Summary: Julian is about to lose his job after the company he works for is combining with another. His boss, Lucas, always flirted with his wife, Brooke. What happens when Julian pushes Brooke to sleep with Lucas to keep his job?

Disclaimer: I own nothing but the little boys. Everything else is owned by One Tree Hill. The title is from a Fall Out Boy song!

Here's the next chapter. I wrote it all today actually. I wanted to get something up for you all! I hope everyone had an amazing New Years Eve and every one has an amazing New Year. This chapter will be the new start of something. It gets the story going in the direction I want it to go. I hope you understand. If you have any ideas, let me know! I gladly look at them.

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Sugar, We're Going Down Swinging

Chapter Twelve
Lucas's Point-of-View

"Brooke, it will all be okay. I promise you." I reassured walking right up to her car door the minute we pulled up to the cabin.

This cabin has been in the family for decades. It was my mother's great grandfather's hunting cabin, if I remember correctly. Now we barely use it. I mean I'm positive Nathan and Haley use it for a weekend getaway but that's it. My father wouldn't be seen here, ever.

"You can't say that." She whispered. "We both know he'll find us. I know him and he knows people, Lucas." She quietly shut her door before opening the door to access two sleeping boys. "They were terrified, but I'm glad they went to sleep. William lost his teddy and I didn't know what to tell him. I didn't know if it made it to the car or not."

"I'll help you." I offered, "Here, go unlock the door and I'll bring them in." I handed Brooke the lonely cabin key.

"You don't need too. I can carry them. I've done it countless times."

I realized then and there that Brooke doesn't like offered help. She likes that she can do things herself. She was independent, especially when it comes to her sons.

"But I'm saying I'm here to help, Brooke. I want to help you." I assured, wrapping my arms tightly around her.

In that split second she broke down in my arms, unable to hold it in any more. Tears came out as sobs and I just continued to say reassuring words and advice.

Finally, ten minutes later she calmed down. "I'm sorry," A muffled voice came as she rested her head in the crock of my neck. "I got you all wet."

"Don't worry about it." I promised kissing her forehead. "You go clean up and I'll bring them in." I saw her hesitating and gave her a gentle push to the door.

When I made sure Brooke made it inside the house, I grabbed the first and youngest son into my arms. If I remember correctly, it was William. But really I am terrible at names. Brooke never really talked about them by name. It was always "my sons" or "my boys".

With William in one arm, I walk around and lift Grant in the other. It was a balancing act of some sorts as I made my way up the small path to the wooden front door.

"I'll put them in the guest room. You go shower and relax a little. I can watch them."

"Luke," She paused, "I'm okay."

I quickly walked and placed them on the bed, a talent in itself, before walking back to her. "It's okay not to be okay."

"I need to be strong, for them at least, and I'm far from that." She sunk down onto the couch. "I don't know what I'll do if he finds them. I can't give them to him."

I just held her as she cried.

"Lucas, what if he gets them?" She looked up at me. Her green, emerald eyes looked like waterfalls as the tears continued to fall. "I can't let him get them."

"If he does, we'll fight. I promise you we will fight to the end." I didn't want to promise her but I wasn't going to give up the fight. She deserves someone to fight for her. "No one more than you deserves to have your kids."

"I think I'm going to be sick." And she was up running straight for the guest bathroom.

"It's going to be okay, you need to stop stressing yourself out, Baby. We'll keep your boys. He will not get them."

"I'm sorry, Luke." She spoke as I handed her a tissue.

"Just breath, Pretty Girl." I rubbed soft circles on her back. "Breath baby." When she spoke again and it was a mumbled mess that I did not understand, I just held her in my arms. "Baby, you need to breath and quiet down."

Soon enough she fell asleep in my arms and I was not going to push her away. I'd let her sleep right in them till she wakes up. But I did want to get off the bathroom floor. I quietly lifted her in my arms and walked over to the couch.

I forgot on the way to inform Dan that I would not be in for god knows how long. I just wanted to stay with Brooke. I had this feeling deep inside that I need to protect them from Julian, all of them.

I first decided to take the easy way out and text Nathan.

Nate, tell dad I took a little trip. I don't know when I'll be back to work but I'll be gone at least a week.

Not even two seconds later he calls me.

"Hell no am I telling him that." Nathan laughed before even saying hello, a typical Nathan response. "You left, you tell him."

"Please Nate, I can't deal with him right now." I quietly broke away from Brooke and made my way outside to the wrap around deck. "Just do this for me right now."

"No. You're with that girl, aren't you? Damn you got it bad bro." He snickered, "But you're telling dad. But make sure you do it when I'm with him. I want to witness this mess first hand."

"You're no help, you know that?"

"That's what I'm here for Luke, just to drive you insane."

"By Nathan." I rolled my eyes, hanging up.

Staring at the view I let out a sigh. I know this was going to end badly, I knew very well that it would happen. My dad would probably say things about keeping it in my pants and to act my age. At thirty, I think I'm doing a damn good job of acting my age.

"Dan Scott speaking."

Of course he answers his cell phone like that. "Hey dad, it's Lucas."

