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: PRAY FOR THE HURRICANE KATRINA VICTIMS omg that storm is sooo sad! I can't stop watching news coverage. Amay…I didn't know you well but I know that you live(d) in New Orleans…so I'm keeping you in my thoughts. 3 3 to all. Hope you are having a good day.

EDIT Caleb is dead. I know that I said that he was alive earlier but pretend that that was Jimmy OK? OK. Or at least Caleb is alive and Jimmy is here and it is in present times. Its pretty much AU.

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Seth, Summer, and Ryan all sat panting on the floor. They looked at each other and Seth put his knees into his chest. Someone was really out to get someone in Newport. None of the kids could think of any words to come to their mouths.

"I should call my dad," Seth looked at the two, he started to stand up but Ryan forced him back down.

"Just wait until the cops come," Ryan reassured him. Seth looked between Ryan and Summer with a rabid look in his eyes. Suddenly they heard the front door burst open and they all looked over and saw the cops. They slowed down when they saw the three scared teenagers on the floor. The girl had tears streaming down his face and the two boys were pale.

"Who lives here?" the policeman pressed on the group. Seth and Ryan both slowly raised their hands.

"Where are your parents?" the policeman asked again as the rest of the policemen surveyed the damage and two headed towards the beach.

"Umm…well you know that shooting like two days ago that was at the Nichol mansion?" Seth asked shakily, "well my mom was shot…twice. She's in the hospital and we came back to clean up and stuff because them two…" he motioned to Summer and Ryan, "Got released from the hospital and Summer is staying with us for a couple weeks so she needed to get settled in."

"Have you called your father yet?" the policeman asked.

"No, I was about to when you guys burst in," Seth told him. He noticed that he was still in the same position that he had been in when the shots had fired through the window. He tried to stand up but he was shaking. He reached in his pocket and pulled out his cell-phone and pressed speed-dial number 3.

"Hello?" Sandy answered the phone, recognizing his son's cell-phone number.

"Dad?" Seth's voice was quavering.

"Are you OK? What happened?" Sandy stepped out of Kirsten's room as she stared at him.

"No, well yes, someone started shooting at the house," Seth was in tears.

"Holy Moses," Sandy quieted down, "Is everyone OK?"

"Everyone is fine, the police are here, but we're all shaking a lot," Seth told him, "Can you come and take us to the hospital? I don't want to be here right now."

"I'll be there in ten minutes tops. I love you," Sandy dared.

"I love you too dad," Seth started crying as he pressed the red "end" button on his phone. Summer and Ryan looked at him as he stood up.

"He's coming home," Seth told them as he started walking towards the kitchen.

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"What was that about?" Kirsten asked Sandy as he came back into the room with a scared expression on his face.

"Umm…" Sandy knew he couldn't lie to his wife about this one, "Someone was shooting…at our house." Kirsten got rigid, "I need to get home. I love you." He hurried out the room as Kirsten watched him run. She sighed and leaned back against the pillows.

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Sandy rushed into the house to find the three kids on the couch. He had a flustered look on his face, "Are you guys OK?" They all nodded.

"We'll be fine," Summer stood up, "But I won't unless I get some pain medication." She headed towards the kitchen where her bag of prescription medicine was.

"Can we just get out of here?" Seth asked, "Go to the hospital and sit with mom? I'm kind of scared here."

"You can't be scared at your own home, that's bad. Ryan, you sleep inside on the floor of Seth's room. Summer has one guest bedroom and the other is too junky to clean up. We'll now have tight security on the beach and the front gate guards will be more careful," Sandy told them. The boys sighed and stood up.

"I promised mom I'd get her Burberry robe," Seth told him monotonously, "I'll grab it and we can leave…"

Seth headed towards the bedroom. Everything had gone from perfect to screwed up. His two favorite women were both hurting due to some maniac. He sighed for the millionth time that night and took a step into their bedroom. He found the robe and found himself running back to the other part of his house. He knew that he would paranoid for weeks and months to come.

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The boys and Summer headed into Kirsten's hotel room where she was asleep with CNN on. More Katrina coverage was on. Seth started watching, probably trying to find himself in a world with problems greater than his. Ryan grabbed the remote and started flipping channels until he found himself on a local news station.

Coverage of the shooting at Caleb's was on the screen. Suddenly the words NEWS FLASH shot across the screen. Sandy looked at it intently.

"Two more shootings at the Cohen household and at the Crab Shack leave one man dead. Jimmy Cooper was killed…"

Sandy froze.

He looked around.

His eyes grew wide.

He could see that Seth's gaze was focused on him.

He sat on the edge of the bed, obviously waking Kirsten.

"I have to go make a phone call," Sandy announced, hurrying out of the room.

The three kids sat in silence. They couldn't believe what the news had just told them.

"What's going on?" she asked, "Did something major happen at the house or is this extremely loud silence for another reason?"

Sandy was out in the hall clarifying his death. A sobbing Julie had answered the phone and his questions were answered. He walked back into Kirsten's room.

"Someone tell me what the hell is going on," she demanded, noticing the paled look on Sandy's face.

"Kirsten, there isn't an easy way to say this," Sandy began. The three kids just stood back.

"What?" her voice was already quavering.

"It's about Jimmy Cooper," he began noticing her pale, "He's dead."

Kirsten eyes grew wide. Suddenly they were squeezed shut as she tried to get out of the bed. She felt pain wrack through her body. A series of sobs followed.

Jimmy Cooper.

He's dead.

Dead is he.

Is dead he.

He dead is.

Jimmy Cooper is dead.

My best friend is dead.

Kirsten closed her eyes and tried to fall back into her dreams.

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CHAPTER 5 IS DONE! PROUD? YEAH!