A/N: Here it is.. the final chapter. But there will be a conclusion.. that
will be like, 'next christmas'. you'll see. I used some of your advice on
what to do with Summer and Seth! ENJOY AND REVIEW!
Chapter 24: I Know
::Flashback::
Seth leaned against the door of Summer's dorm, half drunk, half pissed.
God, why was she so moody lately?
And what did he do now, anyway. He figured he would have to pay for ditching Summer at the kegger, but she was kind of being a pain herself. But nooooo, Summer can never be wrong.
Seth grinned, banging his head back on the door.
God, he was so in love with her that her stubbornness was attractive.
Seth Cohen, you are in way over your head.
He sighed, slipping the blue, velvety box out of his jean pocket.
Guess this little baby is going to have to wait till Summer was in a better mood.
He'll take her out, butter her up.
He was only 19. He wasn't ready to get married or anything, but the idea . . . was nice.
And yeah, proposing would scare the shit out of Summer and she'll go running for the hills. Beverly Hills, that is.
But he still carried it around, ever since the other day when he was perusing for Summer's Chrismukka gift. His eyes landed on a beautiful diamond ring, and he thought of her.
And the way her hair sways in the wind, the way she moans his name when they make love, the way she'll scratch his stomach when she's in the mood.
And he thought of how cute she was when she was angry, drunk, sad.
Summer could be puking her guts out and Seth would still find her beautiful. Heck, he'd hold back her hair for her and declare her miss America at the same time.
And that's how he knew she was the one.
But he knew that all along.
Since they were kids.
When she didn't give him the time of day.
He never wanted to be without her again.
And yeah, she was angry now, but once she saw this killer ring, she'll love him again.
Summer was always a sucker for overpriced jewelry.
Seth banged his head back on the dorm door again, but could hear Summer's barely audible snores and realized he would just have to wait till morning. Besides, he had a major hangover in his wake. And so would she. They could stick it out together.
Seth got up from the floor, shoving the box back into his pocket.
Not now, but soon.
Soon, Summer Roberts, you will take the plunge and become a Cohen.
No if's, and's, or ew's about it.
***************
"It's gorgeous!" Marissa squealed as soon as Summer and her were out of earshot.
"I know, Coop!" Summer squealed just as loudly, holding out her hand to admire the ring.
As Kirsten had started to put dessert and coffee out on the table, Marissa grabbed Summer, excusing them to the bathroom, where they crammed in and squealed in delight over Summer's engagement.
"So, how long do you think it will be before you guys get hitched?" Marissa asked.
"Knowing Seth, it'll be right away." Summer smiled genuinely. "I would get married right now to him, Coop. I love him so much."
"I'm so happy for you!" Marissa cried and engulfed her friend in a huge hug.
*************
"Thanks a lot!" Ryan snapped as he put some dishes in the sink.
"Your welcome." Seth laughed. "For what?" He placed a dish in the sink as well.
"Dude," Ryan leaned against the kitchen counter, sighing, "Now Marissa is going to want to get married."
Seth laughed dryly, "Well, do you love her?"
Ryan threw Seth a look, only causing more dry laughter.
"Then marry her." Seth said excitedly. "We could have a double wedding!"
"Shut up." Ryan hissed as he left the kitchen.
Seth laughed to himself as he placed the last of the dirty dishes in the sink, clapping his hands together at his accomplishment.
He couldn't believe she said yes.
He couldn't believe he asked.
But, it felt right. And he loved her. God, did he love her. And Charlotte.
And he'll be done with school soon; it all makes sense.
Seth had carried the ring around for a year, until Ryan found it and forced him to return it. But he didn't return it, just hid it. In his diesel jeans, of all places, which he had thrown in his closet in Newport, with all the other 'Summer' memories.
How perfect was it that he had discovered the ring on his way over to pick up Summer?
"Hey," Summer said casually as her and Marissa entered the kitchen, from the direction of the bathroom.
"Hey you." Seth said quietly, eyeing Marissa who was jumping up and down with joy.
"Oh my god!" Marissa threw her arms around Seth. "That was so cute. You are so cute. You two are so cute!" Marissa dropped Seth, who laughed awkwardly in pain and looked back at Marissa, who bounced her way towards the dining room. "Oh, Ryan . . ."
"Marissa's got wedding fever and it's all your fault, Cohen."
Seth looked up at Summer, into her deep chocolate brown eyes.
"Well, we could always call it off." He stepped in closer to her, wrapping his arm around her waist.
"True. We could." She smiled at him as he tilted her head up, kissing the corner of her mouth. She kissed his lips gently, then pulled back smiling. "You're right, we should save some of that hanky panky stuff for later. Reenact last night."
