Wow, thanks for the reviews you guys. DSmooth321, this is the story, but I changed it around. Now it is in line with the season finale of the O.C. And I completely agree with you on the coupling, don't worry, I am way ahead of you...haha...

The peak of the summer was hitting. The "Fantastic Four" were again separated. Things ended about two months ago, when they attended the second funeral in a week.

Summer Roberts had to be the one to console Ryan Atwood, for Marissa Cooper was going to court. Just barely had she gotten off, and Ryan and Marissa hadn't talked much since.

She prepared to visit the Cohens', who were all a mess. They were completely torn into pieces. She breezed by the numerous near empty pill bottles. Her father was away, and the step-monster was...well, the step-monster.

Summer Roberts hoped into her car, and drove to the Cohens. She had been going to their house practically every other day. Even though Seth and her were through, she was still friends with him.

She knocked on the front door, but no one came. She walked around the house, and still no one.

"Summer," she heard her name and turned around. Ryan stood at the pool house door. She walked over to the door. Her head was filled with random thoughts as she stepped into the familiar area, with her friend.

"Where is everyone?" Summer asked Ryan and closed the door.

"Sand and Seth went to visit Kirsten," Ryan finished cleaning up.

"Why didn't you go?" as Summer watched Ryan, she couldn't see how everyone in his life just gave up on him.

"Bad memories," though Ryan would never show it, Kirsten's battle with alcoholism left him alone and back to where he was almost two years ago. No matter where he went, or how far he ran away from his past, it still came back to him. He was destroying family after family.

"Oh," Summer didn't say a word after that. She suddenly felt so strange, groggy-like.

Then it hit her. She began to breathe heavily and back away from the stranger. She was in this place she'd never been before. This person neared her, and she wanted to run.

"Summer?" how did he know her name? She had never seen this person in her life. Was he a stalker? Had someone kidnaped her? Or was it... "Summer!"

The man grabbed her to stop shaking with fear. Her skeletons had come back.

"Get off of me!" she screamed and threw him off with all her might. He tumbled back, a ghost. She fell into the corner, barely able to stand up. She was so tired. And stuck in a strange place, with some psycho.

And then everything returned. The pool house was there, Ryan was Ryan, not some sicko, and she was back in Newport.

Ryan had never seen Summer act like that before. She was now in the corner, trying to find her bearings.

He was so confused. What had just happened?

"What happened?" obviously neither knew.

"You kinda freaked, and got really disoriented," he explained to the fragile girl. She looked about seven in the corner.

"Oh," Summer muttered and began to get up. "I forgot my medication," she said to herself and turned around.

"Medication?" Ryan heard and was even more confused.

"To pick up," Summer answered after turning back around. Ryan didn't believe her. "For my step-mom." Still no belief. "Please don't anyone," she begged before running off.

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