Surprises

Summary- Seth and Summer continue their talk from last chapter, and Ryan's birthday comes into play, and a surprise guest.

Disclaimer- I don't own anything incorporated with the legend that is the OC, and I don't own those creepy clowns either.

A/N - So someone will come into the story, but not for long, and no, she's not out to ruin anyone, or kill anyone, she's there for a reason, you'll find out next chapter. Oh, and someone asked who's kid it is, it's Seth's. Thanks for all the great fabulous reviews, they really make my day, if you're a writer yourself, you understand. Anyhoo...

On with it...

Summer stared at Seth, who was sitting Indian style on the grass, and had been there for a while. "Pregnant, huh?" he asked.

Summer nodded her head and patted her flat stomach. Seth put his hands over her stomach, and rubbed them on it. "You're not fat," he stated.

"Well, obviously!" she snapped.

Seth took notice. "Ah, and the hormones begin." Summer rolled her eyes. "Don't you have anything to say?" she asked.

"How did this happen?"

"Um, well, you remember...the first night and all...well, we didn't use a...you know, and it's not like I was expecting sex so I wasn't on the pill."

"Oh", Seth nodded his head understandily.

"So what are we gonna do?"

"What do you mean?"

"Well...you just asked me to marry you...and I told you I'm pregnant...so?"

Seth snapped back in his normal daze, and got down on one knee again. "So...Summer? Will you marry me?" he asked again, a nervous smile on his face. "Again?"

She took her left hand off of her belly and put it in Seth's. "Of course," she answered, a huge grin on her face. "Good," he answered, putting the finger on her ring finger. She bent down to give him a short kiss, but Seth pulled her in by the waist, so she was in his lap, and kissed her passionately. He leaned back on the grass, Summer and her lips still following, when she broke away. "You really didn't ask my Dad?" she asked.

Seth shook his head. "But it's ok, me and Ryan, we're in a club, The Don't Ask the Father If We Can Marry Their Daughter Club."

"You're so cheesy," she smiled.

"It's all a part of my charm," he retorted.

"And I love your charm," she said sweetly, leaning in for another kiss. Faded out to the two of them kissing on the grass and music playing in the background.

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"Daddy! Daddy! Wake up!" Emily and Connor shouted coming into Ryan and Marissa's bedroom. Jake and Riley followed, rubbing their eyes and bumping into anything that stood in their way in the hallway. It was 6 in the morning, on a Saturday, no one was up this early.

Emily and Connor swung open their parents bedroom, only to see movement under the sheets. "Daddy! Are you fighting a monster?!" they asked, while dancing around the room, slowly making their way to their bed. Jake and Riley leaned up against the doorframe, holding in their laughter. "Wahoo! It's your birthday! Party! It's your birthday!" the twins screamed as they started to climb up on the bed.

Ryan and Marissa peeked their heads out of the covers, just to see all their children looking at them suspicously. Marissa pulled the covers back, fixing her top in the process as Ryan fixed his hair and his wifebeater. "Happy birthday Dad!" they screamed for the millionth time.

"You guys? Isn't it a little too early to be waking up?" Ryan asked.

"Apparently not if you two are going at it," Jake retorted.

"And these two monkies woke us up anyways," Riley chipped in.

"Morning guys," he greeted Emily and Connor, who had put lipstick all over their faces and some of Marissa's eyeshadow, so they looked like clowns. "We're clowns!" they exclaimed happily.

"Yes you are," Marissa said in a childlike voice, grabbing ahold of them and sitting them down.

"Aw, you guys did all this for me?" Ryan asked.

"Yeah Daddy, we love you" Emily said sweetly.

"Yeah, we love you lots!" Connor exclaimed, lunging at Ryan's neck, giving him a big bear hug. Emily also lunged at Ryan, but getting Connor's back instead. She held onto Connor's back as she tried to hug Ryan as well. Marissa managed to get them both off before Ryan leaked blood. He gave both the top of their heads a kiss and Jake and Riley made their way over to the bed.

"Happy birthday old man," Jake joked, giving Ryan a hug.

"Aw geez, thanks," Ryan thanked him sarcastically.

"Happy birthday Dad," Riley told him, giving him a hug and a kiss on the cheek.

"Thanks Riles."

"What's next?" Connor asked, shrugging his shoulders.

"What's next is..." Marissa started grabbing Connor, "Is to take off that make up off you before it's impossible to get off."

"Impossible!" Emily exclaimed. They all laughed and Marissa went to grab Emily as well, when she was taken away by Riley.

"We got this," she explained, balancing Emily on one hip.

"Right, we do, we'll take them out to the park or something," Jake said and grabbed Connor from the bed.

"You guys need some alone time..."

"Well, some more..." he added with a grin. Ryan and Marissa both gave them sarcastic smiles and watched them as they walked away.

"Thank you!" they both called out as they closed the door.

