Back at school, Seth, Lindsay, Zach and Summer had finished up their meeting and were heading out towards the parking lot.

Seth: So why don't we all just go in the Rover…I've got more than enough room.

Summer: I don't know Cohen; do you still drive like an old lady?

Seth: Well, you'll just have to get in to find out.

Seth briskly walked around to the drivers seat and opened the door getting into the Range Rover. Lindsay followed suit getting into the passenger seat. Zach followed as well, opening the back door of the car for Summer who eventually got in and slid over in the seat behind Seth. Seth pulled out of the Harbor parking lot, heading towards South Coast Plaza and the comic book store.

Back at the pier Ryan and Marissa had finished their lunch and were aimlessly walking up the pier hand in hand. Ryan led Marissa over to the side, leaning her against the rail, and moving in for a kiss. When the two finally let up Ryan let his forehead rest against Marissa's.

Marissa: You want to get out of here?

Ryan: Your pool house or mine?

Marissa: Definitely yours.

Ryan smiled, taking Marissa's hands in his and pulling her away from the rail, heading back towards Marissa's car.

At South Coast Plaza, Seth and crew were inside the comic book store. Zach was browsing through the issues of Superman they had in stock, while Summer stood next to him, trying not to look bored, and also trying not to look at Seth and Lindsay who were standing across the store.

Lindsay: So what am I supposed to be looking for?

Seth: Well, what do you like?

Lindsay: Um, Wonder Woman…oh, I used to like Betty and Veronica.

Seth stopped flipping through comics and looked over at Lindsay.

Seth: Well, we're going to have to start you with the classics.

Seth immediately began walking around the store, picking comics off of racks as he walked by. Lindsay followed behind Seth, trying to keep up. Eventually Seth made his way towards where Zach and Summer were standing. Seth quickly walked past them once and then again going in the other direction.

Summer: God Cohen, you're like crazy; you're bouncing all over the store.

Seth: I can't help myself Summer, I can't resist the opportunity to turn somebody on to comics.

Summer shook her head and tried to pay attention to something other than Seth Cohen. The truth was, she missed Seth. Zach was great, he was perfect, but he wasn't Seth, nobody else was Seth. Zach was a good replacement, but he couldn't do those little "Cohen-y" things that she missed so much. Summer immediately stopped herself, putting any thoughts of her being happy with Seth to the back of her mind.

About fifteen minutes later, everybody had finished up, and Seth, Zach and Lindsay stood in the check out line, waiting to pay for their comics. Seth looked around him at the people he was with and was surprised that he was having such a good time. These people weren't half bad, which seemed to make it even harder to dislike them, which Seth was still trying hard to do, even though it was to no avail.

Seth: So what are you guys doing now?

Lindsay: I don't know.

Zach: I just have to be home for dinner later.

Seth rolled his eyes internally, but continued on with what he was going to say.

Seth: Well, if you guys want…you could all come to my house, hang out…play some play station.

Zach: You don't seem like the type, but I have to ask…no sports games right?

Seth: Are you kidding man, the sports games are the worst.

Seth and Zach shared and laugh and a handshake, which Summer noticed, yet tried not to…it was hard enough that they were already friends.

Zach: Well then yeah, I'm in…how about you ladies?

Summer: Sure.

Lindsay: I guess.

Everybody paid for their comics and made their way out of the store and through the mall, back to Seth's Range Rover to drive to the Cohen's.

Meanwhile, Ryan and Marissa had arrived at the Cohen's and Marissa had parked her car at the foot of the driveway against the curb. The two were slowly walking up the Cohen driveway. Ryan came up behind Marissa and wrapped his arms around her, both still walking up the driveway. Ryan leaned in placing kisses on Marissa's neck. Marissa placed her hands on top of Ryan's pulling his arms tighter around her.

Marissa: I love you; you know that?

Ryan smiled into Marissa's shoulder still kissing her.

Ryan: I love you too.

Marissa: I know.

Ryan laughed and turned Marissa around so she was facing him.

