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.

"These fights, they climb through my veins like it's mercury rising." – Something Corporate

Summer stood back with Kirsten and watched her supervise the decorators "It's going to be a great party Kirsten." She sighed heavily. She knew she had as good as lost. The engagment party was in a few hours. The rehersal was tomorrow, followed by the wedding. Unless she could pull out all the stops before this party, it was over.

Kirsten glanced over at the sullen girl. "Oh, Summer." She said. "You know this isn't what I want either."

"Reality is a bitch." Summer said. "Call it karma."

Kirsten put her hand on the girl's shoulder. "Oh Summer." She said again, unsure of what else to say.

"You don't have to feel sorry for me, Kirsten. I really have no one but myself to blame. I was the one who left."

"Summer, look at me. I know this seems dire. And I know I shouldn't be saying this, being the mother of the groom, but if I've learned anything in life, it ain't over till it's over."

Keeping that in mind, Summer steeled her resolve and walked into the pool house a little later to talk to Seth. Two hours and counting till this party. The sun was starting to go down.

"Cohen?" she called timidly.

He stalked out of the bathroom into veiw. "What?" he asked.

"I was wondering if maybe we could talk." She said.

"Summer, we have nothing to say too each other." He said harshly.

So he was still mad. Tears filled her eyes, but she blinked them away. "I'm sorry." She whispered. "I just thought…"she trailed off.

If her voice was quiet, his was thundering. "You just thought what, Summer?"

"I'm sorry." She repeated. "It's just… well, it's not like nothing has happened between us. I was thinking if we could talk about, understand why we're doing this, then…." She let her voice trail away again.

Seth laughed bitterly. "Then we could sail off into the sunset together? What do you want me to do Summer? Take you back, and then wait around for you to get bored and leave again?"

"I don't understand why you're avoiding this and pretending that nothing is happening." Summer said, trying not to get angry.

Seth's eyes narrowed. "It's not your choice Summer. You don't get to waltz in and out of my life and dictate it as you come and go."

Summer's cheeks flushed. She avoided his angry gaze. "That's not fair Cohen."

"Oh it's fair Sum." Seth replied, his voice rising again. "You left without as much as a goodbye. And now that it suits you to come back you expect me to drop my life and my fiance to pick up where we left off?"

Summer's jaw clenched. Because she knew he was right. She was being selfish, just like she always was. But there was something he wasn't admitting. "I know you still love me, Cohen." She yelled.

It was then that Seth lost it. All the rage and tension and frustration that had been building inside of him the last few days came pouring out. "What is love Summer?" he exploded, screaming at her. "What is it? What if you don't get to be with the on? What if the one fucks that up, and you just have to settle?"

"You can't believe that!" Summer shouted back at him. Seth slammed his fist into his hand.

"Damn it Summer! I was lying in a hospital bed, trying to figure out where the hell you were. The next thing I know, Marissa tells me that you're in Europe. Can you even start to imagine that?" he demanded.

Summer felt angry tears spring to her eyes. "I'm sorry." She yelled.

"Oh gee thanks, Summer." Seth spat out sarcastically. "That really makes up for the last four years. You're sorry."

"So what, the first time I'm back it's right to bed?" she asked through clenched teeth.

"If you're so opposed to the sex, enlighten me as to how we had so much of it."

"So we had it now? It's all over. You we'rent saying no to me in your closet, Cohen."

Seth threw his hands in the air in desperation. "Because I can't say no to you Summer. I couldn't then and I can't now. You know you're the best I've ever had, and you know I can't say control myself with you." He looked at her in a moment of honesty, despite the fact he was still screaming.

Summer wasn't appreciating his truthfulness. She was past rage black outs now. " So it's my fucking fault, isn't it Cohen? You get to be the aspiring politician weakened by the best he ever had, and I'm the slutty ex girlfriend who seduces you, just to give it to you."

She walked a little closer to him. "Why Cohen? Molly not as good?"