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A/N-Sorry it's been so long since I updated this fic. It kind of fell to the backburner for a while, but I've started to type up all the other chapters, so I'm almost done with this story. Thanks for the reviews and to Meg for editing. Reviews are always appreciated.

Seth looked at the set. This had to be the longest time he had ever spent working on a movie. He just wanted it all to be over.

It had been a good six months since everything had happened. Filming should have been done four months ago, at least. But no. He had to work with freakin Noah, also known as the person who was out to get him and his movie.

And he had to be a damn klutz. There had been a scene in which he was standing on top of a balcony and somehow he managed to trip over the wires and fall. It was a really long fall, causing him to break several bones in his body.

Of course, the press had a field day with that one. Seth was still fighting off rumors that he had pushed Noah off the balcony. No one had taken into account the fact that he was, oh sitting behind the camera at the time of the accident. It was Taylor Townsend of course and her group of evil minions that came up that one.

Seth had to admit that he had become a little more than obsessed with everything that had been going on lately. He couldn't help it. When there were newspaper articles coming out every other week about you or some ridiculous rumor about you, there's that tendency to get obsessed.

The latest one had been about him and Summer again. They seemed to be running out of good rumors because this one had been an old one brought back up again. It was the one about him only being with Summer to get revenge on her for what had happened four and a half years ago.

He wished people were less interested in his life, he really did. Because honestly, his life wasn't all that exciting. Truthfully, they were making his life way more interesting than it ever should have been.

"Cohen," Summer came next to him, staring at what he was staring at for a few minutes. "I just got the newspaper today. There's another column about us."

"Oh this is just great." Seth took the newspaper from her and started leafing through it until he found the article.

True Love?

Taylor Townsend

We've all been asking this question lately when it comes to Seth Cohen and Summer Roberts. They seem to be going strong but is it for real? Of course, no one can know this but the two of them. We finally decided to go to the source to find out what exactly is going on. I was finally able to get an interview with Seth Cohen himself and was able to ask him many of your burning questions.

Taylor Townsend: Thank you for taking the time to sit down and talk with me. I have a lot of questions for you to answer.

Seth Cohen: Okay, go ahead.

TT: Well, first your relationship with Noah Jameson. Is it really as terrible as everyone says it is?

SC: Pretty much. We do not get along at all, but I am being forced to do so by my studio. And just to set the record straight, I only injured him when I punched him, not with the whole falling thing. That was all him.

TT: Ah, thanks for finally clearing that one up. We've all been curious about it. So what about the movie? How is that going?

SC: Well, we're about to start filming again, as Noah is recovering from his injuries. It'll all finally be finished.

TT: And when is the release date?

SC: It's sometime next year. We're not sure, it depends on how much longer the end of filming takes.

TT: I can't even begin to tell you how anxious some people are to see this movie. It looks like it's going to be a great one.

SC: Thanks, I can't wait for everyone to see it. I think that it's definitely going to be a movie that everyone likes.

TT: And now one final question. Are all those rumors about you and Summer Roberts true? Are you only with her to get revenge?

SC: Only time will tell on that one.

Well, there you have it folks! An interview with the famous Seth Cohen. Hopefully this answers some of your burning questions!

Seth stared at the article, then looked at Summer. "I--I never had an interview with her. I swear! I never said anything remotely like this! I don't know where she's getting that she had an interview with me. I'm pretty sure she's delusional. We should suggest to her some place to get counseled because she desperately needs it. Like desperately."

"Cohen would you shut up for a minute please?"

"Um, I can try."

"I don't believe this article. First of all, you spend pretty much every waking moment on the set or with me, so I know for a fact that you would not have had time to even talk to Taylor. Second of all, these answers don't have enough rambling, they just go straight to the answer. It's obvious that someone is pretending to be you."

"Well, that really sets my mind at ease. Someone is pretending to be me. Gee, that's a nice thought."

"It's probably Taylor Townsend herself doing that. It's just completely ridiculous. And people are probably going to believe it too."

"Seriously, Sum, you are just making me feel loads better right now."

"But we are not going to let this bother us anymore."

"We're not?"

Summer shook her head. "This has gone on for too long and I just want it to be over with. So I'm going to ignore it. Maybe if we don't freak out about it, then it will just go away. That's all that we can hope for really. That it will just go away. Because they'll see that it's not bothering us and they'll finally leave us alone."

