Marissa: Ryan…

Marissa whined into Ryan's ear as she hovered over his sleeping body in bed.

Marissa: …Ryan…wake up…

Ryan let out a groan and pulled a spare pillow over his head. Marissa was amused, but relentless nonetheless; she shook his body and poked at his ribs, still trying to wake him. Ryan's body jolted back and forth as inaudible sounds were heard coming from behind the muffled pillow.

Marissa: …wake up…

Ryan: No!

Ryan wrapped his arms around the pillow that covered his head. Marissa sat up straight on Ryan's stomach; she crossed her arms over her chest and stared at the pillow covering Ryan's face. Marissa let out a sigh and grasped the pillow in her hands trying to wrestle it away from Ryan. He put up a small fight, but eventually conceded, letting out another groan.

Ryan: I'm not going to win…am I?

Marissa smiled largely and quickly leaned down placing a kiss on Ryan's lips.

Marissa: No.

Ryan: Tell me again the purpose of this…

Marissa: I have a surprise for you.

Ryan's eyes perked open a bit, and he peered up at Marissa.

Marissa: Come on…get dressed.

Ryan: Where are we going?

Marissa: If I told you…it wouldn't be a surprise…

Marissa moved off the bed and walked to the bathroom, leaving a confused Ryan propped up on the bed. A few seconds later, Marissa emerged from the bathroom and found that Ryan hadn't moved.

Marissa: Ryan…

Ryan let out another groan, but moved from the bed, stumbling towards the bathroom.

Ryan: Where's Sam?

Marissa: Kirsten brought her to work today.

Ryan nodded and grabbed some fresh clothes before stepping into the bathroom. He emerged fully dressed and looking a bit more awake than he had prior.

Ryan: So…what are we doing?

Marissa: It's a –

Ryan: Surprise…right.

Marissa smiled and nodded her head. She took a few steps towards Ryan and reached out, holding onto his hand.

Marissa: You're gonna love it…

She leaned in and placed a soft kiss on Ryan's lips.

Ryan: Good thing I trust you.

Marissa smiled playfully and led Ryan out of the pool house. The two stepped into the kitchen, immediately spotting Sandy who was in the middle of preparing a bagel.

Sandy: Morning.

Ryan: Morning…

Marissa: Hey Sandy.

Sandy moved onto the second half of his bagel, applying a blob of cream cheese to that side.

Sandy: So, dinner last night was fun.

Marissa: Yeah, I think my dad fell in love with Sam.

Sandy looked up with a smile on his face.

Sandy: Yeah?

Marissa nodded her head up and down a few times

Sandy: Well, it's good to have him back. I finally have somebody to hang out with again.

Ryan: Yeah, you could use a friend.

Sandy: Thanks, kid.

A small smile escaped from Ryan's lips, and Sandy laughed slightly. He took a large bite out of his freshly prepared bagel and glanced between the two.

Sandy: You two about ready to go?

Ryan: He knows?

Marissa laughed and glanced over at Sandy.

Marissa: I needed a little bit of help.

Ryan looked suspiciously between Sandy and Marissa, neither of them giving anything up.

Marissa: Okay…let's go.

Sandy: Have a good time.

Ryan: Wait…somebody tell me what's going on.

Sandy: Not going to happen, kid.

Marissa smiled playfully at Ryan and leaned giving him a kiss on the cheek, she interlaced her fingers with his and led him towards the front door.

Marissa: Bye Sandy…thanks.

Sandy nodded his head and took another bite of his bagel. Ryan looked back at Sandy one last time before Marissa pulled him out of the kitchen. He raised his free hand in a small wave, but still looked utterly confused.

Marissa eased her Mustang onto the freeway, some quiet, but loud punk music wafting from the speakers. Ryan stared mindlessly out the window as Marissa focused on the road. Ryan turned his head towards Marissa and smiled. He had barely been out of the house all week, he'd barely been out of the house since Samantha had arrived, with the small exception of school. Marissa felt his eyes on her, and turned her head, quickly looking at Ryan. She offered him a bright smile and then turned her attention towards the road again. Marissa's right hand moved from the steering wheel and grasped onto Ryan's tightly.

Ryan: When are you going to let me in on this secret?

Marissa: Not yet…

In Cabo, Seth stood at the window in his bedroom. He looked out at the expansive backyard, and saw Summer sitting on the edge of a large fountain placed in the center of the yard. Seth turned quickly, exiting his room and walking towards the back of the house, then into the yard. He walked up behind Summer and leaned towards her whispering in her ear.

Seth: (Whispering) Follow me…

Seth passed Summer and walked over to an expansive flower garden. He ducked slightly and stepped under a small terrace into a small opening. Vines and flowers ran up the walls of the enclosed space, the intense fumes from the variety of flowers whipped through the air. Seth turned around in time to see Summer step under the terrace behind him. Seth immediately moved towards her, his hands found their way to her hips, he leaned in and kissed her. Summer, somewhat swept up in the moment, wrapped her arms around Seth's neck as the kiss intensified. Suddenly, she pulled back, placing her hands on Seth's chest.

Summer: We have to tell him.

Seth: Summer…

Seth leaned in again for another kiss, but Summer craned her head back.

Summer: We have to…

Seth: I kinda like sneaking around…

Seth smiled playfully and Summer rolled her eyes.

Seth: …last night at the club…it was fun…

Summer: Fun! Almost getting caught was not fun!

Seth shrugged his shoulders.

Seth: …but we didn't.

Summer: But we will. It can't happen that way…I have to tell him.

Seth: Okay…okay, we will.

Summer: I think maybe…I should…

Seth: You're sure?

Summer nodded her head affirmatively, and Seth hesitantly agreed. There was a moment of silence between the two as they both stared off in different directions thinking about the situation they got themselves into. Seth turned back towards Summer, with an almost pleading look on his face.

Seth: But I mean…we don't have to tell him immediately, right?

Summer: Cohen!

Seth: We're going to ruin his trip…more importantly; we're going to ruin our trip.

Summer: I'm going crazy, Cohen…he has to know…

Seth: Okay…but does he have to know right now?

Summer: Yes.

Seth opened his mouth in response, but Summer shot him a look that stopped any thought of speaking. He nodded his head slightly in agreement.

Ryan and Marissa had been on the road for about an hour. Their fingers remained intertwined in the center of the car. Ryan had been staring out the window towards the ocean side as Marissa moved the car up Pacific Coast Highway.

Ryan: Are we there yet?

Marissa: I'm seriously going to leave you on the side of the road if you don't stop asking me that every fifteen minutes.

Ryan laughed and looked over at Marissa.

Ryan: I'll stop asking when you tell me where we're going.

Marissa glanced sideways at Ryan, and for the first time, untangled her fingers from Ryan's. She reached her hand up quickly, turning the volume knob to the right slightly. She let out a small smile and then returned her hand to Ryan's.