An- Hey guys! How y'all doing? Thanks for the reviews from last chapter and to clear things up, Brooke is indeed pregnant. I hope you guys enjoyed your Halloween and enjoy the chapter. I really wish you guys would help disintegrate my worries and click on the button on the end of the screen, I really didn't get as much reviews as I hoped and would like to hear some more from you. Ps, By the way have you noticed that Jamie looks much more like Leyton than he does Naley?

Previously:

-Lucas, Haley and Skills have some fun reminiscing about the past.

- Peyton gets a visit from Deb and Brooke fills Peyton in on some shocking news.

- Leyton fluff.

Disclaimer: I don't own anything in One Tree Hill except Kaylee. Sadly, I don't own James Lafferty or Chad Michael Murray either!

Chapter 28-

Nathan Scott grinned as he walked down the set of stairs with his son in his arms. He noted that he couldn't wipe the smile off his face even if he had tried. Yesterday had been one of the ups of being married, having enjoyed the whole day simply holding his wife or whispering sweet nothings in her ear before moaning in pleasure as they made love. He came to the conclusion that no one could ever replace his dear wife when it came to lovemaking or the little things that made her, her and counted. No one else knew his most sensitive spots or knew his body from the back of her hand like she did; No one also didn't know how to make him moan in ecstasy or drive him crazy in lust. He came to the conclusion that days like the one he had induced in yesterday was one of the best days of his life where he could simply hide out from the troubles and havoc life had to offer and spend the day away with his wife in his hands In bliss. He smiled upon the sight of his wife having just finished what looked like print outs of the essays she would be assigning her class and was too late to stop his son from heading full speed ahead into his mothers arms.

"Hi baby boy," Said Haley as she cradled her four year old closer to her.

"Hi Momma," answered the four year old with a smile. Haley grinned as her eyes instantly glued to the blue-eyed man staring back at her, butterflies swimming in her stomach as he approached her, as it did every single time her husband was in living distance of her. She craned her neck and met him in a passionate good morning kiss, smiling as he wrapped an arm around her waist and the other around his son.

"Good morning." Hummed the brunette with a smile.

"Morning." He smiled at her. "How is my beautiful wife this morning?"

"Perfect if you must ask. It helps that I had an earth-shattering night last night." She watched as a full out smirk graced his face and he neared closer to her.

"Really? Would you like a repeat performance?"Whispered Nathan in his wife's ear, his breath tickling her ear with sparks shooting through to her hot core.

"Oh Nathan- slow down there big boy, not in front of our son." She smirked up at him. "How about we reschedule for later?" Ended the brunette with a wink, emitting a raised eyebrow from her husband at her sudden behavior before smirking down at her.

"I'll hold you to that."

"I'm sure you will," laughed the brunette before solely focusing her attention on her four year old son who had spaced out and seemed to be living in the world of distractions.

"Yoo-hoo!" said the brunette as she waved an arm in front of her son. "What's got you so wrapped up in that head of yours, Jim-Jam?" Ended Haley, shaking her son out of his thoughts and to look up at her curiously.

"How come we never see Grandpa Dan?" At that, the parents shared a glance of alarm and shock before raising their gazes back to the much curious four year old who had seemed to inherit his mothers genes of full out curiosity.

"Why do you ask, Jim-Jam?" asked Nathan, anger boiling through them at the task at hand. The past few years had been the same when it came to his father; he had never once brought up the subject of the blue-eyed devil himself or planned to. It was bad enough that he had had a horrible relationship with his father when he was younger solely because of the pressure his father loaded on him but the discovery of his father coldly killing his brother without so much as a conscience had been a danger zone that shouldn't be crossed. He had never forgiven his father, never once went to go see him; the pain and tears that had been shed because of the bastard was one that still haunted his life, still flashed in his head time to time emitting sorrow and fury to crash into him. Needless to say, he was quite surprised his son was even so much as speaking about the cold-blooded murder.

"They were talking about our last mayor in class yesterday and his name popped up. It got me thinking." Haley ran a hand through her brilliant son's blonde hair, as if feeling the need to soothe him in some way.

"He's just busy, Jim-Jam. He has a lot on his plate."

"Is it because he's in jail?" Said the four year old innocently, not noticing that the sentence itself had sent his parents barreling into shock.

