Disclaimer: Fox and Josh Schwartz own The O.C. not me...wow
"Summer! Summer over here!" a photographer yelled.
"Summer look this way please!" another shouted.
"Seth! Mr. Cohen! Over here!"
"Mr. and Mrs. Cohen! This way!" yet another photographer yelled trying to snap a decent photo.
"Oh! There's E!" Summer exclaimed taking off in that direction with Seth following close behind.
"Summer! Darling you are looking fabulous!" Melissa Rivers exclaimed.
"Thank you! You look wonderful."
"Aw thanks. But seriously you are just glowing. How far along are you?"
"Seven months," Summer smiled proudly.
"Congratulations. Now who are you wearing tonight?" Melissa asked.
"Versace."
"And Mr. Cohen, who are you wearing?"
"Armani. Summer told me that I look best in Armani so here I am," Seth laughed.
"And little Miss Cohen?" Melissa asked.
The miniature version of Summer didn't reply.
"Taylor, why don't you tell Melissa who you're wearing," Summer smiled down at her daughter.
"I'm wearing Versace just like my mom," Taylor said shyly.
"You look beautiful," Melissa smiled.
"What do you tell her?" Seth asked.
"Thank you," Taylor replied.
"She's kind of shy," Summer shrugged.
"We're not really sure how that happened considering how shy we both are," Seth teased poking Taylor who rolled her eyes at him. "But when she does that I know she's definitely Summer's daughter."
Everyone laughed even Taylor. Taylor looked almost exactly like Summer when she was younger. She was eleven years old but they knew she'd have all the boys after her, which Seth was constantly panicking about already. She had somewhat wavy hair that fell gracefully to her shoulders just like her mother. She was taller than the majority of the boys in her class, which probably came from Seth's height. She had her mother's nose and her father's eyes.
"What about Mr. Cohen? Who are you wearing honey?"
"Drew," Seth said to the little boy who was waving at some of the fans.
"Huh?"
"Andrew, who are you wearing?" Summer asked, barely containing a laugh as Drew continued to wave to the fans.
Drew turned around for a second and said, "Armani. Mom likes it."
They all laughed as he turned around to his adoring public and began waving some more. Drew looked a lot like Summer too. He had the same cheeks and eyes. He was kind of short for a seven year old. His only feature that looked like Seth was his dark curly hair. He was supposed to be their last child but once he turned three Seth and Summer decided to have a third. Her career kept her busy so they didn't really starting trying again until Drew was four. They tried for almost a year before Summer finally got pregnant for their third child, Cameron. Summer was currently pregnant with their fourth child and up for her second Academy Award for best actress. They hadn't planned on having each of their kids four years apart but Summer's career and natural timing just seemed to make it that way.
"And the youngest Cohen? Who are you wearing sweetheart?" Melissa asked the four year old.
"Armani," Cameron said, trying his best to say it right like they'd practiced.
Cameronhad curly hair like his father's but kept it cut short enough that you barely noticed the curl. He had Seth's eyes and was fairly tall for his age. He was basically a miniature version of Seth with one exception, he had Summer's nose.
"Well thank you all for stopping by. Maybe next year we'll get an interview with the newest Cohen," Melissa giggled as Seth and Summer rounded up their kids and hit the red carpet again.
"Mom if you win tonight, can we go up with you?" Drew asked.
"No, I'm sorry sweetie."
"Please," Cameron begged.
"Your mom said no. Don't bug her. She's pretty nervous," Seth cut in.
"Yeah but its not like she hasn't won an Oscar before. She polishes it like everyday," Drew said rolling his eyes.
"Why is it that after everything I say, everybody rolls their eyes. If they didn't somewhat look like me, I'd think they were just your kids," Seth said to Summer.
She rolled her eyes and laughed.
"See, you set a bad example!" Seth exclaimed opening the door for his family.
"I know, Cohen. I try," Summer smirked before pecking him lightly on the lips as she walked past him into the building.
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"And the winner is….Summer Roberts for Little Beauty."
Summer grinned as she leaned over and kissed all three of her children's cheeks and then kissed Seth. She stood up and made her way to the stage.
"That's my mom!" Drew yelled causing a large portion of the audience around their seats to laugh.
"Shut up, Drew," Taylor hissed.
