Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters, just being creatively bored. Don't sue me.

Rating: well….everyone can read it now, but later you might want to be a little more mature. If you can't figure out what I mean by that then you probably shouldn't read it at all.

Warning: This is a femslash fic, if you find the idea of a girl being with a girl disturbing don't read this.

Author's not: And Yes, the lovable little pooch in this was inspired by Mischa Barton's own little ball o fur. This is my first O.C. fic, and I only ever watched the second season, but its an AU fic so I can't really mess it up too bad, now can I?

Chapter 1 Surprise! It's your vacation!

The offices AlleyKat Board Wear

Marissa Cooper sat nervously twisting a fabric sample as she waited for her boss to return. It was just barely after 12:00 Monday afternoon and she wondered what had been so important that Kirsten would want to see her personally.

It had been over three weeks since Marissa had walked in on her fiancé having sex with one of the swimsuit models he was supposed to be taking pictures of. Marissa had been devastated and as a result her work had suffered. She hadn't been able to produce any significant amount of designs and what she had managed to get out had been horrible. Being the head designer for AlleyKat Board Wear Company she would completely understand of Kirsten had decided to fire her.

"Hey Rissa." The older woman greeted as she briskly entered her office. Rounding the desk she sat a stack of papers down and pressed the button on her phone that would connect her with her assistant.

"Linda hold all my calls and can you please get a hold of Carl and send him up here, Thank-you." Not waiting for a response the woman sat back in her chair and sighed closing her eyes before opening them to look directly into Marissa's.

"How have you been kiddo?" Kirsten asked.

"I'm fine, really. Just a little bit of a creative block, but I think that I can work through it." Marissa replied quickly hoping to alleviate her bosses concerns. But she could tell that the older woman wasn't buying it.

Kirsten leaned forward locking eyes with the brunette once again. "I wasn't talking about the designs Marissa." Sighing she stood and came around her desk sitting in the chair next to the girl. She gently placed a hand over Marissa's to stop her from destroying the scrap of fabric. "You, Riss. How are you?"

Kirsten saw the sadness creep into the girl's eyes, shadowed by hurt and betrayal. At that moment in time the woman really felt that she could strangle her adopted son for the pain he had caused the beautiful brunette.

"I'm fine, really. Its just hard sometimes, you know." Marissa said in a quiet voice looking away from the older woman as her eyes filled with unshed tears. "How could he do this to me Kirsten?" she asked in a pain filled voice as the first sob hit her.

The older woman quickly enveloped the girl in her arms, lightly stroking her hair, whispering words of comfort; wishing she could fix her broken heart.

Fifteen minutes later the brunette's tears had finally subsided when they heard a soft knock on the office door.

"Come in." Kirsten called as Marissa quickly wiped at her face.

"You wanted to see me Mrs. Cohen?" The man asked poking his head through the door.

"I'll be right with you Carl. Could you please wait outside?"

"Yes ma'am." He said quietly as he closed the door.

Returning her attention to her head designer Kirsten tried to look serious. "Okay, now that we have that settled, let's discuss your vacation."

Marissa stared at the woman like she had lost her mind. "What vacation?"

"Listen Marissa, we both know the work you've done since you caught Ryan has been… Questionable at best." Kirsten began as she stood up and reached for something on the other side of her desk. "We already have our fall and winter lines ready to go and Summer and Marcus are working on next springs designs."

Pausing she handed Marissa a large manila envelope, which the girl opened as her boss continued.

"But this company lives and dies by its summer line. I need to have my head designer back on track for that." Marissa pulled out an airplane ticket, an itinerary, and something that looked like instructions then dumped what looked like a set of house keys onto her lap. As she examined the tickets her eyes went wide.

"Hawaii?" Marissa squealed staring at her boss.

"I figured maybe a change of scenery might help you sort things out." Kirsten said with a smile. "My family owns a house on the beach; it's yours for the summer."

Marissa stood up and hugged her boss. Kirsten grinned at the girl's enthusiasm, it was the most alive she had seen her in a weeks.

"I have to warn you though; a family friend is staying in the guest house. Shouldn't be too much trouble though, the quiet type." Kirsten said laughing as Marissa looked at the ticket again.

"Oh God Kirsten, I don't know what to say. This is too much." Marissa said covering her mouth and staring at her friend.

"Marissa, your designs have raked in millions of dollars for my company. This isn't entirely unselfish on my part." Walking over to the door she opened it "Carl could you please take Ms. Cooper home so she can pack for her trip."

Turning to the girl, the older woman took both her hands and held them. "Don't worry about work, just try and get yourself sorted out. When your mind is ready, the designs will come. Your flight leaves in three hours, so you only have one hour to pack, your itinerary and any info you might need is in the envelope. Go, enjoy, call me when you get settled."

"Thank you so much Kirsten," Marissa said as she headed to the door. "Um, but could I ask you a favor?"

"Name it."

"Could you not tell Ryan where I am, which means"

"Don't tell Seth!" Both women finished.

"Already covered sweetie, as far as everyone else is concerned I am sending you on a research trip to France."

"You are the best! Bye!" and with that the brunette was gone.

Marissa's apartment

The girl rushed back and forth between her closet, her dresser, and the bed where she had a couple of suitcases laid out waiting to be filled. Balancing the phone between her ear and her shoulder Marissa tossed a couple more bikinis into one of the bags while talking to her best friend.

