I've been thinking about moving this story to the T-K or is it K-T section and just marking the chapters that are Mature. I just feel like stories don't get a whole lot of traffic in Mature-ville and my story really is mostly rated T. Anyone agree?

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"Gramma look at me," Anna cried, waving frantically at the dark haired woman as Lily pushed her on the swing set.

"I see you baby girl! Hold on with both hands," Karen yelled back. "Lily, be gentle, honey!"

"I know, Ma," Lily replied with a roll of her eyes. Karen sat back down on the bench, smiling as the sounds of children laughing and squealing sliced through the suburban noon day air. Jamie was going down a slide with a giggling William, while Amalia sat beside Deb and herself inspecting one of many books Deb had packed for her. Little Amalia was turning into quite the little bookworm and they often joked she seemed more like the spawn of the blonde Scott brother instead of the dark haired one.

"It seems like a lifetime since I was here with Nathan," Deb said, placing a hand over her brow to shade her eyes from the bright sun.

"Oh God," Karen laughed. "I still can't believe how fast they grew. Even with Lily. She just sprouted up before I could blink. She asked me if we could go shopping for a training bra the other day and I actually started tearing up a bit."

"You're doing a great job with her Karen," Deb said in reply. "Keith would be so proud of the young lady she's becoming."

Smiling, softly Karen placed a thankful hand on Deb's. The blonde woman had become a close friend to her in the past few years. Some might think their bond grew from the mutual hatred for the man who gave them their sons, but really they had both come into a time in their lives that found them both happy and content. They were also the youngest grandmothers in Tree Hill.

"So what time are you dropping the kids off?" Deb asked, changing the subject abruptly.

"I don't know. When I called this morning Lucas and Peyton were still in bed. I think they need some more time to…wake up," she smirked, while Deb laughed.

"Think you'll be a grandmother again in another nine months?"

"Please," Karen laughed. "William can barely say his own name. I would hope they'd have a little more sense then that."

"I don't think Lucas and Peyton have much of it when it comes to the other."

"No they have too much of it. That's how they got Anna and William," Karen sighed. Deb snickered and Karen joined her in her laughter.

"Grandma! Karen!" Jamie came running over to the two women holding William. The panicked look on his face had both women on their feet in an instant.

"Honey what is it?" Deb took William out of his arms and the boy pointed across the playground to a man in a baseball cap, sunglasses and a beard crouched in front of Lily.

"Lily!" Karen called, holding out her hand for Anna who had run away because the man who had approached them gave her the creeps. She ignored Karen's hand and ran behind her instead, wrapping her arms around the woman's leg.

As Deb stared at the man, there came recognition despite the sunglasses and beard. She would know that man anywhere.

"Grandma," Jamie said quietly. "….I think it's Grandpa."

"Lily come here right now!" Karen's voice rose in pitch and panic, as she stared at the man who had been engaging her daughter. Lily finally made it in front of her mother, her face troubled.

"Mom, he said he knew my dad." Karen felt a chill go down her spine, not at her daughter's words, but at the look she knew she was getting from behind those sunglasses. She knew those eyes, because they were given to her son by the devil himself.

"We're leaving right now," she whispered, reaching around behind her to grab a frightened Anna's hand. As they paraded the children out of the park, Deb was fuming under her breathe.

"How did this happen? How did he get out?"

"I don't know," Karen murmured, glancing back over her shoulder. He was gone. "I don't know Deb but you can be damn sure I'm going to find out."

"What's this?" Peyton smiled as Lucas walked into their bedroom wearing nothing but sweatpants holding a breakfast tray.

"I made my beautiful wife breakfast," Lucas replied, kneeling down on the bed and setting the tray over her lap.

"Oo, bacon," she squealed snatching a crisp slice off the plate.

"I made all your favorites while you were snoozing."

"You're so sweet baby, thank you." She pecked him on the lips three times and then dug in happily, adding, "I'm famished," around a mouth full of scrambled eggs.

Lucas grinned as Peyton shoveled food into her mouth.

"I'm not that good am I?"

"Hum?" Peyton looked at him with wide questioning eyes, her mouth full of food. Lucas chuckled at her cuteness and touched her cheek gently.

"You look like you're eating for two," he replied with a raised eyebrow and a grin. Peyton snickered.

"I know Scott sperm is potent stuff but it's not that good. I'm starving because I got a hell of a work out last night and that….I know I can blame on you," she purred leaning over to interlock her lips with his.

"Mmmm," he hummed. "Are you finished?"

"Luke," Peyton laughed. "How are you still ready for more?"

"Because," Lucas picked up the tray and moved it to the end of the bed then crawled back up to pull Peyton into his arms. "My wife is incredibly sexy and I can't even begin to get enough of her. Plus I had two cups of coffee while I was making breakfast."

