Our Hands Clasp So Tight

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters on the OC or the show itself unfortunately. The ones I made up are mine though, yayy.

A/N: Okay, so here's some more, you've asked for it! Thanks so much for the reviews they've been great and they really help motivate me to write more…So this chapter is mostly fluff as well, but there are a few hints as of what's to come..hehe..I know you all are waiting for drama, and don't worry it's coming..I have a few ideas that I just need to work out, but if anyone has an idea of what they would like to see in the story than please leave suggestions.

Okay, I think that is all for now. Enjoy.

2. Things that are pretty

Bounce. Bounce. Bounce.

Seth slowly opened his eyes and quickly shielded them from the blazing morning sun. The bed beside him continued to move. Confused, he turned over slightly to find two big brown eyes starring back at him.

"Dadee! Eee! Daddee!" Sophia squealed, with each small jump she made on the bed.

"Ugh Sofie what are you doing? Daddy needs sleep." he murmured, letting his eyes close once again. The bouncing stopped and for a moment Seth felt gratitude that she was letting him sleep. The relief he felt was quickly forgotten when he felt two little hands on his arm. He opened his eyes a crack and was greeted with a pair of identical eyes. He let a slow smile spread over his lips.

"Goodmorning Sofia."

"Gmowming dadee!" she smiled brightly.

Seth inhaled a fresh breath and sat up bringing his daughter into his lap. "Where's mommy?" he asked.

"Mommee?" she responded, placing a finger on her chin, as if perplexed. "In dere." she smiled, pointing to the adjoining bathroom.

"Ohh ok, did Mommy let you jump on the bed?"

"Yessss," Sofia hissed, her shy smile full of mischief.

"Then I'm going to GET YOU!" He roared, tossing her onto the bed so he could attack her with tickles.

Summer re-entered the bedroom and was greeted by the sounds of her daughter's high-pitched giggles. "Hey! What's going on in here?" she smiled, joining them on the bed.

"I'm getting even with this pesky alarm clock!" Seth smiled and Sofia relentlessly pushed his hands away from her.

"Good morning." he smiled, placing a kiss on her lips. Summer smiled and laid down beside them.

"Ughhh I want to sleep allll day!' Summer groaned, reaching over to place a hand on Sofia's leg.

"Seeeeeeeeeeep allll day!" Sofia mimicked her mother, releasing a very dramatic, drawn out sigh.

Summer laughed and pulled Sofia closer to her, "Mm I love my good girl." she cooed, brushing her lips on the child's dark hair.

Seth smiled at the sight before standing up and preparing for his day.

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"Do you like this one Summer?" Kirsten asked, holding up a green onsie.

Summer looked up from where she was currently battling with Sofia to stop tearing the clothes off the hangers. "Yea, that one is really cute, I just figured I would pick up a few neutral things to bring the baby home in and such." Summer responded.

"Sofia Ann stop it this instant or you're going into the naughty corner when we get home!" Summer starred down at the little girl, voice firm.

"No!" Sofia crossed her little arms and stomped her foot. Summer reached down the grab her hand but Sofia had managed to wriggle out of her grasp.

"I really should have brought her stroller, she's nearly impossible." Summer huffed, full of frustration.

"Kirsten, would you mind picking her up, I would I just-can't" she motioned to her stomach.

"No problem sweetie. Sofia honey, come to Nana."

Sofia stalked over to the blonde woman willingly, sending her mother glares. "Nana, Mommy mean." she whimpered pathetically, trying to gain the most sympathy from her beloved grandmother.

"Aw baby, she's just watching out for you." Kirsten soothed and looked over at Summer.

Summer was distracted from the conversation as a twinge pierced her lower back. She quickly grabbed onto the nearest counter and took a few deep breaths.

"Sweetie, are you alright?" Kirsten asked, disguising her panic with a calm and even voice.

Summer waited for the pain to subside before she smiled and responded. "Yea I'm ok, let's just get out of here, I want to go home.

Kirsten cast her daughter in-law a worried glance, but silently complied with her wishes.

By the time the returned to Summer and Seth's house Sofa was fast asleep, and did not even flinch when Kirsten carried her up to her bedroom.

Seth came out of his office when he heard them come back and smiled at his wife.

"How are you today Cohen?" he smirked, pulling her into his arms.

