Later that evening, Brooke was sitting in the living room, playing Barbies with Natalie. "No!" the young girl cried out, taking the blonde doll from Brooke. "You Ken," she said, shoving the male doll to the brunette, who couldn't help but laugh.

"Say please, Natalie," Haley said as she walked into the room. Her daughter looked over, a pout of her face before she turned to Brooke. "You Ken," she said with a pause before adding, "peas." The brunette laughed again before replying, "Of course," and taking hold of the male doll.

"Thanks again for this Brooke," Haley said as she grabbed her jacket from the hook. "You know Nathan and I appreciate this more than any-" she was cut short by Brooke holding up a hand, indicating for her to stop.

Brooke set the doll down and stood up, placing her hands on Haley's arms. "Tutorwife," she said, her tone serious, "I love this child, and I'm more than willing to baby-sit so you can go have a nice night with your husband. Now go get to making more babies," she teased with a smile, causing Haley to blush a bit.

"We intend to do just that," Nathan said as he walked into the room, slipping on his coat. He took Haley's from her and held it out while she slipped into it. "Thanks again," Haley said with another smile. "We'll be home no later than ten, and the numbers are by the phone."

Brooke rolled her eyes before pushing the couple towards the door. "I've done this plenty of times," she said as Nathan and Haley stepped outside. "Now go! I don't want to see you guys back before midnight," she said, giving them a wink before closing the door.

"I still can't believe how good she is with Natalie," Nathan said once the door was closed. He slipped an arm around Haley's shoulders and led her down to the car, opening the door for her. "I know," she replied with a smile, "I'm surprised Brooke hasn't corrupted her yet. Of course, the whole make-up thing is kind of annoying."

Nathan let out a laugh as she slipped into the car, and he gently shut the door for her. He glanced back at the house, smiling at the sight of Brooke and Natalie still sitting in the living room, now dressing up the dolls. He walked to the other side of the car and got in, quickly turning it on and pulling out of the driveway.

"Sleep well," Brooke said with a smile as she tucked the blankets a bit tighter underneath Natalie's sides. The little girl looked up with a sleepy grin; her lips tinted a very light red. The brunette leaned down and kissed Natalie's cheek gently, watching for a few minutes as she drifted off into sleep.

She then stood up and left the room, closing the door carefully behind her. Turning off the hall light as she made her way back downstairs, Brooke couldn't help but feel a ting of jealousy. She looked at the wall, her eyes taking in the familiar sight of the pictures Nathan and Haley had hung up. There was their wedding pictures (from the first and the second), then the pictures of Natalie growing up, and a few of the group together in high school. There was, of course, the newer ones of Brooke, Nathan and Haley all hanging out together, with Natalie sitting on one of the three's lap.

Though she loved her goddaughter with all her heart, plus the couple who made her, she couldn't help but be resentful. Why couldn't she have been as lucky to find someone and to make a life with them? Sure, she was only twenty four, but she at least wanted a steady boyfriend.

The sound of the doorbell ringing brought Brooke back to the present. She quickly made her way down the stairs and to the front door, opening it just as Lucas was about to push the doorbell again. "Oh, hey," he said, a bit surprised to see his ex-girlfriend on the other side of the door.

"Hi," she said, just as surprised as he was. "Do you want to come in?" she offered, stepping back so he had room to pass by. He gave a slight nod and stepped inside, rubbing his hands together as Brooke closed the door.

"Are Haley and Nathan home?" he asked, turning to face her. She shook her head a bit, giving him a slight smile.

"They went out on a date," she explained, "Natalie's asleep upstairs. I just put her to bed."

Lucas gave a slight nod, his hand rubbing the back of his neck. His eyes were focused on the floor, but he could still tell how nervous Brooke was. He knew that it was probably just wishful thinking, but part of him hoped that she was nervous because they had kissed. And if that was the case, it meant that he still had a slight chance.

"…did you need?" Brooke's voice came through to Lucas's ears, breaking his train of thought. He looked up, a bit startled, and blinked. What had she been saying? He ran over the last few words in his mind for a brief moment, and then gave her a small smile.

"I left my phone here," he said with a slight shrug, "and I figured I'd need it, so I came back to get it. Have you seen it, by any chance?" he asked, his hands moving into his coat pockets.

The brunette shook her head a bit. "No, can't say as I have," she said. She glanced around the front room for a moment, and then looked over to the family room. "It's probably in there, though," she said, nodding towards the closed door.

Lucas looked over his shoulder and gave a small laugh as he looked back to Brooke. "That would make sense," he said with a smile as she nodded. "I'll go look, then I'll leave. I know baby-sitting and boys don't mix well," he joked, trying to lighten the mood.

"Especially you athletes," Brooke joked back. She gave him a smile as she walked passed him, accidentally brushing her arm against his. She forced herself to ignore the sparks that seemed to fly across his skin and continue walking. "Do you want some hot chocolate or anything?" she asked over her shoulder, heading towards the kitchen.

