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"What time is it?" Summer groaned as she flung her arm out landing across Seth's face.

"hmprfhm," Seth mumbled, removing her arm from his face.

"What time is it?"

"I don't know. I can't see. Where's your clock?"

"On your side of the bed," Summer sighed, rolling her eyes.

"It's…it's, wow, it's 1:30."

"In the afternoon?" Summer exclaimed throwing the covers off.

"Considering the wonderful K.C. didn't leave till like 7 am, yes," Seth hissed.

Summer rolled her eyes, ignoring his comment.

"Get up," Summer insisted, tugging on Seth's arm.

"Summer," Seth whined.

"Get up!"

Seth groaned.

"Get up!" Summer growled, smacking him with a pillow.

"Ok. Ok. I'm up."

With that, Seth got up out of bed and followed Summer to her kitchen.

"Are you cooking for me?" Seth asked grinning.

"Why yes I am. I'm cooking Corn Pops," Summer replied tossing the box of cereal at him. "Bowls are in the top cabinet."

"Thanks. You're such a sweet morning person."

"You're hilarious," Summer deadpanned. "Besides, it's 1:30. It's not morning anymore. Someone slept in."

"Or someones…what do you want to do today?"

Summer just gave him a look.

"Well I'd say site-seeing or fine dinning but gee we did that yesterday," Seth said flatly.

"Ok. What's going on? What's got your panties all in knots?" Summer asked with a look that said she wasn't amused.

"Nothing. Let's just spend some time together."

"Look, why don't we hit the beach," Summer suggested.

"Yes, because we never do that in Newport," Seth said sarcastically.

Summer shot him another look.

"The beach it is," Seth caved.

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"Can you get my back?" Summer asked, holding the bottle of lotion out to Seth.

"Of course."

Summer spread out on her beach towel on her stomach. Seth grinned to himself before straddling her back and squirting lotion in his hands. He began to massage her back for a few minutes. Summer shut her eyes and smiled, enjoying the feeling of his hands on her again.

After a few minutes, Summer mumbled something incoherently that sounded more like a moan.

"What was that, Sum?" Seth teased.

"Shut up and keep massaging. I've needed this."

"Yes, ma'am."

After a few more minutes, Summer made another incoherent mumble, moaning noise.

"Ok. Someone is really enjoying this so my turn," Seth laughed standing up and spreading out on the beach towel lying next to hers.

"Cohen," Summer pouted.

"Summer," Seth mimicked.

"Forget it. I'm not giving you a back massage. You didn't finish mine."

"Will you at least put some lotion on me?"

"Nope," Summer said.

"Please. I'll burn."

"Sucks to be you," Summer laughed as she shut her eyes and absorbed the heat from the sun on her back.

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"Oh it does suck to be me," Seth groaned as he gently leaned back into Summer's couch.

"I'm sorry, Cohen. I didn't think you'd really burn…or at least not this bad," Summer said sympathetically.

"I told you. I'm a little pale Jewish boy. The sun and I are not friends," Seth whined.

Summer bit her lip.

"Do you have any aloe or anything?"

"I might actually have some in the bathroom. Sit still," Summer instructed.

Seth did as he was told and she returned in a few minutes with a bottle of some lotion of some sort.

"This might help a little. I'm not really sure what it is. But hopefully it will help. It says it soothes sunburns," Summer winced reading the bottle.

"Can you-," Seth started.

"Of course. Just lay down."

Summer gently rubbed the lotion on Seth's sunburn. He hissed a little at first.

"I'm really sorry about this, Cohen."

"It's ok, Sum. I won't hate you for it," Seth grinned lopsidedly at her.

Summer felt her insides melt so she kissed him sweetly. The kiss soon turned passionate and she shoved him roughly onto the couch and climbed on top of him.

"Ow. Ow. Ow," Seth winced, pulling away from Summer.

"Ooo, I'm so so sorry," Summer said before kissing him again.

"It's ok. It only hurts a little," Seth said when the kiss broke.

Summer smiled at him weakly before placing her lips on his once more.

