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Ok guys, the first part of this chapter, the Kandy part, was originally chapter 10 but when I tried to post it an error page kept popping up, so hopefully this will work. This chapter is very light and fluffy. There is Kandy smut/fluff ahead. (Or as I prefer to call it SMUFF!) Well, I was shocked that only a few of you seemed to know who the caller was, even if you didn't realize it. I still don't come out and say who it is in this chapter but a few little hints have been dropped. Also, I guess I should have pointed this out when I told y'all that I was writing a longer story, but it is going to be a bit AU-ish. Well, please review and let me know what y'all think. I really do appreciate all the reviews. Thanks guys:)
WARNING: SEXUAL CONTENT AHEAD! YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED!
The sofa bed was not comfortable! The one that they had owned previously at their house in Newport had been very comfortable but this one, the one they had bought just in case their house happened to exceed maximum capacity, was harder than a rock. Then again, maybe it was not the uncomfortable bed that kept Sandy awake that night. Maybe it was the fact that he could hear the sink dripping in the kitchen, maybe it was the way the lights from the Christmas tree twinkled, maybe it was even the fact that his mother was sleeping in his bed with his daughter curled up beside her while Kirsten and he slept in the middle of the living room? No matter how Sandy tried to justify his insomnia he knew the real reason why sleep had eluded him that night. It was simply because just hours earlier he had received a call in which the caller, a person that had been presumed dead for nearly five years had called him.
Sandy had been given strict orders not say anything, just listen, and as he listened he did not receive the answers to the many questions that were running through his mind. Instead he was told to be at a parking garage just outside of Berkley at six thirty the next morning. The call was then ended and Sandy was faced with a room full of people looking at him questioningly. He had brushed them off, telling them that it was an old client, which was really not a lie, that wanted to meet him and discuss a few matters. Everyone had excepted his explanation and had retired for the night.
Turning over to stare at the clock on the DVD player he was dismayed to see that it was already four thirty in the morning. Sandy grunted, deciding he should get up and begin preparing for the day ahead of him. As he sat up in bed Kirsten rolled over, placing her arm around him tightly and laying her head on his chest.
"Sandy, where are you going?" She asked groggily, her eyes still closed.
"Honey, I told ya last night I have to go meet with a client at six. I was just gonna go and take a shower. Go back to sleep," Sandy said as he gently kissed the top of her head. Sandy began to move again when Kirsten pushed him back down on the bed.
"I want you to stay here for a while!" Kirsten smiled mischievously, fully awake as she began kissing his bare chest.
"Honey, I have to meet this client in half an hour and besides, we're in the middle of the living room. What if one the kids walked in? Or worse, my mother?" Sandy shuddered at the thought.
"The risk of being caught just adds more fun to it!" Kirsten smiled seductively and straddled Sandy. Sandy tried his best to resist as Kirsten pressed her mouth to his but could not refuse Kirsten, no matter where he was supposed to be or if someone could walk in and catch them. "Sandy, everyone will be asleep for hours. All I'm asking for is a few minutes of your time," Kirsten said between kisses.
"Oh honey, this isn't fair. You know you're gonna win, you're just too damn sexy!" Sandy smiled as his hands ran up and down her back.
"Yeah, but you're weak!" Kirsten laughed as she began nibbling his ear. Sandy moaned half in pleasure and frustration as Kirsten continued to nibble on his ear.
"You have a point," Sandy smiled as he quickly rolled over, pinning her under him. Kirsten could not help but let a small giggle escape her lips as he did this. Sandy quickly quieted his wife as he planted a passionate kiss on her lips, his tongue begging to enter her mouth. Kirsten quickly obliged, allowing his tongue to explore her mouth as her hands flew to his pajama bottoms. She quickly pulled at the drawstring, untying the pants. Sandy's hands roamed up and down Kirsten's back, finally slipping under the long sleeved Berkeley T-shirt she had worn to bed, claiming it was too cold for anything else.
"Sandy," Kirsten said as Sandy broke away from the kiss and began pulling the shirt over her head.
"Yeah?" Sandy asked as he threw the shirt on the floor.
