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.

Author's Note: Ok, things are getting more dramatic, now so the more reveiws you leave, the faster we will update.

"Just keep me guessing please." –Straylight Run

Marissa found Summer in Seth's old room, her head against the wall, her eyes squeezed tightly shut. She appreoached her tentatively. "Oh baby." She said, putting her hand on Summer's back. Summer took a deep breath, and turned around. She sank down to the floor, and stared at the carpet for a long time.

When she finally looked up, Marissa was surprised to see anger flashing in her eyes. "That," Summer stated very clearly, "crossed a line."

Marissa sat down next to her. "That was low." She agreed.

"Coop!" Summer explained, sounding like a high school girl once again. "That was horrible. That was degrading and disgusuting."

Marissa waited, lip bit, trying to keep her next question in.

Summer looked her way. "What?"

Marissa couldn't contain herself. "You totally got off on that, didn't you?"

"God, Coop!" Summer said, sprining up and pacing. "No. A little. Ok. God."

Marissa pressed her lips together and willed herslef not to laugh. She looked back at Summer, who's jaw was clenched.

"Fine." Summer said, more to herself than Marissa.

"What?"

"I can play that game just as well as he can."

"Summer…" Marissa said in a wrning tone. "It's only going to make things worse."

Summer's jaw dropped. "He's engaged to another woman. He's using me for sex, and he just.." She lowered her voice. "He just…you know. At a table full of future relatives. How can this get worse?"

Seth's head appeared in the doorway. "I'm not using you for sex!" he hissed.

Summer looked at Marissa. "Oh yeah. He could lie. That would be worse." She walked past Seth and thundered down the stairs.

"Way to go Cohen." Marissa said, following her best friend. Seth sank down onto his old bed and layed face up, the way he used to. He paused, reached under the bed and pulled out a box. He grabbed his old plastic horse out of the shoebox, and laid him on his chest.

"What goes around, comes around, huh Captain Oats?" he asked.

Ryan entered the room, saw Seth and smiled. "I didn't know we were in high school again."

"Thanks Ryan. Awesome joke. Next week, Saturday Night Live." Seth quipped to his back. But, truth be told, Seth really did feel like they werein high school again. He was sure still in love with Summer.

Seth heard Molly downstairs, leaving with her family. He knew he was being rude, but he didn't care. He picked up the remote control to the cd player and clicked it on. Summer's music filled the air. This was beyond tragic and depressing.

"I'm in love with Summer." Seth said outloud. It was so surreal to him. Saying it out loud wasn't really helping. He felt like screaming it.

But he wouldn't. How could he be in love with someone who hurt him so badly? He didn't know. But he knew that there was no way he would destroy Molly like Summer destroyed him.

Having worked this out, he eyed Captain Oats. "Oh, don't give me that look."

Summer was fuming. Ryan, the kid from Chino. The one who was never sans wifebeater to doll out punches at any given time, was terrified of her.

"Summer." He said. "Summer, calm down." He feigned manly control over the situation. "This is not as bad as it seems." When she looked up at him and Marissa, her face was tear stained.

"Ok," Ryan said. "Maybe it is as bad as it seems."

Summer wiped her eyes. "I'm not," she said defiantly, "going to cry over him again."

'Yea right.' Ryan thought.

Seth must have fallen asleep on his old bed, because the sun was setting when Summer was shaking him awake.

"Sum?" he asked. "What's up?"

She smiled sweetly at him. "Molly and her family are back for drinks before we go to dinner. But before you go downstairs, I need you to help me with something."

"Uh, sure." Seth said. "What?"

Summer grabbed his hand, pulled him off the bed, and led him to the large walk in closet in his room. She pulled him in and shut the door.

"Just a little payback for this morning." She said, unbuttoning his Ralph Lauren khakis and pulling down the zipper.

Seth chuckled a little. "We're going to have sex in my closet? As payback?"

Summer grinned. "Cohen. No one said anything about sex." And with that, she slid to her knees.