Disclaimer: I don't own the characters of the O.C. And the lyrics in the beginning are from the song Lonely World by Bryan Greenberg.

A/N- Just wanted to say thank you so much to everyone who reviewed the first chapter, that made me really happy. :) Oh, and thanks to my friend Meg for reading this over for me. And just like last chapter, flashbacks are in italics.


He don't say much when there ain't much to say
She waits for his reponse
She waits all day

Seth awoke the next morning early, way earlier than he ever would have gotten up on a Sunday, his one day off, especially considering he had been out so late and had more drinks the night before than he had really intended on ever having. He wanted to continue sleeping but he knew that Emma was probably going to come in the room soon so they could make her breakfast. He turned to give Summer a kiss and was shocked to see that she wasn't there. He sat and stared at the spot for a moment, trying to figure out where she was. He got out of bed and started to search the whole room for her, which he knew was ridiculous.

After the search of their bedroom, he moved on to the rest of the house. He looked in the bathroom and both of the guest bedrooms and Summer was in neither. The only room he had left to look in was Emma's, though he couldn't imagine Summer being in there, unless Emma was sick. He decided it couldn't hurt to look, so he opened the door and much to his surprise found Summer sleeping soundly in the bed, Emma nowhere to be found.

"Summer?" Seth walked over, gently waking her up.

Summer slowly opened her eyes and Seth's confused face was the first thing she saw. "Seth? What are you doing in here?"

"I was about to ask you the same thing. I was also wondering, where the hell is Emma?"

Summer stared at him, trying to figure out if he was kidding with her. After seeing his truly confused face, she realized that he had forgotten their whole conversation from the night before. He didn't remember a damn thing about their conversation. He still didn't know that it was their anniversary the day before.

"Summer? Where's our kid?"

Summer hesitated. This was a conversation she had already had, she didn't really want it to happen again. In a split second she decided just to not tell Seth again and let him figure it out for himself. "She spent the night with Ryan and Taylor."

"Why'd she do that?" Seth was confused. Emma usually hated spending the night away from her parents, only when her parents made her did she actually go and usually not happily.

"She...uh, wanted to spend the night with Josh and Molly," Summer responded. Josh was Ryan and Taylor's son, who was a year younger than Emma and Molly was their daughter who was a year old. They were always playing together, so Summer thought it was a safe idea giving that as an excuse.

"Oh," Seth paused. He was about to let it go, but then he wanted to know why she was sleeping in Emma's room. "So why are you sleeping in here?"

"I just missed Emma. You know, she's usually home and it was weird for me. So I...I just decided to sleep in here," Summer replied, surprised that she was actually able to come up with a lie so quickly.

Seth nodded, seeming to accept this answer. "Do you want to go back to sleep then? I'm sorry, I didn't mean to wake you up."

"No, I was going to get up soon anyways. I'll just go and make breakfast." She got out of the bed, leaving the room and Seth behind.


Seth was just a little confused at the moment. Summer had barely talked to him all day. He couldn't figure it out. They were alone, which really didn't happen too often considering their kid's tendency to be afraid to spend the night away from her parents, and she wouldn't even talk to him more than asking him if he was done with the Arts and Leisure section of the newspaper. Really, this was not what he had in mind when he heard that Emma was at Ryan and Taylor's until noon.

That was another thing. Emma had been gone the whole night and yet Summer had spent the night away from him. Something was seriously not adding up and he still couldn't figure it out. Why she spent the night away from him, when they definitely should have been spending the night together was beyond him.

"Hey Sum?" Seth looked at her over the newspaper he was reading.

"Yea," Summer didn't look at him just kept reading her newspaper, which Seth took notice of immediately. She had always given him her full attention and now, she was barely looking at him.

"Are you okay?"

"I'm perfectly fine."

Seth continued looking at her, really unsure of what to do next. He knew something was bugging her but he wasn't sure why she wasn't saying a thing. After a few minutes of him staring at her, she looked over at him, sensing his gaze on her.

"Do you want something Seth?"

"No," Seth replied, averting his gaze. His eyes fell on the clock, which read 11:45. "Uh, Summer, aren't we supposed to go and pick Emma up?"

"Oh. Yea. Do you think you could go and get her? I have some things I want to get some cleaning done."

"Sure." Seth stood and went over to kiss Summer goodbye, as was their custom, but she was already gone from the room.


On the fifteen minute drive to Ryan and Taylor's house, Seth thought over and over in his head of what could be wrong with Summer. It had to be something to do with him, because she was acting cold to him. She had been acting like that for the past few days, but he really hadn't paid it any mind until right now, as it was becoming more and more prominent to him. Before it was just that she was distant, but she would always come back from that and be his normal Summer. The Summer he had experienced this morning was anything but normal to him.

