Disclaimer: The only thing related to the OC that I own is a box-set of DVDs actually now two that I ordered the second season.

A/N: Ick, I'm sweaty from FH. Ick. Grotscky! Oooh and I volunteered at a museum today. Whoo hoo! And now, I'm getting ready for school tomorrow. It makes me want to write because when I do homework I write because we are a "laptop school". Ugh…. Actually I wrote that a few days ago and our fh team is 3-0! Whooo! So anyways, school is boring. Yeah. Later.

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"Now Kirsten, we have a few tests to run," the doctor explained. She nodded and let the nurses surround her. They slowly moved her towards the side that her hip was injured.

"OUCH!" she screamed, trying to push away from the nurses. The doctor looked pleased and wrote something down on his clipboard. Kirsten felt tears rush to her eyes. She looked up at her family. She smiled as she made eye contact with Sandy. He walked closer to the bed and took her hand in his. Her eyes looked fearful and she tried to take a deep breath. It ended up shallow. She moaned.

Seth and Ryan stood back at a distance. They were scared to death for their mother who looked like she was in so much pain. They watched as their dad expertly stepped in and held her hand while she cried.

"So," she began, "Are all of you guys OK?" She suddenly remembered Seth shouting out in the air,

"Ryan's been hit!"

"Ryan!" she gasped, "Are you OK?"

"I'm fine," he blushed, "Just a flesh wound." She breathed a sigh of relief and leaned back against the pillows. Her face was pale and she looked hungry.

"Are you hungry sweetie?" Sandy squeezed her hand lightly as she looked over at him.

"I guess," she shrugged, "yeah." Sandy nodded and motioned the nurse that was hovering outside the door.

"She's really hungry, is there any way that we could get her some food?" he asked politely.

"I'm sorry; she has to stay on her IV for another day or two. When she had surgery a little bit of her stomach was removed and she can't eat yet without upsetting that area," the nurse explained. Sandy looked over at his wife and shrugged.

"How is everyone else?" she asked, "Like the girls, Julie, or my father?" Her eyes looked lost and they also begged for answers.

"They are all OK," Sandy started, "Summer was hit in the shoulder and she'll have to wear a cast for a while. She is staying with us too because her father is at a month-long convention and he can't come home. She was afraid to stay with Marissa."

"Can I see the others?" she begged. She really wanted to see everyone and clarify that they were OK and that Sandy wasn't just trying to save her extra stress.

"I suppose," he told her, "I want you to get some rest though. I don't like seeing you in the hospital." With that he gave her a kiss on the forehead and continued out the door.

Seth and Ryan made their way towards the bed once their father left the room. Kirsten gave them both a warm smile and motioned for them to take the two seats next to the bed.

"How are you guys?" she asked weakly. Seth reached over and held his hand over her chest wound. He could feel the heat radiating off of it. She lifted down the blue gown and showed that beneath the bandage bruises were all over her chest. She touched the tubes that were helping her breathe and sighed.

"We're fine," Seth answered, "But the real question is how you are?"

"I'm sore," she told them, "Morphine is my friend at the moment." The boys chuckled uncomfortably. They looked towards the door and saw their dad, Marissa, Summer, Julie and Caleb. The group completely filled up the door and Seth and Ryan took it as a queue to exit.

"Hey guys," Kirsten smiled towards the group. She was so happy to see them.

"Kiki," Caleb walked over and gave his daughter a kiss on the cheek, "how are you? Are they treating you OK?"

"I'm fine dad," she told him, "just sore."

"Hi Mrs. Cohen," Summer stepped up, cradling her arm in the sling. The sling had a part that wrapped around her waist so she couldn't move her arm.

"Oh hi sweetie," she looked sympathetically towards her, "How is your arm?"

"Its fine," Summer smiled appreciatively, "how is your leg?"

"Sore, I'm on a lot of morphine," she joked, "But I'll be OK eventually."

"Oh Kiks!" Julie called out, "How are you holding up?"

"I just answered that question like three times!" Kirsten rolled her eyes, "But as I've said three other times, I'll be fine!" Julie gave her a sorrowful smile and backed away.

"So has anyone been arrested yet?" Kirsten asked hopefully. She really hoped that the person that was responsible for endangering her family got a nice, juicy, sentence.

"No, and there haven't been any leads," Sandy told her. She lowered her head as she heard this and leant back on her pillows. She yawned.

"Well, Seth, Ryan, I think its time for you guys to go home and get some rest," he said, "and Summer, get her acclimated. I'll if anything important happens but otherwise you guys need to get some rest."

"I agree," Kirsten said sleepily, reaching out her arm for them. They walked over and all three gave her kisses on the cheek.

"Do you guys have a ride?" Caleb asked them, knowing this was his queue to leave, "I can take you."

"Can you?" Ryan asked politely, "Thanks." He grumbled back towards Ryan.

"Sleep well mom," Seth called out as he left the room.

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Seth, Summer, and Ryan all walked into the big empty house. Somewhere in the pit of his stomach Seth was afraid to be alone without his parents. Summer followed him inside with her good arm around Ryan's waist because he had noticed that her vertigo was off. He handed her bag to Seth.

"Can you take her stuff up to where she is staying and we'll choose a DVD?" Ryan suggested.

"I'm not so good with manual…" Seth began.

"Oh Cohen, just do it!" Summer sounded annoyed.

Seth made it blatantly obvious that he was unhappy by tramping up the stairs. Summer just stood back and laughed.

"How's your arm?" Ryan asked her.

"Pretty painful, but not nearly as bad as it was earlier," she told him. They watched as Seth scurried back down the stairs.

As the three got comfortable on the couch, they heard a loud noise coming from the beach. A bullet soared through the glass doors in the kitchen.

"DUCK!" Ryan yelled as Seth and Summer jumped onto the floor. They could hear more bullets being sprayed as Seth grabbed his phone.

"911 please state your emergency," the operator answered.

"I like in Harbor Heights," Seth began, "and someone is shooting at my house."

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A/N: Chapter 4: complete! See ya later! Next chapter…we'll see!