Omg it's my 15th birthday today! Yay! Well it is 12:25 a.m on September 24th, I don't know when I'll finish this chapter because it's late… but right now it is my birthday! So maybe my 15 year old knowledge will help me to make this great. Lol.

Oh wait, I finished this on September 25th, oh well. I still am 15 though! Haha!

Disclaimer: again… it's all you Josh and Fox

Summer chewed what was left of the nail on her index finger as she nervously checked the time on her other wrist. Where the hell was Seth? His meeting had been at 9:00 am, probably lasted until 11:00, two hour drive home depending on the traffic, maybe he stopped for coffee. With all appropriate delays Seth should have been home hours ago. And now, at 10:30 at night, Summer was beginning to worry. What if something happened to him? What if he got in a car crash? Oh fuck what would they do? She'd have the raise the boys alone! And her poor Cohen. God she was worried now. As she seriously considered calling the police her missing husband came bursting through the door.

Summer dropped the phone and embraced him in a tight hug. "Where were you?" she whispered in a scared voice, holding onto him tight as if she were afraid he'd disappear if he wasn't in her arms.

Seth laughed and pulled away, looking into Summer's deep brown eyes. "Sum, I'm fine. Sorry I scared you, I had my cell turned off. But, I have some news." His face remained emotionless so Summer had to wonder if what he had to say was good news or bad news.

"Okay Sum, well I met with Clarke Anderson, and I first I was scared shitless. I mean you saw me this morning right?" Summer nodded as for Seth to go on. "So I walked in, and there he is, a young man, in his thirties, smiling at me calmly and coolly. I mean he was totally cool and just… mellow if that's what you could call it. He made me feel like I was his friend." Pausing for emphasis Seth continued. "So he asked me some basic questions, complemented my talents, bla, bla, bla… and then he gave me a job!"

Summer's jaw dropped open before she gave an excited squeal. "Oh my God Cohen! This is amazing! I'm so proud of you!" She kissed him, totally forgetting that just ten minutes earlier she was about to call the police out of worry. Instead, she focused on the moment and that her Cohen was finally getting his dream job.

"So what job is it? When do you start? Do you have to drive to LA every day still?" Summer asked, crossing one leg over the other in a businesslike fashion.

"Well," Seth began nervously, "I'm going to be an assistant director for now, Clarke wants to see me tomorrow and give me my schedule and… he offered to have the studio lend us a home near work, free for us. But we'd have to move." Seth said the last bit quickly and cringed, hoping Summer wouldn't react the way he had anticipated.

But once again Summer surprised him. She didn't go on and on about how Jake just started school and they had just gotten settled. She hadn't fought with him over the fact that Newport was and always would be their home. Instead she stood up and hugged him; hard. "Thank you," she whispered into his ear and he held her close, inhaling her sweet scent. Today she must've been wearing Chanel perfume. It was Seth's favorite. He liked Chanel way better than that crap stuff she bought from Bloomingdales. Chanel was sexy.

"You're wearing Chanel." Seth murmured in her ear, still holding her tightly against his chest.

Not moving an inch Summer replied softly. "I wore it for you."

Sensing that she was tired, Seth picked Summer up effortlessly and carried her up to their bedroom. He tucked her into her side of the bed before kissing her forehead lightly. She'd been worrying about a lot of things lately, but from now on, Seth would make sure that everything would be okay.

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7 months Later

"Damn Cohen! This place is massive!" Summer dropped her one bag and spun around, surveying her brand new Beverly Hills mansion.

It was simply breathtaking. After several months of surveying Seth's work, the studio had offered Seth and Summer a 4.2 million, 5 bedroom, 4 bathroom Beverly Hills mansion. They told Seth that his work was magnificent and that he should be rewarded with a nice home. For the past few weeks he had been assisting director Dave Marshall on an Independent Film starring Matt Damon and Reese Whitherspoon. Seth hadn't been able to shut up for weeks since he started.

For the past 7 months they had been living in a small home, beautiful, but tiny for their family of 5, soon to be 6. And now, they were finally moving into their brand new renovated home. Seth was making quite the sum of money and spent it on the renovations.

The home was situated in a gorgeous little bay, close to the ritzy Whittier Drive on the less ritzy, but still marvelous, Alpine Drive. As Summer walked around the house she took in every lat detail; the white-marble floor in the entrance hallway, beautiful marble pillars marking the entry to the vast home. The house had come partially furnished, but Seth and Summer had decided to purchase their own furniture making the house a work of art. Art work was plastered across the walls in every room, splashes of colour were spread throughout the house. It definitely was a happy house, and Summer couldn't wait to set up their life here.

Rubbing her belly, Sumemr turned around to see her scrawny husband schlepping 5 enormous suitcases, followed by her 5 ½ year old son Jake who was rolling his own suitcase behind him. Next tottered 4 year old CJ, a pout on his face as he held the hand of his 1 ½ year old little brother. CJ had always been a tad jealous of Tyler who had assumed the role of the new baby ever since he was born.

"Mother," Cooper complained, letting go of Ty's hand and placing both of his own on his hips.

Summer sighed and looked at her brilliantly smart 4 year old. "What is it Cooper James?"

CJ winced at the name. "Ew, my name is CJ."

Seth laughed at how much his son was like his mother. He walked over to Summer, planted a kiss on her cheek, on added one on her 5 month pregnant belly. "So, what do you think baby? Is it what you expected?" He turned to wrap his arms around her, chin tucked over her shoulder, eyeing the view of Los Angeles outside their wall length window.