This was way to stressful to him. Figuring girls out. God, they should really come with a manual. He thought that he was able to figure her out more these days considering they had been together since┘forever. He thought it would have gotten easier. He was so wrong. It just kept getting harder and harder to figure her out.

He sighed as he pulled into Ryan and Taylor's driveway. He went to the front door and knocked, waiting for a response. He got none, which worried him for a minute until he heard Josh's screaming from the other side of the door. He smirked to himself as he heard the commotion going on inside, now hearing Molly yelling in her nonsense baby talk. Ryan and Taylor had got the kids who were loud and never really shut up, while Seth and Summer had gotten Emma, who was unusually quiet at times. It was something that still mystified them.

After a minute Ryan opened the door, looking annoyed and holding Molly in his arms.

Seth cautiously stepped into the house, not really too sure what to expect. "Where's Emma?"

"Good question."

"You lost my daughter?"

"I didn't lose her. She's probably hiding," Ryan replied.

Suddenly they heard Josh's screaming again and saw him darting into the living room, followed closely by Taylor. Josh was running around not wearing any clothes with his hair and parts of his face covered in mud. They soon saw Emma trailing slowly after the two, holding a towel and a bar of soap in her hand, looking slightly confused and frightened.

When Seth saw Emma, his face lit up with a smile. Everyone said that she looked exactly like him and his family always told him that she acted like him too. She had curly dark brown hair and brown eyes. Even though, Seth still insisted that she had Summer's smile, a smile that always made him smile when he saw Emma and Summer.

"Daddy!" Emma dropped what she was holding and ran to her father.

"Hey, Em," he picked her up in his arms and held her in his arms, mostly because she was holding on to him for dear life.

"Hi Uncle Seth!" Josh stopped his running, which allowed Taylor to grab him.

"I've got him," Taylor said triumphantly. "Okay bud it's time for a bath now."

"NO!" Josh screamed, but Taylor continued walking him to the bathroom.

"What the heck are you showing my kid, letting Josh run around naked?" Seth asked.

"It's not my fault that he's decided to refuse to bathe," Ryan chuckled as he heard splashes and Taylor's screeches in the background coming from the bathroom. "Well, at least this time we were able to keep him in the house."

"Yea, that's always a good thing," Seth agreed, looking down at Emma, secretly thanking her for being such a good kid.

"So what did you and Summer do for your anniversary last night?"

"Our what now?" Seth looked up at her. Their anniversary wasn't for another month...

Or was it? Seth thought about it for a minute and then he realized. He had forgot their anniversary. He couldn't believe it, he had finally done what probably every other husband had done, he had forgotten their anniversary. He had vowed when they had gotten married, it would never happen. He let it. No wonder Summer was so mad at him.

"Did you forget your anniversary?" Ryan asked.

"Shit," Seth muttered, ignoring the rule that Summer usually had him live by about swearing when he was around Emma.

"I'll take that as a yes."

"Well, it looks like I have some groveling to do. Emma, do you want to go shopping for a little while before we go home?"

Emma looked up at him, with a somewhat pained expression on her face. Seth almost laughed, then remembered the dilemma at hand. "Em, I promise I will buy you anything."

"Okay." This perked the little girl up almost immediately. "Can I get a pony?"

"Sure, as long as its plastic," Seth replied. "Well bye Ryan, I'll see you later...that is if my wife doesn't kill me and bury my body in the backyard and then later tell everyone that I was abducted and puts on an act about being the poor widowed wife. Oh, and then it turns out I wasn't dead at all, I went into hiding and instead she went so crazy she killed one of my friends instead. Things aren't looking to bright for you Ryan. It was nice knowing you."

"You need to watch less movies."

"Will do." Seth yelled a goodbye to Taylor and Josh, then ran out of the house. He had some major work to do.


Summer threw down the pile of laundry she was folding onto the bed violently. Seth wasn't home and he had gone to pick up Emma over an hour ago. He apparently even had problems just picking their daughter up from a house fifteen minutes away from their own.

She sat down on the bed and picked up a framed picture from her bedside table. It held a picture of Seth and Emma last year on a day they spent at the beach. It was such an adorable picture, one that Summer loved. She loved how much Emma resembled Seth. Seth had always told her when she was pregnant that he wanted all of their kids to look like her. She, though never having expressed this to Seth, had always wished their kids would look like him. The thought of mini-Seth Cohen's running had always been an idea that delighted her.

Now, at that moment, she wasn't so sure about that. She hoped that the whole trait of breaking promises wasn't something that was hereditary. If it was, she hoped that it had skipped over Emma and that she wasn't going to give birth to one with that trait. No one should have to go through broken and forgotten promises.

