Thanks again everyone. A huge shout out to all of you lovely reviewers.

Rachel

"Thanks again Riss, I'm so sorry that I have to keep doing this to you," Summer handed a sleeping Jesse over to his aunt who cradled him in her arms.

"Sum, its fine, really. Ryan and I love having Jesse around."

The weekend was over and Summer was sadly handing over her precious son. There were times when she would be able to keep Jesse at home for several weeks, but things got too complicated after a while. No one knew that Summer had a son, not even Marlee. Kirsten and Sandy knew, so did Julie Cooper and obviously Ryan and Marissa, and now Seth of course. Her agent, Carrie, also knew about him and advised Summer to keep him a secret. Single moms were always 'frowned upon' in Hollywood. Summer also knew that if Seth were ever to find out about Jesse… well, she'd be in the situation that she was now.

Sighing, Summer kissed her son on the forehead. "Bye Jess. Mommy loves you okay? Just a few more days with Aunty Marissa."

Jesse sighed so that his little body moved up and down. "But mommy," he pouted, "Why are you leaving again? You always leave me. Don't know you love me?"

'Some could ask the same question,' Summer thought to herself. No, she would not think of Seth. Pushing him out of her mind, Summer focused hey eyes on her son. "Jess, mommy loves you more than anything. There are just some things that mommy can't do when you are around. I will see you in a few days and then we'll see, okay sweetie?"

Rolling his little eyes Jesse nodded and accepted the kiss that his mother offered, burying himself in his aunt's arms. At least someone cared about him.

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Casting.

Seth had always hated casting. There were thousands of wannabee actors who would show up from all over, even outside California. Most of them, Seth though, sucked shit. He didn't even know why they bothered. This was a high profile film, and hundreds of these randoms always showed up. It pissed him off, but he wasn't going to be an ass and tell them that they were so fucking bad that he was ashamed to have to watch their performance. Yeah, his ass would be fired from his own movie.

Luckily, he wouldn't have to deal with lame ass actors anymore, because the high profile actors were coming in that afternoon for the 'high profile' roles.

And here was the first one.

Emma Watson. The girl from Harry Potter a million years ago. Okay wow, she had grown up. Then again, the last time he saw her on Harry Potter she was fifteen. So she had become slightly more high profile over the past few years. Her hair had miraculously straightened itself, her makeup was soft, the hair was darker. She was pretty.

"Hello, I'm Emma and I'll be reciting lines for Allie." Emma gave her best grin showing off her prefect white teeth, her million dollar smile.

Seth nodded as did his co-producers Max and Lisa. "Alright Emma, give it a go. In this scene Allie receives a note from her fiancé which says that he loves her, but can't be with her anymore. She is heartbroken beyond belief and never got the chance to tell him that she was pregnant. Okay, go."

So Emma recited her lines. And Seth had to admit that she was good. But she wasn't Summer. Main reason: she was British. And as good as she was, British Summer was not the Summer her knew.

"Thank you Emma, you will hear from us shortly," Seth replied politely as Emma smiled once more making her way out of the studio.

Several women went by and Seth couldn't find one to compare to Summer. Why the hell did he always make movie about his life with her? Maybe it was because it was the only part of his whole goddamn life that ever meant something to him. Maybe it was because he was a hopeless writer and a hopeless romantic. Or maybe it was his plea to win back his Summer.

At that moment Seth looked up to see a gorgeous girl with soft, dark, bouncy waves that hung down past her shoulders. She wore a knee-length flowy skirt that had on it some sort of floral pattern, a white tank top and a giant wooden necklace. The outfit was a mess. And Seth loved it.

"Hello," the girl said sweetly, walking into the room with a confidence that read Summer all over. If he hadn't been completely love struck over the real Summer, he would have sworn that this girl was her twin, her other half. But she couldn't half been her other half because he, Seth Cohen was her other half.

"Hi," Seth smiled, repeating the scene and motioning for her to begin.

And right when she started, Seth knew. She had this confidence, this strength and poise that made Seth believe he looked at the girl, whose name was Melanie, and saw Summer through her. It was all he could do not to cry right there.

Summer.

His Summer.

He loved her but she wouldn't listen to him.

Looking at this girl reminded Seth of Summer. So for that Melanie had to be cast. If this was going to be a movie then it sure as hell was going to be a good one.

Seth Cohen never did anything half assed. This would be no exception. Hollywood wouldn't know what hit it.

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"It's just so sad," Summer said through sniffles, dabbing a Kleenex in the corner of her wet eyes. "I mean, Noah and Allie… they were meant for each other. And then she had gone and forgotten everything…"

Marlee, who also had tears running down her cheeks smiled at Summer. "I know Sum. We cry every time we watch The Notebook don't we?"

