A/N: Again, this is the second chapter in a series of nine (or ten) dealing with flashbacks that occurred fifteen years ago.

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Weeks went by and Seth continued to hang out with Summer and things still seemed normal - they were still a couple. The four still went to school and hung out, but for the past few days Summer started acting…. different.

"This flu bug just wont seem to go away. I'm always throwing up, I feel nauseous, and everything I eat always comes back up." She was in the girl's bathroom accompanied by Marissa who sat on the sink countertop watching her friend rinse out her mouth with cold water.

Marissa began laughing as she hoped down from the countertop. She was now two months pregnant and picked up at the all but similar 'symptoms' that Summer is experiencing. "You say you throw up constantly?" She asked questionably.

"All the time." Summer placed her cold hands on her cheeks and examined herself in the mirror.

"And you do seem a bit cranky and irritable lately."

"Hey, who the hell are you calling cranky?" Summer shouted at Marissa.

"Yeah, well that just proves my point."

"Point?" Summer asked.

"You say you had sex with Cohen, correct?" Marissa now became a detective, piecing the clues together.

"Yeah, but that was over a month ago." She was busy fussing over her hair, running her hand under water she placed it to her hair trying to get the curl out.

"And it was unprotected…. right?"

"What's the point Coop?"

"Sum – I don't think that it's the flu." Marissa looked sternly into Summer's eyes.

"Yeah doctor? Then what do you think it is?"

"Summer, I think you're pregnant." Summer had no response to Marissa's statement and instead of shooting it down like most would, she just began to cry. "Summer what's wrong?"

"I don't know. Just that, I'm late." Summer turned to her friend, the mascara already running down her face from excessive crying.

"Late? How late?"

"Two and a half weeks." Marissa turned to Summer and wrapped her arms around her friend.

"I-I want to go home. Want to skip school and go to my place?" Summer grabbed a tissue and wiped the bottom of her eyes.

"Sure." She wrapped her arm around her best friend and both walked out the side of the school into the parking lot and jumped in their car. They decided to go to a local CVS and when Summer reached the shelf of pregnancy test, her stomach dropped. It scared her that this test determined the rest of her life.

"Just pick one, they're all the same." Marissa stood behind her watching people as they paced by.

"I can't, I can't do this." Marissa grabbed a box of pregnancy tests and then grabbed Summer's hand yanking her towards the front near the check out line.

"Next" The check out person yelled, Candice was her name and as she eyed the box of pregnancy tests she looked up at both of the girls and quickly away.

"Yeah, what are you looking at?" Summer said heated as the girl obviously had some thought running through her mind, which in this case, whatever she thought was right.

"Thanks." Marissa handed her money and soon took the box and they both exited the store.

At the Robert's house, Summer was in the bathroom with Marissa encouraging her from the outside.

"Summer, just do this and get it over with." Marissa leaned up against a door glancing down at her watch.

"Yeah you try this - wait, never mind." Summer emerged from the bathroom holding the stick in her hands.

Marissa was holding the box present in her hands and glanced back and forth from the test strip to the box. Her expression was blank, and the color drained as she read the final verdict. Marissa nodded her head and Summer immediately burst into tears.

"No! No! I can't be! I can't be pregnant." She ran into her room and buried her face in her pillow.

"Summer, I'm so sorry. But just like you told me, I'll be there for you, Seth, Ryan…. Seth's parents…" Marissa went on but Summer didn't seem to care, her life as she knew it was over.

"How did this happen? How am I going to tell Seth?" She was a mess, as obviously anyone would be.

"You're going to tell him the truth, and he'll understand. He's a reasonable person. This may seem like your life's over, but believe me it's not. I'm here, and we'll do this together." Marissa's smile cheered Summer up and her crying seized.

"Two pregnant Newport friends, pregnant by two brothers. My reputation is gone." She hung her head and Marissa began to flip out.

"You're so conceited. All you care about is your reputation but as of now kiss it goodbye. Your life is now about eating three times more then you usually do, getting huge, and complaining constantly. Get use to it sister, because that will all happen sooner then you know."

She shook her head, her life was now over but even in this bad situation she was glad Marissa was there. And what made it even better was Marissa was going through this too.

She let a few days pass and stayed home from school, scared she'd bump into Seth in the hallways and have to explain – she wasn't ready quite yet. Seth began getting worried due to Summer's absence from school and decided one day he'd give her a little visit. He walked into the house after no one seemed to answer and as he was about to walk up Summer's staircase, he noticed something out of the corner of his eye.

"Summer?" Seth said walking toward the kitchen; a huge box of pizza lay on the counter. Mushrooms, olives, meat, pineapple, every pizza topping known to man was sitting on top of the pizza Summer was consuming.

"What are you doing here?" She asked, jumping from the picture of Seth standing next to her.

"You haven't been in school lately, and you haven't been answering you phone so I decided to come and see you. What are you eating?" He couldn't help but hurry to that question. The pizza looked so disgusting he was surprised Summer would even touch it. It wasn't something Seth would put in his mouth – someone who'd eat anything in front of him, let alone the pickiest eater in all of California.