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"I can't believe I have to leave already. I just got here," Seth said sadly as they stood at the airport.

"Two days is really not enough time together," Summer replied equally as sad.

"I know. I wish I didn't have to leave so soon."

"Me too. I've missed you. This distance thing sucks," Summer pouted.

"Well distance makes the heart grow fonder…are you fonder yet?"

"Maybe a little but I don't know."

Summer scrunched up her nose in thought as Seth wrinkled his eyebrows together and stroked his chin.

They both started laughing.

"I guess I'll see you in two weeks," Seth sighed.

"I guess so."

"I'll miss you."

"Me too," Summer said, tearing up.

"You'll miss you, too?" Seth asked trying to lighten the mood.

"Shut up, Cohen," Summer slapped his arm.

Seth smiled at her sadly before kissing her.

"I love you," Summer whispered.

"I love you, too. That's my flight number they're announcing…I'll see you soon," Seth said, keeping a hold of her hand while he backed away.

"Not soon enough."

Seth sighed and finally dropped her hand as he walked the rest of the way to the gate.

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"What did you say to him?" Summer asked, stomping her foot and crossing her arms.

"Well hello to you, too, Oscar," K.C. laughed.

"What did you say to Cohen? You pissed him off and practically ruined our weekend together. We had like four hours one night and a day, which was a short day because we had to sleep in since someone wore us out with site-seeing the day before. And then he got sun-burnt, which by the way is a major mood killer when your guy keeps saying ow the whole time you're…well you know. So what is your problem? What the hell is your deal?"

"Whoa easy there, killer. I didn't do anything-," K.C. started.

"Cut the crap, K.C. I'm not buying. What did you say to him? Tell me now!" Summer demanded.

"It's not important."

"Look, you either tell me what you said or I will just ask Cohen. Either way I'll find out and I'll be less pissed if you just tell me now instead of making me do extra work."

"He's threatened by me or something and told me to stay away from you. I told him that we work together so I can't do that. He got mad about it and told me if I ever touched you off set, he'd like kill me or something. It was ridiculous. If you ask me, your man needs to have a little more faith in you," K.C. said rolling his eyes.

"He does have faith in me. He just doesn't have any in you. Which you haven't exactly given him a reason to," Summer sighed.

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"Well no offense but you completely acted like the over-protective boyfriend yesterday. I barely got a minute alone with my fiancé," Summer snorted.

"I'm sorry I was just trying to be a friend," K.C. said, pretending to be hurt.

"No. I'm sorry. I guess I'm just stressed. This whole Cohen visit was supposed to be all fun and sex and stuff…not crazy drama with my co-star and sun burns."

"Well it's not like I gave him the sun burn…so I'm just your co-star?"

"Well yeah," Summer said slowly, clearly confused.

"I thought we were friends not just co-stars."

"Oh we are. I just thought that you meant-never mind."

"You thought I meant more than friends," K.C. said almost huskily.

"I'm engaged," Summer said uneasily as K.C. walked closer to her.

"Dude, I was just kidding, Oscar," K.C. started cracking up.

"Oh my God."

Summer started laughing.

"Scared ya, didn't I? Get those thoughts out of your head. I hate to burst your bubble or your fiance's but I'm not into you like that."

"Right. I know. I know. It's just- well everything with Cohen and- sorry. I know," Summer stuttered.

"Good. Glad that's cleared up," K.C. laughed. "Now let's get to work."

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"How was it?" Kirsten asked as Seth strolled into the kitchen.

"Hey, Mom."

Kirsten went to hug him but Seth pulled away.

"Easy. I'm burnt," Seth explained.

"You got sun burnt?" Kirsten asked sympathetically.

Seth nodded.

"Way to go, son," Sandy teased.

Seth rolled his eyes just as Ryan and Marissa walked into the room.

"You're back," Marissa smiled coming up to hug him.

"I'm burnt," Seth said backing away.

"Sun burnt? Nice going," Ryan said.

"Thank you, everyone."

"Well how'd it go?" Sandy asked.

"Before or after the K.C. disaster?" Seth asked testily.