"Yeah! Just don't expect it everyday!" they retorted.

Marissa smiled and gabbed him by the neck. " Now...Where were we?" Ryan asked, a smile on his face.

"Right here I believe." she told him, pulling him in for a big kiss. He laughed and kissed back when her lips met his. "I love you", he whispered, pulling the covers over them once again.

"I love you too", she whispered back as some swift moves were made under the covers.

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"Open it, open it!" Connor clapped his hands excitedly.

"All right, all right, hold on," Ryan said, as he unwrapped Emily and Connor's gift. "Faster!" Emily demaded.

"Would you please wait?"

"Dad? You're such a wimp, just tear the damn thing open!" Jake yelled.

Ryan and Marissa glared at him.

"Yeah, open the damn thing!" Connor repeated his big brother's words.

"Damn thing!" Emily yelled after the two of them.

"We don't use that language in this house," Marissa warned.

"What damn language!?"

Jake laughed, "Okay, you guys, calm down, no more bad words."

Ryan carefully unwrapped it and found something glittery in the box. It was a flashing tie, with the words Dad written in green flashing lights. Ryan was surprised but held it out for everyone to see. Jake and Riley snickered, and Emily and Connor glared at them. "Don't a be jealous that we have the bestest gift!" they scolded.

"Right. We're sorry," Jake apologized for both him and Riley.

"That's better," Emily said, hands on hips.

"Okay, guys that's it," Ryan announced.

"That's it?" Emily asked.

"That's it," Ryan repeated.

The phone started ringing and Ryan was closest to it, so he picked it up. "Hello?"

He motioned for his family to quiet down, but they didn't; so he got up from the couch and went into the kitchen. "Hello?" he said again.

"Hey! It's me, Seth!" Seth called out from the phone.

"Yeah, I know, what's up!?"

"Fine, we're doing fine, happy birthday man!" he yelled.

"Thanks...so how's your vacation?"

"We're doing good, actually better than good, great!"

"That's good, so when are you guys coming back?"

"Hmm...well if Summer has anything to do with it, never!" he joked. Ryan laughed. "Is it that nice?" he asked.

"It's paradise man, you should defintely come out here!"

"Yeah, when the kids are 50, maybe I'll come there and join you," Ryan joked back.

"Cohen!" Summer exclaimed, pointing to herself, and than the phone. "Happy Birthday!" she screamed.

Seth finally got her signals. "Ok, ok, Ryan? Summer says happy birthday".

Ryan smiled, "Okay, tell her I said thanks".

Seth nodded his head and put his hand over the mouthpiece and spoke to Summer. "He said, 'whatever'."

Summer feigned shock. "Cohen!" she growled, grabbing his arm forcefully. "I can hurt you! I'm big!" she announced.

"Not that big," he retorted, looking her up and down.

"I could take you," she told him, hands on hips.

"I could take you," he mimicked.

"Ok, how about you take each other after I get off the phone," Ryan spoke up. Seth finally returned his attention back to Ryan.

"Sorry man."

"It's ok. So how are you and Summer dealing with the whole baby situation?"

"I can't even tell she's pregnant, she's so thin, yes you are," Seth said in a baby voice, pinching Summer's cheek. Ryan heard a slap and an "Ow". "Ok, I'm back, she's going off to the beach, before she gets any fatter."

"Word of advice, don't call a pregnant woman 'fat'," Ryan told him.

"Why?" Seth laughed, "You called Marissa fat?"he asked.

"I called her 'big'," Ryan corrected.

"And let me guess, you ended up sleeping on the couch?" he joked.

Ryan rolled his eyes. "Yes, but it was during the first pregnancy, so what did I know?"

"True." "So how does it feel to be the big 3-7?" Seth asked, his voice turning dramatic.

"Um, the same as it feels to be 36."

"Any grays yet?"

"None yet, but I'm sure in time they will."

Seth laughed. "Well, a baby on the way, I'm sure I'm ahead of you." This time, Ryan laughed. "Yeah, 4 kids is enough, actually 1 was enough..." he said sarcastically.

"So no more than?"

"Hmm..." Ryan thought for a second, "Probably not."

Seth nodded his head understandily. "So did you get the socks I sent you?" Ryan laughed, "Yeah, I did, and Summer's too."

"Man!" Seth defended, "I told her socks were enough for you, she just had to go and buy mor."

"Tell her I said thanks," Ryan told him.

"Already did,"Seth returnedwith a smile.

"Well, enjoy the peace and quiet while you can." Ryan told him; from experience.

Seth and Summer were sort of on an early honeymoon, before the baby was born, and before the wedding, which Kirsten, both Summer's mother and step-mother, and even Julie Cooper-Nichol were helping to plan. Julie-she was helping because Marissa refused to have her help with her and Ryan's wedding, and Julie had no idea where Kaitlin was, traveling the world, so she helped Summer, the next best thing.

