Six years later...

Brooke sat in the doctor's waiting room, reminiscing on her relationship with Nathan. They had started out as friends and grown into more after they'd both been betrayed by people they loved. Now they had been married for two years with a beautiful, boy named Andon Nathaniel Scott, who was currently spending his first birthday at the park playing basketball with his daddy. They had decided to stay in Chapel Hill after Nathan ruined his knee playing for the New York Knicks. His career in the NBA hadn't lasted long, but it was enough for Nathan. He now spent his time as the head coach of the new varsity team at UNC. Brooke had been another story. She wandered aimlessly through college her first year, before it hit her what she was destined to do with the rest of her life. She had buckled down to study and was now on the UNC payroll along with her husband. She was the head counselor and advisor for freshmen students who needed help with adjusting. In her spare time, she helped coach the cheerleading team.

"Brooke Scott, the doctor is ready to see you," the nurse told her, breaking her out of her thoughts.

"Thank you," Brooke replied, as she stood up and went into the doctor's office.

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Nathan carried Andon into the darkened house, listening to his son enthusiastically speak of their basketball game. Andon had beat his father into the ground and was very happy with his victory. As soon as the lights were turned on, various family members and friends jumped out from behind furniture with one, big, loud "Surprise!"

Andon's jaw dropped in shock and he began laughing. Brooke ran up to her husband and son with a big smile on her face. She kissed her husband quickly before taking her son out of his arms and squeezing him to her.

"Hey, baby. Did you have fun with daddy today?" she asked, kissing him.

"Yeah, mommy. I win at basetbaw," he said with his adorable toddler accent. "Mommy," Andon said, leaning in to whisper into Brooke's ear," are aw dese peopo here for me?"

"You betcha, sweetie! They're all here to celebrate your first birthday!"

"Yay!" Andon screamed, jumping out of his mother's arms and making his way around the room, hugging everyone.

Nathan came up from behind Brooke and wrapped his arms around her waist. She leaned into her husband as they watched their son wrap all of their family around his chubby, little fingers. They smiled at each other before kissing once again.

"Hi, baby," Nathan said once they'd pulled apart.

"Hi," Brooke smiled up at him.

"Are you two done making out yet?" Peyton asked, coming up to them. She gave them both a hug hello. "Your son is going around ruining Nathan's reputation by explaining that he beat his daddy at basketball by twenty baskets," Peyton teased her friend.

"Little brat," Nathan said, going to chase his son.

Brooke laughed as she saw her husband chasing her son through the living room, both dodging people and furniture. Her life had turned out perfect. She was surrounded by all of the people she loved, celebrating her wonderful son's first birthday. And she had a surprise for her husband, too.

Peyton noticed the subtle glow on her friend's face as she watched her two favorite men. "Did you just realize how lucky of a little bitch you are?" she teased.

"I think I did, yeah," Brooke replied with a giggle.

"So what did the doctor say?"

"Two," Brooke replied, looking up at her friend as her jaw dropped in shock.

"Oh my God. Brooke, that's amazing," Peyton whispered, knowing her friend wanted to keep this a secret for awhile.

"Definitely more than I expected," Brooke laughed. "Leave it to my husband."

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Brooke and Nathan both went upstairs to tuck Andon into his new toddler bed.

"Did you have a good birthday, sweetheart?" Brooke asked, getting him into his pajamas.

"It was da bestest, mommy," Andon said, throwing his arms up in the air for emphasis.

He climbed into his little bed and snuggled under his basketball covers. His entire room was done like a basketball stadium, complete with a basketball hoop hamper hanging on the door.

"Good night, sport," Nathan told his son, leaning down to kiss him.

"Night, daddy," Andon replied, hugging his father around the neck.

"Night, birthday baby," Brooke whispered to her son before hugging and kissing him good night.

"Night, mommy."

Brooke and Nathan walked down the hall into their room after tucking their child to sleep and turning on his night light. Nathan collapsed onto the bed while his wife dug through her dresser, looking for something specific. She found it and chuckled.

"Be right back, husband," she announced, before running off into their bathroom to change.

Nathan just chuckled and stripped down to his boxers. He was tired after a day at the park, a party at his house, and cleaning up after the party. All of his drowsiness left his system once his wife walked out of their bathroom.

"You like?" Brooke asked, knowing the answer. She did a turn, showing him her entire outfit. She was wearing a black demi-cup bra that she was spilling out of, a pair of boy-cut matching panties, and black stiletto heels. Her hair was flowing down her back and her face was washed of any make-up that had been on earlier that day.

Nathan smirked up at her as she modeled for him. "I love it, baby," he said. "I'd love it even better if you were in this bed with me.

Brooke happily obliged his request and soon discovered that Nathan was no longer tired.

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They lay in the aftermath of their lovemaking, holding onto each other. As Nathan was about to drift off into sleep, Brooke looked up at him.

"Guess what," she said.

"What?"

"Guess first," Brooke teased him.

"Umm... you're running off with some Italian guy," Nathan teased back.

"Try again."

"You're running off with my brother?"

"God no! You're not even close. You are hopeless when it comes to guessing games, Nathan Scott," Brooke said, sitting up.

"Well, Mrs. Scott, you better hurry up and just tell me, because I'm about to ravage you again."

"Alright, fine. I had a doctor's appointment today while you were playing basketball with our son. He told me that we are going to be having twins soon," Brooke said with a big smile splitting her face.

Nathan's eyes enlarged in shock. "Are you serious, Brooke? Twins?"

"Yep, Nathan Scott. You've impregnated me again," she teased.

"Oh my God. This is amazing! Brooke, only you can make me this happy," Nathan said, before kissing his wife senseless. They were soon swept away into round two while their son slept peacefully down the hall. Their lives had turned out like no one had ever expected. They were happy.