They nuzzled their noses and Peyton giggled as Lucas began nibbling on her neck.

"Do you?"

"Make love again? Hell yes," came his muffled answer.

"No," Peyton laughed. "A baby."

This made Lucas lift his head up and look Peyton in the eyes.

"Do you want to have another baby? I mean not now, obviously. William is still so young, but-soon."

"What brought this on?"

"Nothing really, I mean I know we both have always wanted a bigger family and last night I was just thinking about how happy you make me and how happy the kids make me. I don't know, I just feel ready."

A soft smile appeared on Lucas's face and he leaned in to kiss her tenderly.

"I would love nothing more than to make another baby with you Peyton Sawyer Scott," he said quietly.

"I'd have to go off the pill," Peyton replied, choked up by his answer. "It would be the first baby we plan."

Lucas smiled. Both William and Anna had been pleasant surprises.

"Just tell me when you're ready and I will be more than willing to do my part."

"Okay." Peyton nodded, her curls bouncing around her head. They smiled at each other, both of them thinking about how their lives could change once again for the better.

"I hope it's a little girl," Lucas said, suddenly. "With your curls and your eyes."

"Anna would be so jealous," Peyton laughed as they snuggled back into their pillows and started munching off the breakfast tray.

"Of her hair?"

"No," Peyton giggled. "Of another baby girl stealing her daddy away from her."

"You think?"

"There's a special bond between a daughter and her father. I know that better than anybody."

"That's true, but…Anna is my first born. She's my first baby, you know? That's…that's always going to be special."

Peyton bit her lip as she watched Lucas's mind wander. She knew he was thinking of Dan. Sometimes being the first born wasn't enough.

"Baby?"

"Hm?"

"I know that whether we have another baby girl or even another baby boy it won't matter because you are wonderful father. Keith would be so proud of the man and the father you've become."

Lucas looked up at her and tucked a strand of hair behind her ear. "I love you."

"I love you too."

"So…" Lucas sighed, putting the breakfast try on the ground. "You wanna practice making a baby…again?"

"When is Karen coming back with the kids?"

"She called like an hour and a half ago," he replied, unbuttoning his dress shirt that she was wearing. "She took them to the park with Deb, Lil, Jamie and Amalia."

"Well then," Peyton smiled, as Lucas lowered the shirt from her shoulders. "Lets take full advantage of this."

Peyton wrapped her arms around Lucas's neck and pulled him down on top of her. He moaned as she wrapped her long legs around his hips, pulling him closer to her and thrust her tongue into his mouth. Their tongues wrestled and he bucked his hips into hers making her groan in approval.

Just as she moved to lower his sweatpants the phone rang.

"Don't answer it," he husked sealing his lips over hers again. She let him kiss her for a moment longer, but then pulled away.

"It might be the gallery, babe. Just a second." She reached over and picked up the phone. "Hello? Karen?! Karen slow down. What is it! Is it the kids?"

Lucas was already up and pulling a shirt and jeans on, all the while his panicked eyes were on Peyton.

"Okay. Okay, we'll be here. Just come in." Peyton hung up the phone, rummaging through drawers to find clothes.

"Peyton, what is it? What's wrong?"

"I don't know. She just said she was coming here and she was bringing Deb and the kids with her. She sounded funny Luke. Something is wrong, but I don't know what it is."

"Come on," Lucas sighed. "They should be here soon. Lets go wait for them."

They both went down stairs, wondering what could have happened in an hour and a half that could have Karen so panicked. Peyton sat down on the couch and clasped her hands together worriedly.

"It had to be something she didn't want to say in front of the kids, right? Otherwise she would have told me, right?"

"I don't know," Lucas murmured. He began pacing up and down the carpet. "Mom doesn't get all cloak and dagger for no reason."

The front door opened and Peyton shot to her feet and followed Lucas who was already halfway to the door.

Anna got to him first, throwing herself into his arms and burying her face in his neck. "Anna banana, hey baby girl," he greeted looking up at his mother over her head. He could tell by the look on her face that what she had to say was bad. He glanced over at Deb and read her face as well. Very very bad.

"Hey guys," Peyton greeted, taking a sleeping William out of Karen's arms. "Karen…what happened?"

"Lily, Jamie can you take Amalia and Anna out back to play, please," Karen asked. The two children nodded, but Anna shook her head vehemently.

"I don't wanna go," she said in a small voice. She looked up at Lucas with big green eyes and a sad pout. "Dadda I'm scared."

Lucas furrowed his brows and smoothed her hair back. "Baby, why are you scared to go out back and play?"

"The scary man with the beard might come," she replied a small tear trailing down her cheek. Peyton and Lucas exchanged an alarmed look before Lucas knelt down and looked Anna in the eyes.

