A/N: So this is where the long road ends! I just want to thank ALL of you for reading, reviewing, favoring, and alerting this story and actually liking the ending :D I wasn't too sure how the 'dream' was going to pan out with y'all but I'm sure glad you enjoyed it! It was my baby the first story I ever posted and all of you have just shown me love :D It's been a nice run and I'm glad I got to experience with you awesome people! And for those couple of lingering questions here they are:

RJMoonspell4-basicaly the last 24 chapters were just some crazy notion of a dream that I came up with and that Lucas Scott experienced.

Lalez-If I would have written more I'm sure I wouldn't let Preston burry his feelings that fast; doing a complete 180 sure wouldn't be in my books ;). He would come to understand that his father did stick up for his family and he would learn how to forgive in the long run, but he would have gone more deeper into that "kiss" that his parents shared ;) so there might have been more drama there lol. I love drama! (Just not in real life lol)

The Last Chapter:

(Continues right after the pervious chapter)

They had the hotel room till noon, but they didn't order room service or bother to turn on the TV, they just lied next to each other bodies entangled and arms knotted around one another. Silence was all they needed; the only sound to be heard was that of tranquil breathing.

"What's on your mind, Luke?"

Peyton asked breaking the stillness that had been engulfing them for the past hour and a half. He's kept his arms wrapped tight around her, her form pressed next to his the curves of her body fitting perfectly like a puzzle piece with his while he drew invisible circles on her arm his eyes never leaving any part of her.

"You, us, dreams coming true, and Putnam and Pratt." He throws the last part in even though the company hasn't really been on his mind since he woke up from the illusion that felt like a lifetime. She raises her head from his chest her curls cascading down the sides of her face and before she can ask who exactly they are he continues on nonchalantly. "They want to publish my book."

"Luke that's amazing!"

Peyton quickly sits up readjusting the sheet around her frame as the smile reaches her eyes; which happens to be the smile he loves.

"You want to know what is truly amazing." He doesn't wait for her to answer leading a trail of kisses up to her neck nibbling on the exposed flesh as she giggles out his name. "One of my dreams came true and your right here next to me."

She bends down capturing his lips with hers glad to know that he still wants her by his side.

"Well, well, Mr. Soon to be on New York's best-selling authors list how about we go for round two?"

He quickly pins Peyton underneath him his blue irises roaming her body before they reach her orbs as they both reconnect the final missing piece is placed in its proper spot their expressions of pure happiness and adoration is currently making history books and statistics turn over in their graves. Yes, they would be more than just high school sweethearts.

***

He flies across the country the next Monday to meet with the junior executive fresh out of college.

"Lucas Scott."

They had agreed to meet at one of New York's best restaurants taking a seat with her father, who happens to own the company, while they go over his book, the name of it, and Dan Scott. Lindsay promises as his editor she would do whatever it takes to make sure his novel is published just the way he wants it to be.

"I want to thank you for the opportunity."

Lucas replies, not adding that he's glad that she has changed his life because right at this moment its picture perfect now and he wouldn't change it for the world, after the man has left and it's only just the two of them enjoying a bottle of wine in celebrations.

"That was all you, Lucas. But can I ask you something?" He nods taking a sip from the glass. "The Luke and Peyton in the book…"

As soon as the white wine is swallowed Lucas plasters on the biggest smile he can manage.

"Couldn't be happier."

Lindsay smiles genuinely and almost excitedly.

"Good. I was rooting for them!"

***

It's been four months since Peyton's last seen Lucas and the time apart has always been excruciating, but this time it's different. They keep in contact more; there's nightly phone calls, hourly text messages, and every morning there's an email from Lucas whether they be poems that the man has written or a song attachment that made him think of her. It was different indeed. She has told him everything that's been going on with her except for the tiny exception that her stomach has began to grow. She wasn't getting fat even though a part of her wished that was the reason for the slightly expanded tummy. You know she was always the person who made fun of the stupid teenager who didn't use protection and ended up getting knocked up because of it and now karma was coming back to bite her in the ass.

She's made her way up from the mail room last week and was now the assistant to the assistant. Seriously how many assistants could there be and would she be getting one anytime soon? After placing some musical references on her boss' desk she made her way out closing the door behind her.

