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Previously: paley friendship restored, brother confrontations, Breyton comforting, Naley talk.

Chapter 12- No!

Have you ever felt like a blur of events are initiated to happen? Have you ever felt like this day was thoroughly mistakened? That's what went through everyone's head as they prepared for the coming together in unity between Lucas Eugene Scott and Lindsay Strauss. If you would've asked anyone in little old tree hill who's wedding celebration they'd be attending and whom Lucas Scott would be marrying, they would've answered Peyton Sawyer in a heartbeat. Never would they have thought their classmate was marrying some woman that wasn't from high school called Lindsay; Peyton: Hell yeah! , Brooke: Possible, Lindsay: Fat chance.

Brooke sighed as they arrived in Tree Hill church that would crush her best friend in bits and pieces and squeezed her hand as they approached Skillz, Mouth, Fergie and Junk. Skills approached Peyton.

" Hey skinny girl, how you feelin'"

" Like crap, obviously."

" So what's the deal, curly?"

" What?" asked Brooke, obviously confused.

" What's the plan, the action?" at the dumbfounded expression the two best friends held he grinned.

" Okay, I was thinking when we reach the part where the priest ask for objections, Bam! " he turned to Peyton. " That's you." He clapped his hands. " It'll be just like friends."

" Uh-no." Butted Brooke.

" Alright, alright. Let's do the old switcharoo, Peyton locks Lindsay in a closet, puts on her dress, Lucas takes off the veil after they had exchanged vows and Bam! My man and my girl are married."

" or how about this? Peyton goes through the ceremony, has a couple drinks, and hooks up with some hot guy and has drunk, meaningless sex." Ended the blonde and Brooke had to smile as she gave her best friend a look of pride and squeezed her hand.

" Look baby girl, have I ever told you how fine you looking in that dress?" Peyton laughed as she nudged a negotionable Skillz and inhaled deeply. Brooke frowned, hoping that the scene that would soon unfold would do wonders and not snap her blonde friend's cap.

Peyton walked through the crowd as she reached the back room. She felt as though she was suffocating when they had been forced to walk into the church and had literally ran out feeling as if the hot tears that were bound to spill down her cheeks would be revealing that this was pure evidence that this was real, that this wasn't a nightmare and that she wouldn't wake up and breathe deeply as Luke comforted her and told her it had been just a real bad dream and that he loved her. She shook her head, hoping that the gesture could rely some sort of stability for her inner self and restart her thumping heart. She was about to walk back into the case of death when a hand on her shoulder made her turn around and gasp in surprise at the curly-headed brunette that was like a mother to her.

" Peyton." Peyton rushed into her waiting arms, feeling a sense of security.

" Karen." Karen stroked the blonde's curly hair in motherly fashion, feeling her heart break for the girl- no-woman that she considered one of her own. She pulled back to take a good look at her.

" You have grown so much- it makes me regret leaving." Replied the brunette woman. Peyton laughed lightly.

" How have you been-Lilly- God Lilly how is she?"

" I'm fine, and as for Lilly. She's every bit of her father- sweetest 4 year old girl you'd ever meet." She smiled. " I can't believe how much has changed, I mean former Karen's café now Clothes over bro's?"

" Yeah."

" And you, Record producer, that's amazing Peyton- I am so proud of you."

" Thanks Karen," Karen waved her off.

" Don't thank me Hun, you did this, you battled of the dangerous periods of your life, made Tric a success, has people filling up P.sawyer Records- you've grown into quite the American woman." She kissed her forehead. " Your mother's must be so proud of you- I know I am." The blonde nodded feeling sobs trying to emit from her throat.

" You know, I've always thought you would be the one wearing the white dress and promising to make my son the happiest man on earth- God, I don't even know the poor woman downstairs." Laughed Karen. " You'll be okay Peyton, I consider you one of my own children, You've got Family and friends who adore you but most of all you've got me who will always be there for you." Peyton smiled as she felt tears slip down her face as guilt poured into her for keeping such an amazing, inspirational woman the knowledge of her granddaughter, the knowledge of even knowing that she had one.