Summer carefully placed the picture back on the bedside table, then picked up the one that was next to it. It was a picture of the day that Emma was born, with Summer holding her and Seth sitting on the bed beside her. She remembered that moment perfectly.


Summer was lying in a hospital bed, holding her newborn baby in her arms. She couldn't believe that she was a mother. She had so much time to prepare for that and she still couldn't believe it. Still, it didn't matter that she couldn't believe it, because it was something she was so happy and excited about. Her and Seth were parents. This was something she had always wanted and had only wanted to happen with him.

Seth looked at the baby that Summer was holding in her arms. She was their baby. He wasn't sure how he felt about that because sometimes he still felt like a little kid himself. Then he looked at the look of happiness and excitement on Summer's face and he felt himself growing more excited. This was something new for them, something that was going to be good. Years later, he still couldn't believe he had finally gotten Summer Roberts, and this definitely made him think back to the days when he was in love with her without her actually knowing who he was. He was secretly hoping that their daughter would find a guy to love her like he loved Summer and she was able to have a love like the two did.

Neither could take their eyes off of their beautiful little girl. She was so mesmerizing to both of them. Finally Seth tore his eyes away from her and looked at Summer. He opened his mouth to say something except at that moment there was a knock on the door. Sandy and Kirsten came in the room, both smiling brightly at the couple.

"Let me see my granddaughter," Kirsten immediately went over to Summer and started to look at the baby, she getting captured under the adorable baby's spell.

"Congratulations son," Sandy patted his son on the back, happy for both of them.

"So what did you name her?" Kirsten asked.

Summer looked over at Seth. They had never really picked out a name, they just had a few random choices here or there, but nothing that really fit. Now the baby was here and currently nameless.

"Emma Grace," Seth blurted out, casting a glance at Summer. He knew that he and Summer hadn't really discussed a name for her yet, but he just felt that Emma was the name for their daughter. Seth, Summer and Emma. He liked the way that it sounded.

Summer smiled at him. She loved that name and loved it even more since Seth picked it out. It was perfect. "Emma Grace Cohen. It's perfect."

Kirsten and Sandy looked at their son and daughter-in-law and their granddaughter and couldn't help but smile. They looked like the perfect family, the love of the two going to be the envy of many different people. Kirsten took this opportunity to pull her camera out of her purse so she could take pictures.

"Okay, guys, look at me."

Both Seth and Summer turned to smile at the camera. Kirsten started taking multiple pictures of the family. While she was in the middle of doing this, Seth turned and looked at Summer.

"I love you so much Summer,"he whispered quietly in her ear.

"I love you too."

At that moment, Summer felt like she was experiencing the perfect moment. It was a moment that she was always going to remember and never want to change.


Summer placed the picture back. She would give anything at that moment to have that perfect moment back. It was only alive in the picture and she wondered if she was only going to be able to relive her perfect moments through pictures. She sat in deep thought about this for a moment, wondering if things could go back. She wanted to so desperately to go back.
Seth practically ran around the store searching for the perfect thing to give Summer. It had to be ten times better than anything he would have normally given her on their anniversary.

"Emma, did you find anything Mommy would want?" Seth asked, so desperate he was asking a four-year old.

"No," Emma replied in a bored voice. She was trailing next to Seth, clutching desperately onto his hand. He was walking so fast it was difficult for her much smaller legs to keep up.

"Okay, well that's not helping," Seth muttered.

A woman suddenly stepped into his field of vision, which normally would have just really annoyed him, but then he noticed the name tag that she was wearing.

"Is there any way I can help you sir?" the woman asked.

"Yes... Lola, you can actually. I'm looking for an anniversary gift for my wife," Seth replied.

"Oh, when is your anniversary?"

"He forgot!" Emma said, desperately wanting to get into the conversation.

Lola looked at him, her smiling face now replaced with a darken looked. "Well then we're going to have to find a very nice gift if you forgot. May I suggest something from our jewelry department?"

Seth sighed and nodded his head. Hopefully jewelry would be the solution.


Summer continued sitting on the bed after she studied the pictures, not really having anything else to do with herself. She was bored, something that hadn't happened since she had been married. Seth always came up with something, but now...he spent an hour and a half picking up their daughter. She didn't even know anyone besides Taylor that she would even consider talking to, except Taylor was probably busy chasing Josh around the house and taking care of Molly.

As she was thinking about all of this, Seth and Emma snuck inside the house. Seth made a motion to Emma to make sure she was quiet. She giggled quietly, not sure what was going on but she thought it was lots of fun. She was walking quietly, like a mouse, just like her dad told her too. He came up with some really fun games sometimes for them to play, and Emma definitely liked this one a lot.

Seth looked around the room and realized that Summer was downstairs which was a good thing. He quietly put Emma's bags on the floor and continued up the stairs, only pausing a moment to pick up Emma because the way she was walking it was going to take them a year to get up the stairs.

