Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters in this story, or locations, or anything really. The only OC related items I own are the box sets.
A/N: Hi everyone. This is my first ever fanfic, of the OC or any other show. I have no idea how it's turning out so reviews would be greatly appreciated. The title of the fic is taken from a song by Chantal Kreviazuk and the chapter title is a Ben Harper song.
So this story is about Summer and Seth, who have been married for three years. They have just discovered they are expecting a baby. When Seth gets transfered to New York, can their relationship handle the pressure? And of course, being Seth and Summer, a lot of things happen that have them questioning their solid relationship, both in and out of their control.
CHAPTER 1: WAITING FOR YOU
Summer knew she was being selfish. It wasn't Seth's fault he had to go on a business trip. She knew that he needed to do it to further the big-shot law career he was creating for himself. She knew that one month in the grand scheme of things really wasn't too bad. Missing her husband like mad for one month but then having him happy and successful for the rest of their lives was a small price to pay. She just wished it wasn't so long. One month was way too long to be away from your husband.
And he was coming back tomorrow, she got that too, but at that moment she was angry with him because he was missing their anniversary.
And three years was a really long time to be married. And they'd been going out for way longer than three years, so it was a pretty important day, and Seth was missing it.
So, here was how she was spending her anniversary:
Alone; sitting on their plush, expensive sofa, watching reruns of Grey's Anatomy and eating Ben and Jerry's. Wearing her least flattering sweats and crying because Denny just died – again. She should be wearing a low-cut, revealing (but not slutty) dress and be eating a romantic dinner that he had spent all day preparing for her. It should have been passionate and romantic beyond belief, but instead it was downright depressing. What kind of 26 year old woman sits around moping on their anniversary?
She knew what her problem was as well. She was pregnant; hormonal and alone. She hadn't told Seth the news because she wanted to tell him in person. She couldn't even tell anyone before Seth, so she was holding in the happiest secret of her life, and was ready to burst.
They'd been trying almost a year. When it feels right, just do it, they always said. And they knew twenty five was pretty young to start trying for a family, but they knew nothing bad would happen between them anytime soon, and they were so ready to have a mini Cohen running around. Summer couldn't wait to see what Seth was going to be like when they had a baby in the house. Probably completely out of his comfort zone but loving every minute, was Summer's s guess.
So Summer was sitting alone, consuming the entire tub of ice-cream, while her husband jet-setted around the world. And she hated it.
Summer woke up several hours later. She had fallen asleep with the ice-cream in her lap and it had gone everywhere. Lucky she had almost eaten the whole thing, so it wasn't too bad. God, she was already getting so fat! She knew her body would change with pregnancy but it already felt as if she weighed a thousand pounds. She hoped Seth wouldn't be turned off. She was only 3 months pregnant and already the size of a whale. Or so it seemed.
She quickly cleaned up the mess she created and tried to tidy up a little bit. She needed Seth at home because without him she didn't really care how messy it got. There was make-up and dirty clothes thrown everywhere and the kitchen was disgusting. At least she knew Seth wouldn't mind because the only thing he would be worried about was catching up. In more ways than one.
She left for the airport in a hurry; she knew that the last thing she wanted was Seth to arrive at the gates and realise she'd forgotten him. She got to the airport with an hour to spare, so she got a People Magazine and read about the stars of the Valley in rehab and jail. Celebrities these days, she thought, what a waste of fame.
She was at the gate with thirty minutes to spare, but was convinced that if she went away for a second, it would be the second that Seth walked through the gates. So she stayed put.
Obsessively looking at the arrivals board, she noticed at exactly 16:21 the "arrived" sign flashed on for the United 54 flight from JFK airport. That was Seth's plane! A bit of a crowd had now gathered at the terminal; she supposed they were waiting for their loved ones too, but none were quite as keen as Summer, who was the first one there.
People started streaming through the doors. She was convinced Seth would be the first person out, but when the first ten people came through and Seth wasn't one of them, she was getting anxious. Then she saw him.
As soon as Seth's plane landed, he jumped up to get to the front of the line. Unfortunately for him, he was just behind a group of kids who kept holding up the line as they ran back to look for yet another toy or computer game.
He pushed in front of a very angry looking older couple, but didn't care how rude he was being because he was just so excited. He hadn't seen Summer – his Summer – in over a month. Sure, they'd talked every day – for hours – but it just wasn't the same. He needed to hold her close, smell her shampoo and see her beautiful face close up.
He finally got to the gates, and immediately saw Summer, standing away from the rest of the crowd. She was wearing a black dress that flowed out beneath her waist, layered with chunky blue jewellery. She looked awesome. He knew she probably planned her outfit for hours preparing for this moment. It was important for both of them.
Summer knew she shouldn't be acting like this. She was 26; she should be mature and wait patiently for Seth to come over before giving him a quick kiss. But she just couldn't. The second she saw him all maturity was lost and she ran towards him. She flung herself into his arms and wrapped her arms around his neck. Luckily, Seth more or less expected this, and wrapped his arms around her waist to steady her. He breathed in the fruity scent of her shampoo and kissed her head before she looked up and their eyes met.
"Cohen, I missed you so much."
"Me too, baby. I can't believe I survived a month without you."
"Don't ever do it again. I don't think I could handle it."
"I know. I won't.
"Seriously though, if you try it on again, I will kill you."
Then she kissed him. It was the most desperate, passion filled kiss they'd ever had. It even topped their wedding day, because on that day they'd seen each other the night before, and had not had to wait a whole month before laying eyes on each other.
Summer imagined their display was attracting quite a crowd, but she didn't care. She was just so glad that Seth was back. When their kiss ended, Seth slung his arm around Summer's shoulder and they went off to the baggage claim, not moving further than an inch away from each other the entire time.
Somehow they made it to the car before kissing again, but weren't so patient in the car. Every traffic light they stopped at they were at it again. Being away from each other for a whole month tends to do that to people.
"So Cohen, what do you want to do tonight, should we go to the Arches or the Yacht Club for dinner?"
"Actually, I was thinking there was something we could do back at home."
"Oh yeah, there's a load of washing and the kitchen needs some serious work."
"That wasn't exactly what I was thinking of."
"I know," said Summer with a smirk, and began stroking Seth's leg, sending shivers down his spine. He had just missed her so much.
She didn't know how they made it through the front door. Their neighbours, a random old couple with a few million dollars to spare, gave them hugely disapproving looks as they stopped halfway up their driveway for a little make-out session.
When they were safely inside, Summer said,
"Oh my god, did you see the look on Beverly's face? She must totally hate us."
"You might not believe this, but Beverly and Richard aren't foremost on my mind."
Then he threw her up against the wall, and she wrapped her legs around his waist as he supported her weight while never letting his lips leave hers. His hands were running up her smooth legs, lifting her dress up to her waist so it wasn't an obstacle. She made a gesture to move towards the bedroom, which was upstairs, so Seth readjusted his arms so he was in a perfect position to carry her up the windy staircase. Several times on the trip upstairs, they nearly fell over as they were trying to kiss at the same time, but finally made it up in one piece.
"Oh, I almost forgot," said Seth, tearing away from Summer for an instant. "Happy Anniversary!"
As they closed the door to their master bedroom, Summer shrieked as Seth threw her on the bed and climbed on top of her.
"Now this was more along the lines of what I was thinking."
It was definitely going to be a night to remember.
A/N: I don't know whether to continue this story or not, so please review and tell me what you think. Happy Christmas.
