Title: When It All Just Fits

Author: Sara and Lizzie

Rating: R

Disclaimer: Obviously, its not ours.

Summary: Summer, scared at the intensity 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've been waiting, the anticipations got me glued." -Death Cab For Cutie

Summer felt someone shaking her shoulder gently. She opened her eyes, and saw the sunlight. Oh right. Sleeping outside. She raised her watch to her face and groaned. 7:30. She had only fallen asleep two hours ago. As soon as Seth had fallen asleep, she had started in on the gossip with Coop and Chino, and even after Ryan conked out, she and Marissa had managed, as best friends can, to talk for hours more.

She looked at the person who dared to wake her. Seth. "Cohen. It's 7:30."

"I know. But I couldn't wait. I have a conference in L.A. today. If you wanted to come, we could stay at The Beverly Hills Hotel. You could hang out during the day, we could grab some dinner tonight. Talk?"

She smiled. This was good. "I'd love to. I miss the L.A. shopping."

He smiled back. "Good. We'll have fun. And we're leaving in an hour." Summer might have mumbled something about needing to pack some stuff and shower. He walked off, and she just smiled. That had to mean something, right?

She reached over and tried to shake Marissa awake. She wouldn't budge, so she picked up her pillow and smacked Ryan. "Chino. Wake up!"

He stirred and looked at her. "It has got to be early."

She nodded, and grinned. "But your buddy just asked me to go to L.A. with him for the night. Is this good or is this to let me down easy?"

Ryan considered this. "I'm gonna say good."

"Good as in, Gee, sum, I missed you and I hope you'll come to the wedding, or good as in I shouldn't stop taking my birth control?"

Ryan blinked. "So many details."

"Chino. Does this look like my kidding face?" she hissed. Ryan studied her than looked through the kitchen window at Seth, who studying her.

"I'd keep popping your pills."

Summer jumped into the front seat of Seth's large SUV. She suspected the Range Rover was long gone, but she didn't ask about it.

"This may be the first time you haven't severely over packed." He told Summer as she tossed her massive Coach bag in the back seat.

"Funny, Cohen. Funny." She said, but she couldn't help feeling proud at the same time.

She picked a CD case off of the floor and starting flipping through it as he pulled out of his driveway. "You're still listening to this emo shit?"

"Yes." He said defensively.

She smiled. "Ok, me too." What could she do? In college, she'd, gotten hooked. And there's nothing better to get you through 4 years of misery than, well miserable music.

She flipped through the case, and took out a CD that had Marissa's hand writing in Sharpie all over it. Summer read the lines her head.

'A very emo cd for my very emo boy. After you hit rock bottom, you can only go up. Love, Coop.' Summer winced. Rock bottom. Was she that selfish?

She slid it in the CD player. "I'm sorry." She said.

Seth shook his head. "There's gonna be plenty of time for this conversation later."

She smiled, jacked up the volume and froze as the piano chords hit her like a ton of bricks. That song. If she had a dollar for every time she and Seth had made out, or gone further, with this in the background, she wouldn't need credit cards on Rodeo today.

She moved her hand to change it, but Seth gently blocked her. "Every song on this CD is about you and me. I thought Marissa was crazy. But things happened, Summer. People got hurt. We won't talk about it now, but it happened."

"Do you not want to talk about it?"

"Not now."

She dropped it. He smiled at her. She smiled back.

She watched him pretend to watch the road while he really studied her. She studied him back. His eyes were still the deepest things she had ever seen. His face was still perfectly set, and he still always looked not quite all there. His hair still frizzed, and she wanted to run her fingers through it. She was very much tuned in to the fact that he was more muscular. She definitely wanted to explore that.

And he was studying her right back. She was still gorgeous, and her perfectly sculpted face hadn't changed. He saw something in her eyes that he liked, something he knew he still wanted. He shook his head. That wasn't going to happen. Those days were over.

He sighed. Maybe if he just kept telling himself that, he'd start to believe it.

Summer sighed next to him in the passenger seat, but it was a completely different sigh. Her's was one of anticipation. She knew Seth Cohen better than he did, and she knew that he still loved her. It was only a matter of how long he could pretend he didn't.

She looked out the window and smiled. It was good to be back.