STitle: When It All Just Fits

Author: Sara and Lizzie

Rating: R

Disclaimer: Obviously, its not ours.

Summary: Summer, scared at the intesity of her relationship with Seth, left him four years ago. Since then she's been all over Europe. Finally, four years later, she wants to return home to Seth. Funny when she does, he's engaged. Not like that's going to stop Summer.

"I'm finding my way back to you, and everything I used to be." -Michelle Branch

Summer spent the pane ride staring stright ahead of her. She found the car her dad had sent to L.A. as soon as she grabbed her luggage.

She covered the freeway to Newport going 85 miles all the way, with the top. It was well past midnight when she got to the Cohen's.

She had gotten tipped off by Marissa that Seth had moved into the pool house when Ryan moved in with her, so she crept around the side of the house, into the backyard.

She gently pushed the door to the pool house. Of course it was open. Seth had always said that nobody in Newport would rob you, not because they had the money, but because they wouldn't want to go to all the trouble.

She entered the familar room, not really sure what she was going to say, or do, or what was going to happen if his fiancee was sleeping with him.

She stopped in front of the bed. There he was. Sleeping. She hadn't seen him in four years. Still beautiful. Summer Roberts, who had always had men staring at her, stared in awe at Seth.

He rolled over and sat up. "Summer?" Summer had forgotten that he slept in boxers. And only boxers.

"Hey Cohen."

Seth got out of bed quickly. "Summer. What are you-"

Summer was going to stand there and answer all his questions. But his eyes were still as deep and dark and intense as they had always been. And they were still filled with the same passion when they looked at her.

So she kissed him. And she was surprised when he kissed her back. She pulled back to look into his eyes again. "Cohen, I'm-"

He cut her off.Seth knew he was suposed to be getting married, but his mouth on Summer's was all he wanted right now. He slid his hands down onto her waist, and she wrapped her arms around his neck.

'This is why I came home.' Summer thought to herself as she moved her hands over Seth's stomach, chest and shoulders, exploring the skin she hadn't touched in four excruciatingly long years.

Seth pulled her closer to him, and ran a hand through her hair. He pulled back and touched her face, before kissing her again. And in that moment she knew. This was the man she was going to marry. Fiancee or not, she was going to end up with Seth Cohen. She could feel it.

Seth knew it too. He told himself he would try and do the right thing. He would try his hardest to go through with it with Molly. But he knew that he could never love anyone but Summer.

But there was this good breeding thing where you had manners and felt compelled to make an attempt to do the right thing, so he reluctantly pulled away from Summer.

"Jesus Summer. I'm engaged."

"I know."

"I can't do this."

"Well, you sure did it well. I missed you Cohen."

Seth was struck by her casualness. "Summer, I havent seen you in four years. Why the hell did you just pack up for Europe? I needed you then Sum."

"Needed me?" She asked with tear filled eyes.

Seth sighed. "I need you more now."

With those words, Summer broke down. "I'm so sorry." she sobbed. Seth sat her on his bed.

"It's gonna be fine Summer." She just kept crying. And apologizing. Seth couldnt think of anything else to do, but lay them both down in his bed and held her until she fell asleep.