"W-who told you about that?" choked out, Haley, the bad vibe that had entered her body, hitting her with a pang as negative thoughts ran through her head.

"They mentioned it at school, too." Ended the blonde boy, emitting Nathan into full out fury. It was one thing to speak of his murderous father when his four year old grandson was present but to speak of his history and his current location was a territory that shouldn't have been crossed. He clenched his jaw from ceasing to simply march over that school and give him a piece of his mind.

"What's jail?" asked the little boy in confusion and Nathan took deep breaths, rattling his head for some answers. He was torn, torn between telling the undivided truth and or solely feeding his son with lies.

"Jail is a place you get sent to when people do something they shouldn't have."

"Like what?"

"Like not brushing their teeth every day, or not listenining to their parents-"

"You should always listen to your parents!" interrupted the four year old, emitting a small smile from his parents.

"That's right -or being mean to people." Ended Haley, making the blonde little boy to look up at him in shock, and fear flowing through him at the very thought of going to jail.

"Is that what Grandpa Dan did?"

"Dan- he did some things that he wasn't proud of which is why he was sent there." Ended the brunette woman slowly as if trying to convince herself that those were the right words that should've been said. She raised an eyebrow. "Why suddenly the twenty one questions?" Jamie fished into his pocket, pulling out a picture which had both parents to widen their eyes in shock.

"Where did you get that, son?" asked Nathan, anger boiling through him as his eyes came face to face with the grinning bastard looking back at him. Jamie shrugged.

" Kaylee and I found it last night." He looked up at his father after tracing out the picture. "Is that how he looks like?"

"Why do you ask?" asked Haley, curiosity getting the best of her. Raising an eyebrow as her son looked up at her, fear evident in his pool of blue eyes.

"He was at my school today, Momma!" Said the four year old, oblivious to the fact that he had clouded his parents with full out fury.

"Jim-Jam, go upstairs and wake up Kaylee." Ordered Nathan, Jamie who had been in quite shock over his fathers tone quickly nodded and dashed up the stairs.

"Nathan-"

"He has no right! No right to be there! He gave up all rights to the Scott family and all the people in it when he crossed the line and coldly murdered his brother!"

"I know-"

"How the hell did he even get out? Shouldn't they be notifying these kind of things?!" He clenched his jaw. "And the school- what kind of bonehead idiots tell four year old information like that!"

"I know honey." Replied Haley as she wrapped her arms around his waist to keep him from exploding. "There's nothing we can do about the school situation, Nathan. What's done is done. As for Dan, we can start by contacting the police and asking for the information they so cluelessly forgot to mention and keep an eye on Jamie."

"Kaylee too. You never know if the cold-blooded murder might spring up on. He might be after her next; he's her grandfather too,"

"We can only hope he knows his limits, honey." Assured Haley, as she rubbed soothing circles off her husband's stiffened back. Nathan turned to his wife and looked into her deep chocolate eyes.

"God- I love you."

"I love you, too." Answered Haley, the exact moment Jamie came barreling down with a sleepy Kaylee in tow, rubbing her eye with a knuckle.

"Morning Aunt Haley, Uncle Nathan."

"Morning Kayls." Answered the parents together, small smiles slowly working through their face as the child greeted them with a kiss on the cheek. Nathan looked down firmly at his son and niece.

"C'mon Kayls, lets go. We're going home."

"Otay." Said the three year old as she ran upstairs to get her stuff, Haley turned to Jamie. "You coming, buddy?" He nodded just as Kaylee came running down with her clothes and the four held hands as they walked out of the house, worries following they're every move at their new found discovery.

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"I'm pregnant" Brooke Davis let the words slip out of her mouth, worries far from disintegrating as she found her boyfriend looking at her in shock. She could only hope that he didn't deny the privilege of having a child. It had always been a dream of hers to have a child, one of her own calling her mommy appealed her and after years of her friend's giving birth to children, she suddenly wished that she could have a life that depended on her for his/her every need, to count on her through the good and the bad and the only person she could think of, ever experiencing her pregnancy with or being the father for her child was a certain Chase Adams. She watched him blink rather vastly, as if digesting the two words that would change their life forever, the two words she so easily blurted out without a common conscience. It was an all or nothing situation for Brooke, He either took Brooke Davis pregnant and all or didn't have Brooke Davis at all period. She had been brought out of her thoughts by the voice that determined her baby's future.

