Seth stood as Dr. Strong came towards them. He took a deep breath as she finally stopped in front of them. He shoved his hands deep in his pockets, the only thing that he could think of doing to distract himself. He needed the distraction if only for a brief fleeting second.

There was no smile on her face this time. Seth couldn't read her facial expressions, she was wearing a completely blank expression.

"Seth," she started, her voice soft and gentle. "I'm sorry. We tried to do everything we could. She's not going to make it."

Seth closed his eyes briefly. He wondered how many times a day she had to say this to someone. How many different reactions she got. How many different people she had to break news that the love of their life was going to die. He wondered if it affected her at all. This had to be a dream. It couldn't be reality.

This couldn't be happening. The world seemed to stop in the moment that he heard Summer was not going to make it. For a moment, he just wanted to go back in time and change everything . He wanted to change everything that had ever gone wrong. He couldn't now. It was too late.

"What about the baby?" Ryan spoke for Seth, who for once was unable to find his voice.

Dr. Strong gave them a sad smile. "We're optimistic for her. For now though, we're just watching her very carefully. She's very tiny, as she was premature, and there were some slight complications earlier."

God. Their baby was okay. Their baby was a little girl. Finally a little girl. Just what Summer had wanted. Just what Summer had wanted and she wasn't going to be able to see her grow.

"Is she..." Seth's voice caught in his throat, unable to voice the words that he had to say.

"Is she gone?"

"No, she's in a room. She's very weak. She...she probably doesn't have much longer," Dr. Strong said, her voice suddenly sounding tired and worn. This made Seth think about how much she had to say this to people once again. He wondered why anyone would want to do this, want to tell someone this terrible news.

"Can I...can I say goodbye?" Seth felt the tears drop down his face, he didn't bother wiping them away.

She nodded. Seth looked at Ryan, who just nodded, then sat back on the chairs. Seth took a deep breath, then followed Dr. Strong, to see Summer. To give his last goodbye.

"I'll leave you here," she said to him. "I am truly sorry for your loss."

Seth watched her walk away, leaning against the wall. He didn't know if he could go in there. To see Summer, knowing it was the last time he would see her. God, this was so hard. He wiped his face clear of tears, not wanting Summer to know how upset he was. He took one final deep breath then turned the doorknob. He walked into the room. Summer was laying in the bed in the middle of the room.

He almost started crying again. She looked so fragile, so weak. He couldn't believe that a car accident had done this to her. He hated this. He hated the person responsible. He hated himself at that moment for letting her go. Maybe, if he had decided to have them all spend the day together, this wouldn't have happened. Maybe she would still have a chance at life.

He couldn't think of the maybes. He had to be in the now. He had to make sure their last goodbye was a good goodbye. It had to be. If this ended badly, he wouldn't know what he would do with himself.

"Cohen," her voice came to him softly. It was no longer full of life, like it was always when she talked. It was so weak, so soft and quiet.

He walked over to her, pulling the chair up to her bed. He sat down, grasping her hand in his. Her own grip was weak and barely there. He was reminded of all the times before when they had held hands, when her grip was as tight as his own.

"Summer," he said, his voice sounding hoarse and worn. There was so much he wanted to say to her. So much that he didn't know how to say.

"I'm sorry."

"What are you sorry for Sum?"

"This is all my fault. I had to take James out today. I should have waited. Maybe if I hadn't..."

"Shh. Nothing is your fault. This is no one's fault. Don't talk like that Summer," he couldn't have her talk like that. It was too much for him. "Please don't."

She nodded. He noticed how labored her breath had become, how slow it was. Her eyes weren't even completely open. He knew that they had barely any time. He could tell she knew it too.

"Cohen, tell James and Cooper I love them, so much. Make sure they never forget that. Make sure that they never ever forget me," she said, the tears spilling out of her eyes. Seth couldn't help it, his eyes had tears in them too. ⌠I would never be able to do that Summer."

"And the new baby. Don't let her grow up not knowing me. I need to know that you would make sure she knows who I am. Knows that I didn't want to abandon her," her voice caught in her throat.

They both were quiet, the only noise being heard were his tears and her slow labored breathing. He couldn't believe that this was really happening. It couldn't be really happening. When was he going to be waking up from this dream, this nightmare?

Seth decided to talk now. He couldn't let her go on, it pained him too much. "Summer, I'm sorry. Sorry for everything that I've ever done to you. I didn't mean any of it, even the idiotic things that I did when we were in high school. All that ever mattered to me was you. You are and always will be the love of my life and I would never change any of the times that we spent together. Those were and always will be the best times of my life. I love you so much Summer. God, I love you so much," he buried his head into her arm. "Jesus, this hurts so much. So fucking much. Please don't leave me Summer. I can't go on. I don't know what to do without you."

"I'm sorry Seth." her breath was becoming slower and more difficult for her. "Just know, I'm always there. And don't ever forget me."

"Like I could forget you," he said to her. He meant it. Summer was someone he had never forgot, never would forget. She was the love of his life, the only love. He would never have another love, she was his only and forever.

"I love you Cohen."

He moved his head to look at her. Her eyes had closed and he knew that they weren't going to open again.

He felt her grip loosen and that's when he knew. She was gone.