Dreams: Dreams are our subconcious' ways of telling us what our hearts really want. AU Season 5, with some spoilers.

Disclaimer: I do not own One Tree Hill or any of its characters or actors. This story is purely for fun.

A/N: This story was me trying to write in the first-person. It was an experiment on writing styles, and I kinda liked the way it turned out, so I'm posting it. I hope you enjoy it. I'm thinking about whether I should leave it as a two-shot, or a four-shot. Let me know? Also, if you are not fond of Brucas, please do not leave comments about that. It's not that I don't like Leyton, or don't accept them, it's just that Brooke is my favourite character, and I like Brucas more. And I like Jeyton more. So, no hard feelings yeah?

Lucas dreamt every night.

He's been dreaming since Peyton turned him down three years ago.

That time, he thought he was seeing what he had lost with her.

Now, he's not so sure.

The dreams had stopped after his book was to be published.

They were unclear at first.

He got glimpses, images of a family.

His family.

As the nights went on, the images began to come into focus.

The dreams have come back.

They make more sense now.

They started again after Lindsey left him at the altar.

He sees a pattern.

They're clearer now than ever.

He sees a home, with a white picket fence.

He's writing a new novel.

He hears the pitter-patter of children's feet.

He hears a child calling 'Daddy!'

He kisses his wife in front of the children when she gets back from work, amused by their kids' groans.

She laughs, and it's music to his ears.

His heart swells.

Here is where all his dreams come true, with her.

A little boy, his little boy tugs his pants, demanding to be picked up.

His blue eyes reflect Lucas' own.

His little girl announces she's going to be an actress as she wraps a feather boa around her neck.

Her gap-toothed smile makes his heart melt.

Her smile is exactly like her mother's.

Right down to her dimples.

This here, this is everything.

Haley told him to listen to his heart.

This is what his heart wants.

Summers at the beach house, winters in France.

A loving wife, who is smart, sexy and successful.

A home, with his family.

Two boys and a girl.

Everything is perfect because they have each other.

Lucas hates waking up in the morning now.

This isn't what he wakes up to.

This isn't his reality.

Not yet.

But he's resolved now.

No more swinging back and forth.

He knows what he wants, what his heart is telling him.

He made the shot for her.

The girl standing next to him when all his dreams come true.

It's Brooke.

Again, please do not leave any anti-Brucas comments. Critiques are more than welcome. I want to improve my writing. Let me know what you think!

- Anhdara13