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A Heart's Desire

Maybe I was wrong, and maybe we can fix this

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"Hello!" Seth called as he went inside of what had once been his house. He had never bothered to use the doorbell since it just felt strange. Even though Seth didn't live there any more and hadn't for several years, the house was still his home and would always be.

After not hearing any reply he made his way over to the kitchen where the folks always used to be, almost in a speed of running. He'd been awake since five since and had been waiting to come here for several hours.

"Ow!" Summer yelled as someone collided with her. She'd gotten a bony shoulder into her nose and it hurt, it really hurt.

Seth caressed his shoulder and made sure if wasn't hurt before he saw that what he had run into wasn't a wall or something. It was Summer.

Noticing Summer's pain as she covered her face in her hands and cursed, Seth panicked. "I'm so sorry. Where does it hurt?" He tried to see her face though she kept her hands covering it.

"Watch where you're going, Cohen!" Summer yelled and finally replaced her hands, still holding her nose though which was bleeding heavily.

"Oh, my God!" Seth said to himself and quickly gave her a tissue. He then watered another one and tried to hold it against her nose although she pushed his hands away. Seth sighed but feeling the responsible of taking care of her, he led her to a chair. "Summer, you should sit down. Hold you head back a little."

Summer did as she was told. She had to because it was hurting and bleeding and she just wanted it to stop. She let him lead her to the chair and take care of her hurting nose. After some time of Seth's nursing it stopped bleeding and the pain slightly started to go away. Summer was about to get up from the chair and continue with what she had been doing before her blockhead to husband had ran into her, though Seth pulled her into the chair again.

"What are you doing?" Summer asked, obviously mad at him.

Seth tried to be as calm as possible as he held the used tissues in his hands. "You shouldn't move. It can start bleeding again." Summer just glared at him. As she didn't move nor say anything and Seth realised that she wasn't going to he said what he'd wanted to since she left the night before. "Sum, you're not pregnant, are you? I mean you can't be. We use birth control, right?"

"Of course we do." Summer snapped, stubbornly remaining in the chair with her arms crossed over her chest.

Seth nervously uttered the next words, not wanting Summer to see how relieved he really was having it confirmed. "Then you're not pregnant." his lips forming a tiny smile but Summer still saw it.

"Well, that's good. Are you happy now?" Summer said a little nonchalantly. Seth could see that she was upset but he was still confused on why.

"What do you mean?"

Summer sighed and spoke slowly. "Aren't you relieved?"

Seth thought for a moment before he answered. "Well, yeah. We're not ready to have a baby yet."

"I guess." Summer said quietly, looking down. Seth noticed the sudden sadness and instantly got worried.

"Is there something you're not telling me, Sum?"

"What would that be?"

"I don't know. I'm asking you." Seth said, a little gentler.

As her eyes started to gleam Seth definitely knew that there was something. "Maybe there is."

Seth sat further out on his chair so that he was closer to her and reached for her hand. He saw that there was something she was keeping to herself and to judge by her behaviour and the fact that he knew her so well; she didn't want to keep it to herself. She needed to get it off of her chest. "You can tell me."

"Tell you what? You'll just freak out even more."

Stroking her hand that she had not yet pulled away from him, he tried to be as gentle as he possible could. He didn't want to fight anymore. They'd done that too much lately. "Summer, of course I freaked out. I thought that you were pregnant." he carefully told her.

"Well, don't you think that I freaked out too? My husband was terrified when he thought that I was pregnant." Seth opened his mouth to protest but as he realised that it was true and that she probably needed to yell at him, he closed it again and let her continue. "Do you even know how that feels? You don't want to have a baby with me. What would you have done if I told you that I was? Huh? Would you have left? You wouldn't even have cared." Summer continued her outburst and Seth sat astonished trying to figure out what she was saying. "Do you know how scary it is to think that you have something inside of you and know that your husband doesn't want you any more?" Summer yelled and her eyes brimmed with tears. She wasn't crying though, she couldn't bear to let herself cry in front of him.

As Seth was about to open his mouth she abruptly stood up and started to walk away. Before though she turned around and said: "Just so you know, I might be." she paused and took a deep breath. "Pregnant."

She then disappeared, leaving Seth in the kitchen.

What had just happened? Had she yelled at him and accused him for not wanting her if she was pregnant? For not caring about her? That was bullshit. Seth had never in his life heard something as stupid. It was true that he had panicked about her being pregnant and he didn't really want her to be at the moment. But if she was he would never, ever leave. He would stay.

He loved her to death and he couldn't believe that she didn't know that. At this point she had to know that he always, always wanted to be with her and that was all that mattered.

Seth gasped as he remembered what she'd said just before she walked out of the kitchen. She might be pregnant. She might be pregnant. Summer might be pregnant!

"Oh, my God." Seth said out load as he realised what a jerk he'd been. He'd practically told her that he didn't want a baby and she might already be pregnant. He never seemed to do the right things when it really counted. He was Seth Cohen, the master of making mistakes.

