Okay this is Trouble Sleeping

Kirsten POV

You sat at your desk, eyes closed tightly, maybe just maybe this is a dream, maybe your son isn't missing. You slowly open one eye, and sigh in disapointment as you see your office.

"It dosn't ever work for me either" you turn to see Sandy, you give him a sad tight lipped smile. "But it never hurts to hope." He says resting a hand on your shoulder.

"Excuse me, Mrs. Cohen" you turn to see a young man, that you recognize as one of Seth's interns, you quickly scan your brain for his name.

"Hello Adam," you saw sadly, "Is there anything I can help you with?" You say not really in the mood for small talk.

"Well I'm sorry if I've interupted, but Time, wanted to do a story about Seth, his life, what happened, about the search, hopefully it could speed up the search with all the publicity" He says, his eyes downcast. You immediatly feel bad for being curt with him.

"That sounds like it would help Adam, have you talked to Summer, because I'm sure she'd love to be involved." He nodded slowly.

"She's waiting for us, at the um . . . Crab Shack? She said you knew where it was." You couldn't help but smile.

Sandy POV

You glanced at Summer and Kirsten from the corner of your eye. Adam had wanted to talk to you one by one, and you were picked first. You should have guest that those girls would sell you down the river if french fries were involved.

"So Mr. Cohen, why don't you tell me about one of Seth's best qualities" Adam says, his pencil poised and ready, a voice recorder sitting between you.

"Well, Seth was funny. . . is funny i mean. He could lighten any situation. I bet if he were here right now, he would be cracking some lame joke. He is also really loyal, and dependable. If he says he's gonna do something he does, he said he was coming back. . . and i know he will."

Kirsten

" My son is a great man, he works hard, and is so loyal to his wife and friends. I know that he would and will do everything humanly possible to come back, he won't let us down. . . he can't let us down. He called me the night before he left, and he was so excited about this baby, about the life that he and Summer are about to embark on, he wouldn't miss it, i know he wouldn't"

Summer

"I honestly don't know what to say, He is an amazing man, I always used to say that, i wouldn't be able to live with out him. I'm living. . . barely. We had the story book romance, pronouncing his love on coffee carts, long speehes at prom, the perfect proposal, and an amazing wedding. Now it's time for the happily ever after and my prince is gone. But Seth loved his job, especially working with interns like you. (laughs) I actually remember when you first came he said to me "Summer this new intern is gonna take over me job" (voice grows soft) and now here look at you, writing about him like he's dead. but no, i can feel it, he's alive, and trying to come back home.

Adam POV

A pang of guilt hit your heart as you were thanking the Cohen's. Here you were interviewing them on their missing son, missing husband, bringing back so many horrible memories.

"Thank you, thank your so much, i really have a better insight on how to write this, I hope you find him" you say walking back to your small black mazda inspired.

Summer POV

You had woken up from a restless night, you laid in your bed for a moment, squeezing your eyes shut, opening them didn't bring him back.

"It never hurts to hope" you say softly getting out of your bed. You slowly make your way to get the newspaper, opening the door, you find and large manilla envelope, on your doorstep "SUMMER" spelled out in big letters. Forgetting the newspaper you walk into your kitchen, you open the envelope to discover Adam's piece.

Seth Cohen. Loving Husband. Loyal Friend. Great Son. Amazing journalists. So many words can describe this man, that I have come to know in the mas few months. Most of you would recognize his name from his pieces or from the news. He was one of the 27 Missing in the recent London Ritz Attack. Seth was in London to report on the new Prime Minister, he was in the wrong place at the wrong time. The important part is missing, Seth's family and friends have found great solace in the fact that death has not been confirmed, that he will be found, he will come home. Seth grew up in Newport Beach, son of Kirsten and Sandy Cohen, one of the richest families in the area. Another thing he never went without was love, and he made sure that everyone around him always felt apreciated. Seth married his high school sweetheart Summer Roberts-Cohen 5 years ago, when asked how she is doing now she responds "I'm living. . . barely" they shared a self titled Storybook Romance, and when one hears about their courtship one can't help but agree. As his high powered attorney father Sanford Cohen said "He said he was coming back. . and I know he will.

A smile crossed your face, as you continued to read the article, about what his co workers, people he's interviewed, they all wanted Seth to come home. You felt better, your hope refreshed. Your thoughts however were interupted, when the doorbell began to ring madly. You run to the door, hoping it was Seth. Instead you find Sandy.

"OMG Summer Time was released today with Seth's story, people having been calling all morning with advice tips, everything!" Sandy says quickly.

"Omg that's great" you exclaim wrapping Sandy into a big hug.

"It gets even better" Sandy says a big smile on his face. "Time has agreed to send 2 of us over to London, to personally look through hospitals for Seth."

Tears of joy and hope run down your face.

"It dosn't hurt to hope" you whisper into Sandy's shoulder.

Okay i know that was short, and didn't really deal with the Mike thing, but i hope you like it. I've decided my other stories are on temporary hiatus, bc i really like this story, even if this was a lame chapter.

Artist: The Perishers Lyrics

Song: Trouble Sleeping Lyrics

I'm having trouble sleeping

You're jumping in my bed

Twisting in my head

Leave me

I'm having trouble breathing

You're sitting on my chest

I sure could use the rest

Leave me

It's you

Why's it always you

and never me?

I've never dared to let

my feelings free

Why's it always you

and never me?

I've never cared

too much about honesty

I'm having trouble sleeping

I'm thinking of what you said

About the tears been shed

Leave me

It's you

Now and always you

but never me

I've never dared to

let my feelings free

Why's it always you

and never me?

I've never cared

too much about honesty