Seth laughed sarcastically, "Gee, thanks man."

"No problem, well, I'll talk to you later, have fun man."

"Same here, we'll come by on...well, whenever," he told him with a grin, and added, "When we're done coming back from paradise!"

"Funny," Ryan said sarcastically. "Bye," and hung up the phone, and turned around to find Marissa, a smile on her face and hands on hips. She was about to say something when stomps were heard coming towards their way.

"Grandma and Grandpa invited us over for tonight so Jake is gonna drive us," Riley explained.

Both Ryan and Marissa seemed surprised, but nodded their heads anyways. "Be careful driving," Marissa warned Jake.

"Mom!" Jake shouted, shocked, "I'm always careful," he said.

"Right, you are. Be nice to the twins, I don't want another repeat of last time, ok?" And she bent down to the twin's level. "And no more crying either," she told them.

"They yelled at us because we broke Uncle Seth's playstation," Connor explained.

"Just no more crying, and no more yelling," she told all four of them. They all said their good byes and hugs and kisses and then left.

Marissa was cleaning up all of the wrapping paper in the living room when Ryan came up behind her, and started to leave a trail of kisses on her neck, wrapping his arms around her waist in the process. "Happy birthday to me," he sang, smiling. Marissa laughed but turned around and dropped all the wrapping paper she had in her hands and wrapped them around his neck. "Yes, happy birthday to you."

He moved them over to the couch, their feet tangled into another and the wrapping paper. They began kissing again, Ryan still on top of her, when Marissa pushed him off. He seemed surprised at first, but had no chance to react when she pushed her lips against his, kissing him hard and leaned on top of him. His hands started going up her shirt, but didn't get very far when she pushed her hips into his. "Bedroom," she whispered seductively. Ryan nodded his head and tried to get up, but his feet couldn't get out of the paper. "Damn it," he muttered, putting all of his weight on Marissa. "Ow!" she exclaimed.

"Sorry," he apologized when he saw his hand pushed into her leg. After some help from Marissa, he finally got all of the wrapping paper off and picked Marissa up in his arms. "Your face is red," she told while giggling, pinching his cheeks. "I really am getting old," he joked as he hoisted her up in his arms. "Or you're getting really fat," he added.

"Ryan! I am not fat!" she exclaimed in shock.

"I know, I was just joking."

"Well? Way to make a woman feel confident."

"Ok, I'm sorry," he apologized sweetly. He leaned down and gave her a soft kiss. "You're not fat, you're very beautiful and you're very sexy."

"Really? Or are you just saying that to make me feel better?" she asked, pouting.

"Guess you'll never know," he said in a sing song voice.

"Ryan!" Marissa whined. She wrapped her arms around his neck tighter and kissed him.

Halfway into the room, the doorbell rang. "What?! No!" Ryan exclaimed disappointed. Marissa laughed at his disappointment, but let go from his neck. "It's just probably the kids, go see what they want, and I'll be waiting."

"Don't start without me," he told her.

"I won't," she laughed.

Ryan raced towards the front door, trying to get to whoever it was as quickly as possible so they could leave as quickly as possible. The doorbell rang once more and he opened it just on time. But instead of seeing four kids, he saw a woman, dark hair, and a big purse on hand.

Theresa.

"Hi Ryan! Happy Birthday!" she greeted with a big grin.

Ryan blinked his eyes and rubbed them. This can't be! He thought. "Theresa?!" he said surprised.

She smiled even wider and nodded her head. What the hell? He thought.

Marissa didn't hear anything so she started to make her way downstairs and towards the door. She saw Ryan inside the house, and another figure outside. "Ryan? Who is it?" she asked coming up behind him, wrapping an arm around his waist.

The figure became more clear and Ryan wrapped an arm around Marissa's shoulder, "Uh, Theresa," he told her with a small nervous laugh.

"Theresa?" Marissa said surprised.

"Dumbass! You were going 10 over the speed limit!" Riley yelled from the driveway.

"Yeah! Dumbass!" Emily repeated, kicking Jake in the shin.

"Ow!" Jake yelled. "I'm sorry! Okay! I'm sorry!" he apologized. They all came up to the door, where their parents and another woman was standing. "Jake was going 55 in a 45 speed limit zone and the cops pulled us over and told us to go straight home, leaving us with a warning," Riley explained.

"Daddy!" Emily yelled, tugging on Ryan's pants. "Who is this damn dumbass!?" She repeated all the words she had learned today; pointing to Theresa.

"What's she doing here!?" Connor asked.

6 pair of eyes were on Theresa now, she had a lot of explaining to do.

A/N- I know, I know, what the hell is Theresa doing back. Like I said, she's here for a reason, revealed next chapter, and she's not going to ruin them or whatever, I mean they are married. You'll find out soon enough why. Thanks for reading, and keep reviewing!