(A.N) Hey! I think you're all going to enjoy the next couple of chapters, I'm wrapping the story up so there's loads of action coming up. This is a much longer chapter so I hope you enjoy it. Caution for some violence and languagebut its prettyminor.

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The Surge Of Anger

"What do you want? Go away!" Summer shrieked at Taylor. Summer had stood in front of the buggy, shielding her daughter.

"Summer, you seriously need to chill!" Taylor laughed.

"Just get away from me and my daughter, do you want my handbag? The car? Just take them, anything, just leave my daughter alone." Summer was fumbling in her bag for her car keys.

"I don't want your stupid daughter Summer, I want you. You and your husband are pretty damn rich and my boyfriend Gregg was hurt by you. So was I. You ruined my life so I'm gonna ruin yours, if Gregg lets me. Now my friends and I want to talk to you."

Two large men appeared behind Taylor and Summer began to quake with fear. She could shout for Ryan and Marissa, they might hear her. But what about those guys?

They were even bigger than her bodyguards who had conveniently gone on sick leave that very morning.

The diner on the pier's chicken burgers had given both violent food poisoning. And their replacements weren't due until tomorrow. Just her luck.

The men proceeded towards Summer and grabbed her Balenciaga purse violently, ripping away the strap and letting it fall to the floor. They pulled out the keys and climbed into the car's front seats.

"Un-strap the kid and get in, leave the pushchair here," Taylor ordered coldly before turning to open the backseat door and climb in herself. Summer shook as she un-strapped Autumn quickly.

She clutched her daughter tightly, the baby totally oblivious to the danger in which they were in. She simply gurgled happily. Summer felt like crying. She glanced up at Marissa's house and decided to take the chance.

"COOP HELP US! PLEASE RYAN COOP HELP US!" Summer screamed with all her might. Taylor opened the car door.

"Big mistake Summer." She was standing by the car holding a handgun, it was pointed at Autumn. Summer went white.

"No please don't, shoot me not her. I did it," Summer sobbed, grasping Autumn tightly.

"Oh I'm not going to shoot you, just scare you. Now get in," she spat. Summer climbed in quickly and the car sped away.

"What was that? Ryan what was it? It sounded like Summer!" Marissa said, looking fearful. The couple were stood by the window after hearing that piercing shriek.

Ryan was paler than usual. It had sounded like Summer. The dead giveaway? She had said Coop.

"Stay here, don't worry I'm going to check this out," Ryan said, rubbing Marissa's hand comfortingly. She nodded and sat down as Ryan left the house quickly. He pelted down the driveway calling Summer's name.

"Oh no," he whispered as he spotted Autumn's buggy at the foot of the drive.

"SUMMER!" Ryan yelled at the top of his voice. His yells echoed around the deserted street.

Her car was gone. He spotted a blue strap lying beside the buggy on the floor. It had been pulled from Summer's purse. Ryan clutched it in his hand and stared out at the empty road angrily.

He heard footsteps and Marissa appeared behind him. She looked utterly horrified as she saw the empty buggy and the torn strap in Ryan's palm.

"What, what, Ryan we have to…" Marissa sobbed. Ryan pulled her into his chest.

"Don't get upset Marissa, we have to hurry. Call Sandy and tell him to call the police and get over to Seth's pronto. Get Maia out of bed, strap her in the car and go over to Sandy's to meet Kirsten. I'll get over to Seth's in the Range Rover. Okay?" Ryan said.

Marissa nodded quickly, drying her eyes. The couple ran back to the house, Ryan dragging the pushchair behind him. Within minutes, they'd gone their separate ways, Ryan to Seth's and Marissa to Sandy and Kirsten's.

Time was slipping away.

Summer held Autumn closely, staring out of the window, she prayed that Ryan and Marissa had heard her. If they had, then there was hope.

"Aw, cute kid Summer. She looks just like you," Taylor smile was sickly.

"What do you want from me? What did I do to you that was so bad?" Summer spat, moving Autumn further away from Taylor.

"You ruined my life! You got me kicked out of school because of my thing with the Dean. Everyone hated me. Then my mom got jailed for selling coke and I left town. It was all your fault. My life was in pieces!" Taylor cried emotionally.

"What? How is what happened to your Mom my fault?"

"We lost all our money and moved to this awful part of L.A. where we lived in a grotty little apartment. If you hadn't drawn attention to me, it wouldn't have happened…" Taylor said, glaring at Summer.

"Then everything happened with you and Bailey last year, I'd forgotten about you but that brought it all back. I was happy, finally you knew how it felt to be hurt. And then, I met Gregg. I was ecstatic when I found out he wanted to get back at you so I joined him. We set out to get you both and here we are." Taylor smiled and Summer felt sick to her stomach.

She wasn't the old Taylor, she was a shadow of her former self. She was painstakingly thin and her collar bone jutted out from her chest awkwardly. Her face was covered in zits and her teeth were a sickly yellow. She wreaked of smoke and her fingernails were short and yellow.

"Where are you taking us?" Summer said

"Oh, I'm taking you home, to Seth." Summer frowned.

"Gregg should be there with him," she grinned.

