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Today we're nearing the actual plot... and we have a cliffhanger at the end...

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Steffi

What I Would Do For You

When Summer came home in the evening, Seth already awaited her with a huge dinner he had cooked all by himself. His cooking skills were definitely better than those of his mother, although she really had learned to cook after she had been to rehab.

Seth had figured that what he had to tell Summer should be accompanied by a nice dinner, that probably wouldn't make the whole thing he had to tell her so bad. He lit two candles on the kitchen counter and put on a huge grin to greet Summer.

He had expected her to be grumpy and unnerved as she was every day when she came back from work, but today, she wore a big grin and jumped while she went over to him, smacking a huge kiss on his lips.

"What a wonderful evening!" she said and went over to the fridge to get herself some coke.

Seth stood as if he was paralyzed, his eyes wide open. He lifted his forefinger and looked around as if he was searching for something. "Who are you, and what have you done to my girlfriend?" he asked.

Summer put her head out of the fridge and laughed. "It's me, Cohen. Is it so strange that I'm in a good mood?"

Seth nodded. "Frankly, yes."

Grinning, Summer went over to him and kissed him again. "You're so cute." She said and sat down at the counter. "That smells delicious. What are we having?"

With narrowed eyes, Seth brought his face close to hers and smelled her breath.

Summer frowned. "What are you doing?"

"I'm checking if you're drunk."

Laughing, Summer cupped his face in her hands and shook it. "No, I'm not." She said. "I have some good news. Great news, actually."

"You do?" Seth said. "That's good, cuz I wanted to talk to you about something that you might not like."

Summer shook her head and took a sip from her coke. "No matter what it is, it can't be so bad to ruin my good mood."

Seth grinned insecurely and opened the oven to get their dinner out of it.

He served the noodle soufflé and sat down. "So what are the great news?"

Summer wasn't able to respond since she already had her mouth full of noodles. It felt like her whole body was craving for some food, and she just couldn't stop herself from eating. It scared her a little that she already had seemed to forgotten how good it was to eat.

Seth was relieved to see with which huge appetite his girlfriend was eating the dinner. Maybe she had been right, and she had just had some bad days. Maybe there weren't any problems.

"No, you go first. I always like to hear bad news first." Summer said with her half full mouth.

Seth hesitated and put down his fork. "You know…" He paused as he saw how concentrated Summer was on her noodles. "Are you listening?"

With big eyes, Summer looked up, her cheeks full with food, nodding enthusiastically.

Seth couldn't help but smile. The image that was in front of his eyes was just too cute. "Actually, I wanted to talk to you about your job."

Summer swallowed and nodded. "This is what I wanted to talk to you about, too." She said.

"You did?"

"Yeah. The great news. Remember?"

Seth just nodded in response.

"The campaign's gonna be over on Friday!" Summer sung and clapped her hands. Just as she realized that she had given away her good news, she put a hand in front of her mouth. "Stu-pid." She mumbled and looked at the table.

Seth smiled and reached over to touch Summer's arm. "Is that true?"

Summer nodded and had already another portion of noodles in her mouth.

"You're eating like you're almost starved." Seth said.

"Believe me, Cohen, I am." Summer answered.

Seth shook his head. "So… the campaign's over. That means less stress?" he asked.

Summer shrugged. "If it was a success, we're gonna have much bigger projects. But the good news is that we're allowed to take a whole weekend off." She said.

Seth hesitated to answer. He didn't know if he should like the news or not. It was great that this stupid campaign that was taking away his girlfriend would be over. But if a success meant that there was even more work… Seth immediately felt bad for not being happy for his girlfriend. So he decided to keep his bad news to him. They would see what was going to happen soon enough.

"You wanted to talk to me about work?" Summer asked and put some more food on her fork.

Seth shook his head and smiled. "Not so important anymore." He answered and started to eat as well.

On Saturday, Fran was planning to throw a huge party due to the successful end of the nationwide "Shorts do it better" campaign.

After all the work everyone had put in the project, the girls deserved to have a little fun. No, a whole weekend of fun. On Saturday evening, Summer stood in the bathroom, just getting her make up done when the sickening feeling in her stomach returned. Ever since she had found out that the campaign would be over, she hadn't had this feeling anymore.

Until today. She sighed and closed her eyes, trying her best to avoid sitting in front of the toilet again. "Thank God this campaign is over." She mumbled. "Then this is gonna stop soon."

"What's gonna stop soon?" Seth's voice asked from out of the bedroom.

Summer spun around. "Are you spying on me?"

Seth grinned broadly. "Maybe a little."

Summer rolled her eyes. "Veeery funny." She said and smiled as well. As she noticed that Seth was still in his jogging pants, she raised an eyebrow. "Aren't gonna get dressed?"

Seth stepped from one foot to the other uneasily. "Umm… listen, I…"

Summer turned around and grinned. "You don't wanna come?"

Seth nodded and gave her one of his famous puppy looks. "Not… really. If that's okay with you."