"Do you really think that it's going to work like that?"

"I'm going to pretend that it is because if I don't I think I'll lose faith in people for doing something as low as this. It's obvious they wanted to start a fight between us. I will not give them the satisfaction of that."

"Okay. I guess I'll be doing the same then."

Summer gave him a quick kiss. "I have to go to makeup and hair. I'll see you later."

"Okay." Seth watched her walk away. It was a good idea that she had, he just didn't know if he would be able to do it.

As Seth sat behind the camera, watching Summer, he realized something about her and their relationship.

He wanted to marry her.

He really wanted to marry her. He had wanted to do so four years ago but had screwed it up. What was stopping him now?

He didn't really know where this was all coming from, he really didn't. But to him, it just felt right.

They had been spending so little time together in the past few days. The filming had just gotten intense, as they had been given two weeks to have everything completely finished. He had missed seeing her every night, considering he was half the time coming home way later than her. He missed talking to her before he fell asleep.

That made him realize that he wanted to spend the rest of his life with her.

He needed to tell her as soon as possible. Luckily, it was the one night that they would actually be leaving at the same time.

"Okay, everyone, good job. We start at 5 tomorrow, so see you all then."

Summer walked right over to him, collapsing into him. "I am so tired. Let's go home."

The car ride back to their apartment was rather quiet, which was unusual, since Seth usually complained about something. Today he was thinking about the decision he had made.

He wanted to ask her as soon as possible. He didn't care if it seemed rather rash or whatever. He wanted to know if she would marry him.

He honestly wanted to get married to her that night. He wasn't too sure how she would react to that one though.

"Cohen?" Summer looked at him when they got in the apartment. "Are you okay? You were being really quiet."

"I know. I just…I was thinking about some things."

"Like what?" She picked up Coco and sat down on the couch. Seth took a seat next to her and Coco hopped right into his lap. It only took the dog six months to warm up to him.

"Just some stuff. About us."

"Good stuff?"

He took a deep breath. This was going to be the worst proposal of all time but he wanted to do it then. It was spontaneous and that was how they were. "I was just thinking about how I was going to ask you to marry me tonight. About how much I really want to marry you as soon as possible. Because of everything that has happened, we should have been married four years ago. I honestly don't want to wait any longer to marry you. I don't have a ring or anything but I still am asking you: will you marry me?"

Summer just kind of stared at him for a few minutes. She obviously didn't have anything to say to him. Maybe this had been a bad idea.

"Um, apparently you don't feel the same way?" Seth said. "Okay. Well this is kind of awkward. I think I'm going to go and stay with my brother then. Because this is just…really weird."

Seth started to get up, much to Coco's dismay. He was almost at the door when Summer called out his name. He turned to look at her.

"You're crazy."

"Um, thanks?"

"No, I mean you're crazy to think that I would honestly want you to leave after asking me to marry you."

Seth was confused. Perhaps because it was late or perhaps it was because he thought it was impossible to figure out women. He didn't really know what she was telling him.

"I want to marry you, Cohen."

"Oh. So wait. You want to marry me. You don't want me to leave?"

"God, of course not! I wanted to marry you four years ago and even though we were apart, did you really think that was going to change? I honestly thought you being you, you would have asked earlier. But yes. I want to marry you."

Seth did the only thing he could think of doing: he walked right over to her and kissed her.

"I'm glad that you said yes," he whispered. "I'm glad that we can just put everything behind us. Finally."

"I want to get married tonight."

"You what now?"

"I want to get married tonight. And don't lie and tell me that you haven't thought of that, because I know you enough to know that you have. I don't want to deal with the waiting to get married. We deserved a wedding four years ago and we didn't get it. I just want to be married; I want to be Mrs. Summer Cohen finally. I've waited so damn long for it, I think I should finally get what I really want."

"So you want to go and get married right now?"

"Yes."

"Where?"

She got a mischievous grin on her face. "How about we go to Vegas?"

"That would be lovely, except for the fact that it's about a four hour drive and it's already midnight and we need to be on set in another five hours."

"We'll play hooky. We'll call after we get married and tell them that we got food poisoning. Cancel for the day."

"Michael will kill me."

"What's more important: being married to me or what Michael will do to you?"

"We can just work overtime when we recover from our illness," Seth said, taking Summer's hand in his. "We don't have any rings, reservations or anything though."

