fact that the vase was expensive… not that it belonged to your grandmother," Ted hisses as he pushes past her, dismissing her with his hand. "This discussion is over."

He slams the bathroom door and Brooke struggles to blink back her tears. She didn't think that it was possible for that much hate to surround two people. But she knows it will only be a matter of time before world war 3 is re-enacted in her living room. And the worst part? She blames herself.

END FLASHBACK

"What?" her mother questions softly, as she smiles at Brooke, who is staring off into space.

"I was just thinking," Brooke smiles weakly, breaking away from her thoughts. "About how happy I am," Brooke smiles. That flashback is now a distant memory, shoved deep into the corner of her mind, along with the rest of her past. "How happy I am with the way that my life has turned out. How happy we all are."

"Well I'm glad that you're happy Cookie," her father smiles genuinely. "We both are."

Victoria nods and smiles.

It seems like that was a whole other lifetime ago. Sometimes she misses the past but she's here now. And here is good. She's happier than she's ever been before and she owes a lot of that to the two people sitting before her. It's taken them a while to get there, a lot longer than she's liked but they have a lot of missed time to make up for.

AN: I suck, I know. But to make up for my lack of updating, I am presenting you with a double update. After watching everything kind of fall into place with Brooke and her family, I felt the need to post this. I really can't believe that OTH is finally over after all these years but if anything I'm glad that Brooke finally got her wish, even if its taken alot of time and alot of pain to get there!