One Summer chapter 50

Major AUTHOR'S NOTE! Do you guys think I should do a sequel? I know I'm coming to a close to my story soon since the last chapter is when you meet baby Cohen. And so… yeah. It's all up to you guys. I guess the sequel would be the daily chaos of raising the baby and how Summer and Seth deal with it. If I do I will use some things I haven't resolved yet i.e. Anna's letter. If you guys don't want a sequel I guess I will have to figure it all out in the next let's say 2-3 chapters. It's your choice so please tell me. If you say yes in your review I will also need suggestions for a story title. I have one but if I get a better one, I might use it!

Summer fluttered her eyelids softly and the bright light coming from the window made her blink. What time was it? She had been restless last night after Seth had fallen asleep. The baby kept kicking and she was uncomfortable.

Seth had been so sweet bringing her on this mini vacation. It definitely was relaxing. Summer slightly turned over on her side and faced towards Seth. His mop of curly chocolate hair was jumbled and slightly falling in his face. He was sleeping like a baby.

She rolled back over on her back and stared at the ceiling. Her hand went to her stomach and she rubbed it gently hoping the baby would quiet down a bit.

If someone had told her 2 years ago that she would be 8 and a half months pregnant, in love with Seth Cohen and engaged to him, Summer probably would have directed her to the local insane asylum. But here she was; exactly in that situation. The thing was, she kind of liked it. Sure things had gone out of hand but you have to embraced new things once and a while.

Seth shifted in the bed and the quakes jostled Summer out of her train of thought. Turning over Summer stared into Seth's eyes. "Hi." She greeted softly, moving her hand to pull a strand of hair off of his face.

"Hey." He yawned. "What time is it?"

"I don't know, didn't bring a watch." Summer sat up a bit and looked over the room for one. "There's none in here either." She leaned over to the nightstand and retrieved the TV remote. She clicked a button and noise sounded. "8:27" And then she turned the television off.

"Thanks." Seth said tiredly. "Have a good rest?"

Summer sighed and touched her stomach. "Not the best. This little one definitely wanted to play."

"Sorry."

"That's ok. She or he will be here soon and then I probably won't even get the chance to sleep. I guess I should be thankful for this." Summer watched Seth sit up, roll the covers down and kiss Summer's bare stomach.

"How's my little whale child doing? Huh? Are you going to play soccer when you are older? Is that what you are trying to tell your mommy and me?" Seth talked to her stomach. "Or maybe you want to play football? But you are going to be daddy's boy or girl, aren't you. We'll go to baseball games and play catch in the front yard. We'll go to the park and go to the fair." He rested his head on her stomach but proceeded to get thumped by the baby's kicking. He grunted. "How about we make a deal. You stop kicking mom and I'll buy you a baseball mitt. Sound like a fair trade? Umm? Little one." Seth cooed rubbing her stomach in circles. "That's my baby." Summer's eyes lighted up as she felt the kicking cease and Seth smiled up at her.

"Cohen. You work miracles."

"That's what I'm here for. Now you can try and rest some more. You still have a couple more hours till your next surprise."

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They had ordered breakfast from room service and now they both sat on the bed eating strawberry pancakes and watching Live with Regis and Kelly.

"I don't get how she does it." Summer explained. "Three kids, a hot husband, and 2 TV shows! And yet she always makes us laugh and is never stressed! Plus she looks gorgeous! How is that possible!" Summer loved watching Regis and Kelly's banter through the whole show; every time Kelly made a joke Summer would burst out laughing.

"Wow Summer, you better not bust a gut." Seth announced, stuffing a pancake in his mouth. Summer stared at him not laughing.

"They are so funny! I looked it up on the web and do you know how old Regis is?" Summer questioned.

"60?" Seth guessed.

"Nope. He's over 70! Now he can bust a gut!"

"He's that old?"

"Yep. He doesn't look like that. Kelly keeps him young."

"Apparently. I hope to look that good when I'm 70."

"I bet you'll be dead by then, Cohen. And plus you'll never look like him. I wonder if you'd still have a fro?" Summer pondered studying Seth and then looking at Regis. "EWWW"

"Hey! I happen to like my hair"

"So does Michael Jackson" Summer retorted sarcastically.

"Mike likes my hair?"

"No dumb-ass. He likes his hair."

"No need to get bitchy" Seth joked, pushing his meal away.

"Hey!" Summer's brows furrowed and she pushed him. Thump! Seth fell on the ground.

"Summer!" She started laughing uncontrollably.

"That's what you get when you call a pregnant woman a bitch, Cohen." She giggled, watching him get up and rub his arm.

"And this is what you get when you call her boyfriend a dumb-ass." He leaped back on the bed and started tickling her.

"COHEN. STOP! STOP! COHEN I MEAN IT." She laughed after being held down.

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"Come on Summer! We are going to get caught in the lunch rush hour. It's so annoying! Hurry up." Seth hollered from the bathroom door. Summer had been in the shower for over 20 minutes and they were going to be late for their next surprise.

"I'm hurrying. If you want to come in here and finish shaving my legs, FEEL FREE!" She called back loudly.

"You don't need to shave Summer."

"Yes I do, but it's taking forever since I can't reach my legs anymore. I can't even see my toes!"

"Wear jeans then. I mean it's January! Jeans are great!" Seth said exasperated.

"EWWW! Hairy legs with jeans! Then you feel the hair through your jeans! So GROSS!"

"No one cares! Just hurry up. You can shave at home." Seth knocked his head against the door. "Then you can drive us home."

