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Five years is a pretty long time. A lot can happen. Trust me, I know. In the past five years I've gotten married, had children, moved into a new house, and established old friendships.

A new house. I hadn't wanted one. I was actually completely against it; I saw nothing wrong with the house I grew up in. My husband did. Apparently it was too small for the children we would one day have. It was too far from Nathan and Haley. There were some other reasons that were mentioned but they only caused fights and ridiculous amounts of yelling. I finally agreed and we moved here. It's a beautiful house. It has a wrap around porch, wooden floors, and amazing staircases. It doesn't even feel like we live in Tree Hill. It's also down the block from Nathan and Haley. And perfect walking distance to the Rivercourt.

"Ellie…Anna, we have to go girls", I yell from the bottom of the stairs.

I sigh as I pace the hallway…again. The heel of my shoe gets caught in the small hole in the floorboard and its enough to send towards the floor. As I'm silently cursing the damn wooden floors I feel a strong pair of arms wrap around my waist. A task that is more difficult these days.

"Where are you going Blondie", he asked with a smirk although you can hear the panic in his voice.

I smile and place my hands over his.

"Nowhere now", I whispered before leaning the back of my head onto his chest. I let out a breath and he brought his lips down to my neck. I shiver as I feel his breath on my neck. I squirm a little when I feel the stubble on his check.

"I thought I asked you to shave", I reprimanded him. He looks at me guiltily.

"Do I have too", he whines. I have to bit my lip to stop from laughing.

"Yes. You cannot go to this wedding with a five o'clock shadow", he looks at me before leaning in for a kiss.

"Oh no", I say before I step away form him, "no kisses until that scruff is gone", he looks at me with wide eyes and I giggle before he gently catches my waist and pulls me closer to him.

"Kiss me", he says simply. I shake my head playfully. He cups my face with he hands and speaks again.

"Kiss me", I see his smirk forming and I'm done for. I roll my eyes and sigh dramatically.

"Fine", I say. He laughs and I stand on my tip toes to capture his lips. He tilts my head and tries to deepen the kiss but I pull away. Disappointment is painted on his face.

"Go shave", I demand as I push him in the direction of the stairs.

"You're killing me Peyton Sawyer", I laugh as I hear the water run and the bathroom door close.

"Elizabeth and Anna, we have to get going", I yell once more.

Children. I knew I always wanted kids. There were times in my life that made me question that though. Finding out I was adopted was a big one; it made me think that maybe I wouldn't have a connection with my children because Ellie didn't have one with me. Then I began to think that they were too much work. Jake had the responsibility of a thirty year old when he was only seventeen. But looking back now it wasn't that I didn't want children, it was a matter of finding the right person to want to have kids with.

"Here we are mommy", Anna yells as she walks down the stairs, her older sister is tightly holding her hand.

Whatever annoyance I felt before is quickly gone. "Well don't you girls look pretty", I gush as they walk over to me.

"Thanks mom", they both reply shyly. I rush to put them in their jackets. And make sure I have everything they might need for the next few hours.

"Come on dad", Ellie yells from her place at the front door. I smile, 'That's my girl', I think to myself. Another minute goes by and Anna couldn't help but yell for her father also.

Elizabeth is four years old. I swear the only way you know she's mine is by her curls. Everything else she gets from her father. Her love of books and basketball, and of course those famous eyes. Anna is three; she's got my crazy, curly hair, love of drawing, and spunky personality. But, she's got her fathers eyes

"Alright, alright", he waves his hand as he walks down. The three of us sigh and I mutter 'finally' as I reach for the doorknob, their father stops us.

"Wait, where is my family?" he asks feigning curiosity. Anna giggles and Ellie smirks.

"We're right here daddy", Anna says accompanied with a 'duh' look.

"No way. You two are way tooo beautiful to be my little girls", he is now kneeling down to their level.

"Really dad it's us", Ellie insists, "look", she says as she points to her elbow and shows him the scar she got from playing basketball with Thomas, Nathan and Haley's four year old boy.

Lucas drops his mouth in surprise. "Well it is you", he looks back and forth between the two of them, "you both look beautiful", he says affectionately as he kisses the tip of their noses. I smile at their interaction. This was definitely the right person to have children with.

"Ready to go", I ask and watch the girls run out to the car.

"Be careful", I yell out and they instantly slow their pace. I go to walk out the door but am quickly pulled back.

"Luke, we ha-", he silences me with a kiss. Within seconds his tongue is begging for access that I quickly grant. We stand there a while, our tongue slowly dancing, getting lost in this moment. I moan softly and begin to play with the hair at the nape of his neck. He pulls away suddenly.

"We're gunna be late", he mocks me as he catches his breath. With a quick smile he's out the door.

"You are so going to pay for that later", I threaten him as I follow him to the car. He walks to my side to open the door for me.

