Disclaimer: I don't own The OC or the song/lines from For You Blue by The Beatles from the album Let It Be.

A/N-I have the next…like five of these written up, so I decided to just update this. It's kind of another random one, not my best either, but only because I couldn't think of a good idea to go along with this song. And the parts with the lines from the song might seem a little awkward when they're used, just because the phrasing of some of them sound weird. Thanks for the reviews!


For You Blue by The Beatles

Seth was stressed. Actually, stressed was not the correct word to use at the moment.

He was panicked. Totally, completely, 100 panicked.

He looked frantically around the aisle. He did not see the chips that Summer wanted anywhere. He had practically started to tear apart the aisle in hopes that these stupid chips were hiding behind something. Of course they weren't, so he was basically screwed, because, quite frankly, a pregnant Summer who did not get what she wanted was a scary Summer.

Well, a scarier Summer.

She had called him at work, requesting Hickory Smoked Barbeque Lays. He was used to her calling him, asking fro certain items, but never before had he not been able to find what she wanted. That was making him very nervous. There was no way he could go home empty handed, unless he wanted to take the chance of getting physically harmed.

He grabbed a couple different flavors of chips, hoping he was going to be lucky enough that she changed her mind on what she wanted to have.

He picked up the other items that she had asked him to get, then walked quickly to cash everything out. Sandy, Kirsten, Sophie, Ryan, Taylor, and their two sons were coming to dinner to celebrate the twins' birthday and he was pretty sure he was already late.

And of course, he had to pick the line with the little old woman who asked the cashier about ten times what she owed and then had to spend twenty more minutes looking for the exact change. He was ready to pay for the woman himself by the time she finally found the change she wanted.

He finally made it out of the store and was practically speeding to get home. He made it and noted that neither his parents nor Ryan's car was in their driveway yet. He breathed a sigh of relief as he ran into the house with his bags.

Before he was barely through the front door, he was attacked--and not by Summer. It was their twin daughters, Felicity and Ophelia.

"Daddy!" they squealed loudly.

"Hey girls. Let me put these down and then I can give you two the birthday hugs you deserve."

"Our birthday is tomorrow," Ophelia said.

"I know but we're celebrating tonight, so that means you guys get two special birthday hugs."

"But then it won't be as special," Ophelia argued.

"Yes, it will," Felicity replied. "Can I have my hug Daddy?"

"Of course FeeBee," he picked her up in his arms, hugging her and spinning her around.

"Oh me now!" Ophelia exclaimed, anxiously jumping up and down.

Seth raised his eyebrows. "I though you didn't want one."

"That was so five minutes ago Dad."

He laughed at her, then picked her up like he had Felicity. Summer came into the front hallway, watching them for a minute.

"You shouldn't do that, they could hit their heads on something."

"On what? The ceiling? It's not like their six feet tall and I'm lifting them up. I think they're fine."

Summer glared at him in response to what he said. She obviously wasn't pleased with his answer.

"Oops. I meant I won't ever do it again."

She rolled her eyes. "Girls, go get changed into the dresses I laid out for you, like I told you an hour ago. They should be here soon."

"'Kay Mommy,."

"Did you get those chips?" Summer questioned.

"Er…no," he had hesitated, fearful of the response he was going to get.

"Okay." Summer walked into the kitchen, leaving a shocked--and slightly stunned--Seth behind. After a minute, he got over his shock and followed her into the kitchen.

"What do you 'okay'? No threatening me or anything? No tears? Nothing?" She shook her head. "Did I do something else really wrong and am I about to get in major trouble?"

"No I'm just tired."

"Everything's all right?" Seth paused in putting away the groceries to look at her.

"Yea, it was just a long day."

"Busy day at work?"

Summer shrugged. "Not really, they had my 'going away' party like they planned."

Aha. Seth had figured out why she was acting like she was. She had started her maternity leave that day, something he knew was annoying her. She liked working, like having things to do with herself.

"Well, that's a good thing. It means they're going to miss you."

She sighed. "I know, I just…don't really have much to do now. I'm going to be bored."

"Leave it up to you to not be excited about being off from work."

"I wish that he would be born now so I can have something to do."

"Please do not wish that. I'm looking forward to my last month of sleep at night. Plus, the girls have that two week break coming up soon. You want to spend it with them, don't you?"

"Oh that's right. Stay in there baby."

Seth shook his head at her. "What's for dinner?"

"I ordered something. Wasn't really in the mood to cook."

"Understandable. When are they coming?"

"Twenty minutes ago."

"Ah, my family's always good at being punctual."

As he spoke, the doorbell sounded throughout the house. Seth grinned at Summer.

"I'll get it."

"I think Felicity and Ophelia have already beaten you to that one," Summer commented as she saw two flashes of color run down the stairs. "We should think about putting them on the track team when they're older or something."