"Seth, you're here already. We were hoping that we would be back before you came. Sandy and I have been at the store." Kirsten said and interrupted Seth with his thinking as she walked into the kitchen with two bags full of groceries.

"I can see that, mom." he said while starting to help her with the groceries.

"What's wrong?" Kirsten asked as she could sense her son's sadness. And he was quiet, too quiet. "Oh, have you talked to Summer?"

Seth sighed and answered with lack of enthusiasm. "Yeah,"

"It didn't go very well, did it?" Kirsten smiled sadly, showing her sympathy. It always hurt to see her son's marriage rocky. She had never doubted that Summer and Seth would work it out though because she knew that if two people loved each other they could make it work, whatever the problem was.

This wasn't just a small thing. It might be a baby involved and even if it wasn't, Seth and Summer had to talk about this baby issue.

"Where is she?"

"I think she went upstairs. She's probably in bed, crying." Seth told his mother with an obvious pain in his voice. "I'm an asshole."

"I'm sorry, honey. Maybe she just needs some more time."

"Maybe. Do you think that she is?"

"Pregnant? I don't know. It's possible Seth and when a woman is pregnant she's very emotional. You can't-"

"I know. But I didn't know and now I do realise that I should have acted differently. I practically told her that I don't want a baby, mom. Could I do more wrong?"

"Oh, Seth. You didn't mean it, did you?"

"I don't know. I want one eventually. But if she is pregnant I wouldn't leave her."

"I know and she does too."

"No, she doesn't! She just yelled at me and accused for not caring and not wanting her anymore."

"Oh, no. She's wrong. Right?"

"Yes! Of course she's wrong. How can you even think-"

"Seth, I'm sorry. I just wanted to make sure. I know how much you love her."

"Good." Seth said and moved to the refrigerator.

"What are you doing?" Kirsten asked as Seth pulled out a bunch of stuff that they'd just put in there.

"I'm making breakfast. For Summer." Seth said while he prepared a brick with lots of stuff on it. "She was about to eat breakfast when I got her nosebleed."

"What! You got her nosebleed?"

"Yeah,"

"You didn't punch her, did you?" Kirsten asked in disbelief. Seth had never been the violent one.

"No. It was an accident. Can you give me a cup?"

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Seth slowly emerged outside the guestroom, carrying the brick in his hands. As he was about to knock he realised that he wasn't going to be able to hold the brick and knock at the same time so he awkwardly pushed the door with his elbow as he balanced the brick.

He heard a 'come in' and managed to open the door without dropping the brick with food. Summer sat on the bed with her legs close to her body just looking vulnerable. She didn't look angry, only sad.

"Hi," she quietly said and managed to give her husband a smile.

Seth placed the brick of food next to her on the bed and carefully sat down as well. "Hi. I made you breakfast since it's sort of my fault that you went up here hungry." Seth said in a hurry, being so nervous and so anxious to fix what he'd done.

"Thanks," Summer said, not being able to hold that smile. He looked so adorable and she was really hungry. He'd got her all her favourites.

As Seth watched her start to eat he couldn't help but smile either. She was still in a gown and she had no make up. Yet she looked so beautiful. He wanted to be with her always and always.

Inhaling deeply, as to prepare himself for his second effort to try to make it up to her, he began to speak. "Summer, I'm sorry for being such a jerk." Seth began a little uncertain, not wanting to upset her all over again. "Those things you said? Do you really believe that?"

"Seth," Summer started in a apologetically voice but was quickly interrupted.

"You don't have to answer that. Just know that I want to have a baby with you. I really do. I have this whole picture in my head of us having a family. Believe me, there's nothing I want as much as a family with you Summer. I want to be with you forever." Seth finished, hoping that she had actually heard the things he'd just said. He'd spoken in a pretty fast speed but Summer was used to his rambling and his nervousness.

"Cohen," Summer said in awe. "I was so scared that you didn't want to-" she started but burst into tears before ending the sentense. Seth naturally took her in his arms and held her tightly against him as she cried.

He stroked her hair and felt her tears soak his shirt. "I love you so much, Summer. And I won't leave you, not ever."

Still sniffling, Summer lifted her head from the spot she'd been burying it in Seth's chest and looked up at him. "I love you." She then lay down again, placing her hands on his chest and kissing the middle of it. "And I'm sorry." she whispered.

Seth was about to pull her up and talk some sense into her. She had done nothing wrong. He was the one having screwed up. But not wanting to let her go, he resisted. He kept a tight hold of her and kissed her hair before saying in a low voice "Sum, I'm the one who's sorry. You've done nothing wrong. Okay?"

Summer smiled and loved to feel all relaxed as she laid leaning onto him with his arms round her.

"What if I am pregnant, Seth?"

"Then we'll deal with it. Together."

Seth had probably no idea of how much that last word actually meant to her. She felt as if a huge weight had been lifted off her shoulders. Everything would be okay because they would make it okay together. "I love you." Summer whispered into his chest and closed her eyes.

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I had a hard time writing this chapter but it might have been my lack of inspiration lately. I also, didn't want Seth to always appear as the bad guy in their relationship.

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