Date: 11-18-2008

Situation: Hospital-Ultrasound Test

Brooke (crying as she listens to the baby's heartbeat): I have another human being growing inside of me, it's amazing. Hearing my baby's heartbeat is music to my ears.

Obgyn: The baby's heartbeat sounds good and the placenta is still intact

Brooke (still crying): My beautiful little angel is surely a fighter. All of my prenatal visits have made me to fall even deeper in love with my baby girl.

Peyton (choked up): Please stop crying. You are making me want to cry.

Brooke (sniffling): I am sorry

Obgyn: Brooke, you must take it easy in your condition. The baby's survival depends a lot on your survival.

Brooke (looking at the screen): Is it reality or just my imagination that my baby is making funny faces at me?

Peyton (to Brooke): True is your secret admirer

Brooke: God forbid she becomes my old high school self

Peyton: True has her own destiny

Obgyn: December is almost here and I bet you are excited about giving birth. You might have yourself a Christmas baby.

Brooke (becoming nauseous at the thought of the birth): Somewhat

Obgyn: Where is the baby's father?

Brooke (thinking about her rapist): He is out of the picture, it's complicated

Peyton: Don't worry, Brooke. You will survive.

Brooke: I thank God for friends like you. I love you, Peyton Sawyer.

Peyton: The feeling is mutual

Place: Brooke's house-after the ultrasound test

Event: Brooke's baby shower

Brooke (walking through the front door): I don't want to have a baby shower

Peyton (following behind Brooke): That's too bad

Millicent and Haley (shouting): Surprise!

Brooke (startled, she yells): OH MY GOD

Peyton: We are at your baby shower, Brooke

Brooke (choked up): I thought I told you that I didn't want to have a baby shower

Peyton (laughing): I am sorry

Brooke (crying): I didn't want one, but I thank you for giving me a baby shower

Peyton: You are welcome

Brooke (touching her stomach hoping to feel the baby kick): I am getting as big as my house

Peyton (laughing): But still you are beautiful

Brooke (looking around for Victoria): I don't see my mother anywhere. I wonder why she didn't show up for the baby shower.

Peyton (choked up): You know how Victoria is

Brooke (choked up): She could've at least given me a gift

Haley (giving Brooke a gift): Brooke, this gift is from your mother

Brooke (opening up the gift): Thank God, Victoria did think about me for once

Millicent (curious): Brooke, what did Victoria give you?

Brooke (holding up a snow globe): Victoria gave me a snow globe