"It's called a pizza Cohen. I was hungry so I got some take-out. Want a piece?" She offered finishing off her piece.

"Ugh, I'll pass thanks." He sat down on the bar stool next to Summer, and they began talking. "So, why haven't you been in school lately? You seem fine…. is it that flu bug you told me you had?"

She squinted the side of her face, "kind of."

"Kind of? Do you have something else?" He asked eyeing the pizza; in disbelief she'd actually eat it.

"Kind of…." It seemed as though all her answers will be answered by kind of.

"Where are you parents?"

"Kind of – Seth, I need to tell you something, but I can't." Summer turned to him staring into his eyes.

"What? You can tell me anything, you know that."

"Remember about a month ago? At Cory's party?" She started off slowly.

"Yeah, I remember." He now looked at her curiously as to where she was going with this.

"And remember how we had…." Seth nodded.

"And your point is?" Seth asked not sure of what she was getting at.

"I-I-I'm, pregnant." She stared at him intently as to see how he'd react. Instead of flipping out, he sat there, pale white, his mouth ajar. He didn't move for at least a minute. "Seth?"

"You're, you can't, no…I said this couldn't happen, it couldn't have" He began rambling and then pinched himself to make sure this wasn't a dream.

"Yet it did. Believe me, I'm just as upset about this but it happened and abortion isn't an option. Seth I need you to help me through this because I can't do this by myself. " Her hand on top of his arm.

"I'll be here for you, count on that. It's just, I need some time to absorb this…I…." He returned to a standing position and kissed Summer on the cheek, his mouth still ajar, he left the house and made his way home.

Pregnant? No, she can't be. This happened to Ryan and Marissa, not him and Summer. What was he going to do? He doesn't have a job, he doesn't have any money…unless you count his parents, and speaking of parents – how are they going to react. He was in a bad situation.

Ryan found Seth sitting in the backyard looking up at the sky, the stars were bright tonight and it looked as though Seth was doing some questioning.

"Hey man. I haven't seen you since school. How'd your visit with Summer go? Is she okay?" Ryan asked sitting next to Seth.

"No, she's not."

"She isn't? Is it that flu bug?"

"No…. it's something called pregnancy." He shook his head as he looked up at the mighty sky.

"P-pregnant? No. Summer Roberts?" Ryan was bewildered by this news, especially since he warned him about it before he went to that party.

"What am I going to do? I can't have a kid," Seth said titling his head to Ryan.

"And you think I'm ready for one? Looks like we're both in pretty screwed up places." Ryan lay in the position Seth was in and stared up at the enormous sky.

"Yeah, well I just ruined the Cohen name. My parents are never going to forgive me for this one. I've made some huge mistakes – but this one is unforgivable."

"Yeah well they'll be disappointed but they can't do anything about this, what's done is done. It's pretty late, I'm going to bed." Ryan stood up and walked a couple feet to the pool house were he soon went to sleep. Ten minutes later Seth, soon went up to his room and went to bed too.

The next morning came and Seth approached the kitchen where Sandy, Ryan and Kirsten were all sitting, engaging in some conversation but was soon interrupted by Seth.

"Mom, dad. I have something to tell you." Kirsten and Sandy both turned towards him knowing by his voice it was serious. "The night I went to Cory's party, Summer and I had unprotected sex and…" He didn't want to sugarcoat anything and just decided being honest was the best thing, and laid everything on the table.

Kirsten knew what this meant and didn't need for Seth to finish his sentence. "Oh my God. Seth how could you!" This was a serious matter, and Kirsten looked as though she was about to cry.

"Seth Cohen I can not believe you made such a stupid decision! This, this…is by far the most stupidest thing you have ever done. I just, I just don't know what to do. First Ryan, and now you? I – go to your room." Burbling, Sandy didn't know where his head was or how to react to this.

Sandy wrapped his arms around Kirsten who was crying on the couch. Kirsten was clearly devastated, though Sandy held his emotions inside. Seth was well aware of how his choice affected his family.

"I am so sorry…." Seth said, though that wouldn't do anything, he truly was.

Kirsten turned to him, teary eyed as she shook her head. The disappointment she felt was unbearable and he knew that telling them was going to be the hardest. Seth took the walk of shame up to his room where he laid in his bed wishing that this never happened, that this part of his life could be erased. But soon after realizing it couldn't it just made him more upset and angry. What was he going to do? His life now seemed to have hit rock bottom and now he was going to be bring a baby into the world? He was confused, embarrassed, he hated the pain he caused his parents but he realized that he made this decision to sleep with Summer and unfortunately, he now has to deal with the consequences of his actions.

Ryan sat at the kitchen table feeling out of place, and decided that Kirsten and Sandy needed time to talk and figure things out so he cleared off the table with his food and emptied it into the sink.

"I'm going to the pool house." He opened the sliding door and walked to the pool house.

Sandy and Kirsten Cohen stood in the kitchen, Kirsten crying and Sandy trying to comfort her, but on the verge of tears himself. They didn't know what to do; they were for the first time in their marriage helpless in a time of need when their sons needed them the most.