Seth was confused. Where was the yelling? Where was the screaming? Where was the rage? He stared at the door. He hadn't prepared for this. He wasn't expecting to walk away from this without at least a black eye. Now, watching as Summer got into her car and drove away, he found that this reaction was almost worse than the rage.

It was only later that he looked back and realized the mistake that he made at this very moment…

He should have gone after her.

Summer drove not really knowing or caring where she ended up. She didn't permit herself to think, only concentrated on driving. Somehow, sooner or later she ended up in front of the Cohen's house. Without understanding what she was doing, she walked up to the door. It was locked. 'Maybe,' She thought, 'I should take a tip from Cohen.' She looked up at the second story window that she knew led to Seth's room. Going around back, she found a latter. She leaned it against the front of the house, the top resting next to his window ledge, and began to climb. Once she reached his window, she grabbed onto the ledge. A careless kick on her part, and the latter clattered to the driveway below, leaving her dangling awkwardly from the ledge.

'Crap,' She thought, 'Of course this would happen'.

As she was trying to figure out exactly how to get down, she heard a noise from below her. She looked down and saw Ryan Atwood, Seth's adopted brother standing about a foot under her dangling feet.

"Um, Summer…" He said. She could tell he was suppressing a laugh.

"What? She snapped.

"Need some help?" She looked around her, desperately trying to find a way to get down on her own to maintain a shred of dignity, but finding none she sighed in surrender.

"Yeah, I do," She said reluctantly.

"Um, okay. Here, um, can you just, er…. Well let go of the ledge."

"Excuse me?"

"Let go, I'll catch you."

'So much for dignity,' Summer thought, but she let go. Ryan caught her as gracefully as he could, which ended up being not so graceful, and set her down on solid ground. She dusted herself of and smiled, embarrassed, up at him.

"What do you say we don't talk about this ever again?" She asked him hopefully.

"Talk about what?" He said smiling at her. She laughed.

"But" He said, "If I can ask, what were you doing?"

Summer didn't know how to answer that, so all she said was,

"Seth came back."

Summer watched his face carefully. At first when she said it her looked surprised. Then the anger set in.

"Well," He said darkly, "This should be interesting."

He got that right.