Ryan: Do you now.

Marissa smiled and nodded, and they both moved in for a kiss. When the kiss broke, the two stood still, remaining in the driveway. Ryan brought his head up looking over Marissa's shoulder and towards the front door. Ryan's mouth immediately dropped and his eyes became glazed over. Marissa immediately took notice of this.

Marissa: Ryan, what's wrong?

Ryan didn't say anything he just continued to stare over her shoulder.

Marissa: Ryan…

Marissa tore her eyes off Ryan and looked in the direction he was looking. Sitting on the front stoop of the Cohen's house was a small wicker basket, and sitting inside the basket, wrapped tightly in a faded red blanket sat a baby sleeping soundly. Ryan unconsciously reached down grasping onto Marissa's hand tightly before making his way towards the front door. The two stopped in front of the basket, looking down at the sleeping baby. Ryan finally tore his eyes away from the baby and looked over at Marissa who looked like she was in shock. Neither of them could say anything, neither knew what to say even if they wanted to say something. The two stood over the baby for what seemed like forever before finally, Ryan reached down scooping the basket up in his arms and ushering Marissa into the house.

Ryan, Marissa, Sandy and Kirsten all stood around the kitchen. The baby was still sitting in the basket, which Ryan had placed on the island counter. Kirsten was standing by the sink, in front of the baby; Ryan was standing to her left, in front of the cabinets, and somewhat away from the baby. Sandy stood across from Kirsten while Marissa lingered in the doorway to the kitchen. Nobody spoke, everybody just stared down at the baby, who was now awake and searching the room with it's eyes. Kirsten took a step towards the baby who looked up at her and smiled. Kirsten placed her hand in the blanket, and slowly observed the baby.

Kirsten: It's a girl…

Kirsten continued looking down at the basket, and suddenly noticed a while piece of paper tucked into the blanket. Kirsten reached for it while turning her head towards Ryan.

Kirsten: …did you see this?

Kirsten removed the piece of paper and held it in her hand. Ryan shook his head and looked back at Kirsten.

Ryan: What does it say?

Kirsten looked down at the paper and opened her mouth only to close it again. She looked over at Ryan, and then over at Sandy before turning her eyes back to the paper again.

Kirsten: It says…I'm sorry.

Ryan looked down at the baby in utter disbelief. Suddenly, they heard the front door slam shut and a group of footsteps heading in their direction.

Seth: (Yelling through the house) Mom…dad, I'm home…I brought a few friends over…

Seth made his way into the kitchen and immediately stopped when he saw the looks on everybody's faces. Marissa moved into the kitchen standing next to Sandy, while Seth moved into the kitchen, and Summer, Zach and Lindsay took Marissa's place standing in the doorway, thoroughly confused as to what was going on.

Seth: What's going on?

Seth looked around the room, and it was then that his eyes lay upon the baby.

Seth: Okay…seriously, what's going on?

Sandy: I wish I could tell you son.

Out of nowhere, Ryan moved towards the baby. Silence crept into the room once again as everybody watched Ryan. Kirsten moved back as Ryan stood right in front of the baby. He leaned down placing his arms on the countertop and wrapping them around the basket. Ryan leaned in looking the baby over intently. There in front of him, lay a blonde haired, blue eyed, absolutely beautiful baby girl. Ryan brought a hand up running his fingers through the baby's blonde hair, and looking into the baby's eyes. Ryan moved his hand away from the baby's face, but the baby caught Ryan's finger, grabbing onto it and shaking it. The baby let out a giggle and a smile suddenly appeared on Ryan's face. But as the realization suddenly set in, the smile began to fade from Ryan's face. His face went stoic again as he took a step back from the baby.

Ryan: (Quietly) This isn't possible…

Ryan turned his head towards Kirsten who was standing next to him, to his right.

Ryan: …this isn't possible, right? How could she do this?

Kirsten: Ryan, I…don't know.

Kirsten looked at the baby again and then looked back at Ryan.

Kirsten: She does look like…

Ryan: (Interrupting) Me.