"Well, well, well. We meet again, Goldie Locks. Didn't know you'd be here in Los Angeles."

"Chris Keller." She spat his name out as if she had something disgusting in her mouth trying to rid the taste of it. "What are you doing here because you have to know that this record company doesn't go for washed up artists, right?"

He skimmed her over remember that this was the girl who had slapped him at one time; her feistiness still perfectly intact.

"I can ask you the same thing." He didn't bother letting her last statement get to him while he noticed the small bulge that took the place of her flat torso. "Shouldn't you be in Tree Hill getting ready to raise your baby?"

The second the word baby left his lips she instantly placed her hands on top of their home as if the action would protect the growing life inside of her from the man who wasn't Tree Hill's favorite person let alone hers. So now the only people who knew about her pregnancy were her doctor, coworkers, and now Chris freaking Keller. God, she really hated laundry day!

"Let me take a quick guess on who the baby daddy is." He pretended to think his facial expression giving that of those who would have the yellow light bulb on top of their head begin to glow. "Lucas Scott."

She was glad when her boss had buzzed telling her to send in Mr. Keller. She didn't have to answer the question even though she was proud that she lucked out on having Lucas as her 'baby daddy' she just didn't want to tell another person before she actually got to tell the daddy about his impending fatherhood.

"Just got my fourth demo green lighted now I'm going to celebrate. Lunch is on me. What do you say, Blondie?"

She would have rather gone out to eat with Britney Spears and let the paparazzi take pictures of the two of them letting the world know that she was with child then go have lunch with the ego centric musician, but her stomach began to grumble and she was in no place to turn down a free meal. Too bad at the time she didn't know that this was the beginning of a friendship. Maybe she would have rethought her actions if she knew.

They ended up at one of the Delis across the street; Peyton never confirmed his hypothesis but that was okay because Chris already knew. He had shockingly given her some decent advice.

"The longer you wait to tell Lucas the more you're going to regret it."

"He's just really busy getting his novel published." She had actually confided in Chris her fears. "I don't want to take him away from something that he loves."

"Okay, if you repeat what I'm about to say next to anyone I will deny it all and insist they put you in an asylum." He's tone was serious and yet she knew he was joking. "What Lucas loves is you. If what I heard is correct and this book is about the two of you, the tortured versions of Romeo and Juliet minus the killing oneself, than you have nothing to fret about. Plus if you're so worried about taking him away from New York and it's ritzy companies then just tell him he better stay and make some money to support the college fund for that bun in your oven."

Taking Chris on his advice was never a thing Peyton thought she would be doing, but here she was just straight off of work, in her apartment, speed dialing number two letting the rings soak in. Well the ring because she was sure after he had seen her name he quickly picked up.

"Peyt." He was more than glad to hear her voice, but also a bit concerned seeing as though their ritual calls weren't due for another couple of hours.

"Hey Luke." She breathed out uneasily only causing more harm to the man's heart that pumped a little faster. "I have something to tell you."

Lucas wasn't sure what to make of the pause that followed right after.

"What is it?"

"I still want us to happen; you know that right?" He assured her that he in fact did know. "But we're both still so young and we're not even married and I don't think I can be just yet, but now that this has happened I don't want to get hitched just because you might feel obligated to. And I'm really scared because I wouldn't even think of abortion and adoption is just out of the question and what if I can't handle it?"

In all the hastiness of the sentence it came out as a mess of jumbled words meshed together and while Lucas tried to decode what she had just said picking up certain words and discarding others there was silence again.

"Lucas?" She's only said his name in full when she was either excited or afraid of the next outcome.

"Are you preg…" He couldn't even get the word to come out of his mouth.

"Yeah." She whispered.

"Why didn't you tell me?"

"I was scared." She had heard him ask why. "I really don't know. Everything that we've ever wanted isn't happening the way I thought it would. There's this list that I have on all the things that I want to do before I turned twenty-five and being a mom wasn't one of them. What if I'm not any good at it?"

