He'll Be Back
Chapter seventeen
Seth and Summer walked down the stairs into the lions den. The table was set and Kirsten and Sandy were talking animatedly about the food as they removed it from the take out containers.
"I am really not that bad a cook," Kirsten insisted, " Maybe I could take a class or something and then try again,"
"Honey there is no need, the boys and I enjoy our digestive tracks and we would have to pay extra to get the likes of you into a class. " Sandy teased.
Seth pulled a chair out for Summer and he pushed her in politely. He took the seat next to her and they waited patiently for every one to come and take their places. Ryan and Marissa entered into the kitchen from out side and avoided the bickering couple and sat down as well.
"You'll be happy to know that I cooked this wonderful meal from scratch," Kirsten joked setting down a platter of roasted chicken on the table.
"That's not funny, this is just scary," Sandy said following behind her with mashed potatoes and portabella mushrooms. Everyone was hungry and chewing, cutting and exchanging dishes was all that anyone concentrated on.
"So your mother and I went to have brunch with Cal and Ju-Ju," Sandy said to Seth fighting back laughter for Marissa's sake. "That house is immense,"
"Yeah, my mother's own palace," Marissa shrugged uncomfortably.
"So what was everyone up to today?" Kirsten asked trying to change the conversation.
"Video games and the likes," Seth said in a clear concise very un-Seth way.
Ryan shot him a look of confusion and then turned to Summer who's entire attention was on cutting her food into perfect squares.
"What were you girls up to?" Kirsten asked. Marissa looked at Summer who gave her a pleading expression.
"We went shopping," Marissa response earned a sigh from Summer.
"What stores?" Kirsten asked truly enjoying female company.
"Banana Republic, Macy's, you know the basics, " Summer said with a forced smile. Ryan got up from the table and shook his glass.
"I'm getting something more to drink."
"Yeah I'm too." Seth said getting up and following him to the kitchen. Forced conversation continued in the dining room.
"You don't have an announcement to make?" Ryan asked hotly.
"No, not until later in the whole process."
"Seth they are going to be far more angry with you if you tell them a month before, then if you give them time to get used to it."
"Summer just wants to have a little control in decision making for now."
"Seth, you two need to get help making these decisions from adults."
"Just give me a break they'll know before the summer is through," Seth smiled at his pun.
They returned to the table. "So Ryan and I were discussing summer," Seth announced. Summer shot him a look of panic. "This summer is hot as can be." He said smiling earnestly.
"Yeah it is, " Sandy said tipping his wine glass back and draining the contents.
"We're talking about the weather right?" Marissa asked clearing her spot.
"Of course," Seth said then he leaned and whispered something into Summer's ear that made her blush and playfully hit him.
They had survived one dinner with the parents and let nothing slip. The next few weeks would hopefully produce the same results.
Summer acted as Seth's taxi driver. Of course he was usually going places to be with her but there were exceptions. Like the time that Seth had to get his Jew-fro trimmed. Summer knocked on the Cohen's door. Sandy opened the door for her and sipped his coffee as he watched her disappear up the stairs towards Seth's room.
"Cohen, wake up." Summer said sitting at his desk. " I told you that I had a doctor's appointment yesterday."
"You neglected to tell me the time," Seth moaned from under a pillow, "Because I would have said no to such an early outing.
"Seth, are going to an office in L.A. so get your lazy ass up." Summer said hitting him hard with a spare pillow.
"Summer I don't want to go."
"And I don't want to look like an irresponsible whore," Summer shot back.
Seth pulled the pillow off his head and stretched enormously. "I guess you win."
They drove down the highway, Summer look at Cohen dozing. "Seth wake up and talk."
Seth opened his eyes and smiled, " You like it when I blather on?"
Summer shook her head and sighed, "I am just really nervous and it would make me feel better if you were nervous too."
"I'm not nervous," Seth said fiddling with the radio.
"Don't touch," Summer said batting his hand away. She increased the volume and sped up to pass a red Jetta that was playing gross rap with its windows down.
They sat in the waiting room, Summer sat with a clip board in her lap. Seth looked desperately for something to read.
"When was my last period?" Summer read from the paper work she had been given. She sat there counting.
Seth picked up a magazine that's cover was down. He flipped it over and put it down quickly. "Fit pregnancy?" Seth mumbled.
Seth and Summer were really out of their element. Several women waited with pregnant bellies. One man sat next to his wife in a suit and looked at his watch tapping his foot impatiently.
"Seth, what day was Julie's wedding?"
" I don't know the 3rd of June I think."
"Okay and how many days before that did my sex strike start?"
"It was like five days before that," Seth smiled glad that her strike had not continued upon his return.
"Okay, thanks," Summer said subtracting a number in her equation.
"Summer, I feel like we are getting stared at." Seth whined softly. "The woman behind the desk keeps looking over at us. I feel like we are being stripped naked in front of a crowd."
"Cohen I thought that you weren't nervous, " Summer said capping the pen and returning the clipboard to the desk.