Summer nodded gently. It was everything she had ever wanted and more. It was hard to believe that just months earlier she was questioning her life. Now she couldn't image it differently at all. She had three gorgeous sons, a daughter on the way, a fabulous husband who was there for her at her beckon call, and now, a brand new million dollar home.

Separating from Summer Seth checked his watch and gave Summer one last kiss. "Sorry Sum, I've gotta bounce, I'll be home around 7 ish. Love you!" He headed to the door before Summer stopped him.

"Cohen," she asked, "Please never say bounce in that context again."

Seth flashed his million dollar smile before closing the big oak door behind him, leaving Summer alone with her sons. Anita, bless her soul, had agreed to move up to LA with them. But she must have been running a little late as she hadn't arrived at their new home yet.

At that moment the phone rang, and Summer walked into the massive kitchen where she picked it up, curious who would know their new phone number yet. "Hello?"

"Omigod Sum! How is it?" A familiar voice squealed at the other line.

Summer grinned, recognizing the voice. She picked up Tyler who was asking to go "up" and arched the phone between her ear and neck as she got him a bottle. "Hey Coop!"

"Kirsten called this morning to tell me that you guys moved in. Ryan, Zach and I were thinking of driving up. Kirsten and Sandy might come too. Do you have room in that mansion of yours?"

Summer laughed. "Of course we do, this place is fucking huge!" she spread her arms out even though Marissa couldn't actually see her gestures.

"Awesome." There was a crash in the background before Marissa answered again quickly. "Sorry Sum, Zach just tripped down the stairs. Oh shit, it's one of those killer high pitched screams. Gotta go, love you!"

The phone went dead as Summer giggled to herself. That was so Marissa and Ryan; hectic, crazy lives. She looked into her handsome baby's eyes and ran her fingers through his silky, wavy brown hair. God he looked exactly like Jake. It was almost scary. Cooper looked a lot like Seth, but acted a lot like herself. She looked down at her pregnant stomach and smiled, wondering what it would be like to have a daughter in the house.

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Marissa hung up the phone and ran to pick up her wailing baby. "Shh… its okay baby, mommy's here."

Zach continued to cry at the top of his lungs for several minutes before Zach pulled out of his mother's huge to look her in the eye. "Mommy, where's daddy?"

Marissa laughed at her son's randomness. Zach was 22 months and he was an exact replica of Ryan with a hint of her own features. He had sandy blonde hair and sparkling blue eyes. His cheeks were round and chubby and his grin reflected Marissa's. He was also quite tall for being 1 ½ and was often mistaken for being much older than he was.

"Daddy will be home soon. We're going to visit Aunty Summer and Uncle Seth's house tonight." Marissa said gently, stroking Zach's cheek with the pad of her thumb.

Zach nodded as Marissa put him down gently. "Be careful baby."

While she was pregnant with Zach the doctors had told Marissa that there were some complications with her baby. He was placed in stomach awkwardly so that instead of being vertical, he was horizontal. They told her that a caesarian would be needed to get Zach out safely, but even so there would be serious risks. When she finally gave birth, and Zach was healthy and normal, the doctors told her that it was truly a miracle. Ever since, Marissa had been quite overprotective over her son.

Ryan chose that moment to come home and was greeted by a warm welcome from Zach. He picked up his son and kissed Marissa deeply before Zach broken them up with an, "Ew, gross!"

Ryan and Marissa laughed, both thinking of Summer.

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"Cohen, hurry your ass up! Coop and Chino and your parents are going to be here in like 10 minutes." Summer yelled into the bathroom where her frantic husband was showering.

He pocked his head out of the shower door and gave her 'the look' which in Seth terms clearly read, "Shut the fuck up."

Summer slammed the door and checked herself one more time in the mirror. "I'm fat," she said aloud to no one.

Anita, who was walking by with Tyler in tow pocked her head into the room. "Summer, you so do not look fat. You're pregnant and glowing. Happy now?"

Summer smiled gratefully at Anita before examining her reflection once more. Ever since Anita had moved into help last year she and Summer had become good friends. She could always count on Anita to be honest with her. She was a great friend, but was definitely no Marissa.

The doorbell rang, tearing Summer away from the mirror. She knocked one last time on the bathroom door. "Your family is here Cohen, happy now?"

As she headed downstairs she was surprised to be followed by her husband, who, she had to admit, had thrown himself together quite nicely in a matter of seconds. "Anything you want to say?" Seth grinned cheekily.

Summer rolled her eyes, so not giving him any satisfaction. "Shove it Cohen."

As she opened the door Summer put on her best smile and greeted the company. "Coop!" Summer hadn't seen her best friend in almost 2 months and she missed her dreadfully.

Once the greetings were over the Cohen crew sat themselves down at Seth and Summer's brand new oak with lime finish dining table, large enough to fit many at. "So… Kirsten began. Tell me kids; I want to know what's going on with you! I haven't seen you in nearly 2 months now!

And so Seth and Summer laughed and shared their stories. It truly was a happy time, but unknown to the Cohens and Atwoods was that this may have been the last normal time in quite a while.

AHH! I am so disturbed by this chapter. Like totally mortified. But I'm sorry, it was all I could get up. Please give me some tips, words or kindness and wisdom! Thanks! 

xoxo

- Rachel