A/N; Hey guys, I'm open to any and all constructive criticism but there's a guest comment from my last chapter that I'd just like to respond to. I killed off Psycho Derek so abruptly because I needed to move on and even in the actual series he was dealt with one episode at a time. Also, regarding Brooke and Haley waiting outside; I felt that because Brooke had been attacked by Psycho Derek before, she knew what and who they were dealing with and I felt that she would know that she would put Peyton and herself in greater danger by storming in with all guns blazing, which is why I had Lucas do it instead. But still, thank you for your review, I appreciate it.

Peyton and Lucas waited anxiously in a nearby waiting room as they wondered when someone would finally come and tell them what was happening. An hour felt like an eternity when a doctor finally arrived to speak to the couple.

"How is she? Is she okay? What happened?" Peyton asked quickly, shooting up out of her seat quickly followed by Lucas who stood behind her, holding her upper arms comfortingly.

"Mr Scott. You suffer from hypertrophic cardiomyopathy, correct?" the doctor asked, ignoring all of Peyton's questions. Lucas looked puzzled.

"Well, yeah- but, what has that go to do with Sawyer?" he asked.

"Sawyer suffered from a cardiac arrest. She's stable now but we've taken her in for an MRI and an ECG just to be safe", the doctor explained.

"You can't mean she could have HCM? She's six!" Lucas panicked.

"It is highly possible, I'm afraid. It is a hereditary condition, Mr Scott", the doctor said. Peyton allowed her head to drop against Lucas's shoulder as he sighed. "I'll be back as soon as we have Sawyer's results", the doctor finished before leaving the room. Lucas sighed as he sat back down, staring at the floor as he ran his fingers through his hair. Peyton sat beside him, softly caressing his shoulder.

"Hey. You better not be feeling guilty, Lucas Scott. We knew this was possible", she told him.

"I- she's just so young, Peyton", he sighed.

"I know. But, maybe look at it this way- when you were diagnosed; you'd already fallen in love with a sport that could potentially kill you. This could help Sawyer look at all her options when she's older", Peyton told him.

"There is no bright side to this, Peyton. She'll have to take it easy. A real childhood could be stolen from her here", he said, standing up and pacing around the room.

"Hey! She has a real childhood! She has friends and a family that love her! Just because she won't be able to really go wild doesn't mean that'll ruin her childhood! We don't even know if she has it yet, Luke!" Peyton fought.

"Oh, she has it alright. What else is gonna cause a six-year-old to go into cardiac arrest?" Lucas raised his voice before sighing, pinching the skin between his eyebrows. "See? This is exactly what I was talking about. This place is just bad luck, Peyton", he said.

"Don't you dare go blaming Tree Hill just because you're unhappy with our situation!" Peyton stood up as she fought with him. "This is our home, Lucas. I don't want to do to Jackson what we did to Sawyer. I want him to grow up here, around his family! I want them both to experience all the beautiful times that we had in this town. Is that so bad?" she asked. Lucas remained silent. "I wanna be able to drive past the school and say 'hey! Did you know that's where your dad and I used to go to school and someday you'll go there too?'. I wanna take them to the lake and tell them all about how we met and our wedding day and how amazing and beautiful it was", angry tears began to form in her eyes. "Tree Hill isn't bad luck, Luke. We're just a family, trying to get by but sometimes there's a few obstacles in our way, that's all", she told him as she stood in front of him, look deep into the depths of his misty blue eyes.

"Mr and Mrs Scott?" the doctor said as she returned. "We have your daughter's test results and I'm afraid she does have HCM", she told them. Lucas and Peyton nodded slowly.

"So, what happens now?" Peyton asked.

"We'll have to put her on regular medication and as long as she isn't into any extreme sports, she'll be fine", the doctor smiled. "You can see her now if you like, she's awake". Lucas and Peyton smiled, thanking the doctor before heading to Sawyer's room.

"Mommy?" her little voice croaked as Peyton and Lucas rushed through the door.

"Hello, my angel", Peyton gave a relieved sigh, sitting down next to Sawyer's bed as she took her hand within her own.

"You had us worried there, squirt", Lucas gave a breathy laugh, sniffling as he tried with everything he had not to cry.

"I'm sorry", Sawyer said quietly.

"Hey, don't be sorry, you goof", Lucas smiled brightly as he bent over to kiss the top of her head.

"My head hurts", she told them, sniffing a little.

"Oh I know, sweetie. You'll feel better soon, I promise", Peyton told her, softly grazing her forehead with the palm of her hand. And Peyton kept her word. Two days passed and Sawyer was given the all clear to go home, but not before a paediatrician sat down with her and her parents to explain her heart condition.

"Am I gonna die?" Sawyer suddenly asked in the back of the car on their way home.

"What? Of course you're not, squirt", Lucas replied as he watched her worried expression through the rear-view mirror. "I have a sick heart too, you know", he told her.

"Really?" Sawyer suddenly perked up. Lucas nodded as he smiled brightly.

"And I'm super old compared to you, and I'm still here", he reassured her. Peyton chuckled as the family pulled up outside their house. Lucas lifted Sawyer out of the car as they followed Peyton into the house. On opening the door, a bunch of people, as if out of nowhere, yelled 'Welcome home, Sawyer!' as Lucas brought her into the house. Sawyer's smile lit up the whole room as she looked around everyone. Her Uncles Nathan, Mouth, Skills, Julian and her cousins Jamie and Lydia who stood with Davis and Jude and her Aunts Millie, Haley and Brooke who stood cradling her baby brother Jackson. The small get together was soon in full swing as everyone fussed over Sawyer and had bought her presents just to show how happy they were that she was okay. Lucas stood watching his daughter through the kitchen window as she played with her cousins in the backyard. Her smile the brightest he had ever seen it as he heard her laugh. Suddenly, Peyton snaked her arms around his waist.

"You know, when you think about it; we're really lucky", she told him. "Look at her. Look at that beautiful little girl. She's ours, Lucas. And there's a beautiful little boy sleeping upstairs who's ours too", she sighed contently. Lucas smiled, chuckling slightly as he continued to watch Sawyer, who was now being lifted up in the air by her Uncle Nathan.

"She's really happy here, isn't she?" he suddenly said. Peyton nodded, resting her chin on his shoulder.

"Her Mama is too. And I know her Dad's also just as happy. He just needs to look past all the bad stuff for a change", she told him. Peyton suddenly spun him around to face her, kissing him full on the lips as he ran his fingers through her wavy brunette locks. "I love you so, so much", she spoke softly, the tips of their noses meeting as Lucas looked deep into those big green eyes he loved so much.

"I love you too", he replied softly. Peyton wrapped her arms tight around his waist as she moved into him for a hug. His arms wrapped tightly around her shoulders as she rested her head against his chest. She suddenly pulled away, looking up at him lovingly as she began to caress his jawline with her fingertips.

"There's only one Tree Hill, Lucas Scott. And it's our home", she said.

A/N; And that, I'm afraid, is the end! Thank you so much to everyone who has read, followed and responded to my series, it means the absolute world, especially whilst I've been going through a pretty rough time out in the real world. I may consider writing more OTH/Leyton fics but for now, this is it. Thank you all so much once again.