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This chapter won't involve a lot of Seth/Summer fluff or anything but hopefully you'll like it anyways.

A Heart's Desire

What if's

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"Summer, are you pregnant?"

Seth's question left Summer speechless. She wasn't pregnant, or was she? Could she be?

They had decided to wait, not to have children for at least a few more years. They wanted time together just the two of them. They wanted to enjoy that time and have a child when they were ready.

But as she thought about it, it made sense. She wasn't an expert in pregnancies but she had been throwing up a lot and she couldn't remember when her last period was. She'd never had regular periods and therefore she seldom knew exactly when it would come. But it had been a while ago.

Summer met Seth's eyes and saw the fear in them. She figured that she looked pretty much the same because she was terrified. She wasn't ready to have a baby. She hadn't even started thinking of babies, at least not of having one now. She was too young and it was too early.

"Would that be a bad thing?" she finally spoke with a voice uncertain and low. Summer looked pleadingly into Seth's dark eyes, a feeling of disappointment filling her as he didn't say anything. That could only mean one thing; his silence could only mean one thing.

He didn't want to have a baby.

Summer wasn't ready either and she could definitely not deal with this right now. She needed to get out, she needed to think. Without saying another word Summer rushed to the foyer, grabbed her purse and walked out. Seth still stood like frozen in the bathroom but as he heard the front door slam shut he ran there. "Summer!"

She had already disappeared though. Seth sighed and walked back to the sofa and sat down, his head in his hands.

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Sandy and Kirsten sat in the living room coach having some tee and talking about the day. It was already dark outside and the house was quiet since only the two of them lived there now; Ryan was living in L.A. and Seth was living a few miles away with Summer.

"This house is so quiet nowadays." Kirsten said looking around. Everything in this house was so neat and it still looked pretty much the same from when the boys had been living at home. Each part of this house had some memory attached to it and therefore she could never even think of moving even though the house was a lot bigger than she and Sandy needed it to be.

"Yeah, it is. It's kind of weird that kids can make a house so living." Sandy agreed and looked at a photograph; Chrismukkah 2006. That had been the best Chrismukkah for them all. It had also been the last one with Ryan and Seth in the house.

"Maybe we should invite them all over soon." Kirsten thought out load. Sandy nodded and was about to say something when the doorbell rang.

"I'll get it." Sandy said and walked towards the door. Kirsten stayed in the sofa but turned her head to see who it was on the door.

As Sandy opened the door someone wrapped two small arms around his waist and sobbed into his chest. "Summer?" he said in surprise though placing his arms around her and letting her cry. He looked pleadingly at Kirsten, who rose to help him.

"Sweetie, what's wrong? Has something happened with Seth?" she tried as Sandy still had their son's wife attached to him. Summer didn't reply, she just kept crying digging her head into Sandy's shirt.

"Sandy, let's go to sit down." Kirsten helped her husband to walk a devastated Summer to the sofa where they sat her down in between them both. Summer wiped her eyes and pulled herself together.

"Summer, tell us what happened." Kirsten said and stroked Summer's hair back, trying her best to calm her daughter in law down.

"Seth asked me if I'm pregnant." Summer carefully started. "And I asked him if that would be so bad. He didn't answer." Summer said, not crying anymore.

The only thing she was feeling was sadness. What if she was pregnant and Seth didn't want to have a baby? She couldn't have an abortion; she could never kill her baby. But she loved Seth so much and she wanted to be with him and what if her having a baby would change that. Maybe he wouldn't want to be with her anymore.

"Are you pregnant Summer?" Sandy suddenly asked as they'd all been quiet for a while.

"I don't know." Summer whispered. "Maybe. Can I stay here tonight?"

"Of course, sweetie. Though maybe we should call Seth and let him know that you're okay. He doesn't know where you are, does he?"

"No."

"I'll let him know that you're here then." Sandy said and Summer nodded thankfully. As much as she didn't want to talk to Seth at the moment, she at least wanted him to not worry about her. Because she knew that he would; he always worried about her.

"Come on, Summer. We'll make bed in the guest room for you." Kirsten started to lead Summer towards the stairs while Sandy dialled Seth's number.

"Seth? It's me." Sandy said as soon as Seth picked the phone up.

"Dad?"

"Yes. How are you, son?" Sandy started. He decided to take things easy. He couldn't just say 'Hey son, just wanted to let you know that your devastated wife's here.' No, that would not work.

Sandy heard Seth sigh and he figured that he just sat down; he always did that when something was wrong. Sighing and sinking into the cushions. "To tell you the truth dad, not so well."

"No?"

"Summer just had some news. She left and I don't know where."

"She's here, Seth. She came here a few minutes ago."

"She's at your house." Seth stated, sounding relieved. "Is she alright?"

"Yeah, just a little upset. She told us what happened."

"Yeah? God, dad. I don't know what to do."

"It'll be okay, son. Now tell me what happened. Through your perspective."

Sandy could hear Seth preparing for an explanation. "She was throwing up and it was not the first time this week and I asked her if she's pregnant. I mean, as much as I don't know anything about pregnancies she's been showing a lot of what you'd call symptoms." Seth said while Sandy listened carefully.

