When It All Goes Wrong
One Tree Hill Season 6.17 Leyton
Author's note: So we've all assumably watched 6.17 now. I don't know about you guys, but I was literally bawling through every single one of Lucas and Peyton's scenes. Chad and Hilarie were amazing and every moment they created was beyond phenomenal. The rest of the episode was good too . . . but Lucas and Peyton were definitely my favorite parts (with Naley and Brulian coming in at a close 2nd and 3rd). I wasn't really going to continue this but as I sit here at the kitchen table on my laptop after rewatching it for the billionth time and I got this idea. It's from Lucas's perspective whereas the last one was Peyton's. I didn't really agree with Lucas's "we can always have another one later" attitude but I tried my best to portray what I thought was in his mind. And what did you think of episodes 18 and 19? Enjoy!
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How could this happen in a month?
Lucas Scott held his fiancé tight as they sat on the floor together, his arm wrapped around her shoulder. Peyton cried softly, her tears falling on his shoulder. He just couldn't believe that this was real. Just a few months earlier they'd announced their engagement. They'd never been happier. They'd lived daily in a state of bliss . . . always kissing and annoying their friends with their happiness. That hadn't changed after that fateful phone call when he'd found out he was to become a father. If anything it only increased their joy.
Now there was a chance he wasn't going to become father . . .
Peyton was masking her fear through jokes and quips . . . but he could never do that. He was so afraid of losing her and having to raise this child on his own. How was he supposed to look at a child who looked, sounded, and acted exactly like her for the rest of his life when he knew that there had been a chance to keep her alive? He would love the child, sure . . . but how would the child feel growing up having a father who wished his mother was there instead of him? He couldn't do that to his son.
Lucas knew that his mother had done everything she could for him growing up . . . at the expense of her own life. It wasn't until Lucas was in high school that his mother finally started doing the things she'd always wanted to do. She went to Italy, she took business courses, and now she travelled the world with Lily and Andy. She was one of the most selfless people he had ever known . . . but he also knew people who weren't . . .
. . . Lucas didn't want to become his father. He didn't want to inflict his lost dreams on his son like Dan had done to Nathan. Lucas was afraid that if Peyton wasn't there . . . he'd lose track of who he really was and start taking it out on everyone else. He didn't want to end up old, angry, and hated by the ones he loved. He couldn't live with himself it he let himself get that far.
"It scares me, Peyton," Lucas whispered.
"It'll be okay," Her voice cracked despite her vain attempt at a smile. He knew she was just as scared as he was.
They needed to stay realistic about this. "What if it's not?"
"It will be," Peyton's voice was a little stronger. "We are going to dance at this kid's wedding. And we are going to spoil our grandkids together. I know it." Lucas pictured everything she said in his mind. Them, older, together, hands holding each others, slowly dancing, as their son stared his bride lovingly in the eyes. Them, older still, still together, hands still firmly intertwined, as a little boy and a little girl opened a mound of presents under a beautiful Christmas tree. "I'm doing this. I'm having this baby."
"No," He shook his head. She looked up at him. His hand gently rested over her stomach, between her hands, over their son. She moved her hand over his. He looked straight into her eyes and held her tighter. "We're having this baby." They stared at each other for a few seconds before Peyton buried her head in his chest. He rested his chin on top of her hand and held her closer. A smile grew on his face as he closed his eyes . . . seeing the rest of their lives. Their lives together . . .with their son.
Fate and destiny wouldn't give up on them. They had survived so many things in their lives already and they made it—through everything. They were together. They were going to survive this too—together. They were going to have a happy ending—all three of them . . .
As if he somehow knew, their son began kicking from inside her stomach and Lucas and Peyton smiled. The comet would live on . . .
~fin~
P.S. So there it is. It's not very long but I honestly don't think I could add anything else to it. The end is from the end of the episode . . . it fit so well so I decided to put it in there. How did I do portraying the way Lucas would think as an author? What did you guys think of the episode? I think I might want to continue it but I'm not sure where to go with it. Any ideas?