Gregg peered out of the window at the dark night. Seth was sat on the couch silently, the anger building up inside him. If it weren't for the gun, then Seth would have had him ages ago. He'd been on the end of a bullet once, he didn't fancy going there again.

"So, you're little wife should be here soon along with your likkle baby daughter," Gregg laughed. Seth gritted his teeth. 'Don't do it Seth, stay sat down,' he told himself.

Gregg lit up a cigarette and puffed the smoke in Seth's face making him even angrier. He was about to leap up when headlights shone into the room as a car pulled up.

"Stay there," Gregg commanded, walking out to the hall. He heard a shrill female voice that didn't belong to Summer echo through the house.

"Get in the room," Gregg said and Seth's face lit up as Summer stumbled into the dark room, clutching Autumn. She looked terrified. Seth gestured for her to come and sit by him. He clutched her cold hand as she sat down.

"Everything is going to be fine," Seth whispered.

"I know, I'm so sorry Seth," Summer wept quietly.

"Don't worry, if the worst happens, take Autumn and run for your life," Seth said. Summer nodded biting her lip and the two fell silent as Gregg walked back into the room flanked by the two big guys and Taylor.

"Taylor Townsend?" Seth said looking shocked.

"Hello Seth, its good to see you again," Taylor said seductively. She walked over slowly and kissed him lingeringly on the lips. Summer's heart pounded and she longed to just punch her in the face.

Seth simply squeezed Summer's hand and looked her deeply in the eyes. Taylor walked back over to Gregg and removed her jacket to reveal a very skimpy top that left nothing to the imagination. Gregg passed the cigarette to her and she puffed away on it.

"So here we are, the little Cohen family, and neither of them can get away," Gregg laughed.

"What do you want from us?" Seth said.

"I want you to pay for ruining the last year and a half of my life so I'm gonna play a little game with you all. Its called 'Pay Me Or I Kill You' and I am excellent at this. I never loose." Summer shuffled uncomfortably and squeezed Seth's hand tighter.

"If its money you want, fine. How much?" Seth said.

"Oh, upfront aren't we Seth, now how much am I thinking? Hmmm?" Gregg smirked. Taylor folded her arms impatiently as he thought.

"$5 million," she said. Gregg spun around.

"What? What are you doing? I call the shots here!" he yelled. Gregg proceeded to snatch away her handbag containing her gun.

"Gregg what the hell are you doing? I need that!" She shrieked. He tossed it to one of the big guys.

"Go stand by the door," he commanded to them, "And for you! Don't you ever undermine me. Now you have no authority." Taylor stood back and swept away into the bathroom.

"Women just drag you down," he muttered to himself before turning back to Seth, Summer and Autumn who was beginning to whimper. Summer tried to comfort her but she wasn't having it.

"Can I take her to the nursery?" Summer asked Gregg who had sat down in an arm chair.

"Yeah, one second. Dan!" he called. One of the big guys appeared.

"Take her upstairs, don't let her try anything," he said. Dan nodded and pulled Summer up harshly.

She looked back at Seth defiantly. He knew that look well. She was going to do something. He knew it. As much as he wanted to kick these guys ass', she could get hurt and he didn't want that.

But the big guys weren't armed. The only one which was armed was Gregg, if he could just get the gun…

Summer walked up the stairs slowly, Dan following her closely. He was a tall man with not much hair although he looked in his mid twenties. Summer walked into the nursery and placed Autumn in her crib carefully. She had been falling asleep in Summer's arms so she was pretty much gone by the time she was in her crib.

As Summer turned to exit the room, Dan was blocking the door. The room was dark and Summer could just see his green eyes glinting in the dark. He pushed the door closed and walked towards her. Summer backed away, petrified.

"You're hot girl," he said, moving closer. Summer's heart pounded.

"What do you want? Get away from me!" she said quickly.

"Sorry, not gonna happen now come here bitch," he said louder. He was close to her now and his hands were just about to go to her jeans when… BANG! Summer grabbed hold of a large wooden photo frame on the table beside her and swung it with great force into Dan's head.

He wobbled slightly on his feet, looking dazed as the glass shattered on his head. Summer gritted her teeth and swung her fist into his face, sending him crashing to the ground.

As he lay on the floor, Summer looked down at Dan, lying unconscious and she smiled.

"Oh yeah, I suffer from rage blackouts," she smiled at him, "Bitch."

As Dan fell to the floor, the sound rang out through the house, causing Gregg to spring up and call the second guy into the room.

"Pete! Go up there! See what's happening!" Gregg shouted. Seth was sat there, his heart pounding against his ribs.

What had happened? By the sounds of it, it wasn't Summer that was hurt. But how did she knock down that huge guy? Even if she'd managed to do it once, could she tackle the second guy? He had to do something. He had to.

"If she tries to fight back, hurt her. Don't kill her, yet. If she dies, I do it," Gregg said. Pete left the room quickly, bounding up the stairs.

"Guess it's bye bye Summer," Gregg laughed at Seth. That was it. He couldn't take it anymore.

"That's it!" Seth cried, standing up.

"What are you gonna do geek?" Gregg laughed.

Anger surged through Seth's body. That taunt that had been used against him his whole life. This was it.

"I would have killed your brother if Summer hadn't stopped me but now nothing is stopping me," Seth spat, slowly striding towards Gregg…