Smiling, Summer went over to Seth and stroked his cheek with her hand. "No it's not." She said, her face serious. "In fact, I wanna force you to come with me."

Seth laughed and kissed her. "You're the best." He said and hugged her.

Summer grinned happily. "I know. I am."

"Have fun with the girls. And tomorrow, it's just gonna be you and me. Deal?" Seth suggested.

That was an offer Summer just couldn't refuse. "Deal. Sounds perfect."

Just like every time the girls were supposed to meet somewhere, Annie was the first to spot Summer when she entered the club where the party was held.

"Caliiiiiiiiifoooooorniaaaaaaa!" she screamed and ran over to Summer, hugging her tight. "I almost thought you wouldn't be coming anymore!"

Summer laughed. "Geez Annie, calm down." She said and grinned. "You can have fun without me too."

Annie shook her head with big eyes. "Nuh-uh. A party's not a party without the California sun." she replied and winked.

Summer narrowed her eyes. "Are you drunk already?" she asked, an amused look on her face when Annie nodded enthusiastically. "Sure!" Annie answered and grabbed Summer's wrist. "And we'll do out best to make you drunk too!"

Summer laughed hard as Annie dragged her through the club to a table where all "her" girls were, including Fran.

"Honey, you're late!" Fran yelled and waved friendly at Summer. The same shrugged and gave the group one of her innocent smiles. "Hey, I have a Prince Charming to take care of." She said and winked.

"Oh, you brought him with you?" Macy asked and stretched her throat to look for Seth, a big smile on her face.

Summer raised an eyebrow at Macy's reaction. "No I haven't."

"Oh, crap." Macy said and took a sip of the cocktail in front of her. "I'm getting tired of all those girls here."

Summer glanced around and saw what Macy was talking about. There was not a single male person in the whole club. It were either her colleagues or their friends. She grinned back. "So's Seth, I guess." She said and winked at Macy who stuck out her tongue teasingly.

"Come on, California, here's your drink!"

Summer sighed and turned around to see an extremely happy Annie standing in front of her, a deep red cocktail in her hand. "Come on! You're gonna like it!"

"For God's sake, Annie, how can you be SO drunk already?" Summer asked and frowned.

"Practice, California. Just practice. And a lot of stamina."

Before Summer could respond, Fran raised her glass. "Now that everyone has a drink, I want to make a toast."

The girls all raised their glasses.

"First of all, I want to thank you for the outstanding work all of you have done during the campaign. The clothing company is very content with the campaign's results. And they offered us a bigger project."

The girls around Fran applauded at these good news.

"But how much bigger can it get?" Sarah asked. "The campaign was already nationwide."

Fran broke into a huge grin. "They plan on expanding their range of goods to Europe and Asia." She answered and shot the girls a meaningful look. "So the next campaign's gonna be almost a world wide thing."

More applause filled the room, and some girls hugged each other and squeaked at that information.

Summer watched the whole scenery with mixed feelings. She still hadn't recovered from the stress and exhaustion of the last campaign, and now there was another one ahead, an even bigger one, which meant much more work and much less sleep. But she didn't want to ruin the good mood, so she put up one of her famous smiles and joined in the cheers over the agency's success.

Later that evening, Summer had excused herself to the bathrooms to freshen up a little. Mostly she had gone there to think about her future, and how she would be able to take the new stress. A world wide campaign would maybe require her to travel, and that meant she couldn't be together with Seth for weeks perhaps.

Summer propped herself on the sink and closed her eyes, her head spinning, the amount of cocktails that were circulating through her body doing their best to increase the spin.

Tonight was the first time ever since Summer regretted to have started to work for "Shorts do it better". What was going on with her was insane, and Seth had told her that she had problems a long time ago, but, just typical Summer, she didn't want to listen.

But she couldn't give up the job either. Firstly, that would ruin her future completely. She didn't want to go to college, but she didn't want to sit at home all the time either.

And how stupid would it be from her to give up her dream, to give up the profession she had always dreamt to be in, ever since she had been a little girl and had dressed in her mother's clothes and way too big shoes?

Plus, God would probably be very angry at her if she just threw away the chance he had given her. Summer wasn't really religious, but after the whole casting story in LA she had decided to thank God once in a while for having her accepted to the agency.

Summer sighed and looked at herself in the mirror as she saw the bathroom door opening behind her, Annie dancing in.

"California, hiding?" she asked and grinned. "Come, on, party."

Summer frowned. Annie had never been so drunk before. She wasn't even able to talk in whole sentences anymore. "Yeah, just a second." Summer said and fumbled in her purse to find her lipgloss. As she applicated it, Annie's face came close to hers, watching her from the side.

"You know…" Annie started and fumbled in her own purse. "You should really take Keira's help with your little sleepy-weepy problem."

As Summer saw that Annie held a tiny bag in the air, with the exact same pills that Keira had offered her at the last party, she dropped her lipgloss and covered Annie's hands in hers.

