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This chapter took me forever to write. I've had this planned for several months, so even if it seems very unplanned it isn't.

A Heart's Desire

What's happening?

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"So, Cohen. Is this what you like so much about the water?"

Seth looked out at the lake and nodded. "Yeah, it is." Everything was still and quiet and the nature around were amazing.

"Well, I get it."

"You do?" Seth asked and turned to look at her where she sat. Summer had never been an ocean person or a boat person either.

She nodded. "Yeah. I love it." she said sincerely and gazed out over the surroundings. "We should go here more often."

"Yeah?" Seth asked happily. "You'd want that?"

"I would."

"Great." Seth smiled. He knew that she would find this place better than the ocean where the wind was stronger but he'd never expected her to love it.

"But," Summer started. "We should head back. I really have to pee."

Seth laughed as he saw the apologetically look on her face. "Sure, babe. If you have to pee..."

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Seth dialled the number for the third time, hoping to finally get some answer. All he heard was empty tones in his ear though. Ryan wasn't picking up.

He needed to tell someone, he needed to talk.

Standing on the beach, just where the boat was and most importantly alone, he was hoping to get this awful feeling out. He couldn't face Summer and not want to slap himself. He was that horrible.

How could he complain at things when he had everything perfect? His life was just as he'd dreamt of it to be like and he knew deep down that this was what he wanted. Therefore he couldn't understand where this was coming from. Couldn't he just be happy about how great things were and enjoy this time together with Summer, his beautiful wife?

The answer was no. Being Seth Cohen and everything that came with it, it was impossible not to screw things up just when everything was perfect and he should do everything in his power to keep things that way.

Seth had, from the moment Summer walked into his life, needed someone to talk to. The first couple of years Captain Oats had been the listener but as Ryan came along Seth had realised that Oats wasn't much of an advice giver. Captain Oats was great talking to about how gorgeous Summer was or how much he loved her. But when it came to the action and to compensate his mistakes, he needed a real person. And since his problems always included Summer and something he'd done wrong, someone else was needed.

Someone like Ryan Atwood.

And now, he wasn't answering his phone. Just when Seth needed him the most.

Seth had told Summer that he'd take a walk while she took a nap. He hated to lie and he hated not being able to talk her. Especially as she knew that there was something he wasn't telling her.

He knew that he couldn't go back there just yet. So, he settled down on the bridge and again dialled Ryan's number.

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"Cohen?"

Summer had woken up by the sound of the wind blowing outside. It was getting dark and she could hear the rain against the windows.

"Seth? Why didn't you wake me up?"

She walked into the living room and was immediately met by the cool air. The window was open and the rain was pouring inside. Where the hell was he?

Quickly closing the window and making her way into the kitchen, Summer was surprised to find it empty as well. "Come on, Cohen. Now's not the time."

As she got no reply Summer started to worry. "Where the hell are you?" she almost yelled into the house and jumped as she heard the thunder outside. She hated storms.

And where had it come from? It had been a sunny day with no sign of any clouds on the sky. She figured that she must have slept for a while.

Seth knew how much she hated weather like this and he knew that what she hated more was being alone while storming outside. "Cohen. This isn't funny." she said in a lot weaker voice, talking out loud as to make things better, almost as if she was pretending that he stood right next to her.

Where had he gone? He couldn't be outside in this weather. Right before she fell asleep he'd told her that he wouldn't be long. And Seth wasn't a fan of storms either, at least not being in the middle of it. Who was?

This wasn't like him. He never went somewhere without telling her and he certainly didn't leave her alone at a time like this.

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What was this noise? And why was he wet?

Seth opened his eyes and realised that he still was in the boat, where he'd lied down to think. He must have fallen asleep.

Opening the roof Seth was met by what seemed to be an entire river. The rain was pouring down from the black sky.

"Shit!" Seth quickly got up as he remembered Summer. He must have been out here for hours. "She's gonna kill me."

He jogged the way up to the house and was, if it was possible, even more wet as he got to the door.

"Summer!" he yelled into the house, not caring that he probably was creating pools of water on the floor. "Sum!"

Figuring she would be in the bedroom Seth made his way there. He was right.

Summer was sitting on the bed, holding the sheets up to her chin. "Where the hell were you?"

"God, Summer. I am so sorry." Seth apologized and walked over to her. "I fell asleep in the boat."

"I woke up and you weren't here." Seth just nodded and looked into her tearful eyes. He was about to say something or do something when she pushed him away. "You're soaking. Go change your clothes."

Seth realised that he was freezing and probably getting sick by staying in those clothes so he followed her orders. "I'll be right back."

As Seth was gone Summer leaned back against the pillows with a loud sigh. She was glad that Seth was back; she'd been so worried and scared for him that her stomach had started to hurt.

Summer was so concentrated in listening to the storm outside that she didn't notice Seth entering the room again. Not until he sat down beside her. "You okay?"

She nodded. "Yeah, but I really don't like this."

"I know, baby. I'm here though, and nothing's going to happen to you." Seth told her and kissed her temple, bringing her into his arms glad that she wasn't freaking out on him.

