Title: No One Likes A Depressed Cohen
Author: SethCohenFan
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Seth leaves, and Summer figures it out. How does she react to his leaving? SUMMER POV
Disclaimer: I don't own the OC... Josh Schwartz does... as of now that is... MWHAHAHA!! Oh yes... CBS owns Survivor... and everything else happening in the next few chapters... except the plot.
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Part 7: Anticipation
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I walked towards my seat, which was graciously first class. I couldn't believe that Ryan was so accepting to the fact that Cohen was not only alive, but that I was going to go and see him. And on some island none the less.
What the hell was Cohen thinking? Living on the other side of the country and then not even telling us that he was alive or anything. I was going to kill him. But I have to get their first.
I sat down in my seat and looked out of the window at all of the other things going on around the airport. I had never really taken the time to look at what happens in an airport. I had gotten so into watching out the window that I hadn't realized that someone had sat down next to me.
I only noticed when he said something. I turned to look at him, a blank look on my face. I just looked at him for a bit. He was about eighteen, maybe twenty. It was a bit hard to tell. He had bright red hair and crystal blue eyes. He wasn't the greatest looking person in the world.
"Hello?" he asked again.
"Oh, sorry," I said quickly.
He smiled. "Don't worry about it. I didn't mean to bother you, I just thought, you know... it's a long flight, maybe we could talk or something."
At first I didn't know how to respond to him. He was very blunt, just asking right out. But there was something about him, or maybe I just wanted to talk to someone very badly.
"No, its all right, I was just like, out of it for a moment," I said, trying to smile.
He laughed. That was how it all started.
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We spent a lot of the rest of the flight just talking. It was a lot of meaningless nonsense, talking about movies, music, and even some politics. Nothing really personal had come up, yet.
I learned that his name was Kevin, he was nineteen and lived in Arizona for his entire life.
Kevin smiled. "So you going to the Survivor thing?" he asked. Had it come to that already?
I nodded.
"Same here," he responded. "My dad is on the show. I'm surprised that he lasted as long as he did. He is so ornery and annoying," he chuckled. "How about you?"
I turned my head to look out the window. I didn't really want to respond to his question, but it wasn't like I really had that much of a choice. "Are you okay?" he asked me.
Nodding, I turned to look back at him. "It is all very confusing. And it'll take a lot of time to explain," I explained.
He looked at me with his eyebrows raised. "Does it look like we're going to go anywhere?" He laughed.
I couldn't help but chuckle. "I guess you have a point there," I said, pausing for a second while trying to figure out exactly how to put it. "Well, I guess I should start at the beginning,"
"Good place to start," he interjected, trying to add some humor that seemed to have dried up when he mentioned Survivor.
I smiled weakly. "Well, five years ago a really good friend of mine, hell, my boyfriend ran off and we all thought that he was dead, everyone except for me and stuff. I think that I was the only one thought, well knew that Seth was still... well... still alive?"
The boy's eyes widened slightly. "Wait, you mean Seth Cohen, as in the annoying, sarcastic, can't make him shut up Cohen?"
I couldn't help but laugh. I had only seen a portion of that one episode, but it sounded a lot like the Seth I remembered. I nodded.
"You mean he's actually made it this far? That is just weird..."
It was kind of a relief when he didn't go all 'I'm sorry' on me. Cohen wasn't dead, he was alive, on some stupid island, but alive all the same. I was beginning to get along with this Kevin more and more.
We were both silent for a moment, before he began talking again. "So he just ran off, didn't tell anyone? Sheiz, that must have been hard,"
"Tell me about it," I said, smiling sadly. "And now, I just suddenly find out that he was living with his ex-girlfriend in New York... and it may seem weird, but I never really stopped loving him."
"That is such a tragic love story," Kevin sighed dramatically.
I laughed again. "That isn't the best part..." I held out my left hand, showing him the engagement ring from Ryan. "I'm engaged to his brother."
Kevin's eyes went wide. "That is screwed up, does he know?"
I shrugged. I knew nothing about Cohen, where he had been, what he was doing, hell, I didn't even know if he was the same Seth that had left all those years ago. Knowing my luck, he was a different person, but from the way that Kevin had described him, Seth Cohen hadn't changed a bit. "I haven't talked to him in years. Heck, I was beginning to think that he was dead too,"
"But he isn't. And he didn't tell you that he was alive or anything?"
I shook my head. "I'm beginning to think that maybe he didn't want anyone to know he was alive."
He didn't say anything. We both remained quiet for the remainder of the flight.
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After the plane landed, we got off.
"Uh, do you know where we're supposed to go?" I asked, turning to look at Kevin. The look on his face showed that he was as lost as I was.
Kevin looked around. I could tell that he was looking for something. "Maybe we should go to the person holding up the sign with our names, well my name at least," he said with a small smile, pointing at the man holding the sign reading Kevin Jensen and Anna Stern. "I thought you said your name was Summer."
