Disclaimer: I don't own OC, although I do live there. I don't Caitie either who's from In A Heartbeat.

Author's Notes: I hope this story is better than my last. It takes place after The Goodbye Girl, but I haven't actually seen the episode (could I help it that Kingdom Hospital premiered at the same time?), so beware. Can't think of anything else I want to tell you, so on with the story. Enjoy J

Flying Home

Chapter 1

Summer Roberts stood on the edge of the Cohen's backyard pool, "Is there anyone else home?" A clean-cut angry voice growled in her ear.

"No," Summer lied resolutely. There was no way she was going to let him get Chino, too. She owed Cohen that much.

She missed him already. It was hard to believe that less than an hour before she had been nestled in his arms as they lay together on his blue sheeted bed just watching TV. Everything had been prefect. And now-

She couldn't think about what he was like now without breaking down and she wasn't breaking down now. There was no way in hell that she was going to let her boyfriend's killer see her cry. She had to stay strong for those who no longer could. For Seth. For Caitie. She stood up straighter, straining against the killer opposing grip.

"Do you love me?" The killer asked in her ear again, however this time with a less apparent anger. Summer never had the chance to answer him. Within in nanoseconds he had pressed the metal nuzzle of his gun into her spine and pulled the trigger.

Her violated body reverberated with the force of the speeding bullet and her knees buckled, but the killer's iron grip kept her from falling into the inviting water just below her toes.

He raised her up so that he didn't have to bend over to whisper sweet nothings once again in her ear, "Do you know what you are?" He whispered as if he was seconds away from breaking into his best evil genius laugh, "You're mine," With that last lie and creepy smile, he lowered her so that she appeared to kneeling and then let go of her arm. Summer toppled over into the night lighted pool with her face pointed toward the unbelievably clear night sky.

Summer Marina Roberts was happy in her last moments of life. She got to die with the mermaids.