A few seconds later, Ryan entered the kitchen again, coming in through the French doors and walking straight over to the phone. Ryan picked up the phone immediately dialing a number and placing the phone against his ear. Ryan paced around the room as the phone rang in his ear.

Ryan: (Talking to the phone) Pick up your phone…

The phone continued to ring with no answer.

Ryan: …Dammit Theresa pick up your phone!

The phone continued to ring and eventually Ryan gave up, bringing the phone away from his ear. Ryan looked over at Sandy, but he looked as confused as all the rest. Ryan reached into his back pocket, pulling out his wallet and immediately setting it on the counter. Ryan reached into a crevice in his wallet, pulling out a few papers. Ryan sifted through the papers till he found a card and pulled it out, immediately dialing the number on the card. Ryan placed the phone against his ear again as it began to ring. After a few seconds a woman's voice came on the other end.

Ryan: (On phone) Yes, hello, is Dr. Harris in please?

Receptionist: (On phone) Yes, he is, but he's with a patient right now…would you like to leave him a message?

Ryan: (On phone) Um…no, maybe you can help me with something.

Receptionist: (On phone) What can I help you with sir?

Ryan: This is Ryan Atwood; I came in numerous times over the summer with…

Receptionist: Theresa, right? I remember you.

Ryan: Yes, that's right…could you possibly tell me the last time Theresa came in for an appointment.

Receptionist: Let me see…she hasn't been in lately…

Ryan could hear the receptionist sifting through paperwork over the phone.

Receptionist: …oh, here it is…the last time she was here was not quite a month ago. She came in a few weeks after Samantha was born.

Ryan: Samantha?

Receptionist: Yes…the baby.

Ryan: Oh, and everything was okay?

Receptionist: According to the file, the baby was perfectly healthy…oh, and she had a paternity test…

Ryan: She did…am I…?

Receptionist: Well, yes Mr. Atwood, you're the father.

Ryan: Right, of course.

Ryan was suddenly speechless as everything was cementing into his brain.

Receptionist: Is there anything else I can do for you?

Ryan immediately snapped out of it.

Ryan: Actually, there is…the last time Theresa was there, she didn't happen to mention anything about moving…did she?

Receptionist: Oh, well, not to me…I'm sorry.

Ryan: That's okay…thank you.

Ryan brought the phone away from his ear once again. Ryan set the phone down on the counter and turned away from everybody in the room. In an instant, Ryan brought his fist up and started pounding it against one of the cabinet doors in the kitchen.

Sandy: Ryan…

Kirsten: Ryan, please…

Seth took a step towards Ryan but Sandy immediately put his hand up motioning for Seth to stop. Contrary to their pleas, Ryan didn't stop; he continued pounding his fist against the wall. Suddenly Marissa appeared in the doorway, having come in from the pool house after hearing loud noises. She stopped immediately when she saw Ryan.

Marissa: Ryan…

Ryan immediately stopped pounding his fist into the wall as he heard Marissa's voice, and leaned his head against it, placing the palm of his hand against the cabinet door. Marissa immediately moved through the room, quickly walking past Sandy and came up behind Ryan. Marissa placed her right hand on Ryan's shoulder and wrapped her left hand around his arm, leaning her body into his. All the tension drained from Ryan's body when Marissa touched him, and it was apparent. Marissa put her head next to Ryan's whispering in his ear.

Marissa: (Whispering) It's okay…we'll figure this out.

Ryan's body remained perfectly still, his head still leaning against the cabinet door.

Ryan: We.

Marissa ran her hand down Ryan's arm, reaching up and interlocking her fingers with the hand Ryan had been using to beat the cabinet door in.

Marissa: Hey…I'm not going anywhere.

Ryan immediately raised his head turning to look at Marissa. They didn't speak; they just looked at each other. Ryan moved first, leaning in and placing his head next to Marissa's and whispering in her ear.

Ryan: (Whispering) I love you.

Marissa wrapped her arms around Ryan's neck pulling him closer to her.

Marissa: (Whispering) I love you too.

Ryan nuzzled his head down in Marissa's neck and let out a deep breath.

Marissa: Come on…

Marissa pulled back slightly leading Ryan out of the kitchen, and through the back way into the living room. Marissa led Ryan over to the couch, sitting him down, and then proceeding to sit in his lap. Ryan wrapped his arms around her and let his head rest on her chest. Marissa ran her hands through Ryan's hair and the two sat there in silence.

Back in the kitchen, Marissa had just led Ryan out of the room, and all the others remained still, as if not believing what had just happened.

Seth: How does she do that?

Sandy: I have no idea.

Kirsten: I do…

Summer: She loves him.

Kirsten turned towards Summer and smiled to the best of her ability given the circumstances.

Kirsten: And he knows it…he trusts her.

Seth: Yeah, but all she had to say was his name and he stopped…

Summer: I almost forgot how good they are together…you wouldn't think so, but…they're perfect for each other.

Sandy: It's a crazy world.

Sandy walked over next to Kirsten and looked down at the baby.

Sandy: It's a really crazy world.