"I love you!" Kirsten murmured into his ear as she began kissing his neck.
"I love you too!" Sandy said as he untied her pajama bottoms and slipped them and her panties off in one quick move. As Kirsten slipped his pajama bottoms off and began making love neither of them noticed as a small black car drove down the street, slowing down in front of their house just long enough to take a look at the house and drive off into the dark unnoticed.
Who would have thought walking through a dark house at five in the morning would scar you for life? Maybe someone who had been the victim of a brutal attack would, but Seth Cohen definitely did not think he would ever need a psychiatrist after walking through his house, especially at such an early hour.
Closing the door to his bedroom, where Summer slept peacefully, Seth began tiptoeing down the hall, not wanting to wake anyone. He stopped at his parent's door, listening as his little sister snored louder than their mother ever possibly could. Seth smiled as he thought about the fit she would have he said she snored. Seth shook his head at the thought of his little sister and continued on down the hall. The entire house was quiet except for the soft snores and even breathing that came from each room.
As Seth approached the living room he tried to be extra quiet, not wanting to wake his parents. He had been shocked when Kirsten had offered the Nana their bed and had said that Sandy and she would sleep on the sofa bed. The Nana had accepted reluctantly but did not show much appreciation toward Kirsten's effort to be civil. That was when Kirsten said that Sophie would have to sleep in their with her, there was simply not enough room on the sofa bed for two adults and a child. The Nana had not seen anything wrong with Sophie sleeping with her but everyone else knew that the woman would not be getting much sleep that night. Sophie had a nightly ritual, no matter how late it was, she would have to have three books read to her, she would have to first settle on one side of the bed and then would have to move to the other side of the bed, making the bed move so much that anyone in the bed with her would need a Dramamine. Then, after little girl was finally comfortable she would have to have a glass of water, followed by a quick trip to the bathroom, and finally, with the plastic horse in bed with her, she would finally drift off to sleep. Unfortunately for anyone who was sleeping in the same bed as the child, they would end up being kicked and hit the entire night. Sophie Rose was not a still sleeper.
Seth had nearly made it to the kitchen when he heard it. A sound that sent a shiver down his spine, paralyzing him to where he stood and making his stomach churn. It was always something he had feared hearing and as he turned to the living room, seeing just exactly what was making the noise, he had immediately regretted his decision to turn around, his decision to even get out of bed. Seth truly wished that something would happen and take his sight. He could not stand looking at the sickening display in front of him.
"Oh Sandy!" Kirsten moaned, too enthralled in the passion of the love making to notice as Seth stood in the living room.
"OH MY GOD!!!!" Seth shrieked, startling his parents as he quickly ran down the hall and into his room, taking refuge in the bed, under the cover.
Sandy and Kirsten quickly pulled apart, pulling the cover around their completely naked bodies. The moment that Kirsten had tried to prevent since Seth was old enough to toddle had just happened, taking place in the living room with a house full of people. Kirsten's already flushed face turned three shades redder than it already was as she buried her face in her hands.
"Oh my God, I can't believe Seth just saw that," Kirsten said, her words muffled against her hands. Sandy, still too shocked to move looked over at Kirsten, an almost amused look on his face.
"I told you we could get caught." Sandy laughed, unable to control himself.
"SANDY!" Kirsten shrieked, completely appalled at how lightly Sandy was taking the entire situation.
"Shh honey, you don't want Seth to think we're still at it do ya?" Sandy asked, a mischievous glint in his eyes. Kirsten quickly removed her hands from her face and turned to Sandy, looking angrier than Sandy had seen her in a long time. "Ok, ok, let's go talk to him." Sandy said as he began putting on his pajama bottoms and stood up. Kirsten nodded and pulled her clothes on then followed Sandy to Seth's room.
"Cohen? What's wrong?" Summer asked as Seth quickly slid under the comforter and covered his head with it. The only response Summer received was a long, drawn out 'Uhh!' "Cohen, c'mon, what's wrong? Where have you been?" Summer asked, turning the bedside lamp on. Seth continued to hide under the covers, too traumatized to look anyone in the face. "Seth, what happened?" Summer asked again, this time pulling the comforter off of him.