"You're going to be great! We're going to be great because we'll still have each other." He thought about the vivid dream he had months back and wondering if maybe it wasn't a dream but a preminition of what is to come. Of course he didn't tell Peyton that. "So maybe our lists didn't exactly go in numerical order, but that's okay. We just get a head start on it all."

She told him how relieved she was to hear him say that and he began to ask questions to things that they both should have experienced together. Faxing over one sonogram they stayed talking on the phone as Peyton explained where the feet, hands, and head was at.

"I'm getting on the next flight out to Los Angeles."

He had wanted to be there for her for his child because when he said getting his novel published was the day his dream came true was nothing but a lie. At this very second this moment just trumped over everything that he thought was the best day of his life.

"Luke-"It sounded like a small complaint. "You can't. Not now" He had wanted to ask why he couldn't and she knew that. "Because what you're doing now is going to help with our children's college funds."

Did she just say children? The sound of the fax machine began to buzz indicating that it was done printing out a paper and as Lucas looked at a second sonogram his eyes found that of Peyton's writing. Baby Scott numero two.

"Even that Scott sperm are in competition with each other." Peyton laughed.

Over the next couple of hours they had talked about not even planning for one infant and now they had two to expect. They both had fears that the other would quickly ease away from them with words of encouragement and a promise that Lucas would be there next month for Peyton's doctor's appointment where they would find out the sex of their babies.

***

He had arrived early that morning in California finding the man he had hoped to never see again holding a cardboard cutout with his name sprawled across it with black bolded letters.

"What are you doing here?"

"You do remember me!" Throwing the large bag in Chris' direction he ignored the groan coming from him. "Peyton sent me to pick you up. She's feeling kind of nauseated. She blames the morning sickness, but I think it might just be the fact that you're coming because I felt the same sickness almost puking myself." Chris informs him the cheeky smile growing every minute.

They hadn't said a word to each other the entire time they drove to the apartment that happened to be far from the airport Lucas trying not to strangle the man for his past doings. Ending up in front of Peyton's door Chris had brought his index finger to his lips showing Lucas that he needed to be quiet as he took out his keys and found the proper one putting it into the door knob and turning it lightly trying to make little noise as possible.

"Blondie had a rough night last night." Chris whispered opening the door. "Those kids of yours kept her up all night with their constant moving and kicking. She was up every hour making a run for the bathroom."

In the quaint apartment Lucas noticed the mess of blankets on the couch that had been apparently Chris' bed the musician plopping himself down quickly falling asleep. He had just done a favor for his friend; one that she hadn't asked him to do and now he was exhausted.

He found himself standing at the entrance to her room the small amount of light illuminated her. Taking off his shoes he made his way to the bed slipping underneath the comforter and wrapping his arms around her as she unknowingly snuggled next to him seemingly relaxed.

Peyton and Lucas slept for a good amount of time the knock on the door waking them from their peaceful slumber.

"Wakey. Wakey."

"Keller?" Chris' voice could be heard through the thick wood. Remembering that Chris had somehow manifested his way into Peyton's life Lucas wanted to know how exactly had that happened. "Really?"

"I know. I couldn't believe it myself. But, Luke, he's not the same guy in the tour bus that stole Haley away or that saved us from a cold night on a lonely road. He's grown up a lot. Second chances right?"

Chris Keller would be a part of his dream and it looked like his life. Who knew? Speaking of the devil he knocked on the door again not hearing any hustle and bustling from the occupants.

"Romeo and Juliet you've got your doctor's appointment in an hour so get up and get out."

"Yeah, second chances."

The day seemed to go by faster than any other day. Getting to look at the fax paper that held the first pictures of his future children was nothing compared to that of seeing their unborn babies in the three dimensional monitor. One of each is what Peyton and Lucas were going to have.

"Okay I can understand Brooke, but Chris?"

"Hey you picked Haley and Nathan and I haven't complained."

So picking out who would be the godparents to their children wasn't as easy as they thought it would be.

"Yes, but Haley and Nathan are stable and-"

"And so is Chris." Peyton huffed. "He actually did the late night errands for me bringing me ice cream and pickles."

"Fine." Lucas reluctantly agreed. "Chris can be nominated."

