A/N: I'm Back! Glad you enjoyed Summer's revenge, and thanks for all the reviews!

Back at the Cohen residence, Ryan walked into find Seth and Sandy sprawled on the couch with empty take away containers scattered at their feet.

"I'm telling you Son, mine and your mother's first time was no better…" Sandy laughed

Seth screwed his face up in disgust "Oh my god, you did not just say that" he leant forward and buried his mortified face in his hands "That is the last time you and I do any sharing ok?" Seth instructed.

Sandy just laughed loudly at his Son's discomfort before glancing up at finally noticing the presence of his other Son in the doorway "Hey Ryan"

"Ryan buddy, it's a good job you're here…I'm about to be scarred for life. Mom…and dad and…" Seth glanced at his father then shook his head in disbelief "ugh…no…just no."

Ryan chuckled at Seth's stricken face. "Actually, I really don't think I want to know."

"Good call bro." Seth nodded vehemently

"So what have you guys been up to then?" Ryan questioned surveying the mess in the living room and wondering which one of them Kirsten would kill first if she saw he house in that state.

Sandy followed Ryan's eye line as he counted the number of discarded plastic food boxes and drinks cans "Well…." He began shrugging "…we ordered in!"

"Yeah…" Ryan nodded slowly "I can see that. What happened to Summer?" he jerked his head around to address Seth.

The jovial mood in the room suddenly took on a slightly more sombre tone and Seth's face fell "Ah well…" he hastily swallowed away a lump that formed in his throat; he had been managing to distract himself for the past hour but it suddenly came flooding back "She left…"

Ryan raised his eyebrow questioningly.

"We had a fight…" Seth clarified quietly "I think I may have messed it up beyond repair this time."

Sandy instinctively gave his son's shoulder a reassuring squeeze "You don't know that Seth."

"Have you tried calling?...Apologising maybe?" Ryan suggested, brushing away some crumbs and settling himself down into an otherwise vacant chair.

"Yeah I tried." Seth dropped his eye line to the floor "She's not picking up…"

"Maybe she just hasn't heard it. " Ryan offered.

Seth gave a wry smile at his brother's attempts to console him "Nice try buddy. I think screening may have a little more to do with it…"

"Don't give up Seth." Sandy replied sharply, giving his Son a piercing look.

Seth nodded his understanding and gave his Dad a small smile, recalling the remarkably useful advice he'd dished out earlier.

There was a brief silence before Seth jerked his head up and rounded on Ryan "I blame you for all this you know!"

"Me?" Ryan shot him a puzzled look.

"You're meant to stop me doing this kind of thing! You're supposed to control all of my natural Coheny impulses so that I don't act like such an ass remember. Honestly…" he continued smirking at Ryan "Call yourself a brother"

Ryan threw his head back and laughed "Well I'm sorry Seth. Clearly it was too much to hope that you could do that for yourself now…"

"Well yeah…I'm still me Ryan!"

Ryan just smiled and nodded "You know, I don't think Summer would really appreciate me pulling all the strings in your relationship."

"Well obviously not all of them…" Seth went on "…Maybe just the one that controls my mouth."

"Otherwise…" Sandy commented slowly, with a slightly faraway look in his eye "…that would be kind of like Summer and….Ryan dating." He finished with a confused look on his face.

A silence descended on the group as they each contemplated that seemingly bizarre thought.

Seth squinted as he tried to picture that situation in his mind's eye "Good Lord…" he muttered finally and laughter filled the Cohen's house once again.

Meanwhile at Jen's Summer stumbled up the last 2 steps of the staircase, steadying herself on the banister. She hadn't drunk this much for at least a year and that, combined with her petite size, was beginning to take its toll.

Reaching the landing, she glanced around for an empty and available room before making her way into a large and lavish spare bedroom at the end of the corridor.

The music, although quieter up here, throbbed in her tender head and she rubbed her temples heavily to little effect. Summer rolled her eyes as she noted the crumpled bedspread and a discarded lacy bra that hung from a bedpost; clear evidence of the activities that had taken place there earlier that night.

"Classy" she murmured to herself as she pondered whether the people involved would even remember what had happened by the morning and indeed what was now holding up the breasts of the woman as she cavorted downstairs.

Head spinning, Summer spotted an en-suite bathroom in the corner of the room and staggered over to it searching for some peace and privacy in which to call Seth. Slamming the door shut behind her she slumped into the adjacent wall and slid to the floor as her knees crumpled from under her.

Her mind swam with the events of the past hour. She had not planned to say any of it, but once she had started…she just couldn't seem to stop. She was always protective over her boyfriend and her emotions, still raw from her fight with Seth, were so highly strung that the mere sight of Katie's smug face as she mocked Seth was enough for Summer to see red.

Not that she regretted for a second anything she said…in fact she thought it was pretty damn restrained of herself not to put her fist through Katie's face. But she did have a feeling that staying away from the Newport party scene would be even easier now as she wasn't likely to be welcome there ever again.

Fumbling in her handbag, Summer pulled out her phone and flipped open the lid, only to be greeted by a photo of Seth and a message saying '5 Missed Calls'

Seeing his face again was perhaps the last straw; suddenly overwhelmed by a mixture of emotion and alcohol, Summer felt entirely drained and was unable to stop a tear from sliding down her cheek.

Hurriedly punching some numbers in her phone, Summer lifted the handset to her ear with a shaking hand.

"You have one new message…"

Summer braced herself as Seth's voice filled her head

"Hey…I've rung a few times but obviously you don't want to talk. Listen Summer, I'm so sorry…I've made such a mess of everything…I can't believe I would ever think of giving up on us…you know you mean everything to me."

Seth broke off, emotion clearly overwhelming his power of speech.

"Please, just call me… I love you." He whispered.

There was a long pause "Oh…it's Seth by the way."

Summer's smiled and her shoulders flinched with laughter as she slouched back against the wall and tears streamed uncontrollably down her cheeks.

"End of Messages"

A/N: Hope you liked it! Thanks for reading, please review :)