"Summer, you don't want to know. It was the worst thing a person can see!" Seth said dramatically as he sat up in bed. Summer looked at Seth questioningly for a moment, unsure of what he was talking about.
"Seth, where did you go? What upset you?" Summer placed a reassuring hand on his arm, worried about him. Seth sat there a moment, fiddling with a lose string on his T-shirt, trying to force the image of what he had just seen out of his mind. Instead of a response Seth just groaned again and shivered, overly dramatizing everything like he usually did. Summer could not decide between being truly worried about him or forgetting the entire situation, turning off the light and going back to sleep, filing this incident away as one of Seth's Coheny, Cohen-isms.
Taylor was a sound sleeper, but not Ryan. He did not know if it came from a childhood of lying awake most of the night listening for his father to come in, or if it came from being awoken in the middle of the night by drunken fights between his parents. The best explanation, Ryan thought, was that over the past few years he had had to become a lighter sleeper, having to wake whenever Seth needed a mid-night chat. Whatever the reason why Ryan had been shaken out of a peaceful sleep, disrupting a particularly pleasant dream about what life would be like once Taylor had the baby, by a loud, shrill scream.
"What was that?" Taylor asked, fear lacing her voice as she immediately snuggled closer to Ryan.
"I don't know!" Ryan answered, convinced that whatever it was must have been loud to wake Taylor. "I'm gonna go make sure everyone is ok," Ryan said as he began to get out of bed.
"Ryan, wait, what if it was a burglar? They could hurt you!" Taylor said, her eyes wide with fear.
"Taylor, if it was a burglar don't you think the alarm would have went off? Besides, Sandy and Kirsten are in the living room on the sofa bed. Sophie probably just had a bad dream. Or maybe Blake did, I'm just gonna go check, ok?" Ryan asked, trying to calm his wife. Taylor sat there a moment nodding then quickly got out of bed.
"Ryan, wait, I'm coming with you," Taylor whispered as she reached into the bedside table and pulled out a can of mace.
"Why do you have that in the night stand?" Ryan asked, a bit surprised by Taylor's choice in weapons to keep by the bed.
"It's a new birth control method!" Taylor answered sarcastically. "Why do you think? In case of intruders!" Taylor answered, a bit annoyed by her husband's question. Ryan shook his head and held his hand out for Taylor, hoping that he was not making a mistake by letting her come with him.
"The Nana, The Nana, wake up!" Sophie said adamantly, shaking the Nana. Opening her eyes slowly, unaccustomed to being woken up by a small child shaking her, Sophie sat up in bed and looked over at the clock. She was not too enthused to see that it was only 5:08 a.m.
"Sophie, what's wrong?" The Nana asked, hoping nothing was wrong with the little girl.
"The Nana, I just heard something'," Sophie said, pulling Captain Oats closer to her.
"Sweetheart, it's probably your Father getting ready to go meet his client. Remember, he said last night that he had to go meet an old client of his?" Sophie said, hoping her granddaughter would go back to sleep, allowing her to get at least another two hours sleep.
"No The Nana, someone sceamed!" Sophie said adamantly, refusing to let the Nana brush this off and go back to sleep.
"Ok Sophie, we'll go check and then you are gonna come back in here and lay back down and we are going to go back to sleep. Ok?" Sophie asked, realizing for the first time that they did not just have the same name, they also had the same stubborn streak.
"Ok!" Sophie nodded and took her Grandmother's hand as they both stood up off the bed and headed for the door.
"Kaitlin, did you hear that?" Julie asked her daughter as she knelt down beside the air mattress.
"What?" Kaitlin asked groggily, rubbing her eyes.
"Kaitlin, sit up. Someone just screamed!" Julie said, her curiosity peaked.
"Mom, it was probably just Taylor. You know her and Ryan are probably bangin' away!" Kaitlin said as she rolled onto her side, facing away from her mother. Julie stood up and placed her hands on her hips.
"Fine, watch your brother. I'm gonna go see who screamed." Julie said as she headed to the door.