"Why you gonna have a rage blackout," Drew teased.
Taylor glared at him.
"Taylor's mad," Cameron teased, only to receive a glare as well.
"Hey, all of you, be quiet! Your mom's giving a speech!" Seth ordered.
"And finally I would just like to thank my family. Seth, I love you so much. You have given me everything I've ever wanted. You've supported me through this entire thing and you've given me a family. I love you. Taylor, Drew, and Cameron, I love you guys so so so much. You are my world. The first Oscar was for your dad. This one's for you guys and wheneverthis onedecides to grace the world with her presence. Thank you to the Academy, to my friends, to my family, and of course my fans! I love you all! Thank you!" Summer exclaimed.
"So does this mean we have to do all of the after parties?" Drew asked after Summer left the stage.
"I don't know. That's up to your mom," Seth replied.
"Can't we just go play playstation?" Drew pouted, the kids certainly had Summer's pout down.
"We'll see."
"Playstation? Ew, you are such a geek," Taylor sighed.
"Well at least I'm not a stuck-up Newpsie," Drew countered.
"I'm telling, Mom you said that."
"Good and I'll tell her you called me a geek."
"I want to play playstation. I'm not a geek," Cameron cut in.
"Guys, stop it," Seth said as he ushered the kids out to the press room to meet Summer.
"Dad," all three said, rolling their eyes.
"I love my life," Seth snorted.
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"Hey there you are!" Summer squealed as she ran up to her family.
She pecked the kids on their cheeks and kissed Seth's lips tenderly.
"Congratulations," Seth whispered, stroking her back lightly as they pulled apart.
"Thank you."
"Do we have to go to the stupid after parties?" Drew asked.
"Just one at the Crab Shack. It's tradition…besides, the whole family will be there."
"Really?" Taylor asked with a small grin.
"Yes and I think that Jake is going to bring his one friend, oh what's his name?" Summer asked.
"Logan," Taylor said, trying to sound casual.
"Wait a minute, who's Logan?" Seth asked, taking on the protective father role.
"He's nobody."
"He doesn't sound like nobody," Drew teased. "Sounds like Taylor's got a crush."
"Who's Logan?" Seth asked again, while they walked to the limo.
"Logan is Jake's friend," Summer replied shooing the last of their children into the limo.
"Jake Atwood's friend. He's almost thirteen!" Seth exclaimed.
"He just turned twelve like two months ago," Taylor cut in, narrowing her eyes at Seth in a way that Summer always did.
"So I take it then that the whole Atwood clan is joining us?" Drew asked.
"Yes, and I swear if you pull any pranks on Madison tonight, so help me God-," Summer started.
"I know, Mom, I know. I'll behave," Drew sighed.
"And my parents are coming?" Seth asked.
"The whole Cohen/Atwood/Roberts/Cooper family," Summer replied.
"So just like before? Even David and Billy's families?"
"Yes, insane I know. It's like thirty people," Summer snorted.
"Wow. If we keep expanding we'll have to find a bigger place for the next Oscar," Seth muttered.
"The next one? Mom's going to win another one?" Cameron asked.
"Probably. You're Mom's always been pretty good at acting," Seth smirked.
Summer smiled and kissed him much to the disgust of their three kids.
(AN: And that's it. That's all she wrote! This story is over...except now that's its finally finished I'm having serious post-partum depression issues...isn't that what it's called when the mom misses her baby? So yeah, I miss it already but I know that my brain could use a break. So I've got a few ideas for some short stories like one or two-parters...and then I might dive into my story about Atomic County and such...but now I'm getting the feeling that Atomic County will be pushed back b/c I kinda wanna write about what happens between the last chapter and this epilogue...I don't know though...but just stay with me. haha. I've got some ideas for lots of stories...I'm like a fountain of ideas...I just lack the brain capacity and effort to actually go through w/ all of them. But thank you all soooo much for the great reviews and for sticking with me through these two stories. I'm seriously considering a third b/c good things come in three's...like Destiny's Child or the American Pie movies or the number of guys I've dated lol...um anyway, thank you again to all of my readers! I have the best readers in the world! Thanks! This is Lil Alcoholic O.C.-Addicted Kid signing off...over and out...until next time...but not next time of this story...THE END!)
