AN: So I'm not entirely sure about the title. I may change it later. Anyway, this is how I think it should have gone on the show. And I didn't like how easily Ryan forgave everyone after Oliver. This takes place after the fight in the student lounge and goes on from there. Since I'm not that much of a fan of Marissa's, she won't be in the story that much. Anyway tell me what you all think of this and whether I should continue this. Please R&R!

Disclaimer: I own no one. They all belong to Josh Schwartz and Fox.

Summary: In the middle of the Oliver situation. Sandy and Kirsten, fed up with Ryan's actions, decide on a tough love approach. Will he do what they say, or push them away?

Chapter 1: Laying Down The Law

"No going out. No cell phone. No video games. No privacy. You join us for all meals. You will be doing chores. You want anything, you go through us…" the words replayed in Ryan's mind as he lay on the bed in the guest room.

After the whole parental units' united front, Ryan was forced to pack up his belongings from the pool house while Sandy watched him the whole time. He was deposited in the guest room near Seth's bedroom with Sandy telling him to be down for supper in a half hour. As per the no privacy clause, Ryan realized that the door was missing.

"Ryan, mom's here with take out." Seth passed by the guest room.

He slowly got off the bed and went down to the kitchen. He saw bags of take out containers on the counter as Sandy took some plates out of the cupboard and brought them over. Ryan walked past the counter and slumped into a chair at the table.

"Ryan, come and get it." Kirsten called to him.

"Not hungry." He grumbled.

"What was the deal, Ryan?" Sandy demanded.

"The deal was that I join you for meals. You said nothing about eating with you."

"He's got us there." Kirsten tried not to smile at Sandy as the three of them joined Ryan at the table.

"So how was school?" Sandy asked.

Ryan remained silent as Seth went on and on about the latest Summer/Anna drama. Sandy watched Ryan sit silently throughout the entire meal as he waited for them all to finish so he could start on that night's dishes. Ryan gathered all the dishes after everyone was done eating and proceeded to wash them in the sink as Sandy brought the rest of the dishes over for him.

"Ryan," Sandy started to say as he patted his shoulder, but Ryan shrugged him off roughly. "Hey. There is no need for that."

"What's going on?" Kirsten came in.

"I'm trying to do the dishes." Ryan stated. "So stop bugging me so I can get them done and get out of your sight like you want me to."

"Ryan, that's not true." Sandy started to approach him again.

"Don't. Touch. Me." Ryan said through clenched teeth as he glared at them.

"Sandy," Kirsten started as she looked at him as Seth came in and witnessed the whole scene. "Living room. Both of you. Now."

Ryan went back to the dishes as the three of them went to the living room and they sat down.

"We can't push him right now." She told them. "He's still pissed off from this afternoon. He'll calm down sooner or later."

"Are you sure about that?" Sandy looked at her.

"Not totally." She sighed as she saw Ryan come out of the kitchen and head for the stairs.

"Dishes are done. Kitchen is clean." He told them. "Unless there's something else, warden."

"We need to talk still, Ryan." Kirsten told him. "Wait for us in the kitchen, please."

"Whatever." He stormed back into the kitchen as Sandy and Kirsten followed him and Seth went upstairs.

They found Ryan leaning against the counter when they walked back into the kitchen. He had a glare on his face as he spotted them.

"Ryan, sit down." Kirsten pointed to one of the chairs at the counter, but Ryan stayed where he was. "Please."

He sighed and reluctantly sat down on the stool the farthest away from them. He didn't look at them; instead he just waited for them to talk.

"Ryan, we're worried about you." Kirsten started.

"Why?" he mumbled.

"What?"

"Why are you worried about me? It's not like I'm your kid. I'm just the charity case you took in because you felt sorry for me. It's not like you actually want me here. I can save you all this trouble and just leave now." Ryan started off the stool towards the stairs.

"Get back here!" Sandy bellowed. "Sit down!"

"Why? It'd just be delaying the inevitable." He glared at them.

"Ryan, please sit down." Kirsten said in a softer voice than the one that Sandy had decided to use.

"Why should I even bother?"

"We don't want you to