A.N - Hey again, hope you enjoyed my update, I know you waited a long time!

So sorry, I forgot to mention :- Thanks to 'carrymearound' for an idea in the last chapter. Thanks to you.

Disclaimer - If I owned The O.C. do you think I'd be writing this?

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Seth and Summer awoke early and the worst thing on Summer's mind was food. They quietly hurried to the kitchen, considered their choices and decided on bagels, cereal and pancakes for Seth but double that for Summer!

As they began pouring juice, spreading cream cheese on bagels, etc they were joined by a yawning Ryan and Marissa. Marissa was stretching lazily, pulling down the bottom of Ryan's wife-beater that she had on.

"Oh hey Sum!" She cried, pulling her once-petite best friend into a large hug. "Hey Seth." She nodded in his direction.

Seth walked over to his brother/best friend and began to ramble about something, while Ryan's eyes just seemed to glaze over.

"Hey!" Summer snapped, grabbing a few plates. "Seth/Ryan time later. Breakfast now!"

"Yes Ma'am!" Seth called, standing at attention, and quickly stopping after just one look from Summer.

"Hey man," Seth turned to Ryan. "She better not be taking lessons off of you, with all the portraying of feelings in a look. Believe me the looks ain't pretty!"

Marissa and Ryan shared a knowing look, both thinking the same thing. That Seth and Summer were perfect for each other - that and they already acted like a married couple.

Moments later everyone was seated at the dining table, a feast lying out before them and disappearing fast!

"So Sum, have you thought about what you're gonna call little Cohen?"

Summer gave Seth a meaningful glance, referring to their discussion last night, which had ended up with Seth on the floor.

"No, we have no clue! We haven't really done that much of a search yet anyway."

"But Kirsten tells me it's a boy!"

Seth gave a proud look, smiling at his glowing girlfriend in a way that only fathers, or fathers-to-be did.

"Yea, that's great." Ryan added, smiling slyly. " I guess you've got a water polo captain in the making!" With that everyone except for Seth burst out laughing, Marissa choking slightly on her bagel.

"That's so funny." Seth countered. "We don't need you to buying baby's first Speedo as a gift."

Summer was about to comment when Sandy and Kirsten entered, Sandy immediately heading for the last sesame bagel.

"Hey everyone!" They greeted, seating themselves in the empty seats.

"What are your plans for today?" Kirsten asked, to no-one in particular.

Summer was again about to answer but was interrupted by Marissa who piped in first.

"Ryan and I were thinking that we would all go out. Cause, y'know Summer and Seth have basically been baby on the brain lately, and haven't had much time to relax." She smiled at the table, hoping to get an enthusiastic response. When no-one spoke she continued, "So, balboa bars, the beach, maybe a movie or something?" This time she got the response she'd hoped for.

"Great!" Summer jumped immediately out of her seat, grabbing Seth's arm, forcing him up too. He happily obeyed as usual and did no protesting. "Let's go get ready Cohen, no time to lose!" And with that, Seth and Summer disappeared upstairs.

"She really needs to get out more." Was all Ryan could say.

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Marissa and Summer sat on a bench overlooking the beach while their other halves went to fetch them balboa bars as they'd been ordered to.

Marissa looked at Summer with admiration, after all she'd been through, and was going through - she was still the same Summer who had been there for her when she'd gotten her first crush, gotten her heart broken by Luke and when she and Ryan had broken up for the first time. Always strong, always there and always a survivor. Even though she would soon be bringing a baby into the world, it was as if nothing could bring her down.

"What about Kelton?" Marissa asked.

"What?" Summer asked, snapping out of her daydream

"Kelton. For a baby name?" She repeated.

"Yeah, that's unique. I don't want anything common. Kelton, that's good. Anything else?"

"David? Or Jacob?" She waited for an approval nod from Summer. "Or even David Jacob. Then you can call him D.J!"

"Cool, you're already thinking of nicknames Coop!"

"Lucas?" She tried again.

"Aww, that's cute!" Summer exclaimed. "You are so much more helpful than Cohen!"

"How?" Marissa enquired with a curious face.

"Believe me you don't want to know."

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Soon their faithful boys came back, with balboa bars as promised. As they began walking along the pier, munching on their snacks, it started to feel like old times, for Summer especially. When the worst of their problems was breaking a nail, bad accessorising or having a fight with their boyfriend. She was about to bring up the thought of college when she decided against it. She'd just enjoy tonight, with her friends, like old times.

They'd already seen a movie, went for lunch to the Crab Shack like they used to, hung out on the beach, hit some stores and gotten pizza slices from a nearby vendor. With a yawn from Summer, everyone started to worry.

"God Summer, all this could be bad for the baby. You've been on your feet all day. We should get you home." Marissa told her.

"Summer replied with, "Yeah, and I've been on my ass every other day!"

"You look tired, you should get some rest honey." Seth told her, letting her snuggle into his arms.

"You guys!" Summer said, "Just because I'm pregnant, not dying!" She bit a large chunk out of her balboa bar and in mere moments it was finished.

Everyone just gave her a look, meaning there was nothing she could do to convince them she was ok. She was pregnant, which unfortunately for Summer meant home.

Soon they were climbing into the Range Rover and on their way back to the Cohen's, Ryan driving and Marissa in the passenger seat.

"Cohen." Summer whined. "My feet hurt."

"Marissa warned you, being on your feet is not good. You have to accept that your pregnancy means being on your ass a lot!"

"Yeah, and I feel like a cow, or an elephant even."

"Hmm, you like one too!" Seth joked, apologising immediately.

He picked up one of Summer's slightly swollen feet, and pulled off her sandal. Then he began to massage her foot gently, dragging his thumbs from her toes to her heels.

She squirmed as he did this, laughing aloud. "Cohen! That tickles." She whispered so quietly so that only he could hear. As they stopped at a traffic light she shouted, "You have to do it harder!"

That got Ryan and Marissa's attention, so they turned around to find Summer with her leg up in the air and Seth in an awkward position, trying to get comfortable massaging her feet.

Both Ryan and Marissa sighed loudly. "Good. That sounded, um.."

"Uh-huh, got it." Interrupted Seth, as both he Summer erupted in a fit of giggles. For the rest of the journey home Summer could relax as Seth worked on her feet, relieving them of the weight they had been accustomed to holding up as of late.

Sooner than Summer had hoped, they arrived at their destination. The Cohen's luxurious home. As they filed in the door, all of them giggling about something Seth had done that day, they came to an abrupt stop.

Neil Roberts was standing in the living room, while Sandy and Kirsten anxiously waited as they had been for the past hour. They didn't think Summer would want to see her father after what he'd done to her but there was nothing they could do.

Summer grabbed a tight hold of Seth's hand as Ryan and Marissa disappeared into the pool house to give them some privacy.

As Summer walked nervously but confidently towards her father, the man who had told her to give up her baby,. Seth never let go of her hand and Summer was comforted by the fact that she knew he wouldn't.

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Hey! So, what would you like to see happening with Neil Roberts? I'd love to know what my reader's would like because I'm happy to write whatever. Majority rules!

And thanks a lot to - Dogsbody, SUMMERAN1 and June.Louise - For giving me name ideas for this chapter!

Hope you enjoyed!

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