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: Bah! So the baby is here, yay! Haha thanks again for all the great responses please keep them going! Um let's see, this chapter is a bit fluffy, I know, what I promise I'll have some more drama soon. If anyone has any idea of what they would like to see in the story feel free to let me know, I can't make any promises but I'd love to hear suggestions. Thanks again.
Enjoy.
4. It's Raining Tears
"Here you go sweetheart you look all pretty to go home! Are you excited? I'm excited for you to come home!." Summer smiled as she finished dressing the infant.
Summer looked up at the sound of the door opening and smiled at her husband who entered with Sofia resting on his hip.
"Gooood morning ladies!" he smiled, kissing both his wife and his baby daughter.
"Hi honey, look at Ella doesn't she look adorable?" Summer beamed, pointing at her daughter.
"Yes she certainly does, where did she get that dress anyway?"
"Marissa brought it over with a few more cute little outfits."
"Outfits? I thought we were going to dress her in Sofia's hand-me-downs?" Seth inquired.
Summer starred back at her husband with a look of horror. "Is that a joke?"
"Ummm not exactly, there are many, many boxes in the attic labeled 'Sofia's old clothes'"
"Yea," Summer hissed with a roll of her eyes. "That's to keep and look back on, Seth those clothes are out of style now, and we can not dress Ella in them. I want my daughter to have an excellent sense of fashion and you can never start too young."
"Yea but-"
"And another thing, do you not want Ella to be an individual? Do you think it's right that she is cast in her older sister's shadow starting from day one?"
"Summer I wasn't-"
"It's just not fair Seth!" Summer whimpered, her eyes welling up with tears.
Seth sighed deeply to himself, "I don't know what I was thinking Summer, I'm sorry."
She let out a sniffle "Don't you dare patronize me Seth Cohen!" she cried.
"Summer I swear I'm not patronizing you, I am truly sorry. When you are feeling up to it I promise we can go on a shopping spree for Ella okay?" he asked gently, brushing away a few stray tears.
"Uh huh." Summer sniffled again, looking at him pathetically.
"HI Mommy." Sofia smiled brightly.
"Hi baby, how are you today?"
"Is good." She smiled, nodding her head.
"Sweetie guess what?"
"Wha?" Sofia asked, eyes full of wonder.
"Ella gets to come with us today!" Summer enthused.
"Da baby come wif us?"
"Yea sweetie."
"Why?"
"Because she is going to live with us now, remember we told you about this Sofie?" Seth questioned.
"Oh."
Summer and Seth were both relieved when Sofia stopped asking questions. They spent the rest of the time fulfilling the necessary tasks to check Summer and Ella out of the hospital and before they knew it they were in the car on their way home.
"Sofia Mommy said not to touch her." Summer warned from the front seat, looking back at where Sofia's hands were dangerously close to her sister.
Summer had spent the majority of the ride keeping a close watch on her daughters in the back. Sofia had been transfixed on the little figure beside her ever since Seth had buckled the baby in. Every so often Sofia would lean out as far as her car seat allowed, wanting desperately to touch her baby sister. Although she wanted to simply pet the baby her clumsy hands would not be as gentle as intended.
"Mommeeeeeeeeeeeee." Sofia whined.
"No Sofia, your hands are dirty and the baby could get sick, plus you could hurt her. You can play with her when we get home." Summer scolded.
"No!" I wanna pay wis her now!" Sofia exclaimed, kicking the back of her mother's seat.
"Hey!" Seth yelled from the driver's side, startling both Summer and Sofia. "You stop that right now Sofia Anne Cohen, unless you want to be in the naughty corner when we get home.
"Nooooooooo!." Sofia began to cry, dropping her head pitifully as if the world were about to end.
"Honey I think she's tired, when we get home we have to put her down for a nap." Summer spoke softly to her husband.
"NO! I NOT seepy!" Sofia cried harder, her voice horse with tears.
"I think you are sweetie." Summer reasoned soothingly.
"No I NOT!" Sofia sobbed, placing another kick at Summer's seat.