"Good because I kind of already promised he could be godfather to our son and I might have made a similar promise to Brooke about being the godmother to our daughter."

She had told Lucas knowing that he wouldn't make her take back any pledges. So they had agreed on godparents now all that was left was names.

"What do you think about the name Preston?"

Peyton asked as they strolled down the beach in the late afternoon.

"Preston Luke Scott." Lucas confirmed. His hand intertwined with that of his loves each holding onto one of the pictures of the lives growing inside of Peyton. "I like it. How about Leighton for our girl?"

"This is going to sound cheesy, but I was thinking the same thing. Leighton Penelope Scott. It's perfect."

Smiling has always been contagious especially when Peyton does it as Lucas found himself matching the same form of happiness as his significant other. The rest of the time spent was looking at the photographs and the features that were starting to stand out more prominent of the boy and girl and you could tell who was going to take after who.

"Elle has your lips." Peyton had begun to name off the traits that their children were going to inherit from their father. "And she has the same shape of eyes as you do.

"Pres has your lips." Lucas too noticed the traits that were going to be hereditary from their mother. "And they both have your nose."

"He's probably going to have your goofy squint and irresistible smirk."

"She'll have your chickenily legs and tousles of blonde curls."

They went on naming everything that their children will have and what they'll end up doing as they watch them grow the darkness growing but the stars lighting up the sky as they finally gave one of the last thoughts.

"They'll be great."

***

Months had gone by and as summer began to turn into fall Lucas settled into his rightful place; with Peyton. A book tour was schedule later than anyone had wanted Lucas insisting that if the company wanted the tour than they would just have to wait until his children had been born and after he got to spend some time with them. He quickly added that the bus better be equipped and baby friendly.

The due date was getting closer and closer and Peyton was becoming agitated with her state of being. She wasn't a normal pregnant woman who just had one baby to give birth to; she had two. And she hadn't been able to see her feet for months and Chris never let her forget it whenever she put on shoes that didn't match. All she knew what that she wanted these kids out of her and she wanted them out now. Too bad no one told her to be careful what she wished for.

Hours later she had gone into labor squeezing the blood out of Lucas' hand cursing him for putting her in this much pain.

"It's a boy." The doctor held up the screaming infant who wasn't accustomed to the coldness outside of the womb. After informing Peyton that she needed to breath and to push out came the second Scott into the world. "A girl!"

Peyton got a quick glance at her daughter before she was rushed away to get cleaned up. She was exhausted and she was pretty sure she looked the part but she wanted nothing more than to just hold the little lives that love had created. Peyton held onto her first born while Lucas clutched onto their daughter murmuring that the pain was totally worth it.

"I want to go back home." Peyton looked away from the infant in her arms and gazed up towards Lucas. "I want to raise Preston and Leighton in Tree Hill. And I do remember someone telling me that I was doing much more there then I was here."

The twins might have been born in Los Angeles, but their home would be in that of their parent's hometown.

***

It had been a quiet night in their home, Karen giving her house to them as a gift as she sailed around the world with Andy and Lily, the twins had just been put to sleep knowing that it'll be a good couple of hours before either of them wakes he took his chance. It had been 365 days since he first asked and now he was planning to do it again even though there wasn't a romantic dinner that was had or a fire burning in the fireplace it was just him and her and they both looked like they hadn't slept in months; which they hadn't.

"Peyton-" He found her in the kitchen washing the empty bottles and when she turned she found him on one knee the same black velvet box lay on his open palm and the baby cloth still on his shoulder from when he had been trying to get their son to burp. "Will you marry me?"

There was no long declaration of love, the two babies in the other room were the symbol of that. She bent down next to him the washed bottle still in her hand as she nodded.

"Yes."

It was all either of them ever needed. No romantic gesture could be better than this right here. The two of them dressed in yesterday's pajamas as he slipped the ring onto her finger. The love of his life just became his fiancée and would soon become his wife. The love of her life just became her fiancée and would soon become her husband. They already got the mother slash father of my children written in stone.

