Heyyyyy guys! This idea came into my brain and I want to see where I can go with it, I will still be updating The Way I Really Need You, dont worry, its still my baby!

Ryan and Marissa are married, with a daughter, she never died, but went to Greece, set in future!

Disclaimer: I dont own the OC, wish I did, but I also used to wish I could be in Mary Poppins, dreams dont always happen :P

Let me know your thoughts bad or good, or whether I should carry on

R/R XOXO

Love begins with a smile, grows with a kiss and ends with a teardrop.

Marissa Atwood was startled from her sleep by her daughters cries. She turned over on her side and stretched her arm out, feeling her silk sheets for her husband to go and soothe their crying daughter.

"Ry, you go" However when she felt nothing but coldness and a plainly made bed, it didn't surprise her.

Ryan had stopped being home when she woke up a long time ago, she dragged herself up and walked through to her daughters room in one of Ryan's old wife beaters and a pair of his boxers. She tiredly switched on the light and the minute she saw their eyes met, they both smiled the identical smile the Atwood baby was lucky to inherit.

"Hey Bubba" Marissa said as she lifted her two year old from her crib and moved her onto her hip as she kissed her forehead. The baby girl happily lent her head onto her mothers shoulder as Marissa moved out of her room, grabbing her pink fluffy house coat so she wouldn't be cold.

"Daddy?" The two year old questioned as Marissa carried her. It had become routine, They would wake up just the two of them, eat, just the two of them, they would go out , meet with Summer, go shopping, go to the park, the beach, go to Julies or to see Kirsten and Sophie, Marissa would grudgingly go to yogalates with all of the other Newpsie events that Summer dragged her to, they would come home and Darcey would watch her children's television, whilst Marissa might cry for a while having found something of Ryan's covered in a perfume that was not the Coco Mademoiselle that she wore, she would cook her's and her Daughters dinner and then she would eat alone and bath her daughter, still waiting for him to come home from the office, waiting up for him, as late as midnight and him still not returning, not fully sleeping until he comes home, or if he came home at all it had been known, she would wake up and repeat her day, again alone. She didn't want to believe it, but in what seemed her perfect marriage to Ryan Atwood, she was alone.

She walked down into their kitchen, her small frame wincing from the coldness, she noticed his coffee cup on the side, from where he had been who knows hours ago. Her suspicions had started 5 months ago, he had gone away for a weekend, and when she phoned him to inform him on what would be another thing he would miss out on on Darcey's life, she heard a woman's giggle. Then after it was more noticeable, he would always work late, sometimes he would claim he would 'stay at the office' yet when it would come to washing his clothes, they would smell of second hand smoke, leading Marissa to believe that he hadn't been working the night before.

She had tried to fool herself, that ut was just her mind playing tricks on her, and when she had expressed her feelings to Summer and her Mom, they would play Ryan's behaviour to stress at work, and whenever all of their families were together, Ryan and Marissa looked as happy as they had ever been. But they were not there when the doors were closed, and there was no one to impress, he was cold and a shell of his former self, who really only made an effort for his daughter and for his work he hadn't told her he loved her in months, hadn't kissed her in the same amount of time and she didn't remember the last time they had sex. It was an achievement for his to inherit the Newport Group from Sandy after college, and their arguments really revolve around him not being around, and with him retaliating, 'someone has to earn the money if all the other does is spend it', it also didn't help that he was spending time with his secretary, Lauren, young, gorgeous, still thin because she hasn't had his baby, Lauren. She was just to young and blonde for Marissa to trust.

"Mommy! Want Daddy!!" Darcey moaned as Marissa sat her in her seat and began to put the kettle on.

"Darcey darling, Daddy isn't here" Marissa reasoned with her as she watched her daughters eyes cloud over with tears and she felt herself doing the same thing. She knew Darcey would have tears for about an hour, complaining about wanting Ryan, terrible twos alright.

"Baby, please don't cry" Marissa said shushing her. Darcey shook her head against Marissa shoulder.

"Want Daddy" Darcey wailed to her.

"Baby, I want Daddy too" Marissa said as she let a tear stray down her face.

"Why don't we have some toast and juice, get ready and then go and surprise Daddy at work?" Marissa bargained with her daughter, nodding in getting her own way.

Marissa moved quietly around the kitchen, fixing Darcey her breakfast whilst she happily laughed along with the tv, the toddler tried to speak in full sentences like most children her age, although anyone but her parents do not really understand her secret language. She had piercing blue eyes, and Marissa's features with a short blonde bob that curled under at the ends.