"Yes Summ, I'm for real. Kirsten is sending me to Hawaii for the summer."

"Oh my God Coop, you are so lucky!" Summer squealed in delight. Marissa smiled picturing her best friends face.

"Yeah right I only have" glancing at her bed side clock "Fifteen more minutes to finish packing." She said as placed a bunch of dresses into a garment bag and zipped it up, securing the lock.

"That's so not enough time! How are you supposed to accessorize properly!" Summer sounded like she was on the verge of having an anxiety attack. Marissa rolled her eyes, once upon a time she had been just as crazy about fashion as Summer was, but then she had kinda just out grown it.

"Sorry Summ, I gotta go. I'll call you when I get there 'kay?" Marissa said as she tossed all her toiletries into her travel case.

"You had better, Marissa Cooper. I want details on all the summerlicious surfer dudes."

"What about Seth?" Marissa asked laughing.

"I love my Cohen, but let's face it, he is so a dork." Both girls laughed in agreement.

"Bye Summ, love ya. Don't forget to check on Charlie for me."

"Don't worry, me and the little fluff ball are gonna have a blast. Love you Coop. Have fun." Summer said before hanging up.

After hanging up Marissa again looked at the clock; seven minutes to go. Marissa went to her dresser grabbing her intimates and tossed them into one of her suit cases. Sighing she decided if she missed anything she could always pick it up once she got settled.

Marissa had just set her last bag by the door as the buzzer sounded letting her know that Carl had arrived to take her to the airport. She pushed the button to let him up then wrote a quick note to Summer with instructions for watering her plants and what to do with her mail as well as instructions on the care of Charlie, a mixed-spaniel she had adopted a year ago to help ward off the loneliness of living alone. She had just finished signing hugs and kisses when Carl knocked on the door. The driver grabbed her two suit cases to carry down and Marissa grabbed her garment bag and carryon.

Charlie trotted up to her as she was about to walk out the door, quickly Marissa dropped the bags and stooped down, cuddling her dog. Gently the dog placed a paw on her knee and licked lightly at the girls face. "Aww, I am gonna miss you to boy. Aunt Summer is gonna take good care of you while I am gone, well more likely Seth will, but still." The dog let out a small bark, as if to say 'You know Summer wouldn't lift a paw to help me' Marissa laughed, hugged the dog , then stood up and said "Be a good boy while I am gone, Charlie." The dog yipped at her then trotted off towards his bed. Marissa smiled at her dog then grabbed her bags, locked her door, and left to begin her vacation in paradise.

Kirsten's office

"Hello?" a girl's voice greeted Kirsten over the phone.

"Hey, it's Kirsten."

"Hey, how's it out there in your fast pace world?" The girl sounded amused. Kirsten laughed then said "Not as good as sitting on the beach and hanging out at a surf shack for a living I am sure. I just wanted to give you a heads up; I am sending my lead designer out there for the summer. She will be staying in the main house; the girl needs some R&R."

Kirsten heard the girl groan followed by a mumbled curse. "Relax, Marissa is a nice person, I think you two might actually get along really well." The woman took a breath, crossed her fingers and spoke again "I have a favor to ask you kid."

"No, no no nono! Kirsten don't even say what I think you are gonna say." The girl quickly said, sounding annoyed.

"Come on, consider it a favor to me. Please?" Kirsten begged. "Please? All you would have to do is show her around the island and hang out with her a couple of times. Make her feel welcome."

Kirsten heard a frustrated sigh. "Fine! I'll do it, but I swear to God Kirsten, if she is anything like that spoiled brat adopted son of yours I will drown her."

"Thanks so much, I'll owe you."

"Oh please, I live in your guest house rent free. If anything I owe you." The girl said "I have to go, I need to get to the Shark Pit. Talk to you later."

"Good-bye, have a good day."

"Yeah, yeah, you to." The girl replied with a slightly amused but annoyed tone.

After they hung up Kirsten walked over to her book case and picked up one of the picture frames and stared at the picture. In the photo, an eighteen year old Kirsten sat on the beach with two blonde haired little girls, all three girls were grinning at the camera. The two younger girls each held a surf board in one hand and were both holding a large trophy in between them. Kirsten stood behind the girls with one arm around each girl. Kirsten smiled sadly remembering that day so long ago.

Cohen Beach house, Hawaii

The girl looked at the phone she had just hung up, she felt guilty for lying to Kirsten but then grinned as she grabbed her surf board and walked out to the beach joining a tall, well built boy and a short Hispanic girl as they headed out to the water.

"So what's up chica?" the girl asked

The girl sighed. "Looks like I will be having a house guest here this summer."

"Not that jackass, what was his name….Bryan?" the boy asked as he strapped his leash to his ankle.

"Ryan, and no it isn't the adopted ass from hell, some chick." The girl replied tying her long blonde hair into a ponytail. The girl looked over at the guy and glared "Don't even think it Dominic; I swear I'll tell Taryn." The boy quickly put his hands up, his brown eyes going wide.

"I was joking, jeez!"

"No you weren't, you are getting to be just as bad as Brody." The Hispanic girl said as she pulled on her white rash guard over her bikini top.

"Jodie, leave the boy alone. Come on kid, time to teach you how to read the waves." The blonde girl said as she ran out into the surf, landing on her board, she began to paddle out; the other two smiled and followed her out into ocean.