Summer nodded, watching the ending credits scroll down. Damn. Movies like The Notebook never got old.

The ringing of the doorbell forced Summer off of the couch where her ass had been for the past two days and two the door.

And of course Seth Cohen had to be there looking all cute while she looked like something shit on her and died.

"What do you want Cohen?" she sighed, her hands perched on her small hips.

Seth looked at her chest for a moment and then looked up. Summer smiled. Seth could never stop looking at her boobs while they were going out. It almost had seemed natural when he looked at them that moment.

Almost.

"Well Summer, I wanted to see my son. You know, Jesse?"

Summer's eyes widened as she took her hand and pushed Seth's chest outside the door, closing it behind her. "Seth, shh! Marlee doesn't know about Jesse. No one in Hollywood knows about Jesse. And I'm planning to keep it that way."

Seth started at her plainly, no expression evident on his always grinning face. "Summer. Why have you kept this a secret for so long? Do you really want your son, sorry, our son to grow up knowing that you refused to acknowledge that he existed? Do you want him to know that his mother was ashamed of him therefore she made him live with his aunt? Do you want him to know that you prevented him from seeing his—"

"You stop right there Seth Cohen." Summer's eyes were blazing. Seth knew this side of Summer. This was not a fun side. "Don't you dare tell me how to raise my son! I have been doing the best I can without you and we've been getting along fine. Do you want to know why I've kept Jesse a secret for so long? Do you Cohen?"

Seth nodded, scared of what might come out of his mouth.

"I didn't want you to find out about him because I knew that you would probably come back. I didn't want that Cohen. You had left me and I was heartbroken, but I didn't want you crawling back because of the feeling of responsibility to your child. That is not a reason to be with someone. And I had no intentions of ever making contact with you again in my life. But now Cohen, now here we are, four years later and you know what? You haven't changed at all. You are the same sarcastic, arrogant son-of-a bitch that you always were. I'm done with you Cohen." Summer headed back to the door and turned back quickly once more. "And by the way, Jesse comes back here next Wednesday. I expect you to take him on Thursday. The poor kid needs a father."

And with that the door was slammed, leaving Seth feeling like a total idiot.

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Filming had begun, and Seth's life was hectic.

He had his new movie on the go, a new son to take care of, issues with his ex-fiancé, and was currently making a deal with Warner Brothers. If it hadn't been for Atomic County being on its summer hiatus, Seth would have probably broken down by now. Thankfully, however, the movie was running smoothly.

The roles had been cast. Melanie was playing Allie, who of course was Summer. Her presence truly brought out the essence of the character, and Seth couldn't have been more pleased with his actress of choice.

Daniel, who of course was the character of Seth himself, was played by a twenty-six year old guy named Brooks Barker. Brooks was actually a highly respected actor and was slowly making his way up to the a-list which, Seth found as a definite plus. Big names always attracted the viewers. Brooks had the dark brown-black hair, more wavy than Seth's curly, the dark eyes, and tall figure. The only difference was that while Seth was very slim, Brooks was much more buff. Not that Seth wasn't toned. No, of course not. Brooks just had that 'Ryan Atwood' tough look to him, but in a Seth Cohen way. Yeah, it was hard to explain.

Seth had given Summer's dad a larger part in the movie rather than just once scene of him threatening Seth and dying. He had included flashbacks and memories and scenes of Neil Roberts, or Jim Moder as his character was called, ruing his daughter's life and slowly turning Daniel away from the love of his life. It was amazing but somehow, the aged Tom Cruise had actually accepted the role of Jim.

It was at this point that reality had hit Seth. He was used to working with the 'new' actors. The ones working their way up. Tom Cruise was pure a-list and he wanted to be apart of Seth's movie. It was an honor and Seth had to admit, Tom was a real down-to earth guy. Sure he had a 30 something year old wife while he was in his late fifties. And yes he had his 'star' moments. But so far he had been a pleasure to work with.

The rest of the main cast, which included several others such as Ryan and Marissa, were also cast well, and Seth was more than pleased.

About a week had past since the Summer fiasco. Seth had avoided her up until now. Only tonight was his big night with Jesse, and Seth wasn't afraid of taking his son. He was afraid of seeing Summer. Seth had always been good with kids. But with the ladies, well, not so much. Maybe tonight she would give him a chance to explain. Maybe tonight Seth could finally give her a full explanation. Maybe she would let him in.

Life was full of maybes.

I hope that you enjoyed it! I'm having fun writing this and you all review so well! I love you all! So many of you are very enthusiastic, and you bring bright smiles to my face each day.

Xoxo

- Rachel