Bittersweet Homecoming


Disclaimer: The OC is not of my possessions.

A/N: Hey everyone, I just got off from terrific feedback on my now finished other story. This is might be a bit confusing at first, but I want the details to be a bit blurry to keep you guessing! This takes place in the future and I'm trying not to make this AU, but sometimes I guess, I'm going to make slight corrections to the plot or elaborate to further my story. Well, please review and tell me your opinions.


Rendezvous with company


"Seth!" A brunette yelled, at the top of her lungs, "Let's go!" She shifted uncomfortably in her stiletto Prada boots. For the price of 1200 dollars, you would think that the shoes would have some level of comfort, but they were boots after all. The brunette sighed. The wonders you would do for the sake of fashion. She really wanted to sit down, but she feared she would ruin her silk black geisha robe. She tapped her foot impatiently. Finally, unable to stand it, she yelled again, "Seth, where the hell are you? We have to meet Anna in about 10 minutes."

She heard an exasperated sigh and clomping footsteps down their curving staircase. Seth came down, quite awkwardly, holding a sleeping baby in a carrier. He stepped off the last stair and approached the brunette. "Jeez, Samantha, are you trying to wake the baby?" Seth asked, irritated, cocking his head to the sleeping child.

Samantha rolled her eyes and sighed pulling Seth by his dress jacket. It was black and Seth wore another black shirt under it. "You look great." She complimented.

Seth smiled, "You too." He gave her a peck on the cheek. They headed out to the door to their shiny silver BMW SUV, loaded the baby seat, then drove off to The LightHouse.


Anna stood up to greet the arriving couple. "You guys are late." She commented before embracing Samantha. "Sammie, you look fabulous. Sample-sale?"

They both broke into laughter at Anna's joke.

Seth had finished settling in the baby when he stood up to give Anna an upper-class hello--a peck in the area of each cheek.

Finally, Anna went on to her last victim, the innocent child. "Why hello, Savannah Zoe Cohen." She cooed. She sweetly raffled the girl's curly brown hair, even though only eight months, was a fair mass. In return, Savannah whimpered and wailed a piercing cry.

Anna, seemed a bit taken back by the reaction. A little shocked, she helplessly glanced at Seth. Seth immediately quieted her down and Anna sat back in the blue booth, across from Samantha. The table was silent. "So, bestest friend, what's up in your life?"

Samantha sighed. "Not much. And I'm tired." She glanced mean fully towards the baby.

Anna nodded, sympathetic.

Seth didn't miss any of this. "My daughter is a baby, what would you expect from an eight month?"

Samantha stuttered, "Um, I don't know."

'How about, I want to get married to you so I slave over this baby?' Anna thought to herself over what Samantha was thinking.

Seth's face waited for an answer.

Luckily, Jimmy stopped by. "Hey kiddos! Long time no see. . ." He saw the tiny baby waving her fists happily in the air as she saw Jimmy. "Wow, you've grown!" He exclaimed while picking the baby up.

Samantha rolled her eyes. "You saw Sav last week."

Jimmy pouted. Hailey was pregnant and was due in three months. And Jimmy couldn't be more impatient. "So I can't wait for my own."

Seth pointed out his error, "You already have two kids."

Jimmy, "Yea, but they had their mother's genes. Seriously, Caitlin asked for a pony every few months after she ditched one after another." Jimmy was really weirded out by how Caitlin turned out to be so much like her mother. He looked at his watch. "Got to go. Later." He carefully placed Savannah back in the carrier and walked away, waving back.

There was no point in the three of them waving back since Jimmy's head was focused towards the door, the other direction.

The food hadn't arrived, and Anna had to go to the bathroom. "Sammie, le W.C.?" She motioned towards the restrooms at the back of the restaurant.

"Oui, je vien." Sammie sighed. Anna always needed her when she went the bathroom. And she suspected that it had nothing to actually do with bladder urges, just private Anna, Sam talk.


Seth was left alone. He fiddled with the dark blue linen table cloth. Today was Summer's birthday. He missed her a lot. Mournfully, he looked at Sav. Sav looked so much like her mother.

Seth remembered the last birthday he had spent with Summer. It was her 17th birthday and they had a small gathering. Ryan, Marissa, Summer, and him had all settled in on the Summer Breeze and sailed around, eating dinner, watching the sunset, and just laughing and joking. He had given her a promise ring. Seth spent all of his savings on it. It had a tiny platinum band with a two-caret ruby. Inside he engraved their initials, SC and SR.

Seth looked down at his own hand. On his finger, he had a similar band, but it was slightly thicker. Summer had given it to him on Father's Day in return for her own ring. He rubbed it, knowing that inside, Summer and Cohen was engraved. He smiled thinking that if you didn't see closely, you couldn't see the line between their two names and it just looked like Summer Cohen. Seth smiled at the thought of having Summer as his wife. But his thoughts quickly drifted when he realized that she was out there in an unknown location.


Anna leaned against the granite wall in the bathroom while watching Samantha carefully putting on pink lipgloss.

Samantha touched up on her minimal makeup. She had an all-natural look, and finished putting a bit of brown mascara on. She impatiently jammed the brush back in to the small bottle. Then she whipped around. "I'm so tired of taking care of the baby." She snapped.

Anna gaped. "Why? She's a total sweetheart and she's probably the cutest baby I've ever seen."

"But, she doesn't look like me." Samantha bitterly said.

"Well, maybe because she isn't your baby." Anna retorted. She wondered how she could deal with Samantha's bitchy- I-want-everything- attitude.

Samantha practiced in the mirror giving her fake-smile. But, frustrated, she turned one of them into a frown. "Look, I love Sav, but seriously, it's so hard taking care of a baby that isn't yours. She's so perfect and charming, but she isn't my kid. I really want something like that, but Sav is one of those perfect babies that are just so rare these days. I love Seth, just I hope he's going to propose some day. I've been with him through this whole ordeal."

Anna felt a twinge of jealousy. She still loved Seth, and being around him so much just confirmed it. But, Sam was her best friend. The most loyal. Sam was so mature. Only 18, she had the maturity of a 25 year old. And Seth was like that too, having a baby made him grow up. Sam and Seth, Seth and Sam, it was just too perfect. They were the perfect couple. But, Anna always had a surge of happiness when it came to Savannah. Sam wasn't her mother.

"He'll come around." Anna finally answered.

Sam humphed and turned back to the mirror.

Anna smiled knowingly that Seth wasn't going to do that anytime soon.


Summer packed her Louis Vuitton suitcase. The year at NYU was done and she was heading home. She snapped her suitcase shut. Summer Roberts was heading back to Newport, back to Seth Cohen.


A/N: Review. Any thoughts, comments, and/or ideas would be appreciated!