My Saving Grace

Chapter 11 This Sucks

I want to bring a little life into the world with you. It is my dream and I want it to be our reality.

It had been a very long couple of months in Tree Hill. Peyton had taken over ten pregnancy tests, and they had all come out negative. She was upset, frustrated, and very moody. She and Lucas were going to go to the doctor to find out what the problem might be.

On a better note Brooke had moved to Tree Hill for good, and she was trying her best to get to know Riley and even Lucas.

Riley and Owen were doing great. They were happy with each other and were focusing on being honest and upfront with each other, and so far it was working.

Preston had started drawing again. He realized that he got his talent from Peyton, and he wasn't going to stop doing something he loved to do.

Peyton was downstairs at the kitchen table lost in her thoughts when Riley walked in. "Peyton," she didn't answer. "Peyton," she tapped the table.

"Oh hey Riley," she snapped out of it.

"Are you okay?"

"Yeah I'm fine," Peyton lied. She was nervous about the doctor's appointment.

"Are you sure? Because like you said we can always tell each other everything."

"I know. I'm fine. I promise. I just don't like doctor's appointments."

Riley knew that Peyton was hiding something. "Hopefully the doctor will be able to tell you guys something."

"Yeah I hope so." Peyton was worried that she would never get pregnant with Lucas' child.

Lucas walked downstairs. "Hey baby you ready?"

"Yeah," Peyton sighed.

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Preston was at the river court drawing the court with his mom and dad standing in the middle holding hands.

He looked up and saw a girl standing on the court dribbling a basketball. "Oh hey," she notices him sitting on the grass. "I didn't think anyone was going to be here."

"Yeah me either."

"I saw this place last night, and it looked like a nice place to hang out." She dribbled the ball towards Preston. "I'm Julie," she extended her hand for him to shake.

"Nice to meet you, I'm Preston," he shakes her hand. "Are you new in town?"

"Yeah we just moved here last night. I should probably be home helping unpack, but I saw this court, and I couldn't resist."

"You like to play?"

"Oh my goodness if I just said yes that would be the biggest understatement of the year. Basketball is my life." She smiled and turned around and shot the ball all the way from the edge. It went into the hoop.

"Wow!" He couldn't believe that she made it in from that distance. "You are good."

"I try. My step father loves basketball." She ran and got her ball. "Do you play?"

"Oh no not really," he shook his head.

"Then what do you like to do with your time?"

"Oh you know I like to kill people."

"That's cool you're a stalker. I always wanted one of those." She played along, and they both laughed. "So really what do you like to do?"

"How do you know I'm not a murderer?"

"I just have this feeling." She smiled and sat down beside him. "I'm guessing you are an artist. Can I take a look?"

He didn't really want her too. "They aren't finished yet."

"I'm sure they are good." She took his sketch pad and started flipping through it. "Whoa," she continued to flip.

"What?"

"These are fantastic. You are so talented."

"Thanks," he remembered the last time some strange girl commented on his artwork. "How old are you?"

"I'm sixteen," she thought that was a weird question. "Why do you want to know?"

"I'm just making sure you aren't old enough to be my mother."

"I'm pretty sure we're about the same age."

"Yeah we are, you're good." He smiles. "Are you hungry?"

"Kind of," She smiled.

"Do you want to go get something to eat with me?"

"I don't know. My mom always taught me not to talk to strangers."

He laughed, "Okay that's fine, but it's a free meal."

He stood up and started to walk off.

"Okay wait for me…" She ran behind him. "I like free stuff a lot."

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Riley stopped by Brooke's. "What are you doing here?"

"Thanks for the friendly welcome," Riley said sarcastically.

"Sorry, today is my day off, and I just wanted to be alone." Brooke told her.

"Oh well I'll just go." Riley was getting a vibe from Brooke.

"No, no, no," Brooke pulled her into the house. "Please stay."

They walked into Brooke's living room. It was a complete mess. "Wow what have you been doing in here?"

"Working," Brooke sighed. "It's all I ever do anymore. I've been so busy since I moved to Tree Hill."

"I'm sorry. Maybe you should move back to New York." She joked.