"Sweetie. Baby look at Daddy," he said, wiping her face gently. "You know Mommy, Grandma, Deb, Jamie, and Lily would never ever let anything happen to you right? You know I would never ever let anything happen to you?"

"Yes," she sniffled, placing her little hands on his shoulders. "Coz it's your job to protect me from bad guys."

Lucas smiled, and cupped his daughter's cheek. "That's right. And when I'm not around, Jamie and Lily are here to protect you too."

"That's right, Anna," Jamie piped in. "I'm a big kid. I wouldn't let anyone hurt you."

"Me neither," Lily said. "Besides, you're my favorite neice."

"But Lily, I'm your only neice," Anna said innocently, but it made everyone laugh.

"Yeah, and you're my favorite," Lily rolled her eyes.

"Momma and I are right inside. If you get scared you can come right inside, okay?"

"Kay," Anna nodded, patting his shoulders. He pulled her in to hug her and kiss her on the cheek before letting her go.

Anna stopped to hug and kiss Peyton's legs, with a "Hi Mommy," before taking Amalia and Jamie's hands and letting them lead her out back.

"What the hell is going on?" Lucas cried, when the children were out of earshot. "Why is Anna terrified to go play in her own backyard."

Karen let Lucas's cursing slide, because she knew there would be more to come. She exchanged a look with Deb.

"Karen," Peyton murmured, cradling William to her chest. "Please. What happened?"

"It's Dan," Deb blurted. "He was at the park."

"Dan?" Peyton looked at Lucas, whose eyes went blank. "As in Dan Scott who went to prison for murdering Keith?"

"Father of the year himself," Deb said. "He was wearing sunglasses and a hat. Sporting a Charles Manson beard, but I would know that evil son of a bitch anywhere."

"Karen?" Peyton looked to her mother in law.

"He talked to Lily. He told her he knew her father," Karen replied, her voice shaking with rage.

"And Jamie saw him. He knows what Dan looks like. It was him," Deb added.

Everyone was quiet for a moment, before Lucas exploded.

"How!?"

William jumped in his sleep at his father's outburst, but settled back into his mother's tight embrace.

"If you let me use your phone, I'll find out right now. I didn't want to make the call in front of the children," Deb said.

"You can use the phone in the office, Deb. I'm going to put him down upstairs," she said quietly. She looked back with worry at Lucas, before she ascended the stairs with her son.

Deb walked off and Lucas walked into the living room with Karen following him. Lucas sank into the couch and put his head in his hands.

"We'll get to the bottom of this, Luke," she said, sitting down in a chair. Lucas's head shot up.

"Did he talk to Anna?"

"No. He didn't. I think the look of him frightened her more than anything, Luke. I'm surprised no one called the police."

"She was so scared, mom," he said quietly. "That bastard should be rotting in prison for what he has done, not hanging out at playgrounds scaring my children. I never wanted them to know anything about him. He's poison."

"I know honey," Karen whispered. "I know. Now I have to take Lily home and explain to her that the man she saw in the park today is not only her uncle, but the man who took her father away from us."

Lucas looked up at his mother and kicked himself. "Aw Mom."

He got up and went to kneel down in front of her, taking her hands, which she had been wringing together. Karen had been wronged by that man for most of her adult life. He had taken more from her than anyone.

"I didn't even think."

"Sweetheart, you have just as much right as anyone to be upset. Don't add my stuff on top of yours."

"It's our stuff mom. We're family. I can talk to Lily with you, if you want."

"Thank you boy of mine, but you already have a talk to have. I think you should tell Anna who he is. Right now, he's just a nameless monster to her. Nathan and Haley had to go through the same thing with Jamie when he was Anna's age-"

"And found a picture of Dan. I remember. Nathan told him he was dead. God what a mess. We should just have a giant Scott family meeting in the backyard and sit all the kids down and tell them all at the same time. Have you called Haley and Nate yet?"

"No. We wanted to figure out what to tell them first. Sorry for the panicked call earlier….when I saw Dan talking to Lily it…." she shook her head and sighed heavily.

"We're never going to be rid of him are we," Lucas murmured. Karen pulled him into her arms and sighed once again.

"We have something he doesn't Luke. Each other. We're stronger together than apart. What ever he has up his sleeve, we'll get passed it as a family."

Soft footfalls alerted them to another presence and they parted upon Peyton's arrival into the living room.

"I didn't wake him did I?" Lucas asked, standing. Peyton shook her head, placing the baby monitor on the mantle.

"He woke up when I put him down. He tried to play a little, but he was just too tired to stay awake."

"Jamie wore him out on the slide," Karen said with a small smile. Lucas walked over to his wife's side and kissed her cheek.