" Karen-"

she was interrupted as Kaylee whom had come out of nowhere, sprang into the brunette's arms.

" Gwama Karen!" shrieked the 3 year old delightly.

" I'm sorry Peyton, I tried to stop her but she was being stubborn," replied Haley.

" No I not." Retorted the 3 year old and they had to laugh. Karen looked at the little girl in amazement.

" Oh-wow, who are you?"

" Kaylee, silly!" she kissed her cheek. " You're my gwandma, momma say so!"

Karen looked at Peyton who looked down in shame and trailed her eyes back to the little girl who had a bundle of energy.

" really? Well you are absolutely gorgeous m'dear, would you like to meet Lilly? She's with Aunt Brooke." Kaylee nodded and Haley laughed.

" I'll take her." Said the brunette as she kissed Peyton and Karen and left the room with the 3 year old. Karen looked back at the 22 year old in front of her.

" She's beautiful, Peyton."

"Karen I am so sorry! I just- I" Karen wrapped her arms around the tearful blonde.

" It's okay Peyton, I am slightly hurt that I was kept in the dark about my granddaughter but I assume Lucas has no clue towards his daughter." At the blonde's hesitant nod , she smiled slightly. " Its okay Peyton, even though I think he has a right to know, you have your reasons and it's none of my business." She kissed her forehead. " Life is short Peyton, you still have time to make your wish come true, to make the family you want. I wasted time being scared of my emotions towards Keith and now look where I am. You have a choice to do something about your position, to do something about it." She lifted her face up. " don't follow into the cycle and do the same mistake I did, stand up for your belief, stand up for love; it's worth it." Ended the brunette as she rocked the blonde back and forth.

Lucas trembled as the music started, everyone was here, to watch him show the commitment and love he felt towards his fiancée. He turned to his best man and shuddered as he caught the heated glare his brother gave him. He watched slowly, one by one as the wedding started. Jamie, Lilly and a grumpy-looking Kaylee walked down the aisle, emitting gasps and awws around the room. Next were the bridesmaid, Haley, Brooke, Bevin and one of Lindsay's older sisters. The gasp that came next was one that came from his mouth as Peyton walked down the aisle, She looked exhilarating, beautiful, stunning with the dress that hugged her curves and the makeup that made her green eyes that he loved so much pop out gracefully, he couldn't keep the smile off his face, couldn't take his eyes off of her. He watched as the smile he had faltered as all heads turned to see Lindsay come out. He was no fool, Lindsay looked beautiful, hell today was the day that he thought she looked truly attractive but he didn't feel the sparks, the electricity, the nervousness he felt as she walked towards him, not like Peyton did.

He watched as she reached him and grinned up at him and he forced a plastered smile on his face. He loved her; he did, so why did his heart say otherwise. They came across the part where the I do's came and as his eyes hooked on to Peyton's the words just slipped out.

" I do."

" Do you, Lindsay Strauss take Lucas Scott to be your lawfully wedded husband." Asked the priest.

" I do." Answered Lindsay with a beaming smile. The priest smiled at them and turned his attention to the crowd.

" Does anyone, have any reason as to why this lovely couple shall not join together in holy matrimony." And he watched slowly, in slow motion how a little's girls shriek made the crowd gasp.

" I obzect!" yelled Kaylee as she ran up to him, he bent down to her size confused.

" what's wrong, princess?" she took his head in her hands, her eyes begging him.

": don' marry her daddy, don marry her!" that's the last he heard as the crowd gasped, his eyes connected to Peyton's and he saw the guilt in her eyes, he trailed his eyes back to the little girl and he gasped as he looked into her blue, serious eyes that were an exact carbpn copy of his. Kaylee, Kaylee's my daughter. And that's all his heart could take as his mind went blank and his body fell limply to the floor. In the midst of shrieks of horror, and gasps of surprise you could hear a loud,chuckle.

" This is better than friends."