"Ugh Cohen, I'm hot, I'm tired, I feel huge and disgusting, not too mention I feel like shit." She whined, pressing her face into his shirt.

"Your not feeling well?" he asked seriously, pulling away to look her in the eye.

Summer felt her eyes water as she gave a shaky reply. "No."

"Shh don't cry. I'll take you upstairs and maybe you can lay down for a bit okay?"

"Lay with me." She pouted.

"No problem. I'll get you settled first then check on Soph and tell Mom I'll call her later."

Seth did exactly what he said he would. He gained a few worried glances from his mother, but in no time he was settled beside her as they both drifted off to sleep.

Seth awoke with a start when he heard Sofia's piercing cries from the other room.

"Dadeeeeeeeeeeeeeee! Momeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!"

He walked into her room to find her standing in her crib, her face bright red and splotchy as a result of the continuous tears.

"What are you getting so worked up about huh? Daddy was sleeping." He spoke softly to her while he lifted her from the crib and placed her on the changing table.

"Seepin." She replied.

"Ugh," Seth groaned as he opened her diaper, "We've really got to get you potty trained kid."

"Potty." She replied.

"Yea that's right, you need to use the potty like a big girl."

"Big."

Seth smiled and finished placing a clean diaper on her behind. In true Cohen fashion, his daughter had a way with words at her young age. She was a quick learner though, given that she would repeat almost every word she heard.

"Come on chatter box, let's go start dinner, sound good?" he asked, resting her on his hip.

"K," she replied, still feeling the effects of sleep, she placed a thumb in her mouth and rested her head on her Daddy's shoulder.

While Seth prepared breakfast he put Sofia in her high chair with a pile of catalogues. As much as he liked to brag that she was a mini him, when it came to shopping Sofia was her mother's daughter. Seth laughed as he watched her clumsily fumble through the pages of the books, occasionally point at a picture and muttering a soft "Ohh" or "Pwetty."

Unlike most children Sofia Cohen's first words were not Mommy or Daddy, nope, when their little pride and joy muttered her first word it was "pretty", much to the surprise of her parents. Summer laughed with delight while Seth dropped his head into his hands, proclaiming his life to be over. Yea sure everyone thought it was adorable, but it wasn't their visa or amex at stake.

When his thoughts wondered to his newest child, he smiled confidently that it was going to be a boy. He knew it just had to be a boy, someone to pass on the tricks of the trade. He and Summer decided to let the sex be a surprise as they had with Sofia, but Seth just knew the baby had to be a boy. He loved his girls with all his heart, but he was fighting a loosing battle here. He needed someone to be on his team to defeat the overpowering Roberts-Cohen women. He was quickly brought back to reality when he felt something hit the back of his head. Shocked, he looked down for a minute at the piece of bread now resting at his feet. He slowly brought his eyes up from the floor and let them settle on his daughter, who was grinning widely at him.

"Sofiaaaaa?" he accused, drawing out her name for emphasis.

"Yessssssssssssssssssss?" she smiled sweetly.

"That was not very nice," he scolded.

Sofia's smile turned into a small pout and she looked back up at her father. "I lub you Dadeee." She grinned, showing off her collection of baby teeth.

Seth sighed and kissed the top of his daughter's head. "I love you too sweetheart," he muttered. This is why he needed a son, this is what his girls did to him, they turned him into a pile of mush.

Not long after Seth had finished preparing breakfast, Summer came waddling down the stairs, looking exhausted.

"Sum, you okay?" Seth asked with concern. Summer just nodded and poured herself a glass of water.

"Here you go hun," he said, handing her a plate of eggs and bacon.

Summer quickly shook her head and turned her face away. "Ugh, No, no." she muttered, trying to let the nausea settle itself.

Seth nodded and quickly removed the plate from her sight. He turned around to find Summer grasping the counter with one hand while the other clutched her stomach.

"Sum?" he asked hesitantly, slowing approaching her.

"What?" she snapped.

"Are you having contractions?"

"No it's just gas, I'm going upstairs." She huffed, and once again left him alone with Sofia.

"Daddeeee Dooooooooown." Sofia whimpered, kicking her legs against the high chair. Seth sighed as he lifted her to the floor. As she sauntered off into the playroom, He could feel his head pounding in synch with his heart, he had a funny feeling this day was going to be an extremely long one.