"Sounds like a plan." Summer said flirtatiously, walking past him.
Seth threw her his famous Cohen grin and glanced at the clock which flashed brightly 11:30.
Seth walked into the living room, where Ryan and Marissa were feeding each other cake, Kirsten and Sandy were drinking coffee and playing with Charlotte and Summer placed a present under their tree.
"It's Charlie's horse, that we bought her." Summer said as he came by her side.
"It's officially half an hour till Christmas." Seth said to her quietly, turning around to face Charlotte, "Charlie, why don't you open one present now?"
Charlotte ran up to the tree, selecting the very present Summer had just placed underneath it and tore open the wrapping, squealing as she pulled out the tiny horse.
"What are you going to name it, Charlotte?" Marissa asked, picking up random pieces of wrapping paper from the floor.
"How about, Captain Oats?" Summer suggested and Charlotte nodded her head.
"The Second." Seth said quickly. "Let's not forget Captain Oats, the first. May he rest in peace."
"Huh?" Summer looked at Seth quizzically. "You loved that toy, what happened to it?"
"First of all, future wife of mine, Captain Oats wasn't a toy. He was a friend, a good friend." Seth nuzzled into her, in search of being consoled but she stood her ground, glaring at him as if to say, 'are you serious?'.
"Captain Oats had a bad mishap with a vacuum cleaner." Ryan filled everyone in.
"He's in horse heaven now." Seth nodded, Marissa and Summer both laughing.
"How old are you?" Summer rolled her eyes and kneeled down to Charlotte, who was obliviously playing with Captain Oats the Second.
"Why don't we all start opening presents?" Marissa asked greedily, glancing at her watch. "It's only ten minutes to Chistmas."
"Good idea, Coop!" Summer squealed as they all exchanged gifts.
Seth sat down next to Summer, watching Charlotte tear through gifts.
A sweater from Kirsten, play make up from Marissa, a baby wifebeater set from Ryan ( no joke ), and coloring books from Sandy.
Charlotte ignored the clothes and went straight for the make up, to Marissa's delight.
"Just like her mother." Ryan joked.
"Who gets a two year old a pack of wifebeaters?" Marissa demanded.
"It wasn't like I had a lot of time to get her a present." He whispered, nibbling Marissa's ear and she automatically forgot everything about wifebeaters.
By the time everyone was done opening presents, it was close to 1 AM and Charlotte had passed out, clutching Captain Oats the II. Kirsten and Sandy brought Charlotte to bed with them, Marissa and Ryan marched off to the pool house, giggling, which left Summer and Seth sipping some hot chocolate by the fireplace, admiring the tree.
"Oh, look." Seth said sarcastically. "There's one more present under the tree and it's for Summer from Santa!" He kicked it over to her and she looked up at him, annoyed.
"Seth, you bought me so much already."
"I know, I couldn't help myself." He grinned, urging for her to open.
Summer placed her hot chocolate down on the coffee table and unwrapped the present neatly. Seth watched the flames reflect on her tan skin, bouncing around in the shadows.
"Seth," Summer gasped as she pulled out a photo album, tracing her fingertips across the cover, where 'The Crazy Adventures of Seth and Summer' was stamped in silver. She opened the photo album, which had pictures of them together from the past, as well as clippings. She laughed upon seeing a wonder woman cut out and a postcard from TJ. "I can't believe you're the one who had this the whole time."
"I found it, in your dorm. The only thing you left." He sighed, moving in closer to her. "How come you never showed it to me?"
"You added to it." She said, ignoring his question as she pointed to a new picture of Seth and Charlotte together.
"Well," He kissed her gently, "The Crazy Adventures of Seth and Summer are far from over."
"This is great, thanks." She said, placing the photo album down on the table, leaning into him. "You're great. This is all so . . . perfect."
"I know what you mean."
"I never showed it you because I didn't want you to know how much I cared."
Seth looked down at her, raising his eyebrows in question.
"I have issues, we know this." Summer laughed. "But I don't care anymore. I love you and I plan on telling you that a lot."
"Good, because I love you too."
"Merry Christmas, Seth." Summer kissed his lips gently and shut her eyes as she nuzzled her head into his chest.
"You know, Summer," Seth began, "We really need to convert you to the way of Chrismukkah. And Charlotte. She is part jewish, you know. . ." Seth looked down at Summer, who had began to snore. "Merry Christmas, Summer." He kissed her forehead, closing his eyes as well.
Summer lifted an eyelid, looking at him for a second, then squeezed his hand.
"Yes?" He asked her, without lifting an eyelid.
"Just making sure you're really here."
"I'm always here, Summer."
