Disclaimer: Surprise, surprise! I still don't own the OC. Why this is a surprise? I don't know actually.

Thanks for reviewing, your reviews make me smile. Jij ook bedankt, SweetahZ. Wow, I even have a Dutch fan.

Okay, I finally figured it out today. When I was reading the summaries of other OC stories, I wondered what R&R meant. First I thought it was some couple or something...Ryan and...some character whose name began with a R. Then I thought it was the the shortening of some writers duo (Don't know why I came up with that idea) and now I found it out it just means read and review. Yeah, feeling a bit stupid now.

Anyway, please R&R

She was perfect. Of course she stole the blankets and punched him while she was dreaming, but still she was perfect. Seth looked at her sleeping in the bed, his bed. He runned his fingers through her hair. What was that annoying noise? Then he remembered the noise, it was the cell phone of Summer. He left the bed to pick up the phone.

"Seth Cohen, the happiest guy alive, because I had sex with Summer"

Summer slowly opend her eyes. She was woken up by the sound of her cell phone and realized what Seth just said.

"Cohen!", Summer screamed, while she grabbed the phone out of his hands.

"Who's this?"

"Could you stop acting like a slut for a few hours and go to the hospital?"

Summer immediately recognised the voice of her stepmother. Seth probably had heard what her stepmother said, because he had a guilty look on his face.

"The hospital?"

"Yes, your father had a heart attack"

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He had wanted to stay with Summer at the hospital, but Summer and his parents convinced him that he should go to school. He couldn't do anything at the hospital. Yesterday he had driving Summer to the hospital, after they heard the news. She had been silent in the car.It was very weird seeing her father in the hospital. He didn't like Summers father at all, but he didn't wish that to anyone. They were going to keep him in the hospital for a few more days.

Now, he was here at school. He was looking for Ryan and Marissa, but he couldn't find them anywhere. Instead of them he saw Zach talking to some friends. Seth smiled when he saw the black eye on Zachs face. He should take a picture of it, so it could remind him to never say something stupid to Summer or just to laugh. Zach likely had told a joke, because the people around him were laughing loud. Seth walked past them, but he stopped when he heard Zach talking.

"...was so upset when I broke up with her. But c'me on, like I'm going to stay with someone who is so poor in bed"

"Are you talking about Summer?"

Seth stood right in front of Zach. He had never felt so angry before. Zach and the people around him looked silent at him.

"What if I am? It's none of your business"

"Oh, really?"

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Summer and her stepmom sat beside the bed where her father lay in. He was sleeping very peacefully. Summer still hadn't got used at how weak he looked.

"I still can't believe it, how could this happen?", Summer asked. She hadn't talked much to her stepmother, although they both have been there for two days.

"Business are going very bad lately, it has caused him a lot of stress and it might surprise you, but it doesn't help if you beat up the son of one of his richest clients"

"You're saying it's my fault?"

Her stepmom kept silent and stared at the ceiling. Then she started to speak again.

"The doctors said that he's going to stay at the hospital for a few days. Could you go home and get some of his stuff? Tooth-paste, tooth-brush, slippers, pyjamas, something to read?"

"Sure", Summer said, while she stood up from the uncomfortabel chair. She had enough of the hospital, she wouldn't mind going home.

She left the room, bumping into Seth. He looked pretty bad, his clothes were in rags and he had bruises all over him.

"Hey, I came to see you", Seth smiled.

"You're sure you weren't looking for a doctor?"

"O, I had a fight with Zach.Your rage black-outs are contagious"

"You fought?", she laughed.

"What's so funny about that?"

"You can't fight. You're...a Cohen "

"Maybe next time you can tell me that before I hit someone"

He gave her a kiss on the forehead.

"You're alright?"

"Could you bring me home?"

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She actually never came in the bedroom of her dad and her stepmom. Well actually, her father and stepmom didn't come there a lot either. Most of the time they weren't home, sometimes they were gone to have a little holiday, but they usually went to so-called interesting business events. Her father didn't like it to be home, he said it was because of the clamorous neighbours, but Summer knew better. He didn't want to be home because it reminded him of Summers mother.

Summer thought back at the time when her mother still lived in this house, when this bedroom was the bedroom of her parents. They lived happily in this house. At least the people at the OC believed that they lived happily. Only the the three of them knew they pretended to live happily in this house...untill her mother left. Everybody was shocked, everybody was glad they could gossip, everybody was happy to know there wasn't anything like a perfect family.

She almost had everything, she only needed something to read. Something to read? What should that be? What would her father like to read? She opend some drawers of the cupboard, maybe there were some dull books in it. A watch, some pens, weird fishing magazines and... a dull book. She picked up the book. There lay a letter under it. She grabbed the letter. Summer was writting on it. She recognised the handwriting, it was Seths handwriting.