"Where were you?"

Seth thought about what he should tell her but decided to just say the truth. "I was down in the boat."

"Why?"

"Because I needed to think and you know that I like the water. It makes everything clearer, usually."

Summer made an 'okay' sound and nodded. "So, did it work?"

"I feel better now."

Summer snuggled closer to him as the thunder outside was getting worse. "I'm glad."

Seth replied by placing a lingering kiss on top of her head.

"Do you think we should go out to the car?" Summer asked, looking her most innocent.

Seth would normally laugh but knowing how much Summer hated storms he didn't. "I think we're safe in here."

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Seth woke up by the sound of Summer tossing and turning. He quickly leaned over on his side to see Summer's back turned against him. "Honey, what's wrong?" Seth gently asked and tucked some of her hair behind one ear. "Are you alright?"

Summer had made a tiny moan sound and was squeezing her eyes shut. "No," she whispered, almost not able to be heard as a sob escaped at the very same moment.

"Summer? Everything's okay. The weather's not gonna kill you." Seth knew that this probably was because of her fear of storm and therefore hugged her close to his body, in hope to make her feel safe.

"It's not the storm, Seth." Summer cried.

"What do you mean?"

"I'm not okay."

Seth frowned, being terribly confused. "What's wrong then?" he asked, worried about what was causing the tears.

Sniffling a little, Summer turned over and met Seth's eyes with her teary ones. "It's my stomach. It hurts."

"What?" Seth gasped as if he didn't believe her. But then he got really worried and tried to talk to her in a more gently tone. "Where does it hurt, sweetie?"

"In here." Summer whispered as her hands rested on her lower stomach.

Being over protective by nature when it came to Summer, Seth quickly decided that staying here wasn't an option. He had no idea how serious it was or anything but just to be safe he knew where they had to go. "We have to go to the hospital then."

Summer shook her head as she tried not to show her pain. Therefore she smiled at him, in hope to reassure him that she was fine. There was just no way she'd want to go out in this weather. " Seth, it's probably nothing. It feels like a normal stomach ache, just a little bit worse."

She wasn't sure that Seth would buy her act but he seemed to get it as he told her okay and gently started to rub her stomach.

Summer couldn't hold back a moan after a few seconds though. She pushed Seth's hands away and rolled into a fetal position. "Okay, Sum. This is not a regular stomach ache and we do not want to risk anything." Seth told her very determined; he couldn't let her stay here when she was in this much pain.

Seth was right, she knew that. But something with all this was so scary that even going to the hospital couldn't make things better. So, she nodded a little uncertain and was able to smile as he placed a thankful kiss on her nose.

"I'll go start the car. Will you be okay for a while?"

"Of course. I'll pack a few things." Summer told him, but then realised that she wouldn't be able to do that. She'd much rather stay in the bed. Just the thought of stepping up made the pain ten times worse.

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"Um, Summer?" Seth started a little uncertain.

She was still in bed and was by now in a lot more pain, having her eyes squeezed shut and her fists attached to the sheet. "What?" she asked and you could tell that she didn't want to talk. It was as if she was forcing the word to come out.

"The car won't start." Summer opened her eyes with a flash. "But, everything's gonna be just fine. We'll call an ambulance instead. It would take longer for us with the car anyway."

"Then call!" Summer almost yelled and made Seth realise, if he hadn't already, that this was serious.

Stuttering slightly Seth spoke. "Okay, let me just get my phone."

"You have to call someone, Seth. What if something happens to the baby?" Summer said, worried. She was by now not at all worried about the weather; she knew that there was no way that she would be a stubborn little child when this could be about her child.

"It's gonna be okay, sweetie. But I'll call." Seth told her, trying to be as calm as possible.

"Call then Seth!" Summer screamed as she felt the pain get too much for her.

Seth looked like he wanted to cry. "I can't."

"Of course you can." she snapped, angry that he couldn't do something fast.

Seth felt horrible. He knew that he wasn't doing so well but he wasn't good with these kinds of things. "I forgot the phone in the boat."

Summer frowned and met his eyes with a look that almost killed him right there. "You're such an idiot! I told you we should have brought mine as well."

He knew that she was frustrated because of her pain; she always got angry at him when she needed him to do something and he couldn't manage to do it fast enough. Her patience wasn't the best. "I know, but I didn't want you to have to answer any calls."

Summer sighed. "Forget it."

"Listen, I'm gonna run down there and get it." Seth was desperately trying to make things better for her. And he knew that he had to get that phone.

"No, don't you dare leave me here again." Summer threatened, her voice being in a mixture of anger and fear. "What if something happens?"

"Summer, we have to call the ambulance."

"Please do not leave me here." Summer pleaded, the tears watering her eyes again.

Seeing the devastated look on her face, Seth really wanted to cry. But he had to make that call. "I don't want to baby. But we can't stay here."

"I know," she whispered and buried her head in Seth's arm.

He kissed her forehead and gave her a reassuring smile. "I'll be right back. Pinkie swear."

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