"I know, Seth," Summer closed her eyes, feeling exuberantly safe and happy, "I know."
~~~~THE END~~~~~~
Chapter 24: I Know
::Flashback::
Seth leaned against the door of Summer's dorm, half drunk, half pissed.
God, why was she so moody lately?
And what did he do now, anyway. He figured he would have to pay for ditching Summer at the kegger, but she was kind of being a pain herself. But nooooo, Summer can never be wrong.
Seth grinned, banging his head back on the door.
God, he was so in love with her that her stubbornness was attractive.
Seth Cohen, you are in way over your head.
He sighed, slipping the blue, velvety box out of his jean pocket.
Guess this little baby is going to have to wait till Summer was in a better mood.
He'll take her out, butter her up.
He was only 19. He wasn't ready to get married or anything, but the idea . . . was nice.
And yeah, proposing would scare the shit out of Summer and she'll go running for the hills. Beverly Hills, that is.
But he still carried it around, ever since the other day when he was perusing for Summer's Chrismukka gift. His eyes landed on a beautiful diamond ring, and he thought of her.
And the way her hair sways in the wind, the way she moans his name when they make love, the way she'll scratch his stomach when she's in the mood.
And he thought of how cute she was when she was angry, drunk, sad.
Summer could be puking her guts out and Seth would still find her beautiful. Heck, he'd hold back her hair for her and declare her miss America at the same time.
And that's how he knew she was the one.
But he knew that all along.
Since they were kids.
When she didn't give him the time of day.
He never wanted to be without her again.
And yeah, she was angry now, but once she saw this killer ring, she'll love him again.
Summer was always a sucker for overpriced jewelry.
Seth banged his head back on the dorm door again, but could hear Summer's barely audible snores and realized he would just have to wait till morning. Besides, he had a major hangover in his wake. And so would she. They could stick it out together.
Seth got up from the floor, shoving the box back into his pocket.
Not now, but soon.
Soon, Summer Roberts, you will take the plunge and become a Cohen.
No if's, and's, or ew's about it.
***************
"It's gorgeous!" Marissa squealed as soon as Summer and her were out of earshot.
"I know, Coop!" Summer squealed just as loudly, holding out her hand to admire the ring.
As Kirsten had started to put dessert and coffee out on the table, Marissa grabbed Summer, excusing them to the bathroom, where they crammed in and squealed in delight over Summer's engagement.
"So, how long do you think it will be before you guys get hitched?" Marissa asked.
"Knowing Seth, it'll be right away." Summer smiled genuinely. "I would get married right now to him, Coop. I love him so much."
"I'm so happy for you!" Marissa cried and engulfed her friend in a huge hug.
*************
"Thanks a lot!" Ryan snapped as he put some dishes in the sink.
"Your welcome." Seth laughed. "For what?" He placed a dish in the sink as well.
"Dude," Ryan leaned against the kitchen counter, sighing, "Now Marissa is going to want to get married."
Seth laughed dryly, "Well, do you love her?"
Ryan threw Seth a look, only causing more dry laughter.
"Then marry her." Seth said excitedly. "We could have a double wedding!"
"Shut up." Ryan hissed as he left the kitchen.
Seth laughed to himself as he placed the last of the dirty dishes in the sink, clapping his hands together at his accomplishment.
He couldn't believe she said yes.
He couldn't believe he asked.
But, it felt right. And he loved her. God, did he love her. And Charlotte.
And he'll be done with school soon; it all makes sense.
Seth had carried the ring around for a year, until Ryan found it and forced him to return it. But he didn't return it, just hid it. In his diesel jeans, of all places, which he had thrown in his closet in Newport, with all the other 'Summer' memories.
How perfect was it that he had discovered the ring on his way over to pick up Summer?
"Hey," Summer said casually as her and Marissa entered the kitchen, from the direction of the bathroom.
"Hey you." Seth said quietly, eyeing Marissa who was jumping up and down with joy.
"Oh my god!" Marissa threw her arms around Seth. "That was so cute. You are so cute. You two are so cute!" Marissa dropped Seth, who laughed awkwardly in pain and looked back at Marissa, who bounced her way towards the dining room. "Oh, Ryan . . ."
"Marissa's got wedding fever and it's all your fault, Cohen."
Seth looked up at Summer, into her deep chocolate brown eyes.
"Well, we could always call it off." He stepped in closer to her, wrapping his arm around her waist.
"True. We could." She smiled at him as he tilted her head up, kissing the corner of her mouth. She kissed his lips gently, then pulled back smiling. "You're right, we should save some of that hanky panky stuff for later. Reenact last night."
"Sounds like a plan." Summer said flirtatiously, walking past him.