"Darling, come and play upstairs whilst Mommy has a shower" Darcey smiled at her, her former temper tantrum forgotten as she walked slowly in front of Marissa up their staircase. Marissa picked her up and put her in her bedroom, where she walked over to her dresser table and began to brush her hair, her favourite thing to play was hairdressers, and Marissa smiled at the memories of her making Ryan sit on the floor and Darcey trying to clip her bows and clips in his hair.

"Mama play wiv mi" Darcey asked her, Marissa bent down and placed a kiss on her head as she locked the safety gate so Darcey couldn't get out and put the baby speaker in the bathroom with her, she quickly ran a shower and as she stepped in and jumped at the hot water, she was relieved that it was finally able to wash away her tears, after a while, she could hear her name being called and quickly got out to tend to Darcey again. Marissa reached her, a towel wrapped around her diminishing frame and her hair in a turban, to find her daughter had gotten all of the clothes she could reach out of her wardrobe and they were lying all across her floor. Marissa sighed, thinking about more mess she would have to clean up when she got back.

"Baby, Mommy tells you not to go in your closet" Marissa said picking her up against the mess and holding her closely, whilst she bent down to pick her an outfit she could wear.

"Mommy will help you get dressed Darling" Darcey shook her head and crossed her arms over her chest.

"I do it self!" Darcey moaned to her, Marissa nodded and left the room to quickly go and dress herself, although she and Ryan had not been getting on, on today of all days was the day to end it, she really wanted her husband, her Ryan back.

An hour later, Marissa had struggled in getting Darcey in the car, she was at the stage when she had to do everything herself, including getting herself dressed, which was hard for Marissa, being only 26 and having a 2 year old that was that demanding only added to the stresses of her life.

"Darcey, ready to see Daddy" Marissa turned to ask her, Darcey smiled and nodded excitedly, as Marissa got her out and they started the walk to Ryan's office as head of Architecture. Marissa was wearing what suits her best, a denim skirt and Grecian sandals with a long flowy top with her natural, and she had dressed her in all pink, baby Ralph Lauren, like she was every day. It was one of Marissa's favourite pastimes, buying things for her daughter. Marissa walked through the office blocks, and received knowing glances as she walked with the baby on her hip, everyone knowing who she was, and for the males, it was admiring her beauty, still at 26 she was as gorgeous as she ever was.

"Daddy!!!!" Darcey shouted happily in the elevator to Marissa as she balanced both and moved her keys and cell phone into the ever present but slightly bigger chanel. They stopped off at Ryan's floor, and Marissa walked the distance to his office, it had been a while since she had surprised him at work, the last time she did was when she felt Darcey kick for the first time, and she had immediately gotten to the Newport Group, to share the news with him, which back then he had been equally excited. But she had to make things work between them , there were Ryan and Marissa, star crossed lovers, that HAD to be together. She walked to his office and with a confidence vote, opened the door without knocking, seconds after she wished she hadn't.

"Surprise" Her voice dropped from happy to sad as she saw Ryan and his fiance, topless and in a position that didn't look like work. She stood still taking in the scene in front of her, whilst tears stung her eyes and she desperately tried not to let them fall. Ryan immediately moved, as well did 'Lauren' to cover what looked like a double D chest,. Darcey wiggled in Marissa's arms outstretching them to Ryan.

"Daddy!" Darcey exclaimed seeing Ryan walk towards them. His face seemed apologetic, although Marissa knew it was this all along, she just tried to deny it, make it seem like her fault, so she wouldn't lose Ryan.

"Riss I'm sorry, It was-" She shook her head as he stood in front of her. All could be heard was Darcey's excited squeals through the quiet office. Marissa swung her hand to connect fully with his cheek, as she let lose her tears.

"Don't ever come near me again, you son of a bitch!" She said backing away from him, and struggling to hold onto Darcey.

"How could you?" She asked him in disbelief.

"Marissa please--" She shook her head and moved away from him again, much to Darcey's dislike as she started to cry that Ryan wouldn't take her.

"Don't touch me!" She screamed at him as he moved to take their crying child.

" Happy Anniversary Ryan" Ryan stood there and watched his wife run as fast as could towards elevator in tears carrying his daughter, he tried to go after her, and tuck his shirt back in his pants.

"STAY THE HELL AWAY FROM US RYAN!!!!" Ryan gave up as he watched her pick up her pace, he knew he had officially broken them when he saw his daughter look over her shoulder and stick her hands out for him, and as much as he had never wanted to be his father, this time it was inevitable, Ryan Atwood, was a cheater.

R/R

XOXO