A/N Omg guys! Thank you so much for all your amazing reviews! I am so glad you like this fic! Okay this is just to clear a few things up for you: This Story is set in season 3 but ignores everything that HAS actually happened in season 3 because I am from the UK and have not yet seen the new episodes! Ignore some of the stuff in the first chapter. Kirsten is in rehab and has been for a few months. Trey is in prison and Marissa was found innocent but it not with Ryan. Okay, now that's cleared up on with the post! I hope you like it and please please review! Enjoy!

Seth felt like his heart was going to burst from his chest as it pounded furiously, knocking against his ribs as he stood, staring down at his brother's prone still form not believing what he was seeing. Getting past his initial shock Seth slipped into autopilot, his body working on it's own whilst his mind was still hanging somewhere back in the doorway. He dropped to his knees in front of his brother, swallowing hard as he blinked back tears. He watched Ryan's chest rise and fall slowly and felt relief wash over him, at least he was breathing…but he was still unconscious.

"Ryan?...Ryan!" He asked bending down closer to him, looking at his pale clammy face and grimacing. He reached out a shaking arm and shook his brother gently, waiting desperately for a response. Waiting for Ryan to leap up and start laughing at him, for him to say it was all a joke. Yet all he received back was silence…Seth Cohen hated silence. He shook Ryan a little harder and called his name, his hands shaking and his mind racing. Oh god…he couldn't think straight, he didn't know what to do…

"Ryan please, just wake up man. This isn't funny." He pleaded desperately his voice cracking with emotion as Ryan lay in silence, not moving nor showing any signs of recognition.

"Shit." He muttered softly to himself, he couldn't even process how he felt right now, all he knew was that he needed to help his friend, his brother. Suddenly, hearing the gushing taps he had an idea…water, maybe he could wake him up using water? He staggered shakily to his feet not tearing his eyes away from Ryan and cupped the running water into his hands before splashing it gently onto Ryan's pale clammy face.

Ryan felt something cold against his face and he was dimly aware of someone calling his name and shaking him…he groaned and tried to sink deeper into the darkness but the voice continued, fuzzy at first and then becoming sharper and clearer…calling him, dragging him from the darkness..

Seth watched, his eyes widening as Ryan let out a low groan and his eyelids fluttered slightly. He felt relief wash over him in great waves and he shook Ryan a little harder, bending close to him and calling his name. His whole frame was shaking as he desperately willed Ryan to just open his eyes…

"Come on Ryan…wake up." He urged...Ryan's eyelids fluttered open before closing again and opening once more, his blue eyes looking dull and tired as he looked around blearily focusing on his surroundings. He groaned, the room around him was spinning, why was everything horizontal? He was on the floor…how did he get on the floor? What happened? He managed to focus in on Seth's face in front of him, full of panic and worry.

"Ryan? You okay man, Jesus you really scared me…what happened?" Seth asked his voice full of concern and his eyes wide with worry. Ryan groaned again, his head throbbing and the familiar tight feeling in his chest was back, restricting his breath. He remembered going to get washed and then…then feeling really dizzy and now he was here, with Seth in front of him looking more worried than Ryan had ever seen him. He groaned again slightly and tried to sit up. Seth reached out and helped him to sit up as Ryan rubbed his head.

"I…I dunno man I…I think I just got dizzy and…I must have stood up to fast or something." He mumbled weakly, he didn't want to worry Seth…he didn't want to tell him about how crappy he felt. He didn't need to know. Seth frowned and looked into Ryan's deep blue eyes, he knew Ryan wasn't telling the truth, something was up.

"Look I'm gonna get Dad, you look terrible." Seth said not taking his eyes off Ryan, who had closed his eyes and was leaning against the wall and breathing deeply. He wasn't lying, he did look awful. His face was pale and sweaty, his eyes were tired and he had huge purple bags underneath them and he looked totally out of it…

"No…No Seth please…please don't. I'm fine really, please. I just wanna go to school and get this test over with, I'm tired and I guess I just need to get more sleep. Please don't get Sandy…" He pleaded desperately as Seth stopped getting up and looked back down at him shocked by the desperation in his voice. He looked into his wide desperate eyes and felt a stab of pity.

"What? But Ryan this is serious? People don't just collapse for no reason, there has to be something wrong you can't just ignore this. You need to tell him, you look crap and there's obviously something wrong." He said as Ryan looked at him desperately, gripping onto the sides to pull himself shakily to his feet. He swayed slightly before standing straight and looking Seth in the eyes seriously.

" Please Seth, it's nothing and I can't miss this test today or I'll fail and with my probation…please just don't tell your dad. Please." He begged as Seth sighed deeply, looking down at his feet before meeting his gaze. He knew it was wrong but he had to, he couldn't say no to him when he was this desperate. He was his brother and his friend…he had to do this for him not matter how much he told himself he shouldn't. He trusted Ryan and he had his back. He sighed deeply

"Fine…okay, but if it happens again I won't just tell Dad….I'll tell Mom." He warned before turning to the door.

"Are you gonna be okay?" He asked. Ryan swallowed ignoring the tightness in his chest and the pain.

"I'll be fine…Thanks Seth." He mumbled.

Ryan shuffled into the kitchen his rucksack thrown over his shoulder, he found Sandy standing at the counter sipping coffee. He felt so terrible, but he had to go to school he couldn't miss this test after all the work he had missed after Trey's death. He needed to catch up and he didn't want the Cohen's knowing he didn't feel great, well Seth already did, but he didn't want Sandy fussing over him. He had enough on his plate as it was. He breathed in shallowly, a technique he had been practising since this crippling chest pain had snuck up on him. He met Sandy's gaze and smiled weakly whilst Sandy's mouth fell open.