"Promise", he says huskily with a sly grin. I simply look at him and smirk.

As we begin our trip to the Church I sigh contently. He takes my hand and brings it to his lips. Our fingers stay interlocked the entire ride. This is what married life is all about.

Marriage. That's a topic that I would have avoided when I was younger. I feared letting anyone in…but you already know that. So, this guy, right here to my left, he never let me be closed off again. We had a whirlwind month together and then we were married. I know you're thinking that it was really quick but if you ask our friends and family it couldn't have taken any longer. After that everything just fell into place. We got the house, shortly after we found out I was pregnant, his career soared even higher then before, and I opened my own gallery.

Now that's not to say that our time together was always peachy. We would fight, names were said, people were brought up, and past events were thrown in the others face. But we made it past all of that. It took us too long to get where we were, we weren't going to let petty arguments and stupid name calling break that up.

"I cannot believe how many people are here", he whispered as we finally entered the Church. I grab his hand and smirk.

"Well…she always did love a wedding", he looks at me and smiles before we head in separate directions.

I am fully exhausted by the time the reception come. My feet are swollen and my back is killing me. Between having to stand up there the entire time, making speeches, and taking all those damn pictures, all I want to do is go to sleep. Being the Maid of Honor is a lot more work then I ever thought.

My eyes roam the room and I can't help but smile as I watch Nathan dance with Anna. He's got her safely in his arms and sways to the music. Every once in a while he'll make a funny face and she'll laugh hysterically. They have yet to have a little girl so Nathan has more a less taken ours over. He knows every Disney Princess by heart and he has perfected a French braid. Hopefully he'll be able to put those hobbies to use in a few months; Haley's about six months along.

Ellie is dancing with her older cousin James. I still cannot believe he's twelve years old. Basketball is still his favorite sport; he hopes he can go into the NBA one day. Matt is on stage, intensely watching every move Jake makes with his guitar. He loves the guitar; he just recently turned nine and has begged Haley to get in touch with Chris. Yes, Chris Keller. Lily and Thomas are dancing close to James and Ellie. She's so much like Keith. Her dark brown hair is pulled back into a neat ponytail. Her blue eyes shining brightly. Thomas is simply adorable, he was the ring bearer and his little tux is slightly wrinkled from running around with Ellie, who was the flower girl. Finally my eyes land on the newlyweds. They have come a long way since high school. They had a lot of trust issues but now I'm sure they will make it through anything. I'm just glad they finally figured it all out. The bride and I lock eyes and we both smile. She was my best friend…and we're I'm confident that we can call each other that again. Of course Nathan is still my best guy friend.

When I said I established old friendships I was talking about Brooke. You all know the history we have but we've been working on putting that aside. At first it was awkward. But slowly that melted away. She helped me get over some fears I had and I helped push her to Chase. There were times when we would fight. Like really fight, we wouldn't talk for days and we would tell our significant others horrible stories about the other. We of course got over those stupid arguments and we're stronger then ever. She's Ellie's godmother and I'm her Maid of Honor. We've come full circle since high school.

"Can I have this dance?" he breaks me from my thoughts. I turn to face him and instantly smile, even after nearly five years of marriage it still feels like we're newlyweds.

"Of course", I say brightly and he helps me to my feet.

We walk to the dance floor and take our positions. My arms wrap around his neck and his hands are around my waist. We're as close as my expanding stomach will allow.

Yes, I'm pregnant again. I've got about three months to go. Ellie and Anna are thrilled; they cannot wait to have a younger sibling in the house. Lucas and I decided not to find out the sex. He says he doesn't care either way as long as it's healthy. I know he's secretly hoping for a boy though.

"Have I told you how amazing you look?" he asks while looking down at my dress. Given the season, it's a dark brown strapless dress. I actually love it.

"Not recently", I tease him. He throws his head back and lets out a chuckle.

"Well, you do. Tonight, tomorrow, fifty years from now…you'll look amazing", damn that Scott charm.

"Isn't it weird that Brooke's getting married this weekend", I watch him furrow his brows and know that he has no idea, "this weekend is very symbolic for us four", he slowly starts to understand. Its Thanksgiving weekend; this very weekend five years ago we realized where our hearts lie.

"That it is", he agrees while nodding his head. He swoops down and captures my lips. We both smile and I feel like I've never been happier. We continue to dance, he slowly rubs circles on my lower back and I caressed his newly shaven cheek with my hand. That's when it happened, for the first time. The little life inside of me makes itself known.

"Did you feel that", I ask with wide eyes. He smiles at me and I have my answer.

"He shot a three pointer", he leans down and whispers to me. I nod and placed my head on his shoulder. I quietly hum along to the song that's playing until he breaks me from my musings.

"I'm gunna love you forever Peyton Scott"