Alright here is the Cohen's chapter. It's not as so picture perfect happy family as The Atwoods were but pretty close. They have a daughter named Helena and I pronounce it Hel-ain-u as opposed to Hel-in-u like it looks. That's about it!

Dru

Chapter 2

The Cohen's

Seeing the waves crashing along the shore and breathing in salty sea air didn't faze Seth Cohen as much as it had used to. It wasn't necessarily a bad thing. Because as the days went by, Newport felt more and more like home to him. He never knew Summer would get pregnant at 17 and he never knew they would get married so soon out of high school. Just like that his freedom had slipped out from underneath him.

Sandy had found a house for the young newlyweds alongside the beach. And at only five minutes away he was practically Ryan's neighbor. Seth jammed his hands into the pockets of his jeans and decided that it was time to get back to the chaos at home.

Summer and Seth's complicated story began when, at only 18, Summer gave birth to a fraternal pair of twins. A boy they named Caden and a girl they named Helena. The first two years had been the most difficult while Seth debated whether to find a job or go to college. He went back to school for a short time then decided that the Cohen name had enough money under it to allow him to stay home with Summer and work part time as a skateboarding instructor at the local multigenerational center.

At about 16 Caden got mixed up with the wrong people and ended up, one way or the other, with drugs. Helena decided to go in the other direction and was currently studying to become a lawyer like Sandy. The twins were now 18 years old, the same age Summer had been when she gave birth to them. They hadn't heard from Caden in over six months. The next to be born into the Cohen clan was Priscilla.

Caden's drug problem had hit the sensitive teen the hardest. They had been really close growing up. Priscilla was 14 and looked like was a perfect blend of her mother and father. Her hair was dark and wavy, her eyes were a soft blue and she was pretty much an outcast, like Seth had been. But she didn't stand up for other peoples crap, like Summer. Next in line was eleven year old Christopher.

Christopher was exactly like his mother in every way. But he was definitely a 'skater' with his shaggy black hair that he refused to cut. He looked up to Seth and when he was little he would mirror his every movement. Next in line was five year old Matthew.

Matt was pretty much a mini-Seth but he was a perfect example of a hardcore momma's boy.

Last but not least was three year old Amanda. She fully took her role as the baby.

"Daddy!" she ran at Seth as soon as he set foot through the door. Seth picked up the squirming toddler into his arms.

"How's my little Mandy girl doing?" he cooed gently carrying her up the stairs.

"Helena's home!" she exclaimed.

"Helena?" Seth asked confused. Helena was at school in San Francisco.

"Daddy!" a whirlwind of curly brown hair ran into Seth before he could even register what was going on.

"Helena," Seth set Amanda down on the ground and pulled his oldest daughter into view. Her face was lit with excitement and for a second he saw her as his tiny baby girl again. But her deep brown eyes looked sad and tired.

"I'm home for the weekend. Surprised?" she giggled tiredly and buried her face into her dad's shoulder.

"Not as surprised as I'm sure your mother was," Seth held her tightly.

"I just got in Daddy. I haven't seen her yet," Helena pulled away, her hands still resting on Seth's shoulders.

"Mommy's in the den," Amanda said tugging at Seth's pant leg. "She's yelling at Christopher. Really loud." Amanda clamped her tiny hands over her ears for emphasizes.

"He didn't get into another fight did he?" Seth groaned. He didn't want to admit it but he was watching his son fall slowly in line behind Caden. First it was the fights. Pretty soon he'd be coming home drunk or high.

"Helena!" a tiny voice could be heard from down the hallway and pretty soon Matt had a death grip on his big sisters legs.

"Munchkin!" Helena pulled Matt up to her.

"Daddy did you know that Christopher started another fight today?" Matt sounded like it was an exciting occurrence. "It's 5:30 dad where have you been anyway? Mommy's mad."

"He was at the beach," Helena replied accurately. "Come on guys. Why don't we go play outside while daddy goes and finds mommy." Amanda and Matt raced down the stairs excitedly.

"I've been going to the beach for quiet for that long?" Seth asked.

"Grandpa didn't get us a house on the beach for nothing. But It's okay Daddy. I do it too," Helena smiled gently.

"I appreciate you watching them for a bit," Seth said. "Is there anything special you would like to do while you're here?"

"No Daddy," Helena shook her head. "Go find Momma before she makes you sleep on the couch tonight."

"Good idea," Seth kissed Helena before they headed down stairs. Matt and Amanda were already out front romping around on the lawn.