I chuckled slightly. "It is. There was a slight change of plan, and I came instead of Anna. Once again, too long of a story for me to get into."
Kevin began heading over towards the man. The man didn't speak any English, but he seemed to know who we were and he motioned for us to follow him. I didn't completely trust the man, but I didn't really have much of a choice.
I caught up with Kevin and we followed the man towards a limo. This was it, wasn't it? I knew that the moment I would step into that limo, that I'd be on the way to Seth. My Seth. The Seth Cohen that had 'died' all those years ago.
Without a second thought she got into the limo.
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Kevin and I talked some more on the limo ride, waiting and anticipating seeing our loved ones. Well, I couldn't talk for Kevin, but he seemed to get more and more antsy, and as the ride progressed, my leg started to bounce with impatience. I wanted to see Cohen so badly. I wanted to see him, like I had all those years ago. Face to face.
I wanted to tell him how much pain he caused everyone and ask him why he did it. There were so many things that I wanted, no needed to say to Cohen, that had been building up inside of me.
"Summer, are you all right?" Kevin asked, penetrating into my little world.
"Yeah, fine," I answered quickly. "What were you saying."
"Nevermind."
He just looked at me. We rode the rest of the way in silence.
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When we got there, we joined up with the other people that were there for Survivor who had arrived earlier. We were going to get briefed before going to the island and meeting our loved one.
We all stood there waiting and waiting and waiting. It seemed like we were waiting forever. It was only then that a representative came and ushered us onto a small plane, telling us that everything would be explained later. I was beginning to get annoyed of the word later. I was sick and tired of hearing the word later.
I sat there in silence as everyone else was chatting between themselves. I was fine just sitting there, taking in the sights from the small plane window. My leg began jumping again as we neared the place and the plane began to descend. I was so close to Cohen, it was like I could feel him there with me. It may seem weird, but whatever it was that needed to be done, I'd do it. I needed to see Seth. I really needed to.
The plane landed bumpily and we all walked out of the plane. I stood near the back of the small group, listening to whatever the guy who was talking was saying.
"Okay, now you will have a few seconds to talk to your loved one, before we have to start the game. You will not be allowed to say goodbye or anything if you shall lose, so no pouting if you lose, just leave. Got it?"
Everyone nodded, including myself.
"Good, now I won't tell you what we are doing until we get there, so please get into the vehicle and sit tight. We'll be there in a few minutes."
Once again, everyone piled into the car/vanish thingy. Closer and closer with every turn of the wheel. I felt like pinching myself as if trying to wake me up from this dream that I was obviously having. I was going to see Seth. I hoped that he remembered who I was.
I just sat there, ignoring everyone and everything. My mind was set. I had to see Seth, and for more than just a few seconds.
After what seemed like forever, the car screeched to a stop and the man got out and helped us all out. I saw a bunch of people standing on what looked like a beach. I could spot Seth out of all of them, and tears began to well up in my eyes. It was Seth. Seth! My eyes couldn't believe what I was seeing.
Normally, I wasn't the type of person to get emotional. But I was standing thirty feet from the person who I loved, and still did love. I was standing thirty feet from the supposedly dead Seth Cohen. My heart began to race.
Slowly, one by one, the host called us out. I stood there until I was the last one left. Nervousness was coursing through my body. What if he didn't remember me? Even worse, what if he didn't want to see me, and that was the whole reason as to why he hadn't come home? All of these what ifs. I knew I'd never know if I didn't try.
"Seth, come here," I heard the host say. My heart pounded faster. "I'm sorry to say that Anna couldn't make it to see you," the man paused, and the look on Seth's face looked anything but happy.
"But she did send someone who she knew you'd be excited to see. Seth. It's your long time friend Summer..."
Before I could stop myself, my feet were racing towards Cohen, who had a shocked look on his face. I wrapped my arms around him and hugged him tightly. "Why Seth, why?"
I didn't feel him hug me back. He was all tense. "Summer?" he asked.
Tears were now cascading down my face. "Seth. Oh God Seth. I missed you so much."
Seth didn't respond as I hugged him tighter and began to cry.
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A/n: Once again, sorry about the wait. I had major writer's block. But this is a not so evil cliff hanger... I could have made it worse, but decided not to. Hopefully I'll update again... and not three months later...
benzbabidoll – Hmmmmmmm... That is an idea... just kidding.
HOTTERTHNU – There is a reason, I think...
Emily – I can't wait to write it.
Katherine – I love Ryan... but not as much as Seth.. ummmm...
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Dddd – I can't promise that at the moment... at the moment.
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Cassie – Thanks!
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Shannon – I'd love to write it in Seth's POV but this is mainly Summer's POV... I don't think I could write it in Seth's.
McLerran – Some!? Some explaining? Hmmmm, maybe I know how to get around this.
Adamismine69 – Seth/Anna? That is wrong. Summer/Ryan is quite interesting, and everything is better than Seth/Marissa. Awwwww... just so you know, it was your review that got me to start writing this story again.