Okay I am really sorry this took so long, I just couldn't make myself write it. It might have something to do with the lameness of OTH right now. Oh well at least Carrie's deader than a doornail. :) Enjoy!

"Brooke!"

"Taylor!"

The girls collided in a hug as Summer and Peyton both stood to the back of their respective friend/sister and gave each other a wave.

"I thought you'd never get here," Taylor smiled at her cousin.

"Believe me, with the delay and then the unscheduled landing in Utah because of that guy's heart attack, I was starting to think we wouldn't get here either," Brooke rolled her eyes. "Hi Summer."

The smaller brunette hugged Brooke while Taylor hugged Peyton.

"Good to see you, Brooke," Summer smiled. "I'm glad you both made it."

"It was a challenge getting Goldilocks on the plane and away from Nathan for the entire summer but I managed to do it."

"So, what'd she use Peyton? Bribery, blackmail?"

"Guilt. "

"Guilt?"

"Yes. 'We're best friends. We can't go three whole months without seeing each other'," Peyton said in a near perfect Brooke whine.

Brooke stuck her tongue out at Peyton as the four girls walked through the airport.

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"So, tell me what's going on," Brooke said as she and Taylor got Brooke settled in one room while Summer was helping Peyton make one of the guest rooms Peyton friendly.

"With what," Taylor said as she sat down on Brooke's newly made bed.

"You, Ryan, and the sex you guys either have or haven't had and if you have had it why haven't you told me yet and if you haven't, are you sure he's not gay," Brooke rambled on.

"Was that English?"

"Taylor," Brooke groaned.

"Okay, no, we haven't yet."

Brooke sighed, "And so I ask, are you sure he's not gay?"

"Positive, thanks," Taylor rolled her eyes. "He says he'll wait until I'm ready which I'm guessing means that my hands finally stop doing that fluttering thing whenever we talk about it."

"Okay, well that's sweet of him."

"Yes it is and kissing him is amazing but honestly I'm ready for a little bit more action."

"You are a Delaney. God love you," Brooke smiled.

Taylor giggled.

"So, have you come close?"

"Once or twice," Taylor admitted. "One time I went over there to study and we got a little heated but I stopped us."

"You stopped you?"

"Yes."

"Why?"

"Because my underwear was horrible and not the ones I wanted him to remember when he looked at me."

Now it was Brooke's turn to giggle. "Can I ask?"

"They were the ones with the purple polka dots that you made fun of me for buying last summer."

"Yeah I can see where you wouldn't want him to know about those."

Taylor frowned at her, "And then the other night we were in the pool house after a Newport Group party and we got a little closer."

"How much closer?"

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"You sure you want the answer to that question," Ryan raised an eyebrow at Seth.

Seth considered and then nodded, "Yeah. If I'm going to help in any way I should have all the details."

"My shirt was off and I was working on the zipper of her dress," Ryan admitted quietly. He wasn't one hundred percent comfortable sharing these details with Seth even if they were brothers because before they were brothers and before Ryan started going out with Taylor, it had been Seth and Taylor: The Two of Them against the World.

"And then?"

"The phone rang," Ryan said. "It was the ringer Taylor put on my phone and assigned to Kirsten."

"Aha," Seth nodded. "And what did The Kirsten want?"

"She wanted to know where the four of us had disappeared to because contrary to Summer's claim you two left right after we did."

"Sorry," Seth shrugged. "We wanted to be alone and we knew you did too so we lied to accomplish our goals. It turned out okay, didn't it?"

"Yes, but the interruption was kind of annoying."

"I can imagine."

"No, you can't. You and Summer don't get interrupted by your mother," Ryan frowned.

"Well, now that it's summer there's two more people around to interrupt."

Ryan groaned and put his head in his hands.

"I'm not being very comforting, am I?"

Ryan looked up at him, "Not in the least."

"Sorry," Seth shrugged. "Maybe what you should do is declare a date night for you and Taylor. Summer and I can entertain Brooke and Peyton one night a week and then that way you two can be alone at least once a week."

"While I appreciate the gesture, I don't want just one night a week alone with my girlfriend for the next three months."

"Then how about twenty-four hours alone with your girlfriend once a week for three months?"

"What?"

"Summer and I can take Brooke and Peyton off Taylor's hands for twenty-four hours once a week all summer long and you two can have each other to yourselves. What do you say to that?"

"Why would you do that?"

"Because I've been having sex and you haven't. I'm feeling magnanimous."

Ryan had to smile at that. "Thank you."

"Anytime my brother," Seth grinned.

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"Twenty-four hours once a week," Brooke frowned at Seth once he was done explaining the idea to the girls in his life.

"Yes."

"And whose brilliant idea was this?"

"Mine," Seth admitted.

"I think it's a great idea."

"You would. You're the one who benefits the most from it."

"It's once a week Brooke," Peyton said. "Not to mention it'd probably be a good idea to get away from each other once a week so you two don't kill each other. It's not unlike the days where you'd hang out with Bevin and Taylor would come over to my house for the day."

"Yeah, but that only lasted a few hours. We're talking twenty-four whole hours that you will be spending with someone who isn't me."

"And someone who isn't a female," Taylor added. "Is that why you're upset? Because Ryan's a boy and he's my boyfriend and I want to spend some alone time with him?"

"Maybe a little," Brooke admitted quietly.

"Brooke, you're the one who keeps telling me I should try and get closer to having sex with Ryan. I think spending some alone time might do the trick."

"Do I have to hear this," Seth asked.

"Yes, because technically this was your idea," Summer told him.

"I'll miss you."

"Sweetie, it's once a week for twenty-four hours and how about for twenty four hours after that, I don't see, talk to, or even think about Ryan?"

"I like that idea," Brooke smiled.

"I thought you might."

"Okay, I guess it's okay. Anything to get you laid," Brooke teased.

"And I'm out of here," Seth said. "This conversation is way too uncomfortable for words at this point."

"Wait, I'll go with you," Taylor said getting off of her bed. "I want to tell Ryan that Brooke agreed to the plan and what the stipulation is."

"And you have to agree on a day."

"Good point. Maybe we should make it Sunday. Brooke tends to sleep all day."

"That's only because most Saturdays we were at some rager one of the guys threw."

"Well Summer's our expert on ragers here in the OC. Talk to her," Taylor said following Seth out the door.

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"So, I get you to myself for twenty-fours every week?"

"Yes, but there is a flip side. For twenty-four hours after that, we don't see, talk to, or think about each other."

Ryan nodded, "I am willing to do that as long as the twenty-four hours I do get you for are uninterrupted."

"I think that can be arranged."

"Good answer."

"I was kind of proud of it."

"So Sunday?"

"Sunday," Taylor nodded. "But, for now, guess who's home from their honeymoon?"

"I don't wanna have dinner with Cal and Julie," Ryan whined.

"Too bad," Taylor said, pulling him off of the bed.

"They're gonna bring Marissa."

"Seth called Summer and she's bringing Brooke and Peyton so you'll have all of us to provide a buffer between you and the Evil One. If she gets annoying, Summer can give her a free nose job and then Neil can fix it."

"Now there's a reason to go to dinner."

"I thought you'd like it.