Seth threw her his famous Cohen grin and glanced at the clock which flashed brightly 11:30.
Seth walked into the living room, where Ryan and Marissa were feeding each other cake, Kirsten and Sandy were drinking coffee and playing with Charlotte and Summer placed a present under their tree.
"It's Charlie's horse, that we bought her." Summer said as he came by her side.
"It's officially half an hour till Christmas." Seth said to her quietly, turning around to face Charlotte, "Charlie, why don't you open one present now?"
Charlotte ran up to the tree, selecting the very present Summer had just placed underneath it and tore open the wrapping, squealing as she pulled out the tiny horse.
"What are you going to name it, Charlotte?" Marissa asked, picking up random pieces of wrapping paper from the floor.
"How about, Captain Oats?" Summer suggested and Charlotte nodded her head.
"The Second." Seth said quickly. "Let's not forget Captain Oats, the first. May he rest in peace."
"Huh?" Summer looked at Seth quizzically. "You loved that toy, what happened to it?"
"First of all, future wife of mine, Captain Oats wasn't a toy. He was a friend, a good friend." Seth nuzzled into her, in search of being consoled but she stood her ground, glaring at him as if to say, 'are you serious?'.
"Captain Oats had a bad mishap with a vacuum cleaner." Ryan filled everyone in.
"He's in horse heaven now." Seth nodded, Marissa and Summer both laughing.
"How old are you?" Summer rolled her eyes and kneeled down to Charlotte, who was obliviously playing with Captain Oats the Second.
"Why don't we all start opening presents?" Marissa asked greedily, glancing at her watch. "It's only ten minutes to Chistmas."
"Good idea, Coop!" Summer squealed as they all exchanged gifts.
Seth sat down next to Summer, watching Charlotte tear through gifts.
A sweater from Kirsten, play make up from Marissa, a baby wifebeater set from Ryan ( no joke ), and coloring books from Sandy.
Charlotte ignored the clothes and went straight for the make up, to Marissa's delight.
"Just like her mother." Ryan joked.
"Who gets a two year old a pack of wifebeaters?" Marissa demanded.
"It wasn't like I had a lot of time to get her a present." He whispered, nibbling Marissa's ear and she automatically forgot everything about wifebeaters.
By the time everyone was done opening presents, it was close to 1 AM and Charlotte had passed out, clutching Captain Oats the II. Kirsten and Sandy brought Charlotte to bed with them, Marissa and Ryan marched off to the pool house, giggling, which left Summer and Seth sipping some hot chocolate by the fireplace, admiring the tree.
"Oh, look." Seth said sarcastically. "There's one more present under the tree and it's for Summer from Santa!" He kicked it over to her and she looked up at him, annoyed.
"Seth, you bought me so much already."
"I know, I couldn't help myself." He grinned, urging for her to open.
Summer placed her hot chocolate down on the coffee table and unwrapped the present neatly. Seth watched the flames reflect on her tan skin, bouncing around in the shadows.
"Seth," Summer gasped as she pulled out a photo album, tracing her fingertips across the cover, where 'The Crazy Adventures of Seth and Summer' was stamped in silver. She opened the photo album, which had pictures of them together from the past, as well as clippings. She laughed upon seeing a wonder woman cut out and a postcard from TJ. "I can't believe you're the one who had this the whole time."
"I found it, in your dorm. The only thing you left." He sighed, moving in closer to her. "How come you never showed it to me?"
"You added to it." She said, ignoring his question as she pointed to a new picture of Seth and Charlotte together.
"Well," He kissed her gently, "The Crazy Adventures of Seth and Summer are far from over."
"This is great, thanks." She said, placing the photo album down on the table, leaning into him. "You're great. This is all so . . . perfect."
"I know what you mean."
"I never showed it you because I didn't want you to know how much I cared."
Seth looked down at her, raising his eyebrows in question.
"I have issues, we know this." Summer laughed. "But I don't care anymore. I love you and I plan on telling you that a lot."
"Good, because I love you too."
"Merry Christmas, Seth." Summer kissed his lips gently and shut her eyes as she nuzzled her head into his chest.
"You know, Summer," Seth began, "We really need to convert you to the way of Chrismukkah. And Charlotte. She is part jewish, you know. . ." Seth looked down at Summer, who had began to snore. "Merry Christmas, Summer." He kissed her forehead, closing his eyes as well.
Summer lifted an eyelid, looking at him for a second, then squeezed his hand.
"Yes?" He asked her, without lifting an eyelid.
"Just making sure you're really here."
"I'm always here, Summer."
"I know, Seth," Summer closed her eyes, feeling exuberantly safe and happy, "I know."
~~~~THE END~~~~~~