Chapter 3

Disclaimer: hey y'all! Just to tell you that the mystery maniac will not return for about 3 to 5 chapters – but thanks for all the reviews I appreciate them so much! But these next chapters will just be about Ryan and Marissa's relationship and will have a couple of surprises in store for them that will lead them back to Newport! And the family's reaction will come in this chapter.

They had arrived at JFK.

And took their bags and walked out of the airport, Ryan calling for a cab, but getting no answer.

'What are we going to do now Riss?'

'I don't know – get a job, rent out a place?'

'With what money Marissa! And what job we just got off a plane! Money doesn't grow on trees!'

'Ryan we'll survive it's not like we're going to die here or something!'

Marissa almost swallowed her words when a man came by and walked right into her making her stumble a bit.

Ryan smiled smugly.

'Ryan! Ryan!' Kirsten called out. 'Ryan. The pizzas here, I hope you don't mind but instead of getting pepperoni, I got extra cheese.'

No answer.

'Ryan!'

No answer.

'Seth!'

'Yes my mother the peroxide wasp?' Seth called out sarcastically.

'Seth I'm not a wasp! Have you seen Ryan around?

'Nope, Summer have you seen Ryan?'

'No – I haven't seen Marissa either.'

'Right one minute – I'm going to call Sandy ask him if he's seen Ryan – or Marissa for this matter.' Kirsten called out.

'See Ryan waitress wanted.' Marissa said pointing to a sign that was on a café window.

'Are you saying that I'm a waitress?' Ryan joked

'No it's for me dumb ass!' Marissa playfully pushed him. ' You can get a job in construction or something - .'

'Yeah…that sounds good.' Ryan said honestly smiling at Marissa's idea.

'I love you Riss.' Ryan smiled truthfully showing off his teeth.

'I love you too baby.'

'Seth your dad hasn't seen Ryan either' Kirsten told Seth and Summer.

'What about Marissa?' Summer spoke up.

'Nothing.' Kirsten shrugged.

'Have you checked his wardrobes – too see if he took any of his clothes or something?' Summer asked.

'Yeah Summer, because you know how much wear that you can get out of a wife beater.' Seth said sarcastically.

'Cohen this is no time for your so called comedy!' Summer spat out.

'Summer's right Seth, this is no time for jokes, now come on!'

'To the poolhouse!' Seth called.

'I got it!' Marissa screeched out.

'Got what babe?' Ryan asked.

'The waitress job at you know that café – Joey's.'

'Hey that's great Riss!'

'I know it's not a lot but you know it's – it's something – it's a start.' Marissa said.

'I've got good news as well…' Ryan smiled.

'What?' Marissa asked playfully.

'…well my uncle – my rich uncle, phoned me this morning for like the first time ever and asked me where I was – and when I told him we were in New York he said we could use his apartment while he's in Australia.'

'Oh my god Ryan! That's fantastic! Hold on your uncle – he won't tell anyone in your family where we are would he?'

'Are you kidding' Ryan smiled. 'When he found out his brother – that's my dad by the way – well anyway when he found out that he was in jail he left the family and told nobody where he went.' Ryan hugged Marissa.

'See I told you we wouldn't die here!' Marissa joked.