A/N: Thanks for all the reviews - I'm totally amazed and delighted that so many of you are reading! I'm glad you enjoyed Seth and Sandy's chat, because here's part 2...

"So come on then…" Sandy began, settling himself back down and knowing that he could be there for some time "Are you ready for me to impart some famous Cohen wisdom?"

"Oh God…" Seth screwed up his face in disgust "This is going to be painful isn't it?"

"For you…yes" Sandy laughed "but if you want to fix this with Summer…" he shrugged slightly and left the sentence hanging in the air.

Seth eyed him with frustration "Fine, you win old man" he mocked lightly, but soon took on a far more serious expression as the precarious state of his relationship with Summer suddenly came flooding back.

"Ok… "he began a little hesitantly "So we've established that I love her…but I don't know…I mean is that enough?" Seth shot a confused look at his dad "It just all seems a little too…simple"

"Simple?" Sandy scoffed "Let me tell you something Son…" he said, leaning closer to Seth "Relationships?... Never simple. They take work, they take compromise and they take you…heart, body and soul."

Seth opened his mouth to respond but Sandy held up a silencing hand and continued

"But Love…" he continued "…Well that's pretty simple. Because love just means that you don't let go. Whatever it takes, you do it, you fight for it because in the end…it's worth it." He finished gently.

There was a prolonged moment of silence between them, and Sandy looked intently at his son whose pensive expression proved to Sandy just how seriously he was taking this relationship. It was a total cliché but Sandy found it hard to believe how quickly Seth had grown up, it seemed like only yesterday he was seven years old and tugging on Sandy's hand begging to be taken to the comic book store, and now…well he was almost a man…almost.

Seth began to nod slowly as he fully processed what Sandy had said "So basically, letting Summer go was maybe…"

"Not your finest hour?" Sandy suggested grinning "No…" he agreed "probably not."

Seth smiled but couldn't quite shake the look of pre-occupation "It's just…I can't see how I can give her what she deserves. I mean we're total opposites, I don't fit in with her friends or her world, people have started talking and…" He broke off, unable to find quite the right words "You see, she's perfect and I'm…well I'm Seth Cohen"

"Thanks for clearing that one up for me Son" Sandy laughed then swiftly ducked as Seth aimed a cushion at his head.

"Helpful father. Thank you" Seth retorted sarcastically

"Listen kid, I get it I really do" Sandy replied sincerely "I mean if anybody knows about feeling as though you're not good enough…well then it's me."

Seth looked a little confused. As much as he'd never admit it, especially not to Sandy, he looked up to his Dad and he always kind of wished he was more like him. It was hard to imagine him with any kind of inferiority complex.

Sandy smiled to himself as he noted the puzzled look on Seth's face and tried to explain "When I met your mother I was this idealistic kid from the wrong side of the tracks…I was immature, I had no money and…hard as is it to believe Son…I was a bit of a geek…"

Seth clapped a hand to his face in mock astonishment "No!"

"Well…I prefer to think of it as highly individual." Sandy chuckled "But your mom…" he smiled as a wave of nostalgia swept over him "… She was smart, sophisticated, rich and she was, still is…a bit of a Hottie" Sandy raised his eyebrows suggestively at his Son

"Oh God" Seth buried his face in embarrassment

"It seemed like the whole world was against us…" Sandy continued "Or at least her Dad was…"

"Oh yeah…" Seth interjected with a grimace "I know all about that"

"And literally for years I felt as though I could never be good enough for her. But we got through it…because I loved her." Sandy finished with a smile

Seth laughed lightly to himself at how cheesy his dad sounded but doubts must have still been evident on his face because Sandy continued

"You just have to trust Seth…You have to trust that if she's not happy then she'll tell you and then you have to trust that what you have is enough to get you through."

There was a long silence and Sandy got up from his chair, leaving Seth to his own thoughts for a moment and walking into the kitchen to make himself a drink. Suddenly however, a distant memory came to him from the back of his mind causing him to smile and pop his head around the wall to address his Son again.

"Seth, do you remember when you were about 12 and you first got your boat?"

Seth looked a little perplexed, but nodded

"And you came to me one morning and told me, without a trace of embarrassment, that you were going to call it 'The Summer Breeze'?"

Seth smiled a little sheepishly but shook his head "Not really. Why what did you say?"

"You mean after your mother told me to stop laughing?" Seth shot his dad a glare "Well I asked you if it wasn't a bit of a long shot and suggested that maybe you'd want to wait until you'd spoken to Summer first…"

Vague waves of recognition were washing over Seth but he still wasn't sure where the story was going.

"But you told me…" Sandy continued "That it didn't matter. Because one day, you were going to win Summer over, you weren't sure how…but you were going to do it. And that would be it…yours for life… she'd never leave your side because you would treat her like a goddess…and you'd never let go."

Sandy had watched the smile creep over Seth's face as that conversation came flooding back. Sensing that he may want some time alone to process his thoughts, Sandy retreated back into the kitchen.

Alone on the sofa, Seth's mind raced, as fragments of his conversation with Sandy along with his argument with Summer played over and over in his head. And then in an instant…the penny dropped.

This was Summer Roberts they were talking about. The girl of his dreams…the girl he loved like he'd never loved anybody before…the girl who he had made it his ambition to simply talk to…and now he had her…and she loved him…and he was about to throw all that away?

Maybe he'd just been too close to the situation to realise it, or to see the bigger picture, but the stupidity of his actions over the past few hours suddenly hit home to him. He realised at that moment how utterly insignificant everything else was…Katie, Jen, School, his own insecurities…they could all go to hell.

Nothing else mattered. Nobody else mattered.

Burying his head in his hands once more he cursed himself, and hoped beyond hope that he could somehow rectify what he'd done and what he said.

"Oh God…" He muttered "I've been such an ass."

Laughter could be heard from the kitchen. "You're a Cohen Son…" Sandy boomed "It's what we do."

A/N: Can I just take a moment to say how much I love Sandy, I think he makes such a difference to the show! And also, he's fun to write! Anyway, sorry for rambling on - thanks for reading, please review!