"Why aren't you working?" He hissed. "This is an important time and you need to get your ass back to work, now."

"Well," I paused, "I won't be in for the next week. Something more important came up."

"More important? What the fuck is more important then having a job and working? I knew I shouldn't have let you get this job. Damn listening to your mother."

"Someone needed help, and I offered to help. Ma already knows."

Thank god I can easily speak to my mother without having the erg to fall down a flight of steps.

"It's that girl, isn't it? All because of what Baker said today? Oh come on, keep it in your fucking pants, Lucas. Don't get involved in this mess. It's theirs, not yours."

"She's a friend and I offered to help her, that's what I'm doing." I sighed, "Just let me do what I need to do. I'll be home in a week."

"Stay out of that mess, boy. It's only going to cause more trouble. You caused enough trouble in their relationship, already. Let them deal with the rest themselves."

"By dad." And I hung up, turning off my phone, as I did not want to be disturbed by the rest of the world.

I stared at the view, the pristine tree line view of the lake and thought of what I wanted.

Somewhere deep inside I had this need to protect Brooke and her sons. I wasn't use to it. Nathan was the one that did all this relationship stuff. I kind of just went from one girl to the next. But did I have feeling for Brooke?

"Mama?"

I snapped my head around to see who I'm thinking is William standing in the door way. "Hey bud, your Mama's sleeping."

"Sleeping? Mama doesn't nap." He looked at me confused. "Mama too old for naps."

"Yeah well she took one." I smiled. "Come out here, you can see all the animals."

"I want my Mama." He stood nervously.

Then it hit me. They don't know who I am, at all. This was the first time meeting them, and I for some reason wasn't nervous about it. I was excited to meet them, to learn more about them, and to make memories with them.

What the fuck is going on with me?

"Well then let's go wake your Mama up." I smiled standing up and grabbed his tiny hand in my bigger one.

"You're Mama's friend that she talks to all the time."

"I guess I am." Simple and sweet because he didn't need to know all the details., he's too young.

"Did you know Mama's having a baby? Or I want her too because Grant's not a cool older brother. He picks on me and I wanna pick on someone too."

I was shocked at his comment. Brooke's pregnant? Or was that just a dream I'd wish for in the future?

"But being the little brother means you're the baby of the family. The best job there is." I smiled at William. "Wake your Mama up quietly, bud. She's sleepy."

He nodded his curly brown head and looked at Brooke trying to find the best way to wake her up. A light bulb must have went off in his mind because his face lit up and he quietly walked over to Brooke. Before I understood what he was doing, he joined Brooke on the couch, wrapping his arms tightly around her and planted a kiss on her head. "I love you Mama."

"I love you too, Baby Boy." Brooke mumbled wrapping her arm tightly around him. "So much."

"To the moon and back, Mama."

"To infinite and beyond." She let a soft smile fall on her face and she snuggled into William's smaller body.

"Mama, no sleeping! I'm hungry!"

"Then let's get some food in you." Brooke laughed, smiling at me.

I could get use to this.

-XO-OTH-XO-

An hour later with a now wide awake Grant and a fed William, we were all sitting on the couch watching old Disney movies that I guess had been in here since Nathan and I were their age.

Thank you Dan Scott for not updating technology.

"I like this movie, Mama. Why can't we watch this ever?" Grant asked with all seriousness. This movie had to be twenty years old by now or maybe even older, but they love it.

The movie, The Rugrats Movie, was capturing the attention of both little boys and somewhat of Brooke.

"I like Tommy, he's so cool!" William spoke quietly.

In the short time with the boys, I noticed the difference in them. William more loud and friendly, while Grant was quiet and shy.

It was very similar to Nathan and myself with the youngest always being the loud and outgoing one.

Then there was a knock on the door and Brooke and I stared at each other nervously. We weren't expecting anyone and if anyone from my family were to show they'd give a warning call or something.

I nodded at her, telling her silently to stay there with the boys and went to answer the door.

"Can I help you?" I asked noticing the policy cars sitting surrounding the cabin.

"Is Brooke Baker here?" The officer asked me.

"I'll answer when you tell me what this about. I have the right to know why there are cops all over my driveway and why Julian is sitting there watching."

"We have a court order for the custody of Grant and William Baker to their father." The officer stated. "We are here to get the boys."

"Lucas, who is it?" Brooke spoke walking nervously towards the door.

"They're here for the boys." I solemnly stated, frowning, feeling like I didn't do enough to protect them. I could've done more.

"No, no, no." She cried out, falling into my arms once again. "He can't."

"I'm sorry." The officer stated but in reality he didn't look so sad. He looked happy, almost. "We need them."

It was all happening in slow motion it felt like. First I heard the crying of William and Grant and their screams of desperation for wanting our help to protect them. But there wasn't much we could do.

"Mama I don't want to go with him! He hurts me!" Grant screams reaching for Brooke and myself as the officer carried him away. "Mama help!"

"I love you, Grant. Watch out for William okay." She pulled him in for a hug and kissed him. "Be the best big brother you can be."

This was only the start of it all.

Julian wanted a fight, we sure as hell were going to fight.