A/N: Thanks all for the kind reviews. othlvr16, yes, a proposal is coming… as soon as Julian is well. Koumi11, a Brulian baby will happen, just not for a little while. Gotta have the wedding first…
The next week passed slowly for Julian. He was frustrated at how few things he could do without causing massive amounts of pain in his bruised ribs. But he did enjoy being home and having so much time with Brooke and Sam. He'd also had some long conversations with his father, and their relationship was better than it had been since he was a young boy. Almost as if his thoughts had summoned him, Jonathon walked in.
"How are you feeling today?"
"Better. Just wish it didn't take so long for these damn ribs to heal," Julian said in frustration.
"I brought you a new script to read," Jonathan said, setting the script on the table.
"Hi," Brooke greeted as she walked in. She moved to sit on the arm of the recliner Julian was in.
"How are the designs coming?" Jonathon asked.
"Good. I'll have them done in time. I don't want to mess up my first big costume design job."
"Hey, your first costume design project was my movie, and you didn't mess it up. You did great," Julian reminded her.
"Yeah, but I didn't have to do much designing with those. I remembered the clothes we'd worn. It was just recreating them. And you would have forgiven me even if I'd messed up," Brooke said, leaning over to kiss his cheek.
Knowing it was true Julian stayed quiet. He'd forgive Brooke anything. He reached out and took her hand.
Jonathon spoke again. "I also wanted to tell you the insurance is mostly taken care of. You should have the check to get a new car next week." The 'Vette's engine had been completely destroyed.
They talked for a few more minutes before Jonathon left.
A month later Julian was mostly healed. His ribs were still sore, and he tired more easily than usual, but he was able to do most his usual activities with only minimal pain.
Brooke was drinking her morning coffee when the phone rang. "Hello."
"Brooke. You need to come. Peyton's the hospital She started losing a lot of blood. They're worried they won't be able to save them both," Haley said, her voice strained with emotion. "Luke is a mess. He needs all of us."
"We'll be there as soon as we can."
"What's going on, Mom?" Having seen Brooke's face drain of color Sam was worried.
"Payton and the baby are in trouble. We need to go."
"You start packing what we need. I'll get the flight arranged," Julian said as he pulled out his cell phone. "She's going to be okay, Brooke. So is the baby."
"It's almost a month early!"
"I know. But they'll be okay," he soothed.
"Let's go pack, Mom," Sam suggested.
That night they hurried into Tree Hill hospital. The nurse directed them to the right room, and they saw Haley and Jamie in the hall.
"Aunt Brooke!" Jamie called, and ran towards her.
Brooke bent down and hugged him as Sam moved forward and hugged Haley. Then Sam gave Jamie a hug as Brooke and Haley hugged. Nathan came out of the room and greeted Julian.
"How is she? How's the baby?"
"The baby is okay. Peyton lost a lot of blood. They've given her a bunch of transfusions, but we don't know yet," Nathan answered.
The three went in together.
"Brooke?" Lucas said, looking up from Peyton's unconscious body.
"Yeah, Luke. We're here," she said, moving to stand near him. They shared a long hug and then pulled apart.
"Hey, Sam. Julian."
"Lucas," Julian greeted.
Brooke brushed a stray piece of hair off Peyton's forehead. "Hey, P Sawyer. It's time for you to wake up. Julian already did this to me once. You don't get to do it to me again. And your daughter needs you. So does Luke. You were so excited for this baby. You've got to wake up and see her."
A few minutes later the nurse entered with a hospital baby carriage. Lucas carefully picked up his daughter and held her close.
Brooke flashed on an image of Julian holding their baby. She loved Sam as if she were her own, but suddenly she also wanted to give Julian a child and Sam a brother or sister.
"Can I hold her?" Brooke asked.
"Of course," Lucas said, carefully handing the baby to Brooke.
Julian's breathe caught in this throat. He imagined Brooke was holding his child. Their child. He imagined Sam was smiling down at her little brother or sister.
The baby began to cry and Brooke tried to quiet her. Lucas was about to take his daughter when a sound from the bed caught his attention. They all looked to see that Peyton had moved, and was beginning to wake up. Brooke continued to rock the baby as Lucas focused on Peyton. Sam opened the door to let in Haley, Nathan and Jamie.
"Peyton?" Lucas called softly.
"Luke?" She asked in a groggy voice.
"I'm here. So is everyone. How do you feel?"
"Tired. The baby?"
"She'd right here," Brooke said, moving to hold the baby so Peyton could see her.
Tears filled Peyton's eyes as she saw her daughter. She began to raise her hands to take her, but was too weak, and her hands feel back to the bed. "Our baby, Luke," she said softly, her eyes lit with joy and love.
The nurse returned and everyone but Luke was told to leave. Brooke gave the baby back to Brooke before leaving.
Once the nurse was done Lucas lay the baby gently on Peyton's chest. The little girl cooed and nestled closer to her mother. Peyton moved her hand to rest on her daughter's back.
Out in the hall Sam spoke up. "That was amazing. As soon as she heard her daughter she woke up."
Brooke and Haley exchanged a look. Being mother's themselves, neither was a surprised that the sound of her daughter's distress was what had gotten through to Peyton and woken her up.
"So how are you feeling?" Nathan asked Julian. Remembering his own painful recovery from a car accident years before he could sympathize with Julian.
"It's better, but still hurts when I try to do almost anything but sit still. But at least I can get up and move around more."
Nathan nodded. "At least you're okay."
Jamie was enjoying having his Aunt Brooke back and she sat on a chair listening to him prattle on, telling her what had been happening in Tree Hill.
A short time later they were all allowed back in the room.
"What are you going to name her?" Janie asked.
"Sawyer Brooke Scott," Lucas answered.
Brooke blinked away the tears the formed in her eyes.