"Ok!" Kaitlin said as she stood up from the air mattress and walked over to where her little brother slept and where her mother had been sleeping peacefully minutes earlier. Kaitlin lifted the covers and climbed in beside her little brother, immediately drifting back to sleep as Blake cuddled up next to her. Julie smiled at her two children then headed out of the room, wanting to know who had screamed and why?
"Sandy, don't knock. I don't want to wake Summer up!" Kirsten said as Sandy and she stood in the hall, in front of Seth's door.
"No, you just don't want to have to explain this in front of another person." Sandy smiled, still amused by the entire situation. Kirsten crossed her arms tightly in front of her chest and glared at her husband. "Ok, ok, we'll just go on in." Sandy said and began to turn the knob. Just as Sandy opened the door the other three bedroom doors opened simultaneously and for a moment Ryan, Taylor, Julie, Sophie, and Sophie Rose stood in the hall, looking at Sandy and Kirsten expectantly, hoping they could provide them with the answers they were seeking.
"What's going on here?" Sophie asked, the first to speak up.
"Uhh…" Sandy stammered, unsure of how to tell his mother that his son had just caught his parents having sex in the middle of the living room with a house full of people that could have walked in and caught them at any moment.
"Yeah, what is going on? Who screamed?" Ryan asked as Taylor and he walked to Sandy and Kirsten.
"That would be me!" Seth said, waving at everyone with an embarrassed look on his face.
"So you and Summer were….?" Julie asked, a smile playing across her face.
"No, Summer and I aren't gonna do that in a house full of people. That would be left to my parents!" Seth answered with another dramatic shiver.
"Is that what you saw that freaked you out?" Summer asked, glad that nothing serious had happened to Seth. Seth just nodded. Kirsten buried her heads in her hands once again, too embarrassed to look anyone in the eye.
"Wow, go Kiki! And Kaitlin thought it was Ryan and Taylor doin' the nasty!" Julie smirked.
"Couldn't you two control yourselves? For God's sake, it was one night and you two were in the middle of the living room. What if Sophie had walked in on you?" The Nana asked, obviously embarrassed and disappointed with her son and daughter-in-law. Sandy and Kirsten both dropped their heads, this time both too ashamed to look at anyone.
"Um, I'm gonna go back to bed!" Julie said, small giggles escaping from her lips as she turned and headed back into the bedroom where her children were sleeping. She could not wait for Kaitlin to wake up so she could tell her who had been 'bangin' away' as Kaitlin had so lovingly put it.
Ryan, also disturbed at the thought of his parents having sex, especially in the living room, on a sofa bed that was meant for guests, decided that there was nothing for Taylor and he to stick around for. It was obviously Seth who had screamed upon seeing his parents and their activity, meaning that Ryan had received the answer as to who had screamed and he now knew that his family was safe. Besides, Taylor needed her rest.
"Night everyone!" Ryan said as he took Taylor's hand, leading her back to their bedroom.
"Why did Kaitlin automatically assume it was us having sex? " Taylor asked, a bit insulted that Kaitlin would just assume that if anyone was having sex it would be Ryan and she. Taylor let the question drop though once Ryan gave her a 'it doesn't matter' look. Taylor took the hint that Sandy and Kirsten needed to talk to Seth and said a quick 'good night' to everyone before Ryan closed the door to their bedroom behind her.
As Ryan closed his door behind Taylor and he Kirsten knew that Sandy and she were in for it. Not only had they just been embarrassed in front of the entire household, they now had to explain themselves to Seth and The Nana. Kirsten glanced at the Nana and for the first time realized that her daughter was standing in the hall, a confused and sleepy look on her face. Oh God, Sophie, how were they going to explain this to her? Kirsten could have kicked herself for being so careless and reckless. Luckily though Summer, the one least invested in the conversation that was about to take place quickly got out of bed and pulled her robe around herself as she head toward Sophie.
"Hey Sophie, do you want me to take you back to bed and read you a story?" Summer asked, bending down to the little girl's level.
"Ok!" Sophie answered, still unsure of what was going on.
"Good!" Summer said as she scooped the little girl up in her arms and headed into Sandy and Kirsten's bedroom.
"Thank you Summer." Kirsten smiled appreciatively, not wanting to have the sex talk with her two year old daughter. Summer returned the warm smile then closed the door behind her.