***

The date was set and the spring wedding was in full motion. Brooke was the maid of honor who also insisted on making the bride a one of a kind gown, Nathan was the best man, Jamie at two years of age was named as the ring bearer but the slight exception was that he didn't actually hold the golden wedding bands, Lily the flower girl, Haley a bridesmaid, and even Chris was a groomsmen. A shock to everyone, but Peyton of course.

Lucas stood at the altar while Nathan and Chris stood next to him as they watched Jamie and Lily make their way towards the podium as they skipped down the red carpet, Haley followed behind rolling in an old vintage stroller that was made circa 1955 the white career held a blue trimming that carried her and Chris' godson, Brooke was next wheeling in a replica of the old fashioned stroller only this one carried her and Nathan's goddaughter the pink embroidery opposite of that of her brothers.

As the usual wedding anthem of "Here comes the bride" played with a mix of pianos and guitars Peyton appeared dressed in a white, floor lengthen, corset dress holding a bouquet of Casablanca lilies. Lucas' eyes never leaving hers as she made her way to stand next to him.

The minister went on to preach about love and how finding it is so rare that when you do you know that the road that you will lead will bring you here to this very moment. To make a commitment that one is fully ready to give. The time came for vows to be exchanged, the man to kiss his bride, and finally the presentation of:

"Mr. and Mrs. Lucas Eugene Scott."

The crowd cheered and some hollered making their way down the aisle each with a baby safely tucked in their arms the strollers left behind. Off to the reception was their next destination.

"Lucas. Peyton." Chris had called out once he stopped the new married couple. "This is my friend Julian and he has a proposition for you-"

Brooke who stood next to her best friend had whispered into her ear 'Brokeback Mountain much?' Causing Peyton to laugh and roll her eyes knowing full well that her friend was wanting more of a Brooke-back Mountain moment instead.

"Firstly, let me just say congratulations!" Julian shook the hands of both the groom and bride. "I don't want to take any second away from you and Peyton, but I've read your book Lucas and what would you say if I was to offer making your novel into a movie? You don't have to answer now enjoy your wedding, but think about it. You could show the world in theatrical format what love really is."

"I will." Lucas nodded.

"It's really a generous offer, Julian." Peyton smiled. "Thank you."

"No, no thank you."

"Hey, Julian have you met our good friend Brooke Davis?"

Lucas introduced the two wrapping his arms around Peyton as he led her away and towards where their sleeping twins lay peacefully.

"Who knew, match making was your secret hobby." Peyton laughed grabbing Lucas by his tie and reeling him in until their lips connected. "How'd I get so lucky?"

"I'm the one who's lucky. I have the most beautiful wife in the world and the two greatest kids."

Upon saying those words the sound of babies cooing could be heard. Peering into the playpen the once sleeping twins were now wide awake smiling up at their parents. Peyton reached in and carefully took Leighton into her arms while Lucas did the same with Preston.

"I think they agree with me."

"I agree with you too, Mr. Scott." She pecked his mouth lightly.

"Hm. I'm glad, Mrs. Scott." He bent down capturing her lips for the second time turning the peck into a passionate kiss. "True Love Always."

This was the beginning of family outings, vacations, basketball practices, ballet recitals, new music, old music, businesses, books, first days of school, missing teeth, first steps, coaching, basketball championships, soccer games, and most importantly love. The road has just been mapped out and all that was left was to go along for the ride.

-Fin-

So there you have the super long Eulogy :D Hope y'all enjoyed it! I was going to post it sooner, but it just had to be perfect! I like to think that it is. So Chris still managed to wiggle his way into the Scotts life, Lindsay was nothing more than a mere book editor and there was no Elliot (even though I totally had a part for him in here and in turn I was gonna get Maury Povich on your butts cause he wouldn't have been Luke's kid lol. But it just didn't fit in here), Julian never dies because he doesn't come back early from his trip to visit Peyton and the kids but he does hook up with Brooke and if I would have written more of this then JB would have lived happily ever after just like LP.

Um if you want more I'm thinking of writing short stories of LP/P/L when I have time. It won't be a corresponding story, but chapters filled with one shots of their lives as the twins grow up and having their parents around.

So again thanks for all the support! I know the stories done, but you can support this story one last time with a review ;) Thanks again! It's been fun!