Hiya. Umm... My first fan fic here, it's pretty lame, but hopefully you'll like it! I randomly thought of this idea when i was thinking i'd love to act in the o.c and then i was thinking of a character i could pass off, and i was like i'd love to be Ryan's wee sister! (God i'm a weirdo, cause that'll never happen) So it progressed a bit further, got rid of the 13 year old weirdo, and made about Jessica! So tell me what you think and i'd love to hear your thoughts about it.

A normal day at the Cohen's and Seth and Ryan are talking about their to-be normal, un-eventful week.

"You know, today, I plan not to lie, settle down and study," Seth explained over a bowl of cereal.

"Same…" Ryan agreed, sitting down beside him.

In walk Sandy Cohen and Kirsten behind him.

"What's this I hear? Uneventful week planned? Now, that might work… unless… someone like 'the Nana' comes-"

"NO! She's not coming is she?" Seth broke in, desperate.

Sandy laughed, Kirsten grinned and Ryan smirked, they all were thinking the same thing. Something like the Nana will come and destroy the plans.

Ding!

"Well Seth, that's her. It's your funeral" Sandy joked.

Seth got up; face paling, to answer the door. He came back after a few seconds.

"Umm… it's someone for you Ryan," he said, uncertainly.

Ryan walked to the door. A small girl, aged nine, blonde hair, blue eyes stood at the door. She looked badly beaten up.

"You Ryan Atwood?" she gasped.

"I am, umm... Kid, can I help you?"

"Yeah. I'm Jessica," she staggered a bit, "Jessica Atwood." With that, she just collapsed to the floor.

Ryan, shocked, bent down and scooped the girl up anyway, her head hanging limply over his arms.

"SANDY"" he shouted to the kitchen.

The Cohen's all ran into the hall. Sandy took Jessica out of Ryan's arms.

"Man, she looks like you. Who is she?"

"She-she-just fell! At the door! She said- she said she needed help!" Ryan stuttered quietly.

Sandy laid the girl on the sofa.

"What? Do you know who she is?" he asked.

Ryan took a deep breath, not wanting to look into anyone's eyes, so keeping his watch on the shining vase in the background. "She said… she said her name… she said she was Jessica Atwood."

Silence.

As Ryan looked down at Jessica's face, the Cohen's all exchanged looks. Seth looked at Jessica and back up at Ryan.

"She's like a mix of you, same button nose, Trey, it's the eyes, your mom's hair and your dad's build," he said.

"Seth, you've never seen my dad."

"Yes, well, by the few words and phrases you've described him; I think I know him pretty well."

"Sandy, we need to get her into another room, maybe change her clothes. She definitely needs ice for her head. She took quite a fall," Kirsten said, putting on her most caring, motherly voice.

"Mom, all those cuts and bruises were there before she even fell, I saw her!" Seth pointed out.

"Well we'll get her moved anyway. Now for school, explain to your teachers a major family crisis-"

"That's true-"

"Tell them Sandy's on his cell if the don't believe you."

"Oh, you really want Miss Dawson to phone you, dad, you really love that black dress she wears on parent night," Seth grinned to Sandy.

"Seth so do you, and I'll tell Summer you love the Dawson, she'll give you her O.Slap," Ryan said as he tugged at Seth.

"Fine, okay."

The boys walked out, leaving Sandy and Kirsten to take care of Jessica.