"Cohens don't do sports," Seth scoffed. He received a look. "Okay, this Cohen doesn't do sports."

"Mainly because you're incapable."

"Thank you Summer."

They walked to the front hallway, where the whole family was standing in one big jumble.

"Mom, Dad, look! They brought us presents!" Ophelia exclaimed.

"They brought Daniel and Alexander too. They didn't have to do that," Ophelia said, wrinkling her nose at her cousins.

"Ophelia Anne Cohen, that was not very nice," Summer scolded.

"Oh well," she shrugged.

"Your food came while we were coming in," Sandy handed the bags to Seth. "Saved the guy a trip."

"Thanks Dad."

Before he could get bombarded by hugs from his mom and younger sister, he walked into the kitchen to set up the table He started taking the food out of the bags, listening to his family's voices carry throughout the house.

Just as he was leaving the kitchen, Summer came into the kitchen. It was pretty obvious to him that she was crying. He stopped her before she could go in the room any further.

"Whoa, what happened?"

"Nothing…just nothing." She wrenched herself from his grasp, going to the table to take over what Seth had started.

Instead of pursuing the problem, he went into the living room where his family had moved to.

"Why was Summer crying and whose fault was it?"

"Ryan's!" Sophie exclaimed,

Ryan looked at him sheepishly. "Sorry, I didn't mean to."

"He was stupid. He made a comment about how much bigger she had gotten since the last time we've seen you," Taylor supplied, glaring at her husband.

"Oh please tell me you're kidding," Seth groaned.

"I'm sorry. I meant it in a good way, meaning that the baby's healthy and all…I'm just going to go apologize now."

"I'll go with him, to make sure he doesn't screw that up too."

Seth shook his head. Ryan better not screw up his apology or it was going to be a long night for everyone.


"Okay, girls, you can open your presents now," Summer said.

"Yes!"

Felicity and Ophelia made a mad dash for their presents. They started tearing the paper off the presents like there was no tomorrow.

"Thanks Grandma and Grandpa and Sophie." The two were beaming at what they had just received. It was partially the same gift every year--a horse of some sort. Every year it was a different horse, whether it a glass figurine or a stuffed animal, but it was always a horse. And of course Felicity and Ophelia knew the story behind the horse gift--it was their favorite bed time story.

They opened the presents from Ryan and Taylor, equally excited about the gifts. Then they turned their looks to their parents expectantly.

"What are you two looking at us for?" Seth questioned.

"Where's our present?" Ophelia questioned.

"This is your present right here," he replied, touching Summer's stomach. "Happy birthday girls. You're getting a new baby brother."

Ophelia rolled her eyes. "That's not a very good present. Babies are yucky."

"Yea," Felicity echoed.

"Hey, babies are good gifts. Don't you think Summer?"

"I think so," Summer agreed.

"No, they aren't!"

"Daddy, Mommy, you didn't get us nothing at all?" Felicity questioned.

"No we did," Seth replied. "We decided that you two get to name your baby brother."

"Really? Awesome!" Felicity exclaimed.

"Can we--"

"No, you cannot name him Poopyhead, Doodyhead, or anything along those lines."

"Oh."

"We're going to help you out but you guys get the final decision."

"Didja get us anything else?" Ophelia asked, frustrated with her parents.

Seth smirked at Summer. "Did we get them anything else, Sum?"

She returned his smirk. "No, no I don't think so."

Both of their mouths dropped open.

"You didn't get us nothing?!" Felicity exclaimed.

"At all?" Ophelia added.

"Actually, maybe there is something…" Seth stood up, Ryan following him.

They returned to the room a few minutes later, both wheeling brand new matching pink bikes into the room, complete with streamers out of the handlebars, a horn, and a basket. Felicity and Ophelia's faces lit up with joy.

"Are these ours?!"

Seth rolled his eyes. "Of course. We were just teasing about the no present thing."

"Can we go ride them now? Please Dad," Ophelia pleaded."It's kind of dark outside," Summer said.

"I'll take you out first thing tomorrow morning," Seth said, liking the way their faces immediately brightened.

"Yay!"

"Are we ready to have cake now?" Summer questioned.

"Yes!" Felicity exclaimed, leading the way to the kitchen, Ophelia on her heels. The rest of the family followed, Seth and Summer lagging behind.

"So the bikes were a good idea huh?" Summer commented.

"Definitely. I thought they would be more excited about the baby naming thing," Seth replied.

"They're five."

"Good point."

"Mom! Dad! Come on we want cake!" Felicity called to them.

"We're coming. You're young, we're not. Give us time," Seth called back.


"Cohen," Summer poked his arm, wanting to get his attention off the movie that they were watching.

