Bittersweet Homecoming

A/N: Aw, the reviews are awesome.

Littleputz114 - that was so sweet.

Nels6354 – Kirsten and Sandy bought all of their stuff. You'll see why they have so much extra cash to drop.

Justme2005 – preparing for the next year? 2005? lol. Don't worry I love SethSummer. They are just so great on and off-screen.

To everyone else, thank you so much.

And yes, this is a seth/summer shipper.

Adding to the Quagmire

"We're in wedding mode. Chop, Chop." Samantha ordered like a drill sergeant.

As Seth lined up with everyone else that was in attendance, he whispered to Ryan, "For a wedding gift do you think I should get an army outfit for her? And a helmet?"

Ryan laughed.

"Do you find something hilarious, Atwood?" Samantha asked menacingly as she looked Ryan right in the eye.

Ryan gulped. "No." He sputtered.

"And . . . Seth." Sam said exasperated. "What. Are. You. Doing. In. Line?" She yanked Seth by his arm out of the line to stand next to her as she surveyed her company.

Behind her back, Seth smiled sympathetically to everyone else. As Samantha yelled at one of her bridesmaids, Seth mouthed Bridezilla and imitated Godzilla wrecking some sort of city. Probably Tokyo.

Everyone stifled their laughs.

"I saw that, Seth." Samantha stated with nonchalance.

Seth dropped his arms and they hung limply next to his body.

Summer had no clue what the hell she was doing. She was in a cab en route to the Cooper's house. Summer had somewhat forgiven Marissa for sleeping with Seth.

Sleeping with him multiple times.

That was so against the best friend pact.

Jerry Springer shit.

Summer knew she had triggered it, but still after hyper-ventilating for over an hour after she ran away from Marissa's college residence, she caught a plane to Newport, packed her bags and fled back to New York City.

The cab started to climb up the steep hill that was the Cooper's driveway. The cab stopped at the top of the circle. Marissa ran out to greet Summer.

"Sum!" Marissa yelled. She held her arms wide open and embraced Summer.

"Coop!" Summer yelled back with equal enthusiasm. They walked back in the house, leaving the poor cab driver to unload the many Louis Vuitton suitcases.

"Dad!" Marissa yelled up to the second floor. "Summer's here!"

"Wow." Summer breathed. She was standing in the front room and there were two staircases on either side of the room that led to the next floor. Jimmy Cooper must have really made a profit with the restaurant. This house was even grander than the Nichols' residence where Summer often went during the summer of Seth's Tahiti adventure.

Marissa impatiently tapped her foot when she didn't hear any response from her dad. "Erg. . ."

"Where's your dad?" Summer inquired.

"Probably with Hailey." Marissa replied. "And I don't want to know what they're doing."

Summer gaped with her mouth open. "Do they actually have sex, when you're home?"

Marissa shrugged. "All the time. And it's quite loud."

"Now that's over share." Hailey remarked from the balcony that was overlooking the bottom floor.

"Hey. . . kiddo. . ." Jimmy came behind Hailey and wrapped his arm around her waist. He was clearly embarrassed, his cheeks were bright red.

"Hey Hailey, Mr. Cooper." Summer said politely.

Hailey pouted and turned to Jimmy. "Why does she call you Mr. Cooper and me, Hailey?"

Summer's eyes widened. "Are you two . . .?"

Marissa rolled her eyes. "No, she just likes to joke around."

Hailey laughed. "We'll leave you two alone so you can talk girl talk. We're." Hailey motioned between Jimmy and her. "- going to go back to our loud sex."

"Hailey!" Jimmy admonished, clearly more embarrassed than before. If that was possible.

"Whatever." Hailey playfully gave him a kiss. "I'm going to get some groceries. Marissa do you want Mint Chocolate Chip Ice Cream, with whipped cream, cherries, and colored sprinkles? Oh and also some Strawberry Ice cream? All Ben and Jerry's? I know you hate the rich stuff."

Marissa nodded eagerly. "Yeah and more because of Summer. Ooh and some waffle cones!"

Hailey rolled her eyes. "Duh! What's ice cream with out the waffle cones? Anything else?"

Marissa shook her head.

Hailey hopped down the stairs and. She waved to everyone at the door then exited. The three of them heard her BMW convertible roar off.

"C'mon." Marissa waved to Marissa and they climbed the stairs to Marissa's room.

After Marissa closed the door to her room and Summer was situated comfortably on the bed, Summer blurted out, "What's up with Hailey?"

Marissa didn't seem disturbed by the question. "She moved in. Her and Dad are probably going to get married soon. I guess. I dunno." She sat on the bed. "Hailey is really cool. She is really young and knows what it's like so I can talk to her. But also she takes care of me like a mother. Like she'll always fuss over me. It's great."

Summer was almost jealous. Not like she wanted her ex-boyfriend's aunt to be her step-mom.

Well sort of.

No.

Too weird. Incesty.

Just like Ryan and Marissa. Ryan was dating his aunt. And every time they made out. Or had . . .sex.

Summer shuddered at the thought.

Marissa looked at her.

"Sum? You cold?"

"Remind me why I'm doing this again?" Seth miserably asked as he sat down on an ottoman.

"Because it's the right thing and Samantha has been taking care of Savannah - who isn't even her child – since birth." Ryan responded.

Seth sighed irritably. "I don't want to marry her. I want to marry Summer."