"I'm gonna go start the coffee. I don't think any of us will be going back to sleep!" Sophie said as she began walking down the hall.
"Thanks Ma," Sandy called after his mother, but not receiving any answer. The day was already starting off smashingly.
Sandy and Kirsten continued to stand in the doorway of Seth's room, unsure of what to do next. Seth sat on his bed, refusing to look up at his parents, knowing the moment he did his mind would fill with the images of them and of what they had just been doing. Kirsten began to open her mouth when Seth cut her off.
"I…I guess I now having nothing else in life to fear. If I can survive seeing…..THAT then I suppose I can survive anything." Seth made a face the entire time he spoke.
"See son, I told you we Cohen's are very sexual beings." Sandy smirked.
"Ugh, don't say anything like that. I can't take it, please! I don't think I'll be able to eat for a month." Seth groaned. Sandy laughed at his son's over dramatization and for the first time looked at the Marvel Comics clock that hung over Seth's bed.
"Oh sh!t, I need to get ready. I have to meet my client soon. Seth, are you sure you're ok?" Sandy asked, not wanting his son to die because he saw his parents having sex. Seth nodded, still looking down at the floor. "Good!" Sandy said and then turned to Kirsten. Her face was still a bit red and she also continued to stare at the floor. "You ok?" Sandy asked, unable to keep the amused tone out of his voice. Kirsten looked up at Sandy and could not help but smile at his mischievously twinkling eyes.
"I'm fine," Kirsten said reassuringly.
"Good, we'll have to continue that later!" Sandy smiled, waggling his eyebrows.
"Oh, ugh, don't…Vomit, I'm gonna be sick!" Seth said, flopping back on his bed and acting as though he was having a seizure.
"Sandy, you better go before our son gets sick," Kirsten smiled as she gave Sandy a quick kiss on the lips, not wanting to upset her son any more than he already was. Sandy returned the quick kiss and headed down the hall to the bathroom, leaving Kirsten and Seth to talk. Kirsten wrapped her arms tighter around her body, for the first time realizing how cold she was. Seth noticed as his mother shivered a bit and glanced over at his robe that hung over the desk chair. Seth reluctantly stood up and retrived the robe.
"Here Mom," Seth said as he handed her the robe.
"Thank you," Kirsten smiled as she took the robe and put it on. "Seth, are you sure you're ok? That everything between you and your father and I are ok?" Kirsten asked, hoping that what Seth had walked in on would not ruin their relationship, they had already nearly lost him twice. Once to Portland and the second time to marijuana. She did not think she could take losing him over something as stupid as sex in the living room.
"I guess, let's just say that I won't have to buy condoms for a long time. Seeing you and Dad was the best birth control ever. EVER!!!" Seth said, shivering slightly at the thought of his parents. Kirsten smiled at her son and reached her arms out for a hug.
"Am I too gross for you to give me a hug?" Kirsten asked, giving Seth her best pitiful look. Seth rolled his eyes and hugged his mother.
"I'm gonna have to go take a shower now!" Seth groaned as he pulled away from the hug.
"You go do that, I'm gonna go to the kitchen where the Nana is going to tell me what 'an easy, Newpsie whore' I am!" Kirsten said, quoting what Sophie had said the first time she had met Kirsten. Of course Sophie hadn't said it to her face, or to Sandy's, Kirsten had over heard her telling a co-worker about her son's new girlfriend on the phone.
"If the shoe fits!" Seth smirked. Kirsten glared at her son for a moment then smiled, deciding she could let him get away with that one little jab. Kirsten smiled at her son for a moment longer then headed to the kitchen, preparing for the Nana and every snide remark she would probably have to make. Kirsten was already dreading beginning to dread the second day of Chrismukkah and she had only been awake for such a short amount of time. If being caught having sex in the living room with her husband then humiliated in front of the entire house full of people that they were entertaining for the holidays could happen in such a short amount of time then what could happen in the next twenty hours? Kirsten shuddered at the mere thought, unaware of just how much could happen in less than a day's time. The second day of Chrismukkah might just prove to be the worst day of her life yet.