"The K.C. disaster? I didn't know it was a complete disaster," Ryan said, concerned.

"There were words exchanged. I don't trust him."

"Seth-," Kirsten started.

"Don't! Ok? He told me he wanted Summer and he told me to stay out of it!" Seth snapped.

"What?" everyone asked at once.

"Yeah. He came right out with it."

"What'd you do?" Marissa asked, shocked.

"Threatened him…then he laughed. He said some more things. Then I was basically going to kill him but Summer came back into the room."

"Did you tell her what he said?" Sandy asked.

"Well…"

"You didn't even tell her?" Marissa asked incredulously.

"Why didn't you tell her?" Ryan asked.

"Look, I didn't want to ruin the rest of the weekend, which was actually going quite well after that…until the sun burn."

"Oh, honey," Kirsten cooed.

"It's fine. I'm going to call her tonight and tell her everything. I told her to be careful around him…I hate that guy. He's like…he's like Matt. Why is that no one thinks I'm good enough for Summer? I mean I know I'm not but she seems to think so. Why can't they just leave us alone?" Seth asked, exasperatedly.

"You are more than good enough for Summer. That's why she's with you and not them. You guys are great together. People like that are just jealous and stupid," Marissa said firmly.

"Thanks, Marissa."

"Now go call my best friend. Somebody better tell her about that asshole," Marissa ordered.

Seth chuckled before he went to grab the phone.

"Hello," Summer's voice rang into Seth's ear.

"It's me. I made it home," Seth replied.

"Hey, you."

Seth could hear the smile in Summer's voice.

"Sum, I need to talk to you about something. I didn't want to say anything before and ruin the weekend but-," Seth started.

"Don't worry about it, Cohen. I already talked to K.C. I know everything," Summer interrupted.

"You do? He told you?"

"Well I had to practically beat it out of him, but yeah he told me. And look, I know how it seems but he's not interested in me and I'm not interested in him. I made sure to make that clear."

"You did?" Seth asked.

"Yeah. I'm engaged to you. I made sure he knew that and I think he's sorry. I think he actually feels bad for saying all of that stuff to you."

"He does?" Seth asked incredulously.

"I know it seemed like he was interested in me or something…or that he had some personal vendetta against you, but really he's not into me like that and he had nothing against you. We're just…we're just friends," Summer assured him.

"So he told you everything he said and you're ok with that?"

"Well he more or less did. He said he told you he couldn't stay away from me because we work together or something like that. Which is true-," Summer started.

"And the part about Matt and me being a nobody?"

"What?"

"Yeah, he didn't tell you everything," Seth snorted, fighting his anger.

"Look, it doesn't matter what he said. We're just friends and nothing's going to happen. I made sure that he knows that and he made sure that I knew that he doesn't feel that about me."

"Right."

"Well, they need me back on set. Let's just forget about this. I'm glad you made it home safe. I'll talk to you later," Summer sighed.

"Fine. I love you."

"You too," Summer mumbled before hanging up.

"That was a nice goodbye," Seth grumbled as he heard the dial tone.

"So it's good?" Marissa asked when Seth rejoined.

"I guess as good as it's going to be, all things considered. I'm gonna go home and unpack."

Everyone nodded sadly and watched Seth sulk away.

"Is he going to be okay?" Marissa asked.

"Yeah. It's just got to be hard to only spend a few days with Summer and end up in a fight most of the time," Sandy replied.

"They'll work this out," Kirsten added.

Ryan just stared after Seth.

(AN: Sorry for the lack of updates for a few days. I had to re-evaluate how I wanted to approach this b/c Summer's not exactly an idiot so I couldn't make K.C. a complete ass to her. He had to show her that he wasn't a bad guy, otherwise his plan would fail. But I assure you that he's still an ass but for Summer's sake its toned down (at least when talks to her). So yeah, Summer gave him hell b/c she's not a total idiot, but if we've learned anything about Summer it's that she forgives ppl eventually (especially Seth which is good but forgiving K.C. is bad). So yeah, there ya go. Enjoy.)