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: Wow, so it's been nearly a million years since I have updated this story. I have actually had this chapter mostly done on my computer for a while but I was unsure if this was the direction I wanted to take my story, but now I did.
The OC is over, sadness. Seth and Summer got married, happiness.
I am terribly sorry for the delay, hopefully I get the next one out a lot quicker. Suggestions are welcome, reviews are (strongly) encouraged. Thank you.
Now to the story…
6. Pancakes and Rain boots
"Mmmm" Seth groaned as he stretched out the following morning. He threw his arm to the opposite side of the bed and was surprised to find it cold and empty. Turning over and looking at the clock he realized it was eight o'clock, and Summer had probably been up with the baby for at least two hours by now. He stretched again before rolling out of bed and heading to the bathroom.
By the time his foot hit the last step he could smell the delicious aroma of the breakfast Summer was preparing. He could hear faintly the one-sided chatter going on between her and their baby daughter.
"Good morning my beautiful girls!" he smiled, kissing the three month-old baby on the head followed by a sweet kiss to Summer's lips.
"Morning!" Summer smiled sweetly, wrapping her arms around his waist and burrowing her head into his chest.
"So what time did our little Ella have you up this morning?" he asked softly, rubbing her back slowly.
"Mmm, five thirty." She groaned, glancing at the baby who was kicking in her chair.
"Ella," Seth called sternly, "What did Daddy tell you about this, your not listening to Daddy much are you?"
Ella just stared up at him smiling, and squealing every so often. Seth laughed at the baby's antics and placed a kiss on her tiny palm.
"Dadddeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!" was heard, as a pitiful cry erupted from upstairs.
Seth turned to Summer to roll his eyes. "I'm coming sweetheart!" he called.
"Dadddeeeee you hewe nooooooooooow" she cried.
"I said I'm coming!" he responded, quickly making his way up the stairs.
"Your daddy is whipped!" Summer whispered to Ella, followed by a giggle.
About ten minutes later Seth returned to the kitchen with Sofia still sleepy in his arms. "Good morning baby" Summer smiled widely, rubbing her hand on the little girl's back. Sofia has her head rested on Seth's shoulder and her thumb was placed in her mouth. She did not respond to Summer's petting, she only stared at her blankly, which was typical morning behavior for the toddler.
Summer had set out their plated on the table and Seth reached over to place Sofia in her booster seat, only to feel her legs tighten around his waist and a whine come from her mouth.
"Come on sweetie we have to eat."
"Noooooooooooo" she moaned, tightening her arms around his neck.
"Please Sofia," he begged, eyeing Summer from across the table.
"Nooo Daddeee I say wis you." She cried
Seth sighed and sat down with Sofia on his lap.
"So I was thinking we'd stop by your parent's place today, so they can see the kids." Summer suggested, taking a bight of her waffle.
"Sure." Seth nodded, feeding Sofia a small bite, then shoving a large piece into his own mouth.
"Seth," Summer scolded.
"Wha?" he asked, his cheeks puffed out with food.
"Nevermind." She sighed.
"SO anyways, you need to convince Ryan that now is the time to have a baby."
"Excuse me?" Seth exclaimed with disbelief.
"You heard me," Summer responded coolly. "Marissa had been wanting to have a baby since before I got pregnant with Sofia and he keeps holding back. They're not getting any younger you know and sometimes it can take a while for someone to get pregnant and-"
"Not you," Seth smirked.
"What?" she asked, perplexed.
"It doesn't take you a while to get pregnant." He smiled, raising his eyebrows suggestively.
"Ugh Seth" she huffed with a roll of her eyes. "That's because you're like a horny teenaged boy, you can't stop."
"Oh please woman, you know you crave what this stud has to offer."
Summer raised an eyebrow and nodded towards Sofia slightly who was still nearly passed out in Seth's lap.
"Little ears Seth." She warned.
"Yea, she's practically unconscious Summer, she probably can't even hear what we're saying she's probably in her own world of oblivion playing with imaginary puppies and sitting on rainbows."
"You're on acid Seth, that doesn't even make sense."
"Nag, nag, nag woman, that's all you do."
"Stop calling me that."
"Make me."
Before Summer could respond with a biting remark Ella began to whimper from her seat, sending Summer to her side immediately.
"What's the matter baby?" she cooed, un-strapping the infant and bringing her close to her chest. "Are you hungry?"
"Depriving our children of food Summer?"
"Thin ice Seth, extremely thin ice." Summer warned with an icy glare, cupping the baby's small head close to her chest. "When you finish eating take her up to get dressed"
Seth nodded and noticed that Sofia had woken up quite a bit since just a few minutes ago, she was now seated straight in his lap, playing aimlessly with the food on the plates before them.
"Sweetie let's go get you dressed okay?"
"No Daddy I do." Sofia protested, sticking her little chin in the air.
"You can do it honey, Daddy will pick out your clothes and you can put them on deal?"
"Noooo Daddy I gets my cwose n den I putted dem on" she whined, sticking her lower lip .
"Just let her do it Seth, we're just going to your parent's house." Summer chimed in, from where she was seated with the baby in her arms furiously sucking on her bottle.
"I can do it Daddy." Sofia smiled widely at him, melting his heart in an instant.