"You're pregnant?"

"I'm pregnant." Assured the brunette as she rubbed a hand over her still-flat belly. "Chase-" She was cut off as his lips connected with hers, a slow, gentle kiss pouring all thoughts she had previously held to discard as she reciprocated. She pulled back when breathing became a problem and looked up at him.

"Chase-"

"Pregnant or not, I love you Brooke Davis." Brooke felt hope crawl into her chest.

"So?-"

"So, we're keeping this child, Brooke." He grinned. "God! I'm going to be a father." She grinned as she settled into his arms.

"We're going to be parents Chase, to a little boy or girl that will depend on us 24/7!" She smirked. "I've already delt with this, are you sure you can handle a child and Brooke Davis for the rest of your life?" rasped the brunette emitting a laugh from Chase as he found solace on putting both hands on their unborn baby.

"I think I can handle it." He smiled down at her with his eyes, sighing happily as he looked deeply into her eyes. "You've made me the happiest man on earth, Brooke Davis."

"I better have." She grinned up at him. "I love you, Chase Adams."

"I love you too, Brooke Davis." He rubbed her protruding belly and smiled. "You too, little one." Mesmerized the brunette before connecting his lips with his pregnant girlfriend.

"Brooke!" Brooke shaked out of her reverie as the object of her happiness stared back at her, full of worry.

"Are you okay? I've been calling your name for the past five minutes."
"Just rethinking last night." Chirped the brunette happily. He laughed.

"Well I could've made do without the nausea ending on my pants afterwards." She smirked.

"I'm pregnant, sue me." He laughed and finished the last of the breakfast, watching as his girlfriend squealed in delight.

"Ooh! Waffles! My favorite!" Shrieked the brunette in glee, letting the aroma fill her nostrils before looking up at Chase with a smile. "Hand me the mustard would you?" He laughed as he fished into the fridge and handed her the mustard.

"Ah! The beginning of food cravings."

"Its gotta start some time." Said the twenty two year old protruding woman before looking up at the soon to be father smiling. "I love you, Chase."

"I love you too, Brooke."

"I know." Smirked the brunette. "But it's nice to be reminded." Rasped the brunette, emitting a laugh from Chase.

"Way to ruin the moment, Brooke."

"Eh- that's one of the reasons you love me." Answered the brunette slyly before giving him a quick kiss. Chase nodded as he watched the brunette in front of him intently, she had no idea how right she was and he found himself thinking that no one could make his heart soar more than Brooke Davis could and he doubted they ever would. He poured himself some coffee and laughed as Brooke eyed his cup, her mouth watering.

"Want some?" At her vast nod, he smirked. "Your pregnant, Brooke."

"Ass," she mumbled. "I'll get you back, Chase."

"Sure you will." Smirked the brunette man, watching as Brooke glared at him before digging into her breakfast once again.

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Lucas Scott let himself into Brooke Davis's store and had to smile upon how the store had been pronounced as one of the hottest stores in magazine. He was proud of Brooke, after everything that had happened to her, she had managed to produce something that she absolutely loved and make her dream come true on her own terms. He walked further into the store and watched as Brooke finally acknowledged him when the shrill chime went off.

"Well, well. If it isn't Broody?" smirked the brunette as she gave him a hug.

"What's up, Pretty girl." After everything they had been through, they had still managed to be good friends and talk once in a while. They even used the nicknames they called each other while they were dating, based solely on friendship. That ship on building a relationship between them had been long discarded yet that still didn't mean they couldn't talk. Most people in Tree Hill would call that weird or strange but then again the whole shebang was weird and owned a lot in history, so they shouldn't be one to judge.

"Actually, I was adding the last touches to the baby line I'm creating." At his look of confusion, she raised an eyebrow. "Didn't P tell you?" at his shake of the head, she laughed. "Your child is gonna be my model for the new baby line." She grinned. "What do you think?" ended the brunette as she revealed her masterpiece.

Lucas looked at it in awe. "That's astounding, Brooke."

"Duh! Everything Brooke Davis does is astounding." Bragged the brunette, Brooke Davis smirk intact and Lucas could only laugh.

"Speaking of, where is your other half?" rasped the brunette which Lucas could only chuckle at again.

"She's still on bed rest." Informed Lucas which Brooke rolled her eyes to.

"Broody, let her out would you?"

