Seth had started pacing about 2 minutes after his parents left and he hadn't stopped since. It wasn't like Ryan to blow up and leave without giving an explanation. He knew there must be more to his sudden outburst then just Sadie. Yeah, she was a nice girl and everything but he had only known her for a few weeks and she wasn't anything special. No, this had to be bigger. Seth was getting used to the sound of undisturbed silence so when the phone rang its shrill sound he jumped. Once he recovered from his slight shock he answered the phone that had been in his hand since his parents left.

"Hello?"

"Hello, Mr. Cohen?"

Seth knew he should have said no but if this had anything to do with Ryan he wasn't going to sit around and wait for his parents to call him. If they wanted to find Ryan soon all three of them had to be on the lookout. Seth cleared his throat before responding.

"Yes? May I ask who this is?" Seth said in an unnaturally low voice.

". My name is Officer Henry Haddix. I'm sorry to be calling you so late but tonight we brought in a Ryan Atwood. He says he's under your custody. I found him on the corner with a young prostitute." Seth was surprised. It was not like Ryan to go picking up hookers. "We had to take him in because the girl who he was with was found with 6 ounces of cocaine on her and we have reason to believe that Mr. Atwood was involved in the dealing of it."

"No, definitely not. You've got the wrong guy. If there was a guy at all. What i'm hearing is that the only reason you took him in was because he was with the girl. This is crazy. I want him out." Seth said trying to keep his anger in check, reminding himself that this officer thought he was his dad.

"Even if he wasn't involved in the drugs he was still trying to pick up a prostitute which is illegal in this country. So if he does get dropped of the drug charges he'll still be faced with trying to pick up a prostitute. Who may I add is underage as well." Seth didn't expect Ryan to have gotten into this much trouble. He thought maybe he'd go to the beach, vent a bit, maybe punch a water polo player, and be back by morning. No, this was way more then what he was prepared for.

"When can my family and I see him?"

"I don't know all the details but what I do know I that Mr. Atwood will be staying at least the night in Chino Penitentiary. And unless you find a very good lawyer it might be even up to a few months. And that's if you get lucky," Officer Addax replied in a voice that made Seth wonder just how much these cops liked taking in kids every day.

"Thank you for calling," Seth said bitterly. Jesus buddy, he thought as he dialed his dads cell, what the hell did you get yourself into.

Ryan hated the feel of the orange jump suits the guards made the inmates wear. Not only were they uncomfortable and ugly but they also reminded him of what a failure he was. He still didn't know what he was doing in here. He figured the cops would have called Sandy to inform him but he had now been here for more then 3 hours. More than enough time to get to Chino from Newport. What if he had just blown his last chance with the Cohen's? He considered them his family but he never showed his gratitude and love to them. What if they didn't love him as much as he thought they did? He vowed that if he got out of here and the Cohen's still wanted him in their house he'd say I love you a whole lot more to them. The last thing he needed was for them to think he was ungrateful for all they've done for him. He picked at the sleeve of his jumpsuit. This was a habit he had picked up his first time in lockup. Whenevr he was nervous he'd start doing it without even noticing. Trey was the first one to point it out to him. Trey. That reminded him of why he was here. All he had wanted was to see his big brother again and somehow he'd ended up back in juvie. Juvie. Shit. Ryan had forgotten that he was considered an adult now. He put his head in his hands and balled his hands into fists. Fuck, he thought to himself, I'll probably be moved into a real jail in the morning. Where the hell is Sandy? He thought before lying down and realizing how exhausted he was. He let sleep overtake him as a comforting black blanket covered him somehow making him believe that when he woke up he'd be back in the pool house with Seth hovering over him making him get up.

Sandy and Kirsten were checking off the places they had looked when Sandy's ring tone started blaring Grease Lightning. Kirsten rolled her eyes at his ring tone but decided now was not the time to point it out.

Sandy answered the phone quickly almost dropping it a few times in the process.

"Seth? Is that you? Where's Ryan? Did he call? Is he back? Whe.."

"Dad, Ryan's not here. But, uh, I just got a call from the Chino Penitentiary and they said Ryan's there. They seem to think that he was involved in dealing some cocaine with some prostitute. But dad, don't believe it. Ryan hates drugs. He doesn't go near them. He would nev…."

"We're coming to pick you up now. Be ready when we get there. You can miss school tomorrow, this is important," Sandy said interrupting his son halfway through his explanation. He had already hung up before Seth had the chance to answer. Kirsten looked at him questioningly as he snapped his phone shut and quickly pulled out again.

"Sandy, is Ryan home?" she asked, praying that the answer was yes.

"No, he's not," Sandy sighed. "Seth told me that a police officer called the house. Ryan's been accused of dealing drugs. With a prostitute."

"Ryan wouldn't do that," Kirsten replied immediately. "There's no way it was Ryan."

"Kirsten, I don't think he did it either but the officers don't know what a good kid he is. To them he's just another punk kid selling drugs on the street for some extra cash. It's gonna be hard getting Ryan out this time. The only way he'll be able to get out will be if there was a witness and they saw him and he wasn't in possession of the cocaine. Or if the girl wants to confess it was all her then he'd be able to go as well."

"Well, that's good then. The girl will confess and then we can take Ryan home and forget about this," Kirsten said trying to find a bright side in this.

"I highly doubt the girl will confess to it all. If she does she'll be up to an even longer sentence. And even if she does confess we still have work to do. With Ryan's history any offense of his is put into his criminal record. Even if he's innocent it will be recorded. And knowing Ryan he's gonna feel awfully guilt about this. He's going to feel like he's let us down. He needs all the support he can get from us."

The rest of the drive was silent except for Kirsten's quiet sobs. She loved Ryan as her own son and she hated to see any members of her family in trouble.

When his parents showed up Seth was already sitting on the porch. As soon as he saw their car pulling up he got up and started jogging over to the car. Without a word he opened the door and climbed into the backseat. The three of them drove on in silence. There was no way Ryan was going to stay in jail for something he didn't even do. At least they hoped not.