Brooke waited by the door for what seemed like forever until Dan opened the door. Brooke was still a little at shock that Dan Scott, murder was standing in front of her.

Dan smiled slightly at Brooke, "Maybe he'll listen to you better than he'll listen to me." He opened the door wider and gestured towards where Lucas sat, his eyes staring blankly at the wall in front of him.

Brooke smiled sarcastically at Dan, "I'm sure he will." She walked over to Lucas and hit him in the head with her flip flop, "Back to reality asshole."

Lucas yelled out in pain and looked at Brooke angrily, "Really Brooke? Fucking REALLY?"

Brooke straddled his legs and bent down so that she was in his face, "Yes REALLY. Now what in the hell did you say to my best friend to make her leave last night?"

"I don't know Brooke." Lucas replied shaking his head. His memory of last night was still a little hazy.

Brooke slapped him and righted his head, "Let's play a game. Okay?" She hissed, "If you don't tell me what the fuck you said to Peyton I'm going to castrate your stupid, unworthy, dumb ass. Got it?"

She was tired of playing games. She was tired of people hurting Peyton like this. She didn't deserve it in the least. Peyton was good people, one of the best in Brooke's opinion. She wasn't going to let this slide.

Once Brooke was gone, Peyton sat up completely in her bed, she sighed heavily thinking about what happened that night before. She was lost. How could someone who wrote an entire book about her act this way? Someone who swore to love forever. It wasn't her fault Lindsay left, it was Lucas'. If he had just admitted who was still in his heart, he wouldn't be in this situation. Her sadness soon turned into anger. She was not about to sit in her room and feel sorry for herself. If Lucas didn't want to be in this baby's life fine, he could be just Dan Scott for all she cared. She was done!

Peyton got out of bed quickly showered and got dressed. She walked out of her room, grabbed a cup of coffee, and then her art supplies. She took all of that out onto the back porch and began to draw. This was how Peyton Sawyer took out anger.

Peyton quickly finished her drawing after what seemed like hours, it was of her and Lucas. She was standing in front of him, with the ultra sound picture in her hand, handing it to him. He was holding a beer in one hand and reaching for the picture with his other. The caption at the top read 'I wish I could make you disappear'. A single tear drop fell onto the drawing as she signed and dated it. She sat back in the chair and sighed heavily.

Peyton soon picked up her stuff and walked into the house. She put away her art supplies and left the photo out on the kitchen counter. She pulled out her phone and started a text to Brooke

'Brooke,

Going to the studio. I can't just sit here alone. It's driving me nuts.

I'm not going to sit here and let him win. If he doesn't want this baby fine, but I AM keeping her/him.

Call me later.

Iloveyou '

And with that Peyton grabbed her keys and walked out the door.

Brooke heard her cell phone play Peyton's text ringtone. She slapped Lucas again, "You're hella lucky that she's texting me right now or I'd be beating your ass so hard it isn't even funny." She looked at her text and then looked at Lucas venomously. "You're a bastard. You know that" Brooke gave him one more punch, this time in his eye. "Stay away from us. If you're not going to fix it then just stay away." And with that she headed to the studio.

Brooke soon arrived at the studio to find Peyton sitting at her desk with hate in her eyes. "Hey Sawyer"

Peyton looked up from her work. "Hiya Davis. Where have you been?"

"Luke's." She said with a laugh.

"What did you do?" She asked with a sigh.

"Oh nothing." She replied sitting down in the chair across from the blonde. "Just knocked some sense into him"

"You know I don't even care." Peyton sighed again and continued to type on her computer, she was trying to finish Mia's tour dates, but it just wasn't happening today.

"Come on , let's go home."

Peyton nodded as she closed her computer. She locked up the studio and walked towards their vehicles. When she pulled into the driveway, she was a little shocked to see Lucas standing on her front porch with his hoodie over his face. She got out of her car and looked at Brooke.

"What?" She asked with a grin on her face. "I'll be inside." Brooke replied, walking past Lucas and into her house.