"I'm sorry for yelling, Peyt." Peyton shook her head, waving off his apology.

"You have every right to be pissed Luke. Hell, I'm pissed at how scared he's made Anna. How can a man we haven't seen in six years pop back up and ruin everything so fast?"

They were all silent, the question hanging in the air between them before Deb stormed back into the room.

"He's out on parole," she spat. Lucas lowered his head and Karen stood up angrily.

"Why weren't any of us notified.?"

"A glitch…in the system," Deb replied, obviously livid. "Someone dropped the ball and because of that no one was there to contest his parole. They said we can try to file an appeal. I've already called my lawyer to see what can be done."

"No," Lucas shook his head. "That's not good enough. We have to be able to do something more, he was right there today talking to Lily, close enough to take any of them if he wanted! I am not going sit here let that bastard terrorize my family anymore than he has!"

"Daddy?"

Lucas spun around to find Anna standing at the doorway. He sighed and tried to calm himself down. "What is it baby?"

"I got scared," she said simply with a sad pout. "I tried to be brave Daddy. I really did."

"Come here," he cooed. The little girl ran into his arms and he picked her up. "I know you did. You did so good, baby. You did good."

"Deb, you should probably call Haley and Nathan. Tell them to come over here," Peyton said, rubbing her daughter's back. "We'll all bunker down here for the day, I guess."

Deb nodded, gratefully and went off to make the call.

"Luke, I'm going to go out back and see how the kids are and then start lunch. The kids should be getting hungry right about now."

"Yeah!" Anna popped her head up off her father's shoulder, nodding her head frantically. "I'm hungry for sandwiches!"

"How are you hungry for a specific food, you little nut," Peyton laughed as Karen and Lucas chuckled at the little girl's enthusiasm.

"Cause that's what my belly said Mommy. It wants sandwiches," Anna shrugged as though it was the most natural answer to give.

"Okay, baby bird. Sandwiches it is," Karen smiled.

"I like your sandwiches Gramma,"

"I like making you sandwiches," Karen laughed, walking over to kiss her round cheek. Anna accepted the kiss happily and reached for her grandmother. Lucas transferred her over to Karen with a smile

Anna sighed a small sigh and then looked seriously up at Karen.

"Gramma?"

"Yes, love?"

"Who was that man?"

Lucas, Peyton, and Karen managed a three way glance. They knew the question was coming.

"You looked scared of him too," Anna said, patting Karen's back comfortingly. "I din know growed ups got scared."

"Oh honey," Karen cooed, sitting down with her granddaughter. "Grown ups get scared all the time. And you know what? Its okay to be scared sometimes, but we can't let our fear stop us from doing the things we want to do. Does that make sense?"

The intuitive little blonde thought for a moment and then said, "Yes. But then how come we left the park?"

Lucas knelt down beside them and touched Anna's leg. "Honey, that man was someone gramma didn't want you kids around. Remember how I said it was our job to protect you? She was just trying to keep you guys safe."

"Who was that man?" Anna asked again. Nodding, Lucas picked Anna up. It was time to tell her the truth.

"Come on with Mommy and I and we'll tell you about him."

"But you weren't even there," Anna objected.

"I know. But I know who he is." He turned to his mother and she nodded encouragingly before going towards the back of the house. Holding Anna in one arm, he took Peyton's hand in the other and they walked to the stairs together. As they were about to ascend the stairs the doorbell rang.

Lucas and Peyton looked at one another, both of them wondering if it was somehow Dan on the other side of the door.

"Careful," Lucas warned, as Peyton walked to the door and opened it. She blinked in surprise at who was on the other side of the door.

"Brooke?"

Brooke shook off her own surprise at finding Peyton home. "Hi! Hi Peyton…I came by to see you…obviously and um….I'm sorry muffins?"

She held out the box of blueberry muffins, which happened to be Lucas's favorite, with a smile.

"Um, thank you Brooke, I-Come in," Peyton stepped aside and let Brooke in. "I'm surprised to see you here, Brooke. I thought you'd be with Rachel."

"Oh her lazy ass is still asleep," Brooke scoffed, waving her off.

"Hi Brooke," Anna piped.

"Oh," Brooke exclaimed in embarrassment. "I meant her lazy butt-um-bottom. Hey Luke," she added with a meek smile.

Lucas only nodded at her and turned to Peyton. "We'll be upstairs."

Peyton nodded with a reassuring smile and then sighed. Brooke followed with a sigh of her own. Dammit, Lucas was still pissed at her.

"We're having a bit of a crisis here. Have you seen Nathan and Haley this morning?"

"Briefly for breakfast. Why? What's happening?"

Peyton shook her head and peeped out the window nervously.

"Dan's back."

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