"The doctor said-"

"If the doctor told you to jump off a bridge would you do that too?"

"If he stated it, then yeah." Humored the blonde which Brooke could only roll her eyes at.

"Ha, funny. Absolutely hilarious." Said the brunette dryly. "What brings you here, anyway?"

"I thought I should check on you, we haven't talked in a while."

"Yeah, we've been busy with stuff." Mentioned the brunette. "Did I tell you I'm pregnant?" blurted out the brunette which Lucas's eyes widened to.

"Pregnant? That's great, Brooke!" yelled Lucas as he hugged the petite brunette.

"Thanks." Rasped the brunette. He smiled.

"Your gonna be a good mother, Brooke." Stated the twenty two year old man which Brooke could only smile sincerely at.

"Thanks, that means a lot coming from you."

"No problem." He checked his watch, his eyes widening. "I gotta go, I promised Ma I'd come visit her."

"No sweat." Rasped the brunette. "Bye, broody."

"Bye, Pretty girl." Ended Lucas as he hugged Brooke and walked out the store.

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"Momma!" Shrieked Kaylee as she ran unto the bed, ignoring the shrieks of protest from Nathan and Haley. Peyton smiled as she used little effort to hug her blue-eyed three year old.

"Baby girl, you know better than to run on the bed. You could've hurt the baby."

"Sowwy." Whispered the blonde before looking up at her mommy. "Where's daddy?"

"He's out visiting Grandma Karen." Spoke the blonde before looking down at Jamie.

"Hi Jamers."

"Hi Auntie Peyton." Said the four year old boy as he hugged his dad's best friend. Peyton took one look at her best friend and his wife, concern over washing her as she looked down at the two children on the bed.

"Hey kiddos, why don't you two go play with Faith while I talk to Haley and Nathan?"

"Okay."Said Jamie speaking for the both of them as he kissed Peyton's cheek before getting off the bed.

"Bye Momma!" shrieked the three year old as she skipped off the bed in an attempted hurry to catch up to her best friend.

"Be careful you two!" yelled out Haley as she watched her son and his best friend run out the door. Peyton looked up at the married couple as they approached her and lay on either side of her.

"What died on your asses?" asked the protruding woman in concern.

"So, I hear your still on bed rest-"

"You're wasting your time trying to sucker me, Haley." She looked up at her best friend. "What's going on, Nathan."

"Guess who decides to show his bastard face back to Tree Hill." Said the brunette man spitefully which Peyton widened her eyes to.

"Dan?"

"The one and only."

"Wha-"

"He's out on parole and he decided to scare Jamie by showing up at his school the other day." Answered Haley, angrily making Peyton widened her eyes in horror.

"What did he want?"

"We have no clue to what he wanted; we just know he was there. Jamie looked terrified."

"He has the nerve to even show up there after I specifically told him not to come a living distance of the Scott family ever again." Said the brunette harshly as he looked down at his best friend.

"Did you call the police?"

"It's too late, Peyton. Who knows how long he's been lurking about in Tree Hill. The only thing we can do is keep an eye on Jamie. "Answered Haley, she took a deep breath. " We think he might be after Kaylee too." At Peyton's eyes widening in fear, Nathan decided to step in.

"It makes sense, Peyton. He probably wants to get close to both grandchildren."

"Over my dead, body." Said the blonde harshly as she ran a hand on her swollen abdomen, shuddering at the thought of Dan Scott coming close to his baby girl.

"Take it easy, Peyton. You're pregnant." Rehearsed Haley as she put a comforting hand on her blonde friend.

"Yeah, Sawyer. We just didn't want this to come as a surprise to you. "He checked his watch. "We have to go; we'll see you soon, Sawyer."

"Later Hales, Nate." Said the blonde as she accepted their hugs and watched their retreating back walk out her room.

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Lucas Scott walked into his house and grinned as he caught sight of his baby girl watching what looked like her favorite cartoons.

"What you watching, princess?" said the twenty two year old, grinning as his baby girl turned around and shrieked in delight as she acknowledged his presence.

"Daddy!" shrieked the three year old in glee as she ran full speed ahead into his arms. "I've misses you."

"I missed you too, baby girl." He grinned down at her. "Did you have fun?" He watched as she nodded wildly.

