Summary:

Summer got pregnant in college, and instead of telling Seth, she ran away to New York. 5 years later, she gets a call from her dad's lawyer, telling her that her father just died in a car accident and his will has left everything to her. Summer has to return to Newport and face everyone and everything she left behind years ago.

Disclaimer: I do not own the OC or any characters

CHAPTER 7

Summer nervously sat in the small coffee shop. A large coffee was sitting in front of her, untouched and growing cold. She checked her watch again and glanced toward the doorway. Where was he?

She took a sip of her coffee, instantly regretting the decision and set the cup back down. Again she checked her watch and picked up her purse. She'd been waiting for almost twenty minutes and he still wasn't there.

She was about to leave when someone sat down in the chair across from her. Summer, who had been searching through her purse for her cell phone, looked up. "I couldn't help but notice that you were sitting here all alone," the guy said, giving Summer a perfect smile.

"Zach? Is that you?" Summer asked.

He gave her another smile. "Yup it's me."

"Wow. I haven't seen you since high school. It's really great to see you again," Summer said, giving Zach a smile.

"Well, I can't say I wasn't surprised to see you sitting here but alone. I'd figured you would be married by now," Zach said.

"Well stuff happens," Summer said.

"So…what have you been up to since high school?" Summer asked, changing the subject.

"Well, the comic business kind of fell out," Zach said, chuckling. "But I'm currently studying to become a doctor. What about you?"

"Well… IgotpregnantincollegeandIranawaytoNewYorkandgotajobasawaitres," Summer said to Zach.

"Wait, slow down and start over," Zach said.

"Well…I got pregnant in college and I ran away to New York and got a job as a waitress," Summer explained to Zach.

"Wow," Zach said.

"Yeah…" Summer trailed off. "I probably shouldn't have told you that. I mean…who wants to hear about one of their past girlfriend's kids," Summer said, blushing.

"No, it's okay. You probably needed someone to talk to," Zach said.

"Yeah, I kinda did," she said.

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Seth rushed into the small coffee shop. He was forty minutes late, Summer was going to be mad. He quickly scanned the cluster of tables and found no Summer. Sighing, he walked up to the counter. "Excuse me," he said, addressing the older woman who worked behind the counter.

"How can I help you sir," she asked pleasantly.

"Um….I'm looking for a petite woman with dark brown hair," Seth asked.

"There was a woman of that description in here. She waited for quite awhile," the woman said. "But she left about five minutes ago with a good-looking young man."

"WHAT?" Seth practically yelled at the woman.

"Sir, please keep your voice down," the woman said. "Customers don't come here to hear people shouting."

"I'm sorry," Seth apologized. "But, did she give any indication of where she was going?"

"No sir," the woman answered.

"Okay. Thank you," Seth said, walking towards the exit of the café.

Once outside in his car, Seth picked up his cell phone and dialed Marissa's number. "Hey Seth," Marissa answered on the second ring.

"How'd you know it was me?" Seth asked.

"Caller ID," Marissa answered. "Is everything okay?"

"I was actually just wondering if you had Summer's phone number," Seth said.

"Oh yeah I have it. Just hold on a sec," Marissa said. Seth heard the phone being set down and then the shuffling of papers before Marissa picked up the phone again.

"Is that all you needed," she asked after she had given Seth the phone number.

"Yeah, thanks," Seth said, flipping his cell phone closed.

Seth quickly dialed the phone number Marissa had given him and was greeted with Summer's voice mail. "Hey this is Summer. Obviously I'm unavailable at the moment but leave a message and I'll get back to you ASAP."

"Hey Summer, this is Seth. I was just calling to apologize for missing the meeting today. But maybe we can reschedule. Give me a call." Seth again flipped his phone closed and climbed back into his car. He had to get back to work.

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Summer walked back into her house at 5:00 exactly. She immediately headed for the living room, where she knew the babysitter would be.

When she entered the living room, she found her two children and their babysitter, Heather, playing a game of Monopoly Jr. "Hey guys," Summer said.

Three pairs of eyes turned to look at her. "Mommy," Maddie and Zach said, jumping up from the floor and running towards their mother.

"I missed you today," Summer said, giving each of her children a hug.

"We missed you too mommy," Maddie said.

"Yeah…but we had a lot of fun too," Zach added.

Heather, who had stood up from where she was sitting on the floor, chuckled. "I hope they were okay," Summer said, addressing the babysitter.

"Oh, they were angels," Heather said, sending a wink towards the two children, who giggled.

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After Heather had been paid and had left, Summer decided to make a quick dinner of spaghetti and meatballs with a salad.

Just as the family was sitting down to dinner, the doorbell rang. "I'll get it, " Zach said, jumping from his seat and racing towards the front door.

"No, I will," Maddie said, also jumping from her seat and making a beeline for the door.

Summer chuckled and followed her two children to the front door. "Daddy," Zach and Maddie yelled at the same time.

"Hey guys, I missed you," Seth said, bending down to pull each into a hug. Summer smiled as she watched the exchange between Seth and his two children.

"Daddy, you should join us for dinner," Maddie said.

"Yeah, mommy made spaghetti and meatballs and salad and it's really good," Zach added.

"I don't know, do you think it's okay with your mom?" Seth asked.

Both kids turned to look at their mother, with the perfect puppy dog eyes and Summer gave in. "Sure it's fine," she said, moving to the side to let Seth through the doorway.

"Great," he said, following the family to the dining room.

As he walked, Seth couldn't help but notice how homely the house smelled and looked. There were toys everywhere and the spaghetti smelled great. It was completely unlike the apartment he shared with Emma. At their home, nothing was ever out of its proper place and Emma never cooked, she just ordered out.

Summer quickly set an extra place and the four sat down at the table. "if I had know that we were having company I would have cooked something a little fancier," Summer said.

"No, everything is perfect," Seth said, giving Summer a warm smile which she returned.

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"We need to talk," Summer said, sitting down on the sofa across from Seth. They had just finished putting the kids to bed.

"Yes, we do," Seth said.

"So, I think that you should see them on the weekends to start and eventually we'll start introducing more days into the schedule. But they should probably come back here to sleep. At least for the first few weeks. Then after the first few weeks, if their comfortable with your home and you fiancé, then they can start staying nights with you," Summer said.

"That sounds very reasonable," Seth agreed.

"Great," Summer said, standing up. "So, I'll bring them over this weekend."

"Yeah, that sounds great," Seth said, standing also.

"So, I'll see you later," Summer said.

"Yeah, later," Seth said sounding a little dejected.

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Seth unlocked the door and stepped into his cold apartment. All the lights were off. Emma must already be sleeping, he thought to himself as he walked towards their bedroom. After being at Summer's his own apartment seemed cold and unwelcoming. He wished he could've stayed at Summer's house.

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Okay, this was kind of a filler chapter. It's not very long and not very good. Oh well. I decided to reintroduce Zach and then I realized that Summer's little boy was named Zach. So, I'm sorry if there is any confusion. And don't worry; this will end with Seth/Summer, but right now their just working on their relationship. It will take some time, but you don't have to worry. So…I'll stop taking up your time. Thanks for reading it.