"You okay?" he asked, when the others had driven off. He couldn't help but notice the swollen tissue around her eyes.

"Yeah, Mom and I were just reading through the adoption papers for Casey, I told her I wasn't sure that I wanted to, but she brought up some very valid points…" she trailed off as they entered the small air-conditioned office.

"Hi, I'm Lucas Scott, we're here-" he started explaining to the man behind the desk.

"—To visit Nathan, we spoke on the phone. I didn't tell him you were coming as promised. I'm Coach West, let me go get your packets," he moved toward a back room.

"He seems nice-"

"So are you going to sign?" Lucas interrupted her.

"Geez Luke," she shoved him a little, "and yes it's the right thing to do and what Vivian wanted."

"I'm glad," he smiled hugging her, "you want to go freshen up?"

"Yeah, maybe a real bathroom will actually give me a little more to work with, be right back," she promised.

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"Okay I was able to talk Coach West into three more ticket packets and t-shirts. There are tickets for meals and games," Lucas handed them out, "and the shirts split the families up into teams according to player."

"We have to be on teams?" Peyton asked.

"I think it's just to make sure everyone here belongs with a player," Haley answered.

"Right, and since ours were pre-ordered," Lucas motioned between himself and Haley, "they also know who we're here with."

"Well it is both of your last names," Jimmy pointed out, when Lucas held up the shirt that read 'SCOTT' across the back, "and they even got one for Casey," he held up the onsie. Casey kicked and squealed, from his seat on Lydia's chest facing outward.

"Yes, you know your name don't you?" Haley questioned, placing a kiss on his face.

"Sorry about the wait," Coach West joined them outside his office, "I'm Coach Milt West, I own High Flyers and run the day-to-day around here. If you'll follow me we'll see if we can find Nate."

"You've met Lucas, but I'm Haley," she introduced herself as they walked, "our friend Peyton, my parents and the baby is Casey."

"I've seen pictures," Milt smiled, "his room is quite the shrine for Tree Hill," he smiled, "I also went to camp with Dan when we were younger. I even tried to steal his high school girlfriend once."

"That'd be my mom," Lucas offered helpfully.

"And that's just ten levels of creepy," a deep voice interrupted them.

"Battle!" Coach West admonished, "have you seen Scott?"

"Yeah, he was headed to the bunk, to call the ball and chain," Haley's phone rang, practically on cue, "so that would be you then?"

"Hi," Haley greeted into the phone but offered the young player a grin, "no, I'm actually taking a walk," she motioned for them to keep walking, "how's your day going?"

"I was supposed to have the whole weekend off, because you guys couldn't make it, but one of the guys requested I play…so I'll be playing tonight."

"I'm sorry," Haley offered sympathetically as they entered an air-conditioned dorm.

"This is him," Coach West whispered stopping them in front of room three, Haley knocked softly on the door.

"Hang on Hales, someone's knocking," she hung up then. As the door opened, the wind caused her the little tendrils escaping her hair tie to fly, Nathan looked at the phone before snapping it closed and tossing it over his shoulder, "what are you doing here?"

"Surprise?" she questioned, only for Nathan to grab her waist and pull her into his room closing the door behind her, his lips were against hers and she was against the door before she could think, his lips quickly moving down her neck, "Nathan…my parents…Lucas," she pushed on his shoulders, "outside."

"Let 'em wait," he spun her away from the door dropping onto the bed on top of her, "I've missed you."

"Me too," she began pushing at his shirt trying to get it off.

"So," he murmured against her lips, "what are you doing here?"

"Scott, open this damn door," Milt West's strong voice echoed through the room and down the hallway, causing a few passing players to chuckle.

"Sorry coach," Nathan grinned opening the door for the rest of his family to enter, "Good to see you, bro."

"I would say it's good to see you too, but I prefer you with clothes on," Lucas rolled his eyes as Haley tossed a shirt over his shoulder.

"Casey," he grinned at the little baby, "how's my big man, huh?"

"Heavy," Lydia laughed, as Casey shrieked and wiggled around reaching for Nathan excitedly, "and apparently very excited to see Daddy."

"Of course," he laughed pulling him from the confines of the carrier, "I missed you buddy."

"He's missed you too, although I imagine it'll be tough to get him used to sleeping in his own bed again," Haley sighed, watching the two most important boys in her life grin at each other.

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"I've missed this," Nathan inhaled the scent of vanilla and baby powder. He, Haley, and Casey were nestled together under a large tree, trying to avoid the Florida heat.

"Mmhm," Haley moaned in agreement, her parents had taken Lucas and Peyton to look for a hotel, just to give them some time alone together.

"How long are you staying?" he asked running a hand through her hair.

"Just for the weekend," she sighed, snuggling further into his chest, sighing in pure contentment.

"I have a game this afternoon and practice on both Saturday and Sunday morning, and then the big game Sunday afternoon otherwise I'm all yours," he promised.

"Mom and Dad are taking us to dinner tonight and then they're taking Casey with them for the night." Both remained silent after that, they had reconciled in Tree Hill and were planning on staying that way but their physical relationship had yet to reach that point. With Casey in the picture it made things a little difficult, but neither had been ready before he'd left either.

"That's nice," he sighed once again, his eyes closing as he just absorbed the feeling of having them in his arms again. "Hey, you never told me how your test went."

"I actually have a voicemail from the advisor at Tree Hill Community, that I'm hoping has my score, but I haven't listened to it yet," she revealed.

"What? Hales, why not? Give me your phone," he demanded, quickly calling up her voicemail and pushing the speakerphone option.

"Congratulations Haley, I'll be expecting to see your enrollment for the fall come across my desk soon," the cheery voice floated through the air.

"Well it looks like this family is headed in a new direction after all," she sighed tucking the phone back into her pocket.

"Speaking of, after our fight the night, I spoke with the scout at NC State and they have agreed to a full scholarship for both of us with a childcare option," he offered, "and before you get upset, I have been assured that your scholarship is based entirely off of your own academic performance."

"I guess that's where we're headed then," she nodded.

"You won't regret this Hales," he promised, "we have a great life ahead of us."

"I know we do."