Ryan stared at him hard. "She left, Seth. And then she came out of the blue. Then ran off. She doesn't even make an effort to be a good mom. Or a good person."

"I should've run after her." Seth muttered shaking his head violently.

"Seth! You're about to get married in like a month!" Ryan yelled at Seth.

"I want to marry Summer." Seth whined.

Ryan rolled his eyes. "I can't deal with this anymore." Ryan started to walk away.

Seth's eyes opened wide. "NO!" He ran in front of Ryan and dropped on his knees. "Ryan, don't leave me alone. Not with her." Seth motioned downstairs.

Ryan still started to walk away but realized he couldn't move. He looked down and saw Seth hugging his legs together for dear life.

"I'll do anything. Just keep me away from Samantha." Seth begged hugging Ryan's knees even tighter than ever.

Ryan gave in.

"Seth!" A very pissed Samantha yelled from somewhere downstairs.

"What?" Seth yelled back. He was clearly irritated.

"Get your ass down here." Samantha yelled back.

She really swore or talked like that when there were guests in the house.

Ryan and Seth exchanged a glance.

"This is going to be one hell of a marriage." Seth stated as he walked out of the room.

"Yup." Ryan said to himself. "And I'm going to watch it crash and burn from the front row."

Summer stood in front of the 7 foot mirror that totally dwarfed her small structure. She was wearing a champagne colored silk Vera Wang dress. "Remind me why I'm doing this again?"

"Doing what?" Marissa called from the bathroom where she was applying lip gloss. She walked out wearing a Missoni dress with high brown stilettos.

"Crashing Seth's pre-wedding bash." Summer responded as she reached for her own stilettos. She looked at Marissa's attire and gave an approving smile. "Ryan hates when you wear stilettos because you are so much taller than him."

They both giggled.

"You have to crash the party because Samantha is a bitch and you deserve to be with Seth." Marissa stated.

"Fine, fine, fine." Summer said despondently.

A car honked somewhere downstairs. They both heard Jimmy and Hailey walk downstairs and start to talk to someone outside. Marissa peeked out of her window. A black Cadillac stretch limo was parked downstairs.

"The limo's here."

Summer nodded and they both walked out of the room downstairs. Jimmy and Hailey were waiting downstairs for them.

"You guys look good." Jimmy commented.

"You really do look great." Hailey added.

Marissa and Summer blushed.

"Let's party!"

The party was already bustling. Seth near the bar, trying to beg the bartender to give him some more shots. The big burly guy was defiant, he didn't want Seth to get drunk.

"Look, dude, I'm paying you a hell of a lot of money. Just give me a damn beer." Seth yelled.

The guy shook his head.

"Half?" Seth asked, trying to compromise.

"A fourth? I swear if you don't give it to me I'm going to fire you. . ." Seth said.

The bartender sighed and poured some Heineken. "You've already had 6 shots. . ."

Seth grabbed the cup and stuck his tongue out.

In response, the bartender stuck his out too.

"Okay. . ." Seth walked away as fast as he could.

Summer was getting cold feet. She was in front of the W hotel and it the driveway was bustling with black limos.

"Sum!" Marissa scolded.

Jimmy and Hailey had left them to their own devices after they arrived. Jimmy wasn't very well liked in the Newport community so Hailey and him were trying to sneak in some other way, rather than go through the grand entrance.

Summer sighed and mustered some courage. She started ascending the steps. The doorman opened the gold-plated doors for them and they walked into the lobby. The lobby was practically empty since the party had begun a while ago. Someone showed them to the entrance of the party.

Suddenly Marissa began to feel sick. "I need to go to the bathroom." Marissa weakly managed.

"Coop!" Summer protested, but Marissa was already running towards the bathroom, past the swanky furniture and potted plants.

Summer took a deep breath before entering the room. The entrance was highly over-decorated. It had flowers and balloons and what not. It was on a bit of a platform and the room was a few steps below them. Summer observed everyone in the room from above. She was a good five feet above everyone. As Summer prepared to walk down the stairs, she knocked over a large porcelain vase.

The vase toppled then crashed on the ground, into a million pieces.

Everyone's attention was diverted. They all stared at Summer.

'When in doubt smile prettily.' Summer had always told herself. That's what she did. She cracked a beautiful smile and managed a sly, "Oops."

The room was in total silence. Even the band had stopped playing.

"Summer!" Seth called out very loudly. He ran across the room and to where Summer was standing. He tripped on the last step. Recovering himself, he stood up and gave a kiss on each cheek as a hello. "I'm glad you came!" Seth said unnecessarily loudly.

"Are you drunk?" Summer asked.

"I think." Seth slurred a little bit. "Yes." He stated before almost losing his balance.

Seth offered his arm. Summer took it, more to stabilize him.

They walked down the steps in full glory.

Marissa puked for the second time into the white china bowl of one of the toilets. She lay crumpled on the floor. After she was done, she laid her head on the side of the black stall.

"No, this can't be happening." Marissa whispered to herself. Marissa rubbed her stomach again. She had thought she was pregnant at Seth's house because she hadn't had her period for two months, but she had taken a pregnancy test and it said she was negative. Now she was seriously doubting it. Marissa hadn't been drinking so it couldn't be from drinking. . . Marissa was really worried. 'Maybe it's just a fluke.'

But in the back of her head, she knew she was pregnant with Seth's baby.

A/N: I feel eeeeeviiiiiiiilllllllllllll. Comments. Reviews are appreciated.