"What did she say?"

"Nothing! She must have seen that I was totally surprised so she asked if that would be something bad and then she just ran out. She's pregnant, dad. Otherwise she would have told me that she isn't and she would still be here. Did she say anything to you?"

"Seth, it's not my right to tell you what she's said to us. Summer should be the one telling you, whatever it is. She's staying here tonight, though."

"What if she actually is pregnant." Seth said out load and Sandy knew that what was going on in his son's head was a lot. "But she can't be. We use birth control. She's not pregnant." Seth said the last part with a smile on his lips. God, he was so relieved.

"Seth, I think that you should sleep on it. You can talk to Summer in the morning, okay?" Sandy quickly said. He didn't wanna hear that his son was relieved. What if Summer was pregnant and Seth didn't want to have a baby? He couldn't listen to it anymore; he didn't want to and he was positive that something was soon going to come out of his mouth. Something about what Summer had said or about how birth control wasn't always one hundred percent safe.

"You don't think that she wants to talk to me?"

"No, I think that she's tired and both of you need some sleep."

"Okay, but if she's still awake, could you tell her that I love her and I'll call her tomorrow?"

"Sure, Seth. I'll tell her that."

"Bye then."

"Bye." Sandy sighed and made his way upstairs to do what he'd promised Seth. He couldn't understand why Seth didn't want a baby. He was old enough and he sure had the money. And he and Summer wasn't gonna divorce any time soon.

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"Thank God." Seth said out load as he put the phone on the table. He was so relieved.

Sure, he wanted kids one day and he was positive that he wanted Summer to be the mother, but now was not the right time at all. They'd only been married for about a year. They needed more time together.

Summer and he were going to spend the rest of their lives together and they had plenty of time for children later. Seth had never been someone believing that getting kids after thirty was weird. It wasn't weird at all; it was the perfect age of getting a baby. At thirty you had lived a little and you'd been selfish and you'd got yourself a lot of experience.

At thirty you were emotionally and financially ready to have a child. Not at twenty-five.

With that thought in mind and being sure that his wife wasn't pregnant he walked to the bedroom and lay down. He wondered what Summer was doing at the same moment; maybe she was laying like this too and thinking of him.

Seth couldn't help but wonder why she'd got so upset if she wasn't pregnant. Maybe she thought that he didn't want to have kids with her. But he did; he wanted to have a family with her more than anything. He would tell her that. He would tell her about the dream he had about first having a mini Summer and then have a mini Seth. Their kids would be really cute.

As Seth thought more closely of Summer's reaction, he also wondered what was wrong with her. If she wasn't pregnant why was she acting as if she was? Maybe something was seriously wrong with her; maybe she was sick.

That thought scared Seth. She had to be alright. It was just the flu or something, right? It wasn't anything dangerous; it couldn't be.

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Summer lay tucked in, the sheets tightly wrapped around her small body, in the guest room. Kirsten had made sure that she had everything she needed.

She couldn't sleep though; no matter how nice the bed was and no matter how comfortable she felt. Summer had always thought that the Cohen house was so homey and se always felt so safe in it. Kirsten and Sandy were those kinds of people that were always so easy to be around and they always made Summer feel welcome. She loved them very much.

Summer placed her hands on the sheet over her stomach. What if she was pregnant? What if there was a life in there? It didn't feel like it was, everything felt normal. It didn't look like it either. Her belly looked like it always did. She couldn't be pregnant. When would that had happened? She always used birth control, always.

She thought about how Seth had looked like in the bathroom; he had looked terrified. He didn't want her to be pregnant; he wanted to wait. Summer wanted that too, at least a little longer. And she would never trap Seth and skip the birth control. She wanted to have a baby whenever he was ready. It was as much his decision as hers. Just because she was the woman and she had the power to control it all she wouldn't do anything without his agreement.

A child was a big deal, a huge deal. It was a life and to take responsible for another person might just be the scariest and most hard thing to do. You had to be ready and Summer wasn't ready yet and she knew that Seth wasn't either. She knew that he wanted to wait; she knew that he wanted to wait until they were around thirty. Summer didn't really want to wait that long, but she figured that around thirty could mean twenty-eight or twenty-nine. But she was positive that around thirty wasn't the same thing as twenty-five.

She knew that she would have to wait for a coupled of years until she could have a baby Cohen in her arms. A perfect baby Cohen.

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So, that was chapter ten. What did you guys think?

I know that some of you don't want Summer to be pregnant and that wasn't really my intention when I first started to write this story. But read on and find out what happens. I hope that you're not too disappointed.

Suggestions are always welcome as you all know. I could also use some help with 'When you say nothing at all' and 'Life Continues'. I'm grateful for all suggestions.

I know that it's way too early for baby names but I would like suggestions. I like names so it would be fun to know what you think. Also, I would like to know if you guys want to see them actually have the baby or if you want to see more of the pregnancy. Maybe you don't want her to be pregnant at all, lose the baby or something?

Tell me your thoughts!

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