The Way it Was
Disclaimer: The OC and it's characters do not belong to me.
A/N: A new Seth/Summer story! They are my favorite. I hope you enjoy this Please read and review.
Chapter 1
"I was thinking, that we could put that chair over there." Summer stated, smiling at Kirsten before sending Seth a sideways glance to inform him that her statement was more of an order.
"Ryan," Seth called, "You heard the woman." He motioned toward the chair and the corner with his finger.
Ryan sighed and moved the glider in the corner as Summer desired. "You like this here?" he asked her.
"Ummm," Summer thought out loud, placing a finger to her chin, "Kirsten what do you think?"
"I think it looks good here sweetie, that way you can look out the window when your rocking the baby too." Kirsten suggested, sending Ryan a knowing smile to comfort his frustration.
"Yeah," Summer smiled longingly, placing a hand on her expanded stomach. Seth entered the room once again with a small squirrel stuffed animal in hand and placed it gently inside the cradle. He glanced up and noticed both his mother and Summer staring at him with happy, almost tearful smiles on their face.
"Um, hi." He spoke nervously, glancing at Ryan who just shrugged.
Kirsten caught Ryan's eye and motioned for him to follow her out of the room, leaving Seth and Summer alone with one another.
"So," Seth began awkwardly, "Are you okay?"
Summer just smiled and nodded, wiping away her tears. She wobbled over toward him and wrapped her arms around his waist, burying her face in his shirt.
"That was so sweet." She whispered, pulling away to smile up at him.
"What was?" he asked, clearly confused about what he did that made his wife so weepy.
"The squirrel," she sniffled, reaching over to pick it up. "Where did you get this?"
"Oh that," he blushed, "I saw it today at a gift shop and I thought of you and well-her, so I thought I'd pick it up and stuff." He mumbled.
Summer smiled widely, "You are so cute, I love it!" she exclaimed, pulling him down for a quick kiss, "And she'll love it too, I know she will." Summer smiled, taking his hand in her own and placing it over her stomach.
"I can't wait to meet her." Seth whispered, his brown eyes transfixed on her own.
Summer sighed happily, "I know me too, I already love her so much, I can't wait to play with her! Ohh and dress her!" Summer squealed.
Seth just laughed and pulled her in for a hug, "Okay we should get back downstairs before my Mom and Ryan start suspecting something." He suggested.
"Ugh Cohen! I'm nine months pregnant and like three-thousand pounds, I'm sure they know we're not having sex." She muttered.
Seth just laughed and gave her backside a slight tap, nudging her out the door. Summer simply huffed and placed the squirrel back in the cradle before waddling out the door. Seth followed suite, turning around to glance at the nursery they have been lovingly putting together for their baby girl.
He felt his insides jump with excitement, "Soon." He whispered to himself, with a giddy smile.
"Cohen! Help me down the stairs!" he heard Summer yell.
"K!" With a final glance he flicked off the light switch and closed the door, then proceeded to aid his very pregnant wife down the endless flight of stairs.
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Seth laughed as his father, yet again, made a fool out of himself in some way or another. He glanced over at Summer who was giggling to herself and he put his arm casually around her shoulders, bringing her closer to him.
These moments were his favorite, when he was surrounded by his family sharing a good laugh and light hearted conversation.
"I'd like to make a toast." Sandy announced, standing from his chair and raising his glass for all others to follow suite. A string of groans echoed throughout the room, as everyone grudgingly lifted their drink from the table.
"I'd like to propose a toast to our family, as it continues to grow with each passing day." Sandy began. Seth felt Summer lean closer to him and squeeze his hand lightly. "Here's to Ryan and Taylor and their upcoming marriage, may they have the happiness they deserve." He spoke, smiling at the couple. "And here's to Seth and Summer, and the newest addition to the Cohen clan, we are eagerly anticipating her arrival." Sandy smiled raising his glass once again.
"Cheers!" could be heard around the table followed by the sounds of glasses clanking.
"Thanks Dad." Seth smiled, standing up to hug his father. Sandy closed his eyes and smiled as his son embraced him. "I love ya kid."
"Thanks Sandy!" Summer called from the seat she refused to vacate. Sandy laughed and walked around the table to embrace his daughter in-law.
Summer sighed happily and smiled at her family surrounding her. She was sandwiched in-between the two most important men in her life, her father on the left and her husband on the right., she could not remember a time when she felt more loved, or more happiness.
"You know this could very well be the last dinner we have in a long time where there's not a screaming baby at the table." Summer suggested with a smile. Kirsten glanced at Sandy with a longing smile, "I think that's an adjustment we're okay with." Sandy suggested, taking Kirsten's hand in his.