"Jeez Ryan you look awful, are you feeling okay?" He asked setting his mug down and walking over to his son who was gripping onto the work surface for support. His face was pale and clammy and his eyes were sunken and dull. Ryan sighed, his chest taut and aching.

"Yeah I…I'm fine I just didn't get a lot of sleep last night that's all." He mumbled shifting awkwardly as Sandy placed a hand on his forehead. Sandy felt Ryan recoil slightly under his touch and swallowed, he knew Ryan wasn't that comfortable with contact. Especially after everything with Trey…He sighed.

"Well you don't feel warm, I'll take your word for it. But kid, you really look like hell." He said with a slight laugh, Ryan forced a weak grin just as Seth walked into the room.

"This house is just full of compliments this morning." Seth said brightly with a grin aimed towards his father before glancing across at Ryan and winking. Ryan grinned feeling a rush of gratitude towards his foster brother.

"So Dad, lets hit the road. I can't be late to meeting Summer or she'll kill me…probably literally." He said as Sandy laughed slightly taking his attention from Ryan who sighed silently with relief. Sandy looked at his watch.

"Yeah come on then guys." He said brightly, sitting his coffee cup in the sink and picking up his bag. Ryan sighed, the pressure in his chest returning…at least Sandy hadn't pressed the matter. He had been left alone, for now.

The car journey to school was pretty much silent, very unusual seeing as Seth was in the car. Sandy frowned, drumming his fingers against the steering wheel absent mindedly, he glanced up into his rear view mirror catching sight of his two sons. Something wasn't right between them, Seth had come out of the pool house looking shaken and worried but had said nothing, another thing that wasn't right, then Ryan had come out a few minutes later looking like death warmed up, yet he said he was fine. Nothing had changed there then. Ryan was leaning his head against the window and watching the Newport scenery whip past looking exhausted whilst Seth sat on the other side drumming his fingers against the door in the same fashion that Sandy was, and looking out the window. Something definitely wasn't right. As he pulled up outside the school he glanced into the back seat and smiled at Ryan who returned one weakly.

"Have a good day." He said as they both stepped out of the car. Seth mock saluted before walking off with Ryan towards the school through the crowds of teenagers. He sighed loudly and ran a hand through his untidy hair. Something was definitely up, and Ryan definitely wasn't fine…God he needed Kirsten right now. She'd been in rehab for just over a month now and he'd only been able to see her twice. He missed her and he needed her back.

Ryan pulled his locker open with a sigh and rummaged around inside for his History text book. He yawned widely, he felt marginally better, his chest didn't hurt anymore and his breathing was easier…he knew it was nothing. He pulled the text book out and glanced at his watch, he was going to be late for soccer practise. Sandy had convinced him to join the team again after everything just to take his mind off things and to get involved in school again. He shoved the book in his bag and shut his locker with a dull clang to find himself facing Marissa. He jumped slightly.

"Woah, you made me jump." He said laughing slightly. Marissa smiled her blue eyes sparkling, Ryan's chest felt tight again but for a different reason this time…

"Sorry, I didn't know you were such a whimp." She said teasingly prodding him in the arm. Ryan laughed and shot her a mock glare.

"How come you're still here?" He asked looking at his watch. They started to walk along the corridor together and Marissa sighed.

"Social Committee meeting. I'm surprised they still let me on it after…you know." She finished awkwardly wrapping her arms around herself. Ryan nodded silently, a heavy silence falling upon them.

"So, planning how to colour co-ordinate balloons and decide which go where must be so stressful." He teased as Marissa smiled and slapped him again playfully.

"Well I'd like to see your try to colour co-ordinate something." She jeered.

"Hey, I'm not terrible, I'm not as bad as Seth who actually thought pink orange and yellow would like fine on one shirt." He said looking over at Marissa as she laughed, he could smell her sweet perfume and everything about her was just perfect as he watched her smile and giggle. He just wanted to take her in his arms and kiss her…

"So, I was uh wondering…um you don't have to if you don't want to, you know if it's like too soon or something but…Would you, would you like to come round mine tomorrow? I'm cooking mac and cheese…my…"

"specialty." Ryan finished with a smile, she grinned back before looking away embarrassedly. Ryan felt his heart hammering against his ribs and he swallowed hard.

"I'd love to." He said softly, Marissa looked back at him her blue eyes gleaming as a small smile spread across her face. She looked into his deep blue eyes, her heart hammering and her head pounding. Before she knew what she was doing, she was leaning closer and their faces were inches apart. He could count the tiny freckles on her nose and he could smell the fruity shampoo smell of her hair. Their noses grazed softly sending tingles down her spine as their lips collided softly. She slipped her delicate arms around his neck and pulled him closer, slipping her tongue softly into his mouth.

When they eventually broke away Ryan smiled breathlessly and Marissa flushed slightly.

"Wow I um…I really have to go now but…I…I'll see you tomorrow." She whispered her cheeks still red and her heart hammering. Ryan smiled and nodded weakly…wow, he had missed doing that. Suddenly looking at his watch he realised he was late for soccer, he broke into a run down the corridor. He couldn't wait until tomorrow.

A/N So...what did you think? I thoughtI'd throw a little bit of R/M in this part just because I love them so much! Lol, okay so please press the magic button and review, give me tips advice whatever tell me what you liked what you didn't! Thanks alot! Hope you liked it!

Next Time: Ryan starts to feel worse at Soccer (god I hate saying that, I just want to say football I'm English! Lol) Seth confides in Summer about what happened with Ryan in the morning and Marissa is excited about her date with Ryan