Title: Home
Author: Sara and Lizzie.
Rating: R
Disclaimer: We don't own anything about the OC. Nor do we have any affiliation with FOX.
Summary: Ryan is in Chino, Theresa is in Labor. Marissa, Seth and Summer are still in Newport, until Summer disappears, and tragedy brings them all back together.
"Home, is this a quiet place where you should be alone? Is this where the tortured and the troubled find their own, I don't know, but I can tell this isn't you, your covers blown." –Something Corporate
Ryan looked up at the sky, sighing. It was twilight. A warm night in the early spring. He ran his hands through his hair and wondered what Marissa was doing. It was a few months short of a year ago that he left Newport, and things had only gone down hill.
"Ryan?" Theresa stumbled out of the house and into the front yard, where he was. "I think the baby is coming." She said, sinking down into the grass. Ryan sprinted inside, and called 911.
Chino wasn't all that far from Newport Beach and the rest of the Orange County, but in contrast, it may as well have been another planet. Marissa sat in the hot tub on her personal deck in the massive house Caleb had bought her mom, gazing up at the same sky, thinking about Ryan.
She knew Theresa was due to have that baby any day now, and when she did, he'd be gone forever. It was horrible, but she kept thinking, hoping, that maybe Theresa would have a miscarriage. But she didn't. And as soon as the baby came into the world, her world would fall apart.
Unless, of course, it isn't Ryan's baby, said a voice in the back of her head.
She was contemplating this when her cell phone, sitting on the edge of the hot tub, rang.
"Hello?"
"Marissa?" came a very familiar, panicked voice from the other line.
"Seth. What is it?"
"It's Summer. She, I, We had a fight. And now I can't find her."
"Aren't you guys at that benefit?"
"Yes. Well I am. She's not."
"Are you sure?"
"Positive."
"We should check her house. I'll meet you there in 20 minutes."
Summer was terrified. A few minutes ago, she was stalking out of the ladies room, ready to go make up with Cohen. It was a stupid fight, and they needed each other too much to waste their energy fighting about stupid things.
She had left the bathroom, spotted Seth and smiled. Until a hand over mouth and another one over her eyes and wiped the smile off of her pretty face.
Now, here she was, sitting in this black SUV, with her hands tied behind her and her mouth gagged. With no clue where she was being taken, or who was taking her there.
Author: Sara and Lizzie.
Rating: R
Disclaimer: We don't own anything about the OC. Nor do we have any affiliation with FOX.
Summary: Ryan is in Chino, Theresa is in Labor. Marissa, Seth and Summer are still in Newport, until Summer disappears, and tragedy brings them all back together.
"Home, is this a quiet place where you should be alone? Is this where the tortured and the troubled find their own, I don't know, but I can tell this isn't you, your covers blown." –Something Corporate
Ryan looked up at the sky, sighing. It was twilight. A warm night in the early spring. He ran his hands through his hair and wondered what Marissa was doing. It was a few months short of a year ago that he left Newport, and things had only gone down hill.
"Ryan?" Theresa stumbled out of the house and into the front yard, where he was. "I think the baby is coming." She said, sinking down into the grass. Ryan sprinted inside, and called 911.
Chino wasn't all that far from Newport Beach and the rest of the Orange County, but in contrast, it may as well have been another planet. Marissa sat in the hot tub on her personal deck in the massive house Caleb had bought her mom, gazing up at the same sky, thinking about Ryan.
She knew Theresa was due to have that baby any day now, and when she did, he'd be gone forever. It was horrible, but she kept thinking, hoping, that maybe Theresa would have a miscarriage. But she didn't. And as soon as the baby came into the world, her world would fall apart.
Unless, of course, it isn't Ryan's baby, said a voice in the back of her head.
She was contemplating this when her cell phone, sitting on the edge of the hot tub, rang.
"Hello?"
"Marissa?" came a very familiar, panicked voice from the other line.
"Seth. What is it?"
"It's Summer. She, I, We had a fight. And now I can't find her."
"Aren't you guys at that benefit?"
"Yes. Well I am. She's not."
"Are you sure?"
"Positive."
"We should check her house. I'll meet you there in 20 minutes."
Summer was terrified. A few minutes ago, she was stalking out of the ladies room, ready to go make up with Cohen. It was a stupid fight, and they needed each other too much to waste their energy fighting about stupid things.
She had left the bathroom, spotted Seth and smiled. Until a hand over mouth and another one over her eyes and wiped the smile off of her pretty face.
Now, here she was, sitting in this black SUV, with her hands tied behind her and her mouth gagged. With no clue where she was being taken, or who was taking her there.