"Not a chance," Brooke told her. "I want to be here for Peyton especially when she gets pregnant."

"If she gets pregnant," Riley remarked.

"She is going to get pregnant Riley. Peyton usually gets what she wants in the end. She just has to fight for it for a while."

"She's taken over ten pregnancy tests, and they have all come back negative. I'm scared that she's never gonna get pregnant. She's worried too."

"Is she? How do you know?"

"I could tell this morning. She was really stressed out about the doctor's appointment."

"Hopefully they will get good news." Brooke took a deep breath. She hoped that she was right.

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Lucas and Peyton waited patiently in the doctor's office. Peyton was twiddling her thumbs. She was nervous to hear the results of the tests. She didn't know what the results would show, and it really scared her. Lucas was trying to be supportive, but he was afraid that something might be wrong.

The doctor walked in holding the results. Peyton didn't like the way he looked. He was a tall man with a rough gray beard. He looked more like a mountain man instead of a professional doctor. He was definitely not Peyton's first choice, but Haley had recommended him. He had been her doctor through out all of her pregnancies, and he had done an amazing job.

"Mr. and Mrs. Scott," he shook Lucas' hand. "I'm Dr. William Wayne."

"What did the results say?"

"You are definitely not pregnant." He told her.

Smart ass was the first thing that came to Peyton's mind. "I already knew that. I've taken several tests already."

"Well sometimes home pregnancy tests aren't exactly accurate."

"Yeah I know, but I took ten tests that were negative." She was getting upset. Lucas squeezed her hand trying to calm her nerves. He knew that she was becoming anxious about the results.

"Could you please just tell us whether or not Peyton and I will ever get pregnant?"

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Riley was sitting on Brooke's couch. Brooke came in with ice cream. "This is the best lunch ever."

"I totally agree." Riley smiled. "If you need me to I can leave."

"No, I like having the company." Brooke smiled. She and Riley were a lot a like.

"So you really dated my dad?"

Brooke laughed at the thought. "We didn't date Riley. If you know what I mean."

"Oh," she sighed. "You just don't seem like a one night stand kind of girl."

"I've had my moments. I guess we all do." She wasn't proud of some of the things that she had done, but she had learned from her mistakes, and she was becoming a better person.

"Yeah," Riley agreed.

"Have you had any moments?" Brooke felt almost like a mother when she asked her that question.

"I guess I've come close, but my mom always said that when I finally decide to have sex it should be with someone I love. It shouldn't be a one night stand. She waited until marriage."

"Good for her, and good for you. I wish my mom would have told me to wait. Sometimes I wonder if I will ever find someone that I love."

"You will. Everyone has someone that they are meant to be with. Sometimes it just takes some people longer than others."

Brooke smiled. "I never imagined that your father would have such a sweet daughter."

"My dad's not the same guy that you knew."

"No he certainly isn't." Brooke was surprised at the man that Lucas had become. He was proving to be a good husband to Peyton, and a great father to Preston and Riley. "I have always wanted Peyton to be happy, and for the first time in her life she is truly happy with your father."

"When I was little I always wanted my mom and dad to get back together, but now I see that it was never meant to be for them. My dad was meant to be with Peyton. I just wish my mom was still alive so she could see the man that he has become, but then again I guess things happen for reason. God has a plan for all of us, and this was his plan for my mom, for me, and for my dad."

"Peyton and Preston got really lucky when they met you guys." Brooke smiled. "I did too."

Riley really liked Brooke. She could really open up and talk to her.

"What do you say we go shopping?"

"I thought you were resting today."

"Resting is so overrated." Brooke laughed. "Now get your little behind up so we can shop our tails off."

"Whoo hoo," Riley squealed.

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Preston and Julie had finished eating and were walking down the streets of Tree Hill.

"So this is it? This is Tree Hill." She laughed.

"Yeah pretty much," he threw up his hands. "Are you disappointed?"

"No it definitely has some potential." She smiled at him.

"Good, I'm glad you think that. I think it does too." He smiled back at her trying to be flirty. "Where are you from?"

"Florida, Georgia, California, and we spent a little time in Hawaii," she tried to remember all the places they lived.