Peyton sighed and stopped about two feet in front of him. "What the hell do you want?"

Lucas could tell she was pissed off, but who wouldn't be with the way he acted last night and the past couple of months. Lucas pulled his hoddie off his head, revealing the small bruises the brunette left about an hour ago. "I'm here to talk to you." He sighed and ran a hand through his hair. "Look I was really drunk last night and I don't remember exactly what I said, but I want to talk the baby and what we're gonna do."

Peyton saw his face and she couldn't help but laugh. She now knew exactly what Brooke meant, when she said she knocked some sense into Lucas. Peyton just shook her head and sighed. "You being drunk doesn't excuse you for what you said Lucas. The morning after we slept together you were sober when you said those words... oh umm. I hate you." She paused and took a breath with hate in her voice still.

"Do you remember that Lucas? Because I do." Peyton said as she sat down on the front steps, she was growing tired of standing. "Oh and I'm keeping the baby. Why what do you want?"

Lucas let out a sigh of relief. He was happy to hear she wasn't getting rid of it. "I want you to keep the baby Peyton. I would never ask you to get rid of a human life." He paused. "This is still a lot for me to take it. I just don't know if I'm ready." He sat down next to her, and looked her in the eyes. "Look I never meant what I said that day. I was trying to convince myself that I was in love with someone that wasn't you. What the hell did you expect from me? Did you expect me to leave her at the altar? I'm not that kind of guy."

"And you think I am?" Peyton spat out. "I didn't ask for this Lucas." She sighed heavily. "And the only reason you're here now is because of this." She told him putting a hand on her stomach. "If it wasn't for the baby you wouldn't be here right now."

Lucas sighed in anger. She was being hard headed and it was starting to piss him off. "Of course I'm here for the baby, why else would I be standing in front of you Peyton?" After the words came out of his mouth he was in shock, he couldn't believe he just said that to her. Why couldn't things be easy? Why couldn't he just tell her the truth? Lucas just wanted to tell Peyton he loved her and make this work, but he couldn't and he didn't know why.

"What happened to you Lucas? You're not the same guy anymore?" Peyton sighed and stood up. "I'm done Lucas. You could walk away right now and I wouldn't even look back. When you decided you're ready to be a man then come see me." Her face grew red with anger; she was extremely pissed at this point.

Lucas was pissed; he stood up in front of her, his fist clenched in anger. She was playing hard ball and all it was doing was make him mad. "How do I even know it's mine?" Lucas mentally slapped himself for even thinking that, but she was pushing his buttons.

"Really Lucas? You really wanna go there? Just go! Get the hell on somewhere." Peyton said getting closer to him. "If you seriously think that this baby isn't yours then go. I'll see you in 7 months when the DNA test proves otherwise."

Peyton didn't say anything else, she was too pissed off. She couldn't believe he actually just said that. She walked into the house leaving Lucas on the front porch. When he finally drove off she walked to find Brooke on the back porch cussing him as he was driving away.

"That boy has a lot of nerve." She said with anger in her voice.

Peyton just shook her head. "It's fine Brooke really. I'll be ok."

"Peyton stop with the hard ball act ok?"

"There's no act Brooke. I pushed his buttons and he retaliated" Peyton couldn't believe he was defending him.

Brooke shook her head and walked towards the door. "Go get some rest; all this stress isn't good for my niece or nephew." She said with a smile as Peyton followed her inside. "I'll be upstairs if you need me."

Peyton nodded and walked to her room, she picked up her phone and dialed the number to someone she hadn't talked to in a while, but she knew he would hear her out.

"Nate. Hey it's me."

"Sawyer! Long time no talk to you. What's up?"

Peyton sighed. "I need to talk to you. I need your help." Once she heard his approval, Peyton told him everything. All about the baby, Lucas and what happened today. She knew that if anyone could get to him, it was his own brother.

A/N: Don't hate me. I promise things will get better with Peyton and Lucas. I got tired of her playing the pity me, pinning over Lucas roll.