"Omigod does she know too? She must think I am a total slut!" Olivia wailed in a panicked voice. Under normal circumstances she was as cool as a cucumber, but when once she thought someone was mad at her, the thought would eat away at her brain, sending her into a breakdown.

"No I seriously doubt it- two words Olivia, rage blackouts, if she knew you would definitelyknow. . . Oh God this is so fucked up, let me call you back tomorrow morning, I'll figure something out." Seth said said in a weary tone, today had been such an action-packed dramatic day it was hard to believe it was real.

"Are. . . Are you going to tell her?" Olivia asked, her voice growing quiet.

"I'm not sure yet," Seth said closing his eyes, his left hand slowly rubbed his temple, attempting to soothe the headache that now ravaged his tired brain.

"Seth?. . . . Thank you, you're the only one I can trust now. . . I love you." she said in a soft voice.

"I love you too doll, I'll call you later," he said as he clicked his phone shut. So many thoughts were running through his mind. . . Summer. . . Robert and Olivia. . . and where the hell was Paris? As if on cue, Paris slowly walked up into the parking lot, a smile on her face, and her shoes in hand. She spotted Seth, and just sat next to him on the hood of his rental car.

"So. . ." she began, swinging her feet.

". . . so. . ." Seth continued, not really knowing what to say.

"Seth,. . . I think it's time we should just admit it; you and I will never be like it is with you and Summer. . . I can't compete with that much . . . that much woman." she said, a serious look on her face.

"Nothing is going on with Summer," Seth said replied simply, not really addressing the break up prospect.

"Well maybe not now, but you both want to, I can tell Seth, you two just have this connection, and I can't fight fate. . ." she said, trailing off.

"Paris. . ." Seth started, before she quickly interupts.

"No Seth," She interrupted, "she is your soul mate, If I had the chance to be with Andrew again, just for a moment I wouldn't let anything stand in the way, I don't want to be the person that's holding you back." She says holding took his hand and , she jumped up from the car, pulling him to he follows her, along deep in thought as they began to walk down the dark beach together. Summer saw it all from, watching through her second story window, she couldn't hear what they were saying, but she saw their hands intertwined, and a jealous look crossed her face. She quickly shut the blind, she couldn't unable to bear to watch it any longer.

"Why didn't you ever tell me about Andrew?" Seth asked after a few moments.

Paris paused for a moment, collecting her thoughts, before she spoke, so quietly that only he could hear says. "It was just too personal. After he died, I wanted to shut out everything that reminded me of him, but I can't do that anymore, everywhere I look there is something to bring back all the memories. . . I just need to accept it I guess . . . Jesse thinks I should go back. . . to face my demons."

Seth nodded his head, "So are we broken up?" he asked, not completely sure.

"Yes we are. . . Seth, I see how she looks at you. . . she still loves you, boyfriend or not." Seth snorted at the mention of Summer's her boyfriend, and she Paris qaves him a questioning glance.

"Olivia called me tonight, she was really upset," he begans, wanting to give the story a proper introduction.

"Oh boy, what was it this time, that jackass boyfriend of hers again?" she asked says as she angrily kicked a pebble out of their path. Seth was dumbfounded- how did she even know? This women's intuition thing was freaking him out.

"Yeah actually. . . it turns out that he's seeing someone else on the side," he said, wondering if she would know who- or if this intuition thing had it's limits, it was something he was planning on looking into. . . well once this triangle drama got figured out.

"I knew it- he's been giving dead away hints away for the past 6 months, the trouble with Olivia is that she's in love with love. Don't get me wrong, I would walk on fire for that girl, she is my best girlfriend in the world, but she has overlooked every single mean thing he has ever said, every dinner he was late too, hell even the times he called out the wrong name in the sack. Afterwards he would tells her that he loves her and everything is fine." She said simply. Seth felt bad for Olivia; she was one of those girls who you would if you saw her on the street you just assumed she was with someone if you saw her on the street- someone that pretty and that confident could never be single, never be lonely- if only they knew. She had always had bad luck, things just never went right for her turned up. Olivia just kept on trucking, never once had she complained- it was one of her redeeming qualities.

"Well. . . It's Summer," he said simply, it left the dramatic pause he had intended.

"Oh my!" was all Paris could say. For nearly a minute, she just walked in silence with a shocked expression on her face.

"Your Summer?" she asks hoping that maybe there was more than one Summer in Orange County. He nodded.

"My Summer." The words sounded good to him, and he wanted to repeat them over and over, but now was not the time for that.

"Oh My," she said again, still at loss for words. "So you're gonna be the one to tell her, right?" she asked, stopping, and looking up into Seth's eyes.

"Well. . . do you think I should?" He asked, thinking maybe it wasn't his place to he thought to himself.

"I think she would take it best from you- I mean if I had been cheating on you, would you rather that Jesse, someone you just met told you, or if Ryan, someone you trust and care about, told you?" she said wisely.

"Ryan I guess- But I'm afraid that-"

"She's going to hate you? Impossible, you're too cute to hate." Paris said with a laugh, "But seriously, it should come from you, I mean she may get mad at first, but in the long run, it will strengthen your bond- here let's turn back, you have a long night ahead of you." Paris says, as Thus they began the walk back to the hotel, both deep in their own thoughts.

Paris was relieved; it wasn't not that she didn't care about Seth, not at all. She just felt free, she could travel the world, visit her parents, meet new people, it was the first time in her adult life that she wasn't tied down, and it felt good. At the same time she was deeply worried, she knew that she should take the first plane back to Newport, as Olivia should not be left alone right now, she was so sensitive that something like this might push her off of the edge. She couldn't bear to see her friend in so much pain, and she already knew that a long talk, and a visit from Ben and Jerry would help, but her trust had been violated again, and this time Paris knew that the scar would be deep.

Seth was more worried but more about Summer, well actually that Robert should probably get his Passport ready, unless he wanted to face the wrath of Summer's rage black outs. The cheating bastard had no idea what the petite brunette was capable of. He also hoped that Summer wouldn't. . . shoot the messenger, so to speak if you will. By this time, Paris and Seth had reached the parking lot. She gave him a long hug, before pulling away.

"Keep in touch Seth," she said softly with a smile.

"I'll call you when we get back. . . Paris? I'm glad we're still good, that was by far my best breakup." he said with a laugh as she began to walk away. She turned around and laughed, now walking backwards.

"I aim to please Seth, you know that- Love you."

"Love you too Riss," he said as he watched her walk away. He took a deep breath before slowly walking back into the hotel complex, he deciding to take the stairs. Each step was slow, methodical, and he stopped every so often, just to stop, he was in no hurry to have this conversation. Regardless, he eventually he found himself in front of her room. He could hear the t.v. on low as , he took a deep breath, and was about to knock when the door was suddenly flung open, he was surprised, and may have let out a yelp, not a girly yelp of course, Cohens didn't do girl yelps, it was more of a manly yelp, deep and not at all scared, Seth explained in his head.

"Geez Seth, didn't know you were so jumpy!" Summer teased with a laugh, it slowly died as she saw the somber expression on his face; she knew something was wrong, and it scared her.

"Summer, we need to talk."

I do not own the OC

Okay kids, sorry it took so long to update- but I was visiting the GMa as I said before, I did have help Somebody's Dark Angel is now my beta reader (Is that what it's called I have no freaking idea? she proofreads it for me) So big thanks to her- and I also want to apologize for the wait after this chap, I usually try and wait to read some reviews before I write the next chapter- and so now that I have a beta? reader it will probably be a couple days between chaps, but that is the price for a politically correct Fanfic. Let me know what yall think- and any ideas for future chaps are always welcome.