A/N: Thanks for the reviews-especially because it was such a teeny tiny chapter! Anyway, this is longer and I really hope you all like it. I know a few of you mentioned that S/S needed to talk to somebody about all this and well...here we are! It's not Seth and Marissa this time, but i'll definitely keep that in mind for the future!

Seth sat in stunned silence; the events of the past half hour playing incessantly over in his head. He was almost numb from disbelief; he couldn't quite understand where it had all gone so wrong.

Before Summer had arrived he's reached the painful conclusion that the best thing to do, the only thing to do, was to let her go. However much it was going to kill him, it was the right thing to do for Summer. So he honestly expected that she would see it like he did and be relieved even that she was free of him. That was the idea anyway…

But as he'd watched the tears roll bitterly down her cheeks, all the logic that had made perfect sense previously began to blur and his reasoning crashed down around him. Lost once again in a sea of doubt and confusion, Seth lost a grip on his faculties entirely towards the end. He could hear the words coming out of his mouth but struggled to make the connection that it was actually him saying them. And then it was too late…he couldn't take them back…he couldn't make it right…he just had to watch, heartbroken, as Summer fled from his arms.

So now he was nowhere. No certainties to cling to, no Summer to hold on to…no idea what to do next.

Sighing heavily he slouched back in his chair, only to lift his head slightly again as the sound of footsteps approached. Seth was briefly roused by the faint hope that it was Summer returning, but things have a way of kicking you when you're down…

"Hey Kid" Sandy Cohen's booming voice called down the hall closely followed by Sandy himself.

Seth, who had slumped back into his seat, merely raised a hand limply in reply

"Oooh I know that look Son. You're pretty much channelling The Nana right now." Sandy chuckled to himself and walked into the kitchen, clocking the DVDs of The Valley that Summer had left behind in her haste to escape "Summer around?" he asked lightly, glancing at his son.

"Ahh not any more" Seth muttered not shifting his eyes from the ceiling.

"You guys have a fight?" Sandy enquired gently

"Uh…yeah" Seth began frowning "…Well…no…not exactly…worse I think."

Sandy raised his eyebrows in surprise "Did you break up?" he pressed

"No…" Seth shook his head definitely but then hesitated "Well at least I don't think so…God I hope not" he finished and buried his head in his hands massaging his temples with his forefingers.

"What happened Son? She finally realise she was too good for you?" Sandy joked and laughed lightly to himself but ceased abruptly as he saw Seth visibly wince. He'd just hit far closer to home that he could have imagined. "Sorry…" Sandy shrugged apologetically "Too soon to joke…"

"…Even for a Cohen" Seth finished for him, grimacing at the irony of their role reversal.

Sandy frowned and studied his son with concern for several moments. It was a long time since he'd seen him this pre-occupied. It was a sudden flashback to life before Ryan, Sandy had become so used to having two fairly well adjusted sons that he'd almost forgotten that look of distraction that used to frequently settle in Seth's eyes.

"Do you want to tell me what happened?" He questioned gently.

Seth glanced up suspiciously at his dad's sincere tone but was pleasantly surprised to see the look of genuine concern on Sandy's face. Resigning himself to the fact that he needed to talk to somebody, even if it was his dad, Seth took a deep breath before starting.

"So…me and Summer, we were great…or at least I though we were great, and we were happy…or at least I was happy. And I guess I assumed she was too…maybe she was…I really just don't know anymore." Seth glanced up to see if Sandy was following his rambling at all but his dad just nodded for him to continue

"I've always had this feeling… like I've always known that I wasn't really good enough for her…that I could never be everything that she deserved. But I was just so stunned and overwhelmed that she could possibly like me back that I just decided to ignore that part…but recently, it's just got bigger…the feelings just grew until it was all I could see. Our relationship was just obscured by this glaring fault that I knew would eventually bring us down." Seth broke off for a second, wrapped up in his own thoughts, "I love Summer…and the last thing in the world that I would ever want to do is hurt her…but I just can't see a way for it to work…I'll never be enough…"

"Seth do you love her?" Sandy, who had remained silent until this point broke in sternly

Seth shrugged "Of course I do, I mean…"

"I'm not talking about high school love son. I'm talking about really being in love." Sandy clarified firmly "The kind of love where you imagine spending the rest of your life with that one person, where the thought of that person being taken away from you literally kills you, where you imagine the future you'd share and the kids you'd have together." Sandy added in total earnest.

Seth raised his eyebrow a little mockingly "Dad come on, I'm only 17"

Sandy shrugged and got slowly out of his chair "Then you're probably right Son. That kind of love probably isn't enough"

Sandy shot a sympathetic glance at Seth who sat pensively but silently studying the floor and then made to walk back down the hall.

"…2 girls and a boy" Seth called after himsuddenly "Madeline, Grace and Jack"

Sandy stopped in his tracks and turned back to his son who was finally looking up again with a small smile playing carelessly around on his lips.

"They'd all have Summer's eyes, but infuriatingly Jewish hair." Seth finished.

Sandy laughed and walked back to his seat "Well that's certainly a start."

A/N: So that was a nicer chapter anyway! I'm posting this conversation in 2 parts by the way so the rest of their chatwill be up soon. Thanks for reading-please review!