Summer decided that she was going to take a nap, something she had not been able to do since Emma was born. She hadn't slept to much the night before, so it was the perfect opportunity to make up for that.

Seth walked quietly up the stairs and opened up the bedroom door. He saw Summer laying on the bed with her eyes closed and he had to wonder how long she had been asleep. He wanted to know why she was asleep, because Summer really didn't sleep in the middle of the day. She was always on the go. He thought for a minute about maybe surprising her later until Emma made that decision for him.

"Hi Mommy!" the little girl practically jumped out of Seth's arms, so he put her down before he had to make a hospital visit.

Summer's eyes immediately opened when she heard her daughter's voice, all thoughts of a nap forgotten. She saw Emma standing right by the bed, smiling brightly. She looked around the room for Seth, but she didn't see him anywhere.

"Where's Daddy Em?" Summer asked.

Emma just giggled in response. She was doing exactly what her father told her to do, wait with her mom while he went and got what they had bought for her. He told her not to say anything about where he was, so she was going to make sure she didn't. "Daddy bought me a pony."

"A what?"Summer asked, hoping to God that she was talking about a pony that was plastic and not a real one. She wasn't too sure, because when it came to Emma asking Seth for something, he would just melt and buy her anything. Summer had to agree with that though, considering it happened to her just as often.

Emma held up the package that she was holding in her hand, showing off her new toy to her mom. "Her name's Fizzy Pop"

"Huh. Very interesting name," Summer replied. "So where's Daddy again?"

"I dunno," Emma rocked back and forth on her heels, smiling.

Just then Seth came into the room┘or at least Summer thought it was Seth. At that moment, she could only see legs as the majority of his top half was covered by dozens of roses he was carrying in his arms.

"Seth!?"

"Yea, I could use a little help here!" Seth exclaimed as he almost walked into the wall.

Summer went and took two of the bouquets of flowers off the top so he could now completely see. He maneuvered himself to the bed and dropped the rest. "Happy anniversary"

Summer's mouth literally dropped open in surprise. A day after the fact he was bringing her roses? A part of her really wanted to run and kiss him because it was a sweet gesture, but the other more dominant part of her remembered the lonely night she had the night before.

Seth apparently thought she was going to come and hug him as he stood there grinning for a minute. When Summer just stood there, he wasn't going to lie: he was confused. This was not what he was expecting. He decided to give her what else he had gotten her because he knew she would really like that.

"I also got you this," Seth walked over and handed her a velvet box.

Summer looked at him with questioning eyes, then opened it. She gasped as she saw what was inside of it. A beautiful necklace was inside; it had a heart shape at the top and seven diamonds cascading down from the heart.

"Seth..."Summer trailed off. She wasn't sure what she was going to say. She was so confused and unsure of what to do. What she knew they needed to do was talk and that was exactly what she planned to do. "Emma, honey, do you think you could go and play with your new pony? I need to talk to Daddy right now."

"Okay," Emma said cheerfully, being to young to realize what was going on between her parents. She walked away, already playing with the pony as she went.

"Do you not like the necklace?" Seth asked.

"No, Seth, it's just...you forgot our anniversary."

"I know Summer and I feel terrible that I did. It was so stupid of me and I never meant to do that to you. Things have been so hectic at work lately and I was all wrapped up in that."

"Yea, I know," Summer said softly.

"And I'm trying to make it up to you. See, I got six dozen roses, one for each year we've been married."

"Seth, we've only been married for five years," Summer felt her temper rising again. It was one thing to forget, but to forget how many years was another thing entirely.

"Really? Only five," Seth paused for a minute and seemed to be counting in his head. "Shit, Summer, I'm sorry. God, could I have screwed this up anymore?"

"Yea, actually Seth, you already did," Summer said, surprised at what was coming out of her mouth. "I talked to you last night about you forgetting. Did you really think that I missed Emma so much that I needed to sleep in her bed, when I could have been in my own bed with my husband on our anniversary?"

Seth stood, stunned at what she was telling him. He wasn't entirely sure how to approach this one. He had no recollection of her talking to him last night. Maybe he had drunk more than he actually thought he had last night.

Summer stood facing Seth, willing him to say something. She wanted him to say something, anything. Just something for her to really know that he still cared, he still wanted her. He didn't do anything. He stood there, looking directly at her, staring into her eyes, but it didn't mean a thing, at least not to her.

"I'm going to go and make some lunch. Come down whenever you're ready," Summer said softly, walking out of the room. She cast one last glance at her husband then closed the door behind her. She leaned against it, tears falling out of her eyes. She was falling apart.


A/N- Well I certainly ended that chapter on a pleasant note...Thanks again for all the reviews. I'd love to know what you thought of this chapter so please review!