"Mhmm, we pwayed lots and lots of games, daddy! " She flashed her sparkling teeth at him. "And Deb tooks us to de circus!"

"That's great, princess." He looked around. "Where's Mommy?"

"Upstairs, daddy. Woo know dat." Said the three year old as she rolled her eyes at her daddy which Lucas had to grin at.

"I'll let that one slide, princess." He cradled his little girl in his arms and dropped her on the couch. "I'll be back in 5, okay?"

"Otay!" shrieked the three year old in delight before turning her attention back to the cartoons she had been previously watching. Lucas walked up the set of stairs and opened the door to his bedroom with a smirk.

"Glad to see you didn't bail on me." Smirked the blonde as he remembered that his pregnant girlfriend had broken her rules to staying on bed-rest.

"I figured I'd make it easy on you." Retorted the blonde, half-heartedly and Lucas could only raise an eyebrow as he moved to the bed and wrapped his arms around her.

"Okay, what's wrong?"

"Dan visited Jamie at school yesterday." Blurted out the blonde protruding woman, watching as anger reeled into Luke's eyes.

"What!"

"Yeah, Nathan and Haley told me themselves, the bastard actually had the nerve to show up there."

"How did he-"

"Out on parole." At his look, she scoffed. "Yeah, I know. You'd think the police would warn us about these kind of things."

"So your telling me Dan Scott is out there doing God knows what and planning to see Jamie!" yelled the blonde, he too had never forgiven his father. He doubted he ever would, the day he had killed the man that he called more of a father than his own had been the day he decided he'd cut off all ties with the devil himself and keep him away from him and everything that belonged to him.

"It gets worse, Luke." She took a deep breath to settle her anger. "Nathan and Haley think he might be after Kaylee next and I agree with them."

"There is no way in hell my baby girl is gonna be approached by that cold-blooded murderer!" yelled Luke in anger and Peyton could only nod in agreement.

"There's nothing we can do, Luke. As Haley said, the only thing we can do is keep an insightful eye on Kaylee."

"And I left her down there by herself." Groaned the twenty two year old. He kissed her forehead. "You need sleep, Peyton. This is adding stress to the baby and we've already had enough to last a year." Said the twenty two year old Scott brother as he wrapped the blanket securely around his protruding girlfriend. " I love you."

"I love you, too Luke." Mumbled the protruding woman as she settled into her threshold of pillows and shut her eyes, hoping this much needed sleep would help disintegrate some of the anger she possessed. Lucas gave her a quick peck on the lips before closing the door and hurriedly walking down the stairs, breathing a sigh of relief at his baby girl sleeping soundly on the couch. He moved over to her and picked her up, cradling her in his arms, the urge of protecting her sticking out more than ever.

"I love you baby girl."

"I woves you too, daddy." Mumbled the blonde sleepily as she rested her head on her daddy's chest and Lucas could only kiss her forehead as she fell deeper into sleep in his arms. He'll be damned if Dan Scott tried to come into living distance of his baby girl.

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"Bye Jamie." Giggled the four year old.

"Bye Cindy." Said the four year old as he watched his friend leave with her mommy in tow. He looked around for his mommy once again, wondering why she was so late. It's been two weeks since he had told his parents about seeing Grandpa Dan. Needless to say the boy could say his parents took it to an extreme having put a careful eye over him every minute, every second of the day. He fleetingly wondered why his mommy was running late and looked up shell-shocked at the hand on his shoulder.

"Nanna Carrie!" Shrieked the four year old in delight as he wrapped his arms around his former nanny.

"Jamie!" She smiled. "God- I've missed you."

"I've missed you too, Nanna Carrie." His expression turned somber. "Momma told me not to talk to you no more."

"Oh honey- Momma was just kidding. She loves me."

"I dunno Nanna Carrie-"

"Would I ever lie to you?" she grinned as he firmly shook his head. "Momma was just kidding, infact she sent me here to come get you. We're going on a vacation."

"Really?" perked the four year old, he looked up confused. "Where's Momma and Poppa, are they coming too?"

"Yeah." She smiled wickedly. "Momma and Poppa are meeting us there, Jim-Jam?" She grinned down at him. "What do you say? Can we go now?" At his excited nod, she grinned and made a run for it with the little four year old boy, securely in her arms. In the midst, Dan Scott took off his shades and turned on the brakes, He was angry and he planned on getting his grand-son back.