"Wha?" he didn't take his eyes off the screen. She poked him again and then grabbed the remote, pausing the movie.

"Hey, it was getting to the good part," Seth commented, turning to look at his wife. He immediately changed his mind about that when he saw that she was crying. "What's wrong? It's not even a sad movie, we picked a happy one. Why are you crying?"

"Because I was thinking about what Ryan said earlier."

Seth sighed. He made a mental note to kill his brother when he got the chance. "Don't listen to anything that Ryan says."

"But he was right! I'm huge! I'm like a beached whale."

"You are not a beached whale." He felt like he was having this conversation all the time, so much that this was becoming his mantra. He wouldn't have been repeating it had it not been for Ryan and his stupid comments. He was going to have to get some serious payback.

"Yes I am. I don't even know why you love me. I wouldn't love me if I were you."

"I've loved you since the moment I saw you, way back when I was a young child. And nothing has changed. Nothing's ever going to change that."

Summer sighed. "I don't get it though. I'm fat, I've been mean to you your whole life, even though we're married now."

"Because you're sweet and lovely girl I love you. Now stop being silly. You know that I love you more than anything or anyone. So you should stop talking like that."

"Are you sure?" Summer questioned.

"Would I be sitting here with you, married to you, and have kids with you if I didn't."

"No," she replied in a small voice.

"Then stop saying that. I really love you."

"Good. I really love you too." She paused. "Speaking of our kids…we have to go say goodnight to the twins. We let them stay up an extra hour already; they need to be well rested for the learning to bike ride experience tomorrow morning."

"I really wonder how that is going to go. Me teaching two of them at once. Are you seeing disaster written all over this like me?"

"Probably. It's gonna be fun to watch."

"Until one of us ends up in the hospital."

"Most likely you."

"You have very little faith in me don't you?"

"Yes, but I still really love you," she smiled at him.

They walked up the stairs to the twins room, going inside to find the girls sitting at the small table set up. They looked like they were diligently at work on something.

"What are you two up to?"

"Picking a name!" Felicity said.

Ophelia nodded. "We have a really good one."

"Oh really? No Doodyhead in sight?" Seth asked, sitting down on one of the two beds.

"What are your ideas?" Summer questioned, curious to know. She had been worried about this idea when Seth had suggested it. She loved her daughters more than anything, really, but they were only five. She didn't know what kind of name they were going to come up with, so to say she was nervous was a bit of an understatement.

"I like Connor," Ophelia said. "And she likes Gabriel."

Seth looked at Summer. He was pretty impressed with the names. He actually liked them, which was weird, considering he and Summer had been looking through baby name books for the past two months and had not come across a name they liked. Now, the first names they came up with, he actually liked a lot. They should have asked the two months ago.

"Whadda think?" Ophelia questioned, beaming in their direction.

"I think we actually like those names. What do you think Cohen? Which one do you like more? Connor or Gabriel?"

"I think Connor Gabriel sounds great actually."

"Ha! My name wins!" Ophelia stuck her tongue out at her sister.

"Hey, hey, we like both names equally. And we didn't say that we were going to definitely use Connor as the first name Ophelia."

She shrugged. "I still like it better."

"Where did you come up with those names from?" Summer asked. "They sound so familiar."

"The Valley," Felicity replied.

Seth turned to look at Summer. "The Valley?"

"Oh. That's right. Er, I had been watching it today when I came home, old reruns were on TV. And I kind of forgot and left it on for a little while and I guess they were in the room," Summer said. "Oops." She looked at her daughters. "You weren't supposed to tell Daddy that."

"He asked. We can't lie," Ophelia said, Felicity nodding her head in agreement.

Summer sighed. "Sold out by my own daughters."

"Okay, listen up. I have two very important things to say. First of all, you two are not going to be watching The Valley again. And second of all, no one is going to know that we are going to name our son after a character on The Valley. Even if someone asks you. This is the one time you are allowed to lie."

"Olay."

"Now, go on, get in bed. The sooner you guys get to sleep, the sooner your birthday comes and the sooner we get to ride bikes."

They scrambled into their beds, closing their eyes to go to sleep immediately. Seth and Summer kissed them goodnight, then headed back downstairs to watch the end of their movie,

"You really let them watch The Valley?" he questioned.

"It was an accident."

"It's fine. Hey, it got us the perfect name for our baby," Seth shrugged, wrapping his arm around Summer after she settled onto the couch.

She rested her head on his shoulder. "I'm glad you're not mad at me."

"I can't be mad at you. You're too cute and I love you."

She sighed. "You can stop sucking up to me Seth. We've been together since we were 16; I think its fine if you stop that."

"And earlier you wanted me too."

"Eh. That was then, this is now."

"You're complicated you know that?"

She nodded. "Yes. But you love me just as I am."

"And I wouldn't have it any other way."