Summer could no longer contain her excitement and she grabbed Seth's face in her hands and placed a loud, wet kiss on his lips. "I'm so excited!" she whispered gleefully, wrapping both her arms around his left arm.
"So what did the doctor say today?" Taylor questioned, taking a sip of her water.
Ryan looked up with interest, bringing his forkful of chicken to his mouth.
"Well she said the baby's head has dropped, so like its right there basically, I'm already like two centimeters dilated. Oh! My mucus plug fell out today!"
Ryan dropped his fork onto his plate, and quickly stood from the table, mumbling something about vomit.
"Summer!" Seth scolded, glancing at his family apologetically.
"Oh stop Cohen, it's totally natural, and totally GROSS if I might add!" the adults laughed at Summer's exclamation. "I didn't even know what it was at first, I just saw this gross thing in the toilet, then I yelled for Cohen and-"
"SUMMER!" Seth shrieked, "People are eating! Stop!"
"You know what Cohen!" she began, throwing her napkin on the table to emphasize her anger.
Luckily for Seth, Neil interrupted her before she let loose her rage. "Sweetie, Seth is right, that might just be a little too much for some people to stomach, especially at the dinner table." He reasoned gently with a smile.
Summer's eyes widened and then began to water. Ryan walked back into the room, noticed her currents state, and turned on his heel directly back out the door he came in.
"Well fine!" Summer sniffled, pushing her chair back from the table, "She asked!" she managed to rise from her seat with a slight struggle and stomp as best she could out of the room, her sobs echoing throughout the halls.
The room was silenced and Seth once again, looked around with embarrassment. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to-" he looked at Doctor Roberts nervously, after all these years the man still terrified him.
"Sweetie," Kirsten smiled, "You didn't really say anything, and she's nine months pregnant her emotions are running wild, just go talk to her."
Seth nodded and quickly walked off in search of his wife.
The adults sighed and tried to contain their laughter. "I love them, and I'm so excited for this baby, but this is nothing compared to the irrational outbursts of emotion we will encounter once she arrives." Neil laughed, shaking his head slightly.
"You said it," Sandy smiled. "Between Seth being so naïve and Summer's rage blackouts it's not going to be pretty."
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"Summer…" Seth called, he was now upstairs, outside of his old bedroom, and he could clearly hear her sobs from the other end of the door. He was just wondering to himself how she's managed to get herself up the stairs, and quickly too.
"Sum I can hear you in there." He smiled.
"You! Go away!" she yelled through her cries.
"Okay I won't come in, but I'm not leaving either, so I'll just be right outside this door when you need me. Okay?"
He got no response, and he waited, for what seemed like an hour and listened as her cries died down.
"Seth?" he heard her call, in a voice much calmer than before.
"Yea Sum?"
"I need help."
Seth immediately let himself in the room, a feeling of fear overcame him at the sound of her proclamation.
"What's the matter?" he demanded.
She was awkwardly sprawled out on his bed, staring at him pathetically. "I can't get up."
Seth sighed and plopped down beside her. "Jesus Summer you scared the shit out of me." He muttered, running a hand through his hair.
"Sorry." She whispered.
They sat there in silence for a few minutes before Summer spoke again.
"I'm sorry."
"I know."
"No-I'm sorry about before."
Seth turned around and smiled at her, "It's okay I'm not mad, just worried." He turned his body to lie beside her in the bed, helping her roll onto her side to face him.
"I love you Seth." She smiled, as her hand played with the hem on his sweater.
"Mmm." Seth smiled, scooting closer and wrapping his arm around her waist, "I love you too. Soooo much!" he added, tickling her neck with loud kisses.
"Seth!" she giggled, trying her push him away. "Stop!" she laughed. "No seriously, stop!"
Seth pulled away and noticed Summer wincing in pain. "You okay?" he asked, suddenly back into nervous mode.
"Mmm, yea." She sighed, rubbing circles over her belly. "You made her mad!" she giggled, snuggling closer to him.
Seth placed a hand on her stomach and wrapped her tight in his arms, placing a small kiss on her forehead. He watched as she drifted off to sleep and as he pulled her closer to him, feeling his eyes drooping as well.
"Seth?" Summer poked him in the chest just a few minutes later.
"Hm?"
"I have to pee." She announced rather loudly, shifting uncomfortably. Seth let out a chuckle but helped her up, smiling as she waddled to the bathroom as quickly as she was able.
Laying back down he smiled to himself, staring up at the ceiling. If someone asked him when he was fifteen and laying in that exact same position if this would be his life, happily married to Summer Roberts with a child due any day he would have laughed, rolled over, and flipped the bird to the offending perpetrator who had the audacity to tease him with such a preposterous suggestion. But lucky for him this was his life, and it was getting better with each passing day.
