A/N; Ok not so many reviews for the last chapter, but i figured I'd post anyway! I really hope that you like this because it took me quite a while to write it how I wanted it, and it was the idea for this scene that the whole fic came out of really so anyway I'm rambling, just let me know what you think!

Thanks to those of you who reviewed - this one's for you!

"Wow. Good job Coop. It actually kinda looks like a ranch in here!" Summer laughed as she surveyed the transformation that had taken place in their school hall courtesy of armfuls of strategically placed fake corn.

"Thanks Sum…I think." Marissa said uncertainly "I'm gonna go and get a drink, coming Ryan?" Ryan nodded and followed Marissa across the hall.

Seth still hadn't said anything but was still staring around the room with a bemused look on his face "You know, I feel sort of out of place without dungarees and a piece of straw in my mouth"

"Cohen!" Summer scolded, but she couldn't help but laugh as she caught sight of Seth prodding suspiciously at a scarily life-like stuffed chicken that was stood on the floor by them.

"Am I the only one who finds this all a little disturbing?" he asked looking up as Ryan and Marissa returned with drinks for them all and placed them on a table nearby.

"Right" said Marissa, shooting Ryan a pleading look "...who wants to dance?"

Ryan shook his head and backed slowly away but Marissa grabbed hold of his arm "Please…for me." She fixed her puppy dog eyes on him and his resolve visibly weakened "I'll make it worth your while" she whispered seductively. Ryan raised an eyebrow with interest and allowed himself to be led onto the dance floor

"Ewww gross. Thanks for sharing Coop!" Summer called after them.

Fifteen minutes later Ryan and Marissa were still dancing and Seth and Summer remained sat at the side of the dance floor engaged in animated conversation. Neither of them was yet courageous enough to suggest a dance so Seth decided to introduce Summer to the delights of quietly mocking people.

Discussion between them flowed easily and Summer had to catch herself a few times as she realised that Seth's natural charm and humour were working their way back into mind, melting her heart as they went.

The opening strains of a song that was significant to both of them and caused memories of their time together to come flooding back, filled the air.

Seth and Summer both glanced at each other and smiled as they recognised the song. Seth decided that this had to be a sign, if he was ever going to be able to ask her to dance, this had to be it.

Summer had already read his mind, so when he stood up and stretched out his arm in invitation she had already lifted her hand and reached for his. Summer drew her breath in sharply when a tingle ran down her spine as his fingers closed around hers and he led her onto the dance floor, maintaining eye-contact the whole way.

As Seth gently placed his arms around her tiny waist and pulled her close to him, she reached her arms out around his neck and her head came to rest just below his shoulder. A wave of nostalgia swept through Summer. She had never felt so safe or as loved as when she was in Seth's arms and these feelings returned as though it had only been yesterday.

Still a little bit of your taste in my mouth
Still a little bit of you laced with my doubt
Still a little hard to say what's going on

Their bodies moved in perfect synchronisation and, without realising it, they slipped back into the old habits that they had formed when they were together. Seth's hand ran lovingly up and down the lower part of Summer's back in time with the music and she reached up and ran her fingers through the loose curls in Seth's hair.

In the past, it had been at these times when they had both felt at their most intimate. As though they knew every contour of each other's body and their close positioning gave the feeling that they were sharing one soul.

Still a little bit of your ghost your witness
Still a little bit of your face I haven't kissed
You step a little closer each day
Still I can't say what's going on

Summer looked up at Seth and, feeling her gaze on him, he turned his head to face her and gave a small lop-sided grin. Summer smiled; he had no idea how much that one expression used to…and still did… make her go weak at the knees.

Stones taught me to fly
Love taught me to lie
Life taught me to die
So it's not hard to fall
When you float like a cannonball

They stared into each other's eyes; both feeling as though they were actually looking deep into each other's hearts and Seth pulled Summer in even closer to him.

At this moment, Summer realised that her heart was once again full of her love for Seth and that there was no use in trying to deny it any longer. Nevertheless, despite the love's best efforts to tame it, the fear remained too. And the emotions slowly blurred into one until Summer was unable to do anything except allow Seth to hold her and let his arms calm her anguished heart.

Still a little bit of your song in my ear
Still a little bit of your words I long to hear
You step a little closer to me
So close that I can't see what's going on

Seth bent down until his face was millimetres from Summer's and his breath tickled her as he whispered into her ear "I've missed you". Summer felt a lump rising in her throat and tears pricking her eyes so she simply bit down on her lip and nodded in agreement as she gazed up at him.

Seth too was being over taken by his emotions at this point and all of his well intentioned promises to himself dissolved into nothing as his eyes took in the Goddess in his arms and he leaned his lips slowly towards hers.

Stones taught me to fly
Love taught me to cry
So come on courage!
Teach me to be shy
'Cause it's not hard to fall
And I don't wanna scare her

Summer gasped slightly as she saw his lips approach her as if in slow motion. Fuelled by the burning desires of her heart she looked up at him and leaned her face close to his. She was only millimetres away from his mouth when a crippling fear over took her and she jerked backwards. "I'm sorry" she whispered her voice trembling.

It's not hard to fall
And I don't wanna lose her
It's not hard to grow
When you know that you just don't know

The devastated look in his eyes pierced hers and, hating herself for what she'd done to him, she turned and ran out of the hall. Seth made no attempt to follow her but his arms fell limply to his side as he stood, a lone dejected figure, and the blissful couples surrounding him danced on.

A/N Thanks for reading, please don't hate me for the ending, just have faith for a little bit longer...oh and please review:)