2 months later

Two months had gone by since Brooke found out about her pregnancy. Her first sonogram showed her already at 8 weeks along so now she was 16 weeks and growing everyday. Things were busier than ever at the Clothes over Bros which made Brooke stressed out at times. Lucas was busy with classes and running two-a-day practices with the stress and pressure was starting to take a toll on the both of them.

Lucas and Jake sat at a high-top table in the middle of a crowded sports bar. It was late Monday night after basketball practice. Lucas and Jake kept the team 2 hours late because of the disrespect they were showing to them as coaches and to the practices they were trying to run. The two men were drinking beer and sharing a plate of wings as they discussed their frustrations with the team.

"Well the two extra hours of straight sprints and suicides scared the shit out of them I think." Lucas laughed as he took a sip of his beer. "I think they know we're serious now."

"They take is serious from here on out because I'm tired of this. We waisted our time for two months with a bunch of boys who weren't willing to work or put the time in." Jake said shaking his head. "I now know Whitey's pain. Teenage boys are difficult."

Lucas laughed and reached in his pocket to retrieve his vibrating cell phone. He shook his head as he read a text message from Brooke.

"God Brooke's driving me crazy man. This is the fourth text I've got from her since we got here." Lucas said as he rolled his eyes.

"Hey well listen Luke, Peyton's probably wondering where I am too. I better get going." Jake took one last sip of his beer and stood to leave the table.

"Wait!" Lucas grabbed Jake's arm. "I don't want to go home yet. Brooke's all hormonal and I just need a break from it all. What do you say, one more beer?"

"Luke she's your wife. Go home and fix it, but I'm not gonna be apart of your guys' issues. Peyton would be so pissed at me." Jake shook his head and turned and walked away.

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"Can you believe him Haley? Practice has been over for 4 hours and he hasn't called to check in. I've sent him multiple texts and he hasn't responded to one!" Brooke paced around the kitchen on the phone with Haley.

"Maybe something happened. I don't know aren't you worried that something bad might have happened and that's why he's not answering the messages?" Haley said.

"Nothing happened Haley he's doing this on purpose. He's been such a jerk lately. I know he's under a lot of pressure but he doesn't have to be so mean, ya know?" Brooke got choked up as she let Haley in on the marriage problems her and Lucas were having.

"Oh wait I just heard him pull up. I'll call you tomorrow." Brooke hung up the phone and walked into the living room, sat on the couch, and folded her arms across her chest.

Lucas fumbled with his keys to open the door. He sighed when he saw Brooke sitting on the couch staring at him obviously annoyed. She rolled her eyes as he dropped his stuff next to the front door.

Lucas walked over and sat next to his wife. He exhaled as he squinted and rubbed his eyes. Brooke could smell the obvious alcohol on his breath.

"Why'd you lock the door?" He said turning to Brooke.

"Are you drunk?" Brooke asked

"What the hell kind of question is that?" Lucas fired back. "Do you really think I would drive drunk?"

"Then why do you reek of beer?" Brooke asked.

"Cause I had a few beers. It's not a crime, I'm not even buzzed." Lucas got up from the couch and walked into the kitchen. He wasn't in the mood to deal with his wife's interrogation.

"Come back we're not finished this conversation." Brooke shouted as she followed Lucas into the kitchen. "Why didn't you check in with me?"

"Not now Brooke. Don't start this, I'm not in the mood." Lucas opened the refrigerator and grabbed a water bottle.

"And you think I'm in the mood to fight? Lucas I know you have a lot going on but that doesn't give you the right to ignore your wife!" Brooke's voice kept getting louder and louder.

"You don't get it Brooke. I've been working my ass of ever since we've been married. Law school, the team, and not to mention I haven't had any time to focus on my writing career." Lucas explained.

"And what do you think I do all day Lucas? I'm on my feet all day at the store. Dealing with costumers and phone calls with the office in New York. Not to mention I'm carrying your child. DId you forget about that?" Brooke barked furiously.

"I get it Brooke. You're the sole financial provider. You want to rub that in my face some more?" Lucas narrowed his eyes at his wife. "You really are unbelievable. I might not be making as much money as you are with your clothing line and your stores, but that doesn't mean I don't work. I'm trying to level with you here Brooke."

"You think that's what this is about? Babe I don't give a damn about how much money you're making right now." Brooke walked over closer to Lucas and looked up at him. "I just want to be us again. I want you to remember how much I love you. I'm here for you, no matter how much you have on your plate right now."

"It doesn't always feel like that Brooke. You're always demanding more from me!" Lucas took a few steps back and moved away from his wife.

"Lucas what are you talking about?" Brooke asked confused

"It's like a pattern in our relationship. Just like in high school. I give you everything and still you're not happy with me. What else do you want?" Lucas threw his hands up in despair.

"You did not just bring up high school Lucas. When our relationship failed both times, that was you not me. Don't you dare turn this around on me!" Brooke shouted furiously with tears forming in her eyes.

"Whatever, I'm leaving. I'm going to clear my head." Lucas grabbed his jacket and keys and walked towards the front door.

"Do not walk out on me Lucas! If you walk out that door don't even think about coming back tonight!" Brooke yelled through the house.

"Oh no problem." Lucas shouted back as he threw his hand over his head. "And if you want up to bring up that baby again Brooke just remember that I wanted to wait. I knew we were''t ready for it."

The front door slammed shut leaving Brooke standing alone in the empty house.