"Are you crazy? What are you doing with that bag?" she asked reproachfully.

Annie squeezed her hands out of Summer's grip. "Come on, relax. Everyone in here takes them. Don't be so super-duper-perfect all the time." She said and toddled out of the door.

"Annie, wait!"

As she saw how Annie walked out of the bathroom, the little bag of drugs visible in her hands, Summer grabbed her purse as fast as she could and followed Annie outside.

When she opened the bathroom doors, Summer saw how a huge fight was just about to start – Annie alone on one side, the rest of the girls on the other side, Sarah, Macy, Keira and Fran standing in the background, looking helpless.

The crowd on Annie's opposite side was leaded by Felicia, the bitchiest person walking on earth, according to Annie.

Summer closed the bathroom door behind her carefully and stayed in the background.

"I just saw that damn bag in your hands!" Felicia yelled.

Annie crossed her arms in front of her chest. "Well then you should go see an eye doctor, you must be hallucinating." She replied.

"You know you didn't pay for them, you bitch." Felicia growled through gritted teeth.

Annie nodded. "Right. Cuz I don't have 'em."

From her position in the back of the club, Summer could only guess what was going on. It almost looked like the drugs Annie had just shown her belonged to Felicia originally. And Annie had stolen them from her. Given the weirdness of the situation, Summer didn't give a second thought about why Annie had the drugs. It had to be a misunderstanding.

"You give me my stuff back, or something happens." Felicia threatened, her eyes sparkling full of hatred.

Annie put her hands on her hips. "Like what?" she asked teasingly and grinned.

Suddenly, Felicia reached down to her belt to pull a knife out of it, letting it snap open. "Like cutting some scars into your sweet face."

And right from that moment, everything happened in an incredibly fast pace. At the sight of the knife, Annie had broken into a run through the club, Felicia following her. Even though Summer knew it would have been safer to stay where she was, she couldn't help but chasing after the two girls. Her only friend in New York was in danger, and she needed to do anything to help her.

It wasn't a long way she had to follow them because, drunk as she was, Annie stumbled and fell over her own feet, kicking off several tables, pulling down glasses and bottles with her.

When Summer arrived at Annie's and Felicia's position, she saw Felicia hovering over Annie, the knife close to her chest. "No…" she whispered and ran over to Felicia to avert the terrible thing that was just about to happen.

"Felicia, let go of her!" Summer screamed, and Felicia turned around, the hand with the knife still on Annie's chest.

"What do YOU want from me?" Felicia asked and pushed Summer away from her, focusing her attention back on Annie who lay on the ground, crying.

At the push, Summer stumbled over her feet and landed in the piles of glass, a sharp pain flashing through her left hand. She lifted it and saw her blood running all over her arm and a huge cut on her palm.

As she heard some people scream, Summer looked up again, ignoring the pain in her hand. The last she saw of Felicia was her long black hair running out of the door. Summer's gaze went over to Annie who lay on the ground, coughing.

Crawling over to her friend, Summer saw that Felicia had stabbed Annie twice in her stomach, the knife still lying next to Annie's body. Summer's alarm systems went on when she saw how heavily Annie was bleeding out of the wounds, and she looked up, desperate to get some help.

"Someone call an ambulance!" she shouted, looking into Keira's shocked eyes. "Keira, for God's sake, an ambulance!"

Only slowly, Keira seemed to understand what was going on and she got her cell phone out of her purse, dialing the ambulance's number in trance.

Tears fell down Summer's cheeks as she saw how Annie was fighting for her life right in front of her eyes. "Please, someone help me, we need to stop the bleeding!" Summer yelled, looking around to find everyone just staring at her.

She fumbled for a tissue in her purse to press it on the wounds to stop the bleeding. Just as she was about to get her hands on Annie's body, Macy's arm grabbed her from behind. "Don't touch her!" she yelled in panic.

Summer's eyes narrowed, a look of total disbelievement in her eyes. "Are you crazy? She's dying!" Summer screamed and bent over to press her tissues on Annie's stomach. The same let out a huge cough at the pressure that came from Summer's touch.

"Sum, don't touch her!" Sarah cried as well, covering her eyes with her hands, just as if Summer was about to kill Annie instead of wanting to help her.

Summer's tears fell only heavier as she saw how fast her little tissues were full of Annie's and her own blood. It was like a massacre from a bad movie.

"Annie, hold on, please." Summer whispered through her tears, looking around for help desperately. Her only friend in New York City was dying, right in front of her eyes, and nobody was willing to help. It seemed like Summer was living through one of her nightmares, but this time, Seth wouldn't be there to wake up and hold her.

Adrenaline pouring through her veins, Summer looked up to see everyone just standing around the two of them, watching in shock what had happened, none of them ready to help.

Right at this moment, Summer felt like the loneliest person in the whole world.

All that she could do now was to press her bloody tissues on Annie's wounds, praying for the ambulance to come before it was too late.

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