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: So, we are finishing this story in 5 chapters or less. Keep the reviews coming. We kind of want 500. Also question for you… would anyone be interested in reading a story like this, only with roles reversed? Summer is getting married and Seth wants to stop the wedding? Let us know.

"You were always my original sin." –Elton John

Seth Cohen had never felt this way before in his life. He raced Ryan's car down the 405. His hands were shaking as he held the wheel. This was obviously the most important thing he would ever do in his life.

It was funny, in an ironic sort of way, that he chased her all through high school. He stood on a coffee cart. He battled the captain of the water polo team. He had chased her through college.

And now, after losing her, when he was at what should have been the start of the rest of his life, was the time she picked to chase him.

Seth pressed the gas pedal a little closer to the floor and smiled. When it was all said and done, she was standing in one place, and he was catching up to her. Now was no exception.

Summer was soaking wet. Rain and tears mixed and rolled down her face. She screamed as loud as she could at the ocean and the storm, but the sound was lost on the wind.

It was funny, in an ironic sort of way. Since her mom left, she had always gotten everything she wanted. Turns out the one things she really needed was the one thing she'd never get.

Summer sat down on the wooden planks at the edge of the deserted pier and let her feet dangle over the side. The storm contiued to rage around her, but she barely noticed. She tried over and over to make herself grasp the information that Seth was getting married, but it wasn't sinking in.

Seth parked and jumped out his car. It was storming pretty badly now. He walked halfway to the edge of the parking lot, and then broke into a run. He stopped short at the beginning of the pier.

There she was. Standing at the very edge, boldly facing the storm. Seth squinted at her in the rain. Summer Roberts. Everything he always wanted, yet also the place where everything went wrong.

He felt a little doubt creeping in. Politically speaking… He recoiled at what he had just thought. He looked at Summer. Her hair was plastered to her face. Her tank top and jeans were soaked, and she appeared to be shouting at the rain. Seth grinned.

"Fuck it." He said under his breath.

He started walking again, then running, until he reached her. "Summer."

She whirled around.

"Cohen? What the hell are you doing here?"

"To test my luck."

"What about the rehersal dinner, and Molly?"

"Fuck that. Nothing has changed for me, Sum. It's always been you."

She looked at him. She hadn't stopped crying, but now she was crying because of a completely different emotion. "I don't believe this is happening." She whispered.

Seth reached in his pocket, and pulled out her plane ticket. "Make it real." He said to her. "Marissa gave me this. It's yours, so I'm giving it back to you."

Summer took the ticket to Mew York in her hands, and looked Seth in the eye. "Stay." He told her.

She smiled, ripped the ticket and its envelope in half, and let go of it. The wind carried it out onto the sea, and it was gone.

Lightning flashed around them, but they kissed on the pier anyway. Sort of like a million years ago when they kissed on that coffee cart, only this time, there was so much more at stake.

Author's Note: Ahhh. Sorry. We were on vacation for practically the entire month of June, ending in London, with the Live 8 concert (amazing). 2 more chapoters. Review.