"Cohen, why are you in such a big hurry. All we are doing is going home. You hate that place anyways, so cool it."

"Fine." Seth sat with his back against the door and turned on the television.

20 minutes later, Summer stepped out of the bathroom, fresh in a floral-style skirt and a light pink blouse that matched. Kirsten had sent over some things for Summer to wear in the morning since she knew about Seth's little surprise.

"Ready Cohen?" She asked when she saw him asleep on the floor. He blinked his eyes open and looked up at her. "Cohen?"

"Umm. Yeah sure." Seth jumped up and turned off the television. "Ladies first," Seth said, holding the door open for her.

"I thought you said chivalry was dead?" Simmer questioned, going through to door.

"It is, but the faster I get you through that door the better. I just have to run and check out. Here are the keys." He smacked her lips with a quick kiss and ran over to the lobby.

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Sure enough they had gotten caught in lunch hour traffic but Summer didn't seem to mind much as she had a long detailed conversation with her stomach.

"And you are going to be nice to me and your daddy by not waking up every 3 hours. And that thing about 3 am feedings… you are just going to wait 4 more hours and then eat. Aren't you baby? Because you don't want to make mommy tired, do you?"

Seth listened contently to the mommy/baby talk with a smile on his face. They were a family. He always wanted a cute little family with Summer. He always pictured Summer and him on Sunday afternoon having a little picnic at the park with 3 little children running around them cheering happily.

"Mommy! Look at me!" One little girl in a pink little dress and braids shouted at Summer. "I'm a little princess." Summer smiled happily as she rested in Seth's arms.

"You're my little princess, Amy" The little brown-haired girl smiled with a grin just like her mother and ran off to play with their little puppy that romped by them.

"Dadda!" The only boy of the three pouted. "My kite is in a tree. Help."

"I'm coming, Nathan." He gently lifted Summer off of him and gave her a peck on lips. "I'll be right back." He jotted over to a small tree and untangled the yellow kite from its limbs. "Next time stay away from the trees. Okay, go have fun." Seth warned, patting him on his back. The little boy trotted away with his wild mop of chocolate curls bouncing as he did.

Seth strutted back towards the picnic blanket and sat in front of Summer who was holding up their baby girl who still was too young to walk.

"How's my baby girl doing?" The little girl smiled happily, gurgling and cooing, her arms flaying wildly. He held out his hands and she toppled into his arms. Summer laughed softly as she saw Natalie giggle again with her toothless smile.

Maddy, their golden retriever puppy leaped into Summer's arms, licking her all over her face.

Seth was interrupted from his fairy tale when he heard Summer ask him a question.

"Cohen? Earth to Cohen?"

"Huh?" He asked, turning his head to look at her.

"Can we stop at the next exit? I really have to pee. This little one keeps jumping on my bladder."

"Sure." Seth said without very much pep.

"What wrong?" Summer asked concerned. "I'm sorry we had to get stuck in this traffic. I should have taken your advice."

"It's not that. I'm fine. Just a little tried."

"Are you sure? Are you stressed out about something?"

"No. Just thinking about the baby." He explained softly. "It's not going to be about us anymore. It's about the baby. I was just thinking we can't be selfish anymore."

"I just hope I won't chicken out. I mean, being a mother. I want to be the best I can. I don't want to be one of those mothers who don't even care. I want to be a real mom."

"You are. Don't worry Summer. I know you will."

"How do you know." Summer looked at him, worriedly.

"Because one of those bad mothers wouldn't have just said that. They wouldn't have had cared in the first place."

"I'm also scared of when she or he grows up, it'll be embarrassed of me. I mean we got me pregnant at 17. It's not a good example. I mean if the baby's a girl I don't want her to get pregnant when she's 17. Or I don't want my baby boy knocking some girl up. We're bad examples, Cohen."

"Summer, for one it was a mistake and mistakes happen. We are going to try our best to keep our kids safe and if …"

"Wait… kids?" Summer interrupted.

"I mean when we are older. If it's right." Seth stumbled over his words, embarrassed. "If you want."

"Do you want more kids? I mean when we are older?"

"Yeah." Seth said quietly, his eyes concentrated on the road. "Don't you?"

"I haven't thought of it. I guess yes… if we survive this one." She chuckled.

"And that right now is a maybe."

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It was mid-afternoon by the time they arrived back in Newport. Summer had her head nuzzled against the side of the car and was snoring softly. Seth drove past their regular exit to the Cohen household but instead kept on going. Finally after about 6 exits, he drove off the highway and onto a busy street. Reaching into the back seat after they had stopped at a red light, Seth got a blindfold and placed it on his lap. After 3 more turns he found himself driving into a parking lot and parked into a spot. Summer stirred but did not awaken.

Softly he removed his seatbelt and rubbed his hand over Summer's soft skin.

"Summer… Wake up." She mumbled something and then opened her eyes.

"Are we home?"

"Not quite. Here. Put this on. It's the last time, I promise." She looked at it and didn't protest as he placed it in front of her eyes. Seth got out of the car and opened up her door.

"Ready?"

"Sure…why not." Summer said without any enthusiasm.

"Don't sound too excited Summer. We don't want you to bust a gut." Seth joked, leading her into a building.

Seth took off the blindfold and Summer opened up her eyes.

"SURPRISE!" The room exploded with noise.

TBC

Ok. That chapter was longer then I'd usually write which is why I cut it off here. This chapter was pretty slow but I'm hoping the next one will be more exciting.

Next chap. I bet you all know what it is!

Remember to answer my sequel question!