"I wasn't, I thought that we were going to get here and would be ushered into a private room, away from the angry mob."
"Roberts, Summer?" a portly nurse called into the room for the next patient.
Summer rose and turned to Seth who was still sitting. "Are you coming ass face?"
"Am I allowed to?" He asked. Summer turned questioning to the nurse who nodded and led them back into the sterile smelling office.
"Step on this scale," the nurse said. Summer removed her straw slides, and stepped barefoot on to the scale. "One fifteen," the nurse said writing it into her chart. Summer slid her sandals back on and followed the nurse down the hall into a room more like the one Cohen was expecting.
"Change into this," the nurse said handing her a revealing hospital gown. The nurse left and delight flashed in Seth's eyes as Summer unzipped her floral and striped skirt. The knee length skirt fell to the floor. She unbuttoned her pale yellow cashmere three quarter length sweater and threw it to Seth. Underneath she was wearing a gray ballet neck shirt, that made her look both mature and sexy. She pulled it over her head and slipped the gown over her shoulders. She sat down on the crinkly paper and pulled the gown together in the front. They was a knock on the door and a doctor came in.
"Hi I'm Dr. Winston," a tall woman with blonde hair pulled into a loose pony tail said shaking Seth's hand and then Summer's. "You're Summer Roberts. " She smiled kindly and her blue eyes sparkled lively. She picked up the chart off the examination table the Summer sat on and scanned through some off the pages. Summer looked at Seth, he forced a smile though he looked about to pass out.
"You're a little young," the doctor said finally closing the folder. Summer looked at the floor embarrassment oozing out of every pore. "I didn't mean to criticize you," Dr. Winston said quickly. I just meant that it is a big step for such a young couple. He is your boyfriend right? I do this all the time, just make assumptions and half the time it is someone's brother or uncle and I want to die."
Seth laughed at the doctor's banter. "Seth Cohen, Summer's slave." He said with a wave.
"He's my boyfriend," Summer said for clarification.
"Awe, young love," Dr. Winston laughed " When you filled out paper work you gave a urine sample, right?" Summer nodded and the doctor unclipped the paper work from her clip board. "Here we go," She said pulling a printed result sheet. She briefly read through it. "So you're definitely pregnant,"
"You're what?" Seth shouted teasing,
"Shut up, Cohen." Summer said looking at Dr. Winston.
"Well some times over the counter tests give false positives. I assume that you two have decided to keep this baby?"
"Yeah," Summer shrugged.
"Most of the youngsters that aren't, go directly to planned parenthood. If at any time you change your minds let me know I would rather do procedures than have you go through, the system of planned parenthood. It is a really dehumanizing experience." Dr. Winston looked at Summer and a connection was made. "I am extremely objective about young parents I had to a decision in med school, one that I don't regret but I always am impressed with teenagers that choose to raise a child."
Summer smiled kindly visibly relaxed. "Lay back," Summer lay down putting her head on the paper covered pillow. Dr. Winston massaged Summer's taut stomach through the gown. "It feels good in there." She said pulling on a pair of gloves. Summer looked over at Seth. He flashed her thumbs up on both hands.
"Have you had morning sickness?"
Summer nodded as the gown was opened and the doctor pulled her bra aside to examine her breasts. "Are you more tender?" Summer nodded. Seth looked like he had gone to heaven. I'm going to ask you to remove underwear for a pelvic exam."
Summer obliged and slid her panties down. She tossed them to Seth. "Is it my birthday?" he asked.
"Shut up pervert." Summer said putting her legs into the stir-ups.
"It says on your chart that you've never had a pap-smear." Dr. Winston said as she worked under the sheet.
"Yeah I wasn't sexually active at the time of my last physical." Summer said.
"This is may feel like a cramp," She took a swab quickly. "There you can sit up and get dressed I'll be right back."
Summer replaced her clothing and sat in the chair next to Seth. Dr. Winston entered again seconds later. "Okay now the fun begins. First do you two have any family medical history that I should know about?"
They shook their heads and she flipped through Summer's chart quickly to verify. "Do you smoke or drink?"
"I don't usually but I did a few weeks ago," Summer admitted.
"It shouldn't have done anything, but avoid those things now. Do you use tanning beds?"
Summer nodded. "That is another thing to stay away from in makes your body temperature rise."
"Summer you're going to get pasty." Seth teased.
"I think that covers a lot of the stuff I'll give you some readings and pre-natal vitamins. You should be planning on making an appointment at the front desk for next month. Then it will be every other week."
"When are we going to pop the thing out?" Seth asked.
"I'm writing down February 16th, but I've seen young women go a week past their due dates, but you're a tiny thing so maybe your baby will debut earlier."
"Great just in time for spring break," Summer said.
"I don't mean to pry but have you two told your parents yet?"
"No," they said in unison.
"How old are you guys?"
"Seventeen," Summer said.
"I'll be eighteen soon," Seth told Dr. Winston.
"God, usually I'm the youngest in the delivery room." She said laughing opening the door.