"Cohen, it's Vegas. I think that you can pretty much randomly go there and get married anytime you want. Plus we're Seth Cohen and Summer Roberts."

Seth paused. "Good point. Well, what are we waiting for? Let's go get married."

"Let me just go get showered. I can't get married looking like this."

Seth rolled his eyes. "Women. You look beautiful just like that Summer. You always look beautiful."

"Whatever, I still need to clean my hair. Give me two minutes."

"More like 20."

"Okay, that would be more accurate."

Seth smiled at her as she rushed into the bathroom. He was more than a little excited to get to married to her.

"Cohen. Cohennn."

Seth peeked an eye open to see Summer staring up at him. He had almost been asleep. He had been up for way more than 24 hours straight and he could barely keep his eyes open. Apparently, Summer, who he could have sworn was asleep ten minutes ago, had decided that she was definitely wide awake and wanted to have a conversation.

"What is it Sum? I'm trying to sleep. We've had a long and exciting day."

"But Cohen, I need to talk to you."

He knew she wasn't going to shut up if he didn't say something, so he decided he had to talk to her. "What is it Cohen?"

She hit his arm and he could tell she was glaring at him, even though he had closed his eyes again.

"Maybe we shouldn't have gotten married if you're going to call me Cohen when I haven't even legally changed my name to be Summer Cohen. Personally, I think I might just keep it Summer Roberts for my career."

"I thought you were ending your career."

"I well, yes. And no."

"Is this what you wanted to talk about? Because if so, I need way more energy and need to be way more coherent than I am right now to have this discussion with you. In the morning."

"It is morning. And I have two things that I have to say. First, it's almost six and you haven't called anyone to tell them our lame food poisoning excuse."

"Oh crap. Why didn't you remind me?"

"Well, excuse me for kind of thinking the getting married thing was way more important."

"And the after celebration," Seth smirked.

"Just call."

Seth picked up his cell phone and dialed the number of one of the crew members. He was in no mood to deal with Michael screaming his head off at the moment, so he decided that the crew member could just relay the information. He would deal with Michael later.

"Hey, John," Seth attempted to make himself sound weak. "Yea, I know Summer and I aren't there. We went out to eat last night after the shoot and yea, something that we ate did not agree with either of us." He paused, listening for a minute. "Dude, I am not lying just so I can stay in bed and have sex with Summer all day. We are seriously ill right now. I mean, it's disgusting. Summer has it a lot worse than me. We just are not pleasant people to be around right now. I think it's best if everyone gets the day off. Be sure to make sure everyone knows that we will be working really really hard tomorrow. Okay. See you tomorrow when Summer and I have recovered from our food poisoning."

"That was horrible, I hope you know that," Summer said, laughing slightly. "Now I know why you don't act."

"Haha, you're so funny. I think I pulled that off quite well. Except for when he accused me of not really having food poisoning."

"It was kind of more than obvious."

"We could always call back and tell him we'll be there in about five hours if you wish."

"Nooo, I want to stay here."

"Good. Okay. Now, I seriously need some sleep, so let's do that. Okay?"

"No, I don't want to sleep."

"Sum, I'm going to be grumpy and no fun if I get no sleep. So let's just take a short nap. Five hours tops. Then we can do whatever you want."

"Wait! I had two things that I had to talk about and I only mentioned the one. If we don't talk about it now then I won't be able to sleep, therefore I would be keeping you up because I would constantly bother you."

Seth groaned. "Fine, talk. But if I fall asleep when you start talking to me, don't blame me."

"I don't want to tell anyone we're married yet."

"You what now?"

"I don't want to tell anyone. I think that people will just think we did it to prove that we didn't want people talking about our relationship. I think it will just be better this way."

Seth nodded his head. "Yea, I guess your right. I really want to tell everyone that you're my wife now though."

"Just wait until this all blows over. Plus, I like us being the only two people who know. I think it's kind of nice."

"Yea, I guess. But as soon as we can, we are telling people. Because they deserve to know that you're all mine."

Summer smiled at him. "Yes."

"Okay, now can I go to sleep? There's nothing else you want to talk to me about?"

"No, I don't think so. I think you can finally go to sleep."

"Thank you!" Seth closed his eyes, but wrapped his arm around Summer to pull her closer to him. He was so happy that she was there, that she was his, all his. There was nothing else that was getting in their way anymore. They were just Seth and Summer and they were finally where they should have been four years before.