"Are you an army brat?"

"No just a regular brat," she laughed. "My step dad doesn't like to stay in one place for very long. Sometimes he isn't a very likeable guy, but my mom seems to love him. And he has history in this town."

"Really? What kind of history?" He was curious about her life.

"He used to live here a long time ago, and he said it was time to come home and make amends with the town he left. I don't sometimes he can be truly weird."

"Tree Hill really isn't a bad place to grow up. I like it so far. Just make sure you don't do anything stupid because everyone will know about it before you even do."

"I'll take that into consideration, but to be honest with you I've always been a pretty good kid. I don't think you have to worry about me."

"I've had a really good time with you today. We should do it again." Preston was hoping she would say yes.

Julie smiled, "I was thinking the same thing." She held out her hand, "Let me see your phone."

He did as she requested. She typed in her number. "There you go. Now all you have to do is call me and hope that I answer."

"You better answer."

"I'll think about it."

They continued to flirt with each other. They both thought it was the beginning of a beautiful friendship and maybe more.

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Peyton and Lucas walked into their home. Peyton had tears in her eyes and looked completely devastated. They hadn't spoken the whole way home. Peyton was too upset, and Lucas could read her like a book. He knew it was best to leave her alone and let her think.

"I could make us something to eat. Are you hungry?" He just wanted to take care of her and keep her safe for the rest of their lives.

"I'm not hungry. I'm gonna go upstairs."

Peyton didn't hesitate to walk up the stairs alone. Lucas watched her go. He was worried about her. The doctor had told them that there was only a twenty percent chance that Peyton would ever be able to get pregnant.

The abuse that she took from Jason had caused some major complications, and it wasn't exactly going to be easy for them to get pregnant.

Peyton found herself looking at pictures of her precious angels. She missed them everyday. She knew that they were in heaven watching over her and Preston. She just wished that they were where she watch over them like a mother was supposed to do.

She wanted to have a baby with Lucas because that's what you do when you are truly in love. She wanted to bring a life into the world with the man that she would always love, and now because of the monster she was with before her dreams of having a house full of children was most likely crushed.

Lucas walked into the room. He noticed the albums lying on the bed. "Peyton I am so sorry."

She looked up at him and shook her head, "You shouldn't be apologizing to me. You're not the one that let man beat on her for years. I never thought that what he did to me would cause complications. Lucas I may never get pregnant."

"We can keep trying. You heard the doctor."

"Yeah I heard him when he said that my chances of every conceiving are very low." She stood up from the bed. "I think I'm going to take the fertility drugs."

"No, he said those might not even help. We've only been trying for a month. Couples try for years to get pregnant."

"I don't want to wait years Lucas. I want a baby with you now."

"I'm willing to wait Peyton. If we are meant to have a baby together then we will, but if not we have each other, and we have Preston and we have Riley. The three of you are enough for me."

"It isn't enough for me. I want to have a baby with you. I think I have wanted that from the moment that I said I love you."

Peyton buried her head into his chest. "This really sucks. That bastard took away my daughters and now he's possibly taken away my chances of having children with you. I'll never be rid of that son of bitch."

"We will have a baby. We just have to give it time. We aren't going to let some doctor lay odds on us. Look at all you've been through, and you're still here. You're one lucky woman Peyton Scott, and we're going to keep trying until you are barefoot and pregnant as many times as you want to be."

Peyton didn't say anything. She just wished that things could be easier for them at least for once in their lives.

First of all I am so sorry for the lack of updates. I find myself getting so busy, and sometimes I lose concentration. So please bare with me. The updates should be faster for the rest of the week. My next week isn't too busy, and I'm working this weekend so I have a lot of time to write.

Second thanks so much for the reviews. I want to say that Brooke is not there to cause trouble. She and Peyton are best friends, and in this story best friends don't mess with each others guys. And I know that some of you were hoping she would be pregnant soon, but I have to add a little drama.

Third things are about to get really interesting. At least I think so.

And last but not least what did you think of the Julie character. I would love to know your opinions!

Let me know what you thought and thanks for your patience with me. I promise to get better.