The younger Cohens waited anxiously at the front door for Sandy or Kirsten to answer.
Sandy was the first to reach the door and swung it open to reveal his son and his family. Seth looked like he normally did dressed in jeans and a casual T-shirt. Summer was a little more dressed up than he, wearing a knee length skirt and a white blouse, surprisingly with motherhood Summer became more conservative in her choice of clothing. Little Ella was dressed in a pink dress accompanied with a matching sweater paired with white tights and to complete the look a pair of pink patent leather shoes. And finally his eye was drawn to Sofia, who was beaming up at him. She was wearing a red leotard and a pair of green striped stockings on her legs. Around her waist was a large pink tutu and on her back a pair of ladybug wings. Her hair was decorated with a multitude of scrunchies randomly placed about, and to finish it off a pair of orange rain boots adorned her feet.
Sandy looked questionably at his son. "Is today Halloween?"
"No Dad," Seth gestured down at the happy little girl. "Sofia dressed herself today, didn't she do a great job?"
Sandy glanced at a giggling Summer and his eyes returned to the little girl. "Um, why y-yes you did a wonderful job Sofia!"
"Fank you!" she smiled adorably.
Sandy picked her up and ushered the small family into the living room. Seth and Summer were surprised to find Marissa and Ryan seated on the sofa across from Kirsten.
"Coop!" Summer smiled, squeezing to sit between the couple.
"Hey Summer," Ryan stated flatly, rolling his eyes.
Seth noticed the gleam in Summer's eyes that clearly stated she was up to no good. He watched as she conversed animatedly with Marissa and uncomfortably shifted the baby in her arms.
"Ugh I've been holding her all morning, Ryan do you think you can hold Ella for a little while?" she smiled.
Seth smirked, it did not take him long to figure out what his wife was thinking.
"Um, how about Marissa can hold her.""
"No Ryan, I wanted to go in the other room and discuss things with her."
"Can't you discuss things here? Or can't you discuss them in the other room while Marissa holds the baby?" Ryan challenged.
Summer huffed dramatically and rolled her eyes. "Well, I guess." She paused, but we're going to be talking about things like breast feeding, and the changes in my body after baby, and sex, stuff I don't really think you would want to hear about."
"Your right." He replied in a bored voice.
"And stuff that-" she stopped and moved the baby to her opposite side. "Stuff that little ears shouldn't be hearing either." She whispered, eyes trailing back to the infant in her arms.
"For Pete's sakes give me the baby." Ryan huffed, having enough of her charades.
"Yayy." She smiled, gently placing her daughter into Ryan's arms. "Careful of her head!" she panicked, her instincts were now making her question her scheme.
"I got it Summer go talk about your sexy body things or whatever."
"Okay." She responded, clearly still unsure.
As she left the room she made eye contact with Seth and mouthed "Watch him", before following Marissa out of the room.
"Gamma I wants to pay." Sofia whined, tugging on Kirsten's hand.
"Okay sweetheart what do you want to play."
"I wantsa pay dollies."
"Okay baby let's go upstairs and play in the play room." Kirsten took her tiny hand and began to guide her upstairs.
Seth's eyes returned to Ryan to was sitting awkwardly across from him with Ella tucked into his stiff arms.
"Well isn't your wife just captain obvious?" Ryan smirked, glancing down at the baby to began to squirm.
"Ha." Seth smiled, leaning forward a bit, surprising himself with out own apprehension about Ryan holding his daughter.
"She cute." Ryan stated simply.
"My wife?"
"No dimwhit Ella."
"Oh yea she is. My wife is cute too." Seth smiled at Ryan.
At that moment Ella decided to let out a small cry that was barely heard by the two occupants.
In his head Seth counted, '1…2…3…'
Summer ran in from the opposite door of which she has exited, clearly flustered. "What are you doing to my baby?!" she cried, resisting the urge to whisk the infant away.
"Umm nothing?"
"Be careful." She warned
"If you're that worried you should take her back, or give her to Seth."
"No Ryan, you need practice." Summer exasperated, than she realized she made a terrible mistake.
"Practice for what?" he asked, eyeing her suspiciously.
"Umm."
"Summer just take her." Ryan sighed, clearly annoyed with the situation.
"Ryan come on,"
"No Summer I'm serious take your daughter now." Ryan replied.
"Hey buddy, watch it there." Seth warned, easing forward in his seat.
Summer immediately retrieved her daughter and lightly bounced her in his arms.
Without a word to either of them Ryan stormed into the kitchen and pulled Marissa out into the pool house.
"I told you this was gonna be bad Summer." Seth sighed, leaning back into the couch.
"Shut up Seth." She snapped, peering around the corner, trying to see what was going on.
Moments later Marissa returned to the house, visibly tearful about whatever Ryan had said.
"Coop," Summer started sympathetically.
"No Summer. I told you not to do anything, this is something between Ryan and I, I told you not to interfere Summer."
"But Coop…" Summer argued.
"This is something that I need to deal with myself with my husband, alone." Marissa responded, gathering her belongings.
"Marissa please can we just talk about this, I'm sorry." Summer pleaded.
"I can't Summer I'm too mad right now. I need to leave." Without another word Marissa walked out the door and peeled out of the driveway.
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