"Sofia! You stop that right now little girl!" Seth boomed from the front, temporarily ceasing Sofia's cries. "You know that Mommy is not feeling well so stop kicking her seat, and stop carrying on."
Because Seth rarely raised his voice, Sofia did not argue with her father, instead she starred out the window, occasionally letting out a small sniffle.
When they finally arrived home Summer carried Sofia inside while Seth dealt with Ella. Sofia placed her head on Summer's shoulder as the woman carried the little girl up the stairs to her bedroom.
Summer had grown worried about her daughter's silence.
"Are you okay sweetie?" Summer asked as she laid the little girl into her bed.
"Daddy no like mee!" she cried, staring desperately at her mother.
"Oh sweetie, Daddy loves you a whole big bunch, he just wanted you to stop acting naughty."
"Nooo Daddy mean!"
Summer sighed and realized there was no use in arguing with the little girl, she would probably forget her anger by the time she awoke anyway.
"Okay sweetheart, Sleep tight I love you."
"Loff you Mommy." Sofia whispered, puckering her lips for a kiss. Summer finished settling her in bed and closed the door softly behind her.
She walked into her bedroom and smiled at the sight of her husband rocking little Ella in the glider. Before Summer came home Seth had set up the bassinet in their bedroom and prepared the house for Ella's arrival home.
"Is she sleeping?" Summer whispered, standing over Seth to peer at the infant.
"Just about." He smiled, running a hand over the baby's little head.
"Well at least you have one daughter that is seemingly pleased with you." Summer smirked as she began to unpack her things.
"Wacha talkin' about woman?"
"Our precious little Sofia is very cross with her daddy."
"Why what did I do?" Seth questioned.
"The unthinkable, you yelled at her."
"Oh, that. She'll get over it." He responded, once again smiling down at Ella.
"I don't know about that Sethh," Summer taunted.
"She has the attention span of like-me, trust me she'll move on." .
"You're racking up the strikes babe," Summer laughed, glancing at her husband for a reaction.
"Oh I'm sooo worried." Seth quipped.
"You'll be worried when I'M the favorite parent."
"Ha!" Seth snorted.
Summer was about to come off with a smart response but was interrupted by the ring of the telephone.
"Hello?"
"Hi Daddy!" she smiled into the phone, sticking her tongue out at Seth. "Yesss I'm doing good! The baby is good too Seth is just rocking her to sleep right now." After a moment Summer giggled and shifted her eyes to take a quick look at Seth. He rolled his eyes knowing that his father in law must have cracked some sort of joke at his expense.
"She's good too, she threw a bit of a tantrum on the way home but now I have her down for a nap." Summer continued.
"Okay, I'll definitely see you soon, bye daddy." Summer clicked off the phone and stared at Seth.
"Yes Summer?"
"Oh, nothing." She sighed dramatically, looking down at the floor.
"What do you want Summer?"
"Well, since you nagged, I am kind of hungry." Summer stated, quickly glancing at Seth.
Seth sighed. "Okay do you want something from the house?"
"Mmm, Not exactly."
"Summer, I'm tired." He whined.
"I gave birth."
"Yea but-"
"I spend eight hours in agonizing pain only to push a baby, a little human life through my-"
"OKAY! What do you want?" he asked irritably.
Summer immediately picked up on his tone, and her eyes began to well with tears.
'Oh shit,' Seth thought to himself. 'I made her cry for the second time today, way to go asshole.'
Seth stood slowly and brought the baby over to Summer, placing the infant in her arms. "I was just kidding baby what do you want me to get you?" he cooed, petting her hair.
"I want tacos," she sniffled "And cheese fries"
"You got it, I'll be back." Seth smiled, placing a kiss on her forehead.
Summer smiled at his retreating figure and waited until she heard the front door slam to speak to Ella. "See Ella I know exactly how to get Daddy to do what I want. I taught it to Sofia and I'll teach it to you. Stick with me kid and you'll be a pro in no time!" Summer giggled as she leaned back into the pillows with her baby daughter in her arms.
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