A/N Hi again. Just to say thanks for all the reviews, they are really great. About last chapter, I was reading it through again, and I'm sorry if any of you thought Lindsay seemed a bit out of character compared to the show. But, in my story, she's different! As you can probably tell. Anyways, next chapter…full of fluff, you have been warned! Hope you enjoy ….. Remember. . . Read and review! By the way sorry this is only a short chapter, but I am going away tomorrow, so I decided to write something to keep you guys happy before I go! When I get back, I'll write more, I promise!

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Ryan sighed as he walked out of the boat onto the deck. He'd just spent at least an hour 'dancing'. But it was more like Lindsay dragging him around, while he had no choice but to follow as he couldn't find Marissa and Seth wasn't even there yet. Lindsay was an awful dancer, even worse than him and he'd only escaped her when she had gone to the bathroom to 'freshen up'. He had cringed when she had said this, but glad she had gone and immediately knew he needed to find Marissa. Ryan felt uncomfortable around Lindsay, and he knew she liked him in a 'more than friends' kind of. But, of course, he wasn't interested. He had Marissa, and Marissa was all he needed. He had seen Julie storm through the boat, so he hoped Marissa was okay. Ryan looked around the corner, and sure enough saw Marissa staring forlornly out to sea. He knew it was an over-said cliché, but he was so lucky to have her. And she did look beautiful tonight, more beautiful than any other girl on the boat. In fact, in Ryan's opinion, more beautiful than any other girl in the world. Ryan watched silently as a single teardrop glistening in the moonlight slid down her cheek. Ryan walked over quietly, sliding his jacket off, and sliding it around her slender shoulders. Marissa looked up at him; eyes glazed over with tears, and leant her head into his shoulder, gripping hold of his shirt lightly. He slid his arm round her waist pulling her closer to him, not wanting her to feel any cold at all. Even though the music was pounding inside, the world felt silent to them.

"You look beautiful." Ryan murmured into her ear, gazing at her through his dark blue eyes into her soft blue ones. Marissa smiled, breathing in his scent, leaning her head onto his chest. He lowered his head to softly kiss her tear stained cheek. He heard the music inside change from an upbeat song, to a slow one, and he smiled. "Come on, dance with me." He said softly, taking her hand.

"You hate dancing." Marissa replied gently, smiling as she stroking her thumb over his surprisingly soft hands.

"Not when I'm dancing with you." Ryan smiled, and drew her nearer, as she placed her hand round his shoulder. She guided his arm around her waist, and she rested her head on his shoulder, Ryan doing the same on her shoulder. The couple began to dance alone on the moonlit deck, oblivious to whatever was around them. Each of them thought about the other and wondering how each day they kept falling in love all over again.

Wise men say only fools rush in
But I can't help falling in love with you


Shall I stay
Would it be a sin
If I can't help falling in love with you

Like a river flows surely to the sea
Darling so it goes
Some things are meant to be


Take my hand, take my whole life too
For I can't help falling in love with you

For I can't help falling in love with you.

The song's final bars resounded and ended, but they didn't pull apart, content to be in each others embrace for just a moment longer.

"I'm falling in love with you, again." Ryan whispered, and he smiled calmly, and leant in towards her even more, stroking her soft hair caringly, wishing they could stay like this forever.

"Oh, Ryan." She gently pulled his head up with her gentle hands, so he could stare into her eyes again, channeling all her warmth into the two pools of blue. "I'm in love with you." Ryan smiled again, leaning into kiss her, brushing a stray golden lock of her hair away so he could. She smiled too, accepting the kiss. They were both glad they had found their way back to each other, even if it had been a long and rocky road, a true sign that they were destined to be together forever.

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"Coop!" Summer ran on board, spotting the couple in each others embrace outside the boat. Summer had to admit they looked cute together, but she still didn't need to see all the public displays of affection they had been giving each other recently. Maybe it was because she was sort of grossed out by it, but it was more likely because she was jealous. She glanced back at Seth, who was as usual ambling along behind her, hands in pockets, pitiful expression upon his face. Summer almost felt sorry for him, but she didn't want to go too soft just yet. "Coop? Chino? Hello! We can see you!" Marissa looked up, squinting because of the bright lights coming from inside the boat. "Guess you guys didn't waste any time!"
"What?" Marissa replied, still clutching onto Ryan, whose arm was still firmly around her waist, and he didn't have any intention of moving it. "Waste any time doing what?"

"Um, making out." Summer answered, as if it was the easiest question to answer. "It's like all you ever do these days!"

"She's right, you know." Seth nodded his head, standing next to Summer. "You're always getting your mack on!" Summer looked at him, shaking her head despairingly.

"Cohen, don't ever say that phrase again." Summer said to him, whacking him on the arm. "Or, at least, not in front of me."

"Summer, do you always have to be so crude?" Ryan asked, slightly annoyed that she had ruined him and Marissa's 'moment'. "I don't think Seth really appreciates it."

"Why else do you think I do it?" Summer looked at him sarcastically, flashing her toothy smile at him. "Now come on, Coop, where's the bar in this place?"

"Actually, Sum, I think I'm going to stay with Ryan, sorry." Marissa replied, shrugging her shoulders. "Where's Zach?"

"Yeah, where is Zach?" Seth butt in, hand on chin. "Did he blow you off again?"

"Since when did you become involved in my love life, Cohen?" Summer replied, hand on hip, looking daggers at Seth.

"Hmm, let me see…" Seth answered. "Since we fell in love last year, maybe?" Summer rolled her eyes.

"Cohen, please don't start!" Summer turned back to where Marissa and Ryan had stood, only to find the spot empty. "Great." She looked over at Seth who stood his ground, staring her down. "Oh, come on then." She grabbed his arm and dragged him into the yacht.

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"So, are you gonna tell me what's wrong?" Ryan asked, as he and Marissa walked along the dock together. Marissa looked at him, wondering how he knew nothing was wrong in the first place.

"Nothings wrong." Marissa replied, lying, tightening her grip on his hand, wanting to reassure him.

"Marissa . . ." Ryan stopped abruptly, turning round to face her fully. "Come on, I know you too well." He tilted her head up from its position staring at the ground, and gave her a quick kiss on the lips. Marissa sighed, and turned away.

"I can't tell you, you'll think I'm a stupid little girl." Marissa answered, letting in go of his hand.

"You are a stupid little girl." Ryan replied, jokingly. He got a punch in the stomach from Marissa, but a smile as well. "I'm joking! I won't think you're a stupid little girl. Anyway, you're not a little girl anymore."

"Seriously, you'll think I'm selfish too." Marissa sighed again. "I think I'm selfish." She leant against the rail, looking down.

"Hey, you, of all people, are not selfish, okay?" Ryan stated, trying to connect with her again. "You have a good heart." Marissa smiled weakly, and took hold of his hand again. "So, what's with the long face?"

"I don't know . . ." Marissa started. She looked at Ryan, if she couldn't tell her emotions to him, then who could she tell them to? "Well, it's just, I know Lindsay really likes you. . . in that kind of way, and she just makes me feel really uncomfortable." There she had said it. She looked up at Ryan, who leant down and kissed her passionately. He pulled back, and took her hand again.

"If I liked Lindsay, would I kiss you like that?" He asked, a slight smile on his face. Marissa returned his smile, and gave him a kiss on the cheek. "You know I love you. Now, come on, you're dad's probably wondering where you are." Ryan squeezed her hand gently, and the two walked back to the boat.

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