"Sure," Lucas called out, just loud enough for Brooke to hear him. He, too, had felt the sparks but simply shrugged them off. You have to talk to her though, he thought to himself as he slipped out of his coat and hung it up on the hook. He then made his way to the family room and began searching for his phone.

A few minutes later, Brooke walked into the room with two mugs in her hands. She watched Lucas for a moment as he searched through the couch, not finding his phone. He stood up and let out an irritated breath before turning around and seeing Brooke. She gave him a small smile and handed him his hot chocolate, then took a sip of her own.

"I guess you didn't find it," she said after a moment, nodding towards the couch, which was missing its cushions. The blonde shook his head as he took a drink of the hot chocolate, surprised at how good it was. Maybe Haley stole Mom's recipe, he thought to himself.

"No, not here," he said with a slight shrug. He set his mug down on the coffee table and started putting the couch back together. Brooke set her cup down as well and walked over to the entertainment center, looking around to see if he'd set it there or if it had been put up there by someone.

After fixing the couch, Lucas walked over to find Brooke sorting through the DVDs. He smiled as she pulled out 'It's a Wonderful Life,' completely oblivious to him standing behind her. She turned around, only to run into Lucas's chest. Letting out a soft laugh, they both took a step backwards.

"Sorry," he said, a faint blush on his cheeks. Brooke shook her head, tapping the DVD nervously against her leg. "It was my fault," she said with a small smile. She chewed her lower lip for a moment as she and Lucas both tried to find a way to break the awkwardness between them.

"I'm, um, I'm going to watch this," she said, holding up the movie. Lucas gave a slight nod, smiling at her for a moment.

"I'll be out of your way in a minute, then," he said. He stepped around Brooke, seeing his phone on top of the television. Brooke put the movie in and headed over to the couch, picking up her hot chocolate again. Lucas stood there for a moment, watching the movie as it started played.

Slipping his phone into his pocket, he turned to Brooke and gave her another smile. "I'm going to go now," he said, giving her a small wave. She looked up from the screen, watching him walk towards the door.

"You know, Broody," she said softly, "You can stay and watch this with me. You know how much I hate watching movies alone." She smiled as Lucas turned around, knowing the use of the nickname would get his attention. He glanced towards the screen again, and then headed over to the couch.

As Brooke pulled a blanket down, Lucas sat beside her and picked up his mug again. They sat in silence, sipping their hot chocolate and watching the movie, one that they had seen numerous times together.

"Nathan, be quiet," Haley giggled as they came through the front door. It was past midnight, and it was obvious the two had had a good time. Haley's cheeks were flushed and Nathan, who had his arms around Haley's waist, had a goofy looking grin on his face.

He kissed along her neck as she shut and locked the door, trying to ignore his wandering hands. "Nathan!" she hissed beneath her breath, trying to stifle a laugh as he turned her around. He leaned down, capturing Haley's lips in a kiss that left them both breathless.

Haley turned back around and made her way towards the stairs, pulling Nathan's arms around her waist again. She paused at the glow coming from the family room, her hands slipping onto her husband's. They stepped forward together, making sure to keep their footsteps light.

Both their eyes widened at the sight before them; the television was black now, the logo of the DVD player bouncing around carelessly and there were two empty mugs on the coffee table, the sides tinted a soft brown colour. But the thing that caught their attention, and held it, was the two curled up on the couch.

Lucas was half-laying on the couch, his body sitting comfortably in the corner. His arm was around Brooke's waist above the blanket, keeping her close to him. Her head was resting against his chest, her lips slightly parted as they slept.

As Haley leaned back into Nathan's chest, she couldn't help but see how perfectly her two best friends seemed to fit together. She looked back at her husband, giving him a brief kiss on the cheek before she pulled away and headed into the room.

"Hales, what are you doing?" he whispered to her as he leaned against the doorframe. She pressed her finger to her pursed lips before she made her way to the television. She turned off the DVD player and the TV, the room going dark. The only light that came in was from the moon, shining in through the window.

After grabbing the mugs off the table, and pushing Nathan gently out of the way, Haley pulled the door closed. She smiled at her husband, shrugging lightly. "They looked way too cute," she said, "I couldn't wake them."

Nathan followed her into the kitchen, watching her rinse the mugs out. He slipped his arms around her waist again, resting his chin on her shoulder. "Haley James-Scott," he whispered into her ear, smiling at the sound of her happy giggles. "You are one of the most devilish people I know," he teased.

She turned around in his arms, wrapping her own arms around his neck. Haley pressed her body into his and rose onto her tip-toes, pressing her lips to his ear as she whispered, "You haven't seen anything."

With a giddy laugh she pulled out of his arms and silently ran up the stairs. Nathan let out a laugh as well, watching her for a moment before he chased after her.