"Wait Daddy. There is one thing," Helena seemed hesitant.

"Anything Helena," Seth said gently.

"I don't want to talk about Caden while I'm here this time. It's just…things look stressful enough around her for Mom," she rested her hand on the front doors handle.

"I promise," Seth watched as she closed the front door gently behind her. He couldn't believe that the tiny baby he had held in his arms all those years ago was 18. She was so fragile and he still saw her as his baby. The yelling reached his ears before he could even approach the door of the office/den that was next door to the kitchen.

"Dad, I wouldn't go in there if I were you," Priscilla limped towards him from the kitchen. She was slurping on a Popsicle. He sighed. Priscilla had gotten into a car accident with a couple of her friends on the way home from a cheerleading tournament a few weeks ago. She had broken her collarbone and her arm was restricted to a sling. Her leg had undergone some trauma too so she still limped about the house. Seth noticed tears in her gentle eyes.

"Honey," Seth brought her into his arms as he rested his chin on her head.

"It's just," Priscilla rubbed at her eyes. "It's like he's Caden all over again Daddy."

"Helena's outside with Manda and Matt. Why don't you go outside so I can get in there," Seth said. "Don't worry Scilla. I promise that I won't let this happen again." Priscilla only nodded her head before heading towards the front door.

"I don't care if he was strangling Tony! You had no reason to jump in there Christopher!" Summer paced angrily in front of Christopher who sat down on a foot rest a few feet away from her.

"And where the hell have you been?" Summer snapped yanking Seth into the den and slamming the door shut again. Christopher winced.

"I hope that you're happy. You know your really upsetting Priscilla with this crap Chris," Seth stated trying to not to get Summer all worked up.

"Where have you been Cohen?" Summer snapped again. She only ever called him Cohen when she was upset. She was now a Cohen too and the novelty of the whole thing had pretty much worn off.

"I was at the beach. Trying to think," he defended.

"Well I need you here right now," Summer whispered. He saw tears developing in his wife's eyes. Summer wasn't stupid and Seth knew that she saw the resemblance in Christopher's behavior to Caden's too. "He started another damn fight at school."

"It wasn't my fault!" Christopher tried to jump to his own defense.

"Bull Chris! I talked with your teacher! Joey was just minding his own business and you and Tony jumped all over him!" Summer yelled at him. Christopher cowered under his mother's glare. Tony was Christopher's current best friend. It was this stage when Caden had gotten mixed up with the wrong people. And Tony looked like he was the beginning of that.

"Son, it's not really the fights that your mother and I are worried about anymore," Seth stated gently. "You're turning into Caden."

"I'm not like him!" Christopher cried. "I'm not some coward that ruined his life!"

"Well I would say you're grounded but you're already grounded from the last time," Seth drummed his fingers softly on the small of Summer's back, trying to calm her down.

"I already took everything out of his room but his bed and his desk," Summer sighed. His attempts seemed to be working. She slowly eased into his arms. Seth watched as Christopher rested his chin on his hands and sighed.

"Can I go now?"

"We need you to understand how serious this is Christopher," Seth said. "We can't have you ending up like Caden." Sadness seemed to slowly melt into Christopher's eyes. He had, at one time, looked up to his big brother. Caden had been his hero.

"I promise I won't end up like him," Christopher got to his feet and hugged Summer tightly. "I don't mean to scare you."

"You're really starting to Chris. Go up stairs please," Summer instructed. Seth knew how much she hated punishing the kids. But this was for Chris' own good.

"Go say hello to Helena first. She outside with everybody," Seth watched as Chris gently nodded his head and closed the door of the den with a soft click. Seth drummed his fingers along the sides of Summer's rib cage and he heard her giggle softly into his chest.

"Just like you to take advantage of me in my weakness," Summer joked. "And since when is my daughter home anyway?"

"Dropped by for the weekend," Seth shrugged his shoulders. "She asked me not to talk about Caden this time around."

"I tried not to talk about him last time around," Summer whispered. "It just seemed to keep coming up." Seth and Summer knew that if Caden was going to go to anybody for help it would be Helena.

"We'll get through this. Hey, tomorrow we'll get to see Ryan and Marissa," Seth said gently rubbing the sides of Summer's arms. That brought a smile to her face. They hadn't seen Ryan and Marissa in about a month, even though they talked over the phone every other Sunday.

"I better go say hello to my little girl," Seth entwined his hand with Summer's.

"I can't believe we will have been married 18 years," Seth said. Summer sniffled gently.

"The craziest years of my life."