Part 8 – You can go home again

AUTHOR'S NOTE: Finally, it's the last part! I am glad to have finished it. Watching TV makes me want to write, which is the reason why I was able to finish it so fast. Also it's a holiday here in Germany and what can you do on a holiday? Right, nothing. Hopefully you'll leave me some reviews for the last time! Now enjoy.

"I'm good at talking." Seth said when his father informed him about what Dr.Nibler had said.

"I know. Your mother and I have decided it was your turn first. Since you two are really close and I guess there is some stuff we better not know about." Sandy said and Seth smiled sheepishly.

"Also we don't want to overdo it. One person at a time." Kirsten added.

"Alrighty then. I'm gonna tell Ryan about all the good stuff he's forgotten." With his hands stuck in his pockets, Seth wandered off. He was excited that Ryan might remember him eventually but he was also afraid. If he was still this weird version of his best friend, it wouldn't be amusing.

Marissa noticed how sad Summer seemed. With Ryan's progress, she wondered what this was about. Only one thing came to her mind: Seth Cohen. She sat down next to her friend.

"So you and Seth..."

"There isn't anything going on between me and Cohen." Summer said, regret in her voice.

"I saw you kissing earlier."

"You saw us?" Summer exclaimed, more shocked than embarrassed.

"Summer, everybody saw you. If you didn't want anyone to witness it, you shouldn't have done it in the waiting room!"

"I know, I know. He was just so irresistable. I really don't understand why though."

"Love works that way." Summer shot her friend an evil glare.

"He's the most selfish, annoying, geeky guy I've ever met," she sighed a deep sigh, "and also the most cute, caring, generous guy at the same time." Marissa smiled. Apparently Summer had fallen hard.

"But he always screws it up. He actually blamed me that Ryan remembers me! How sick is that?"

"He's just really worried, Summer. He's his best friend."

"I know but still... when Ryan is better, I'm gonna kick Cohen's ass," Marissa looked at her, "and then I'm gonna kiss it better." The two girls smiled at each other. But Marissa was still preoccupied. She wanted Ryan back so she could tell him some important things.

To Ryan's dismay, Stan was clinging desperately to a pillow. May it be that he just wanted to hold and squeeze something or that he wanted to kill him with it, he didn't dare to contemplate. There was nothing he could do. Stan had fallen silent and Ryan just didn't know what to say. Long minutes passed before eventually the door opened. Ryan breathed a sigh of relief and when he saw who was entering, he felt a pang of happiness.

"Seth." He exclaimed. His best friend's eyes widened in shock and he stepped back.

"What did you just say? My name? MY name? I knew you wouldn't forget me!" Ryan actually had to smile.

"What are you doing here?" Seth asked Stan, who was still close to Ryan's bed, holding the pillow.

"I had a nice chat with Ryan." He answered.

"Yeah well, you can leave now. You said you wanted Ryan to remember. He does so I guess you can say bye bye."

"You're such an idiot." Stan said before he let the pillow fall to the ground and leave the room.

"Incredible! You know who I am, you do right?"

"Yeah, I do." Ryan said with a smile on his face.

"Wow, I'm gonna get mom and dad. And Summer and Marissa. You remember me!" he stormed off. Typically Seth, for all he knew Stan could have killed Ryan and Seth just cared that he was remembered. Ryan felt happy anyway.

He didn't remember falling asleep but someone was telling him to wake up. Also the person hit him on the arm quite painfully. Eventually, he opened his eyes.

"Summer?" his voice was high-pitched.

"Geez, you sleep like a baby! I thought you'd never wake up."

"What did you wake me for anyway?"

"Ryan and Marissa are sleeping so cute but I don't want to have breakfast alone." Seth stared at her. Ryan and Marissa sleeping? Breakfast? Looking around, Seth found himself in a cheap hotel room and not in a hospital like he'd thought. 'Just a dream' he thought partly relieved and partly sad.

"What's the matter Cohen?" Summer asked.

"I had a dream."

"Oh no. I am hungry. Let's go eat something!" she dragged him out of bed and Seth couldn't do anything but follow her.

"I tell you it was really weird. We had a car accident- thanks to you by the way," Seth told Summer while they were having breakfast.

"It was so not my fault! Also no one was injuried of anything. Just the car and it wasn't my fault."

"In my dream Ryan had this injury. Something with his head. It was really weird, he kept on having pain because of some blockade or something."

"What?" Summer laughed.

"I told you it was weird! Then he couldn't remember us and kept thinking these people were his parents. The guy was actually James Bond. Weird."

"The only thing that is weird is you Cohen."

"Nah. There was this guy Stan. He couldn't stand Ryan for whatever reason. It was really weird." That moment Ryan and Marissa walked in. Both looked still tired.

"You could have woken us." Marissa said.

"You looked too cute." Summer said, her friend blushed.

"Ryan, I had the weirdest dream!" Ryan stared at the overly excited Seth.

"My parents are getting divorced." Marissa whispered to Summer, tears in her eyes.

"Oh god, Coop! That's horrible!" the two girls hugged. Seth didn't even notice anything but Ryan eyed them concerned.

"James Bond was there, you didn't know who I was and you thought Summer was Theresa!"

"Who's Theresa?" Marissa wanted to know, suddenly forgetting about her family issues.

"No one." Ryan said through his teeth.

"Do you know someone named Carlson?" Seth asked. Ryan thought a moment.

"Nope. Whose that?"

"Ah doesn't matter. But geez this dream!"

"We know, Cohen. It was weird." Sumemr said, rolling her eyes causing Marissa to laugh.

"You say what you want but you really liked me in that dream." Seth told her flirtingly.

"Yeah but that was just your dreams. So what are we going to do next? TJ?"

"I'd like to go home." Marissa admitted.

"Even with your divorcing parents?" Summer asked and Marissa nodded.

"Well then it's home guys."

"I wonder how this dream ended. I mean in the dream Ryan remembered but still... I wonder what the Carlsons did. And Stan... and of course, me and Summer. I think I should just go back to sleep. It's like a movie unfinished!"

"We're going home!" Summer dragged Seth forward.

"But!"

"But we're going home, you can sleep there. As long as you stop talking nonsense!"

Ryan and Marissa were a step behind them.

"You sure about going home?"

"Yeah. Sorry about last night."

"No reason to apologize." Hesitantly, Ryan took Marissa's hand. She first looked at their entwinded hands then at him. A big smile was on her face. They followed the fighting 'couple' outside.

"So who exactly is Theresa?"

END

It's done! I guess you didn't see that coming! It was the only way to end it because let's face it what exactly was Ryan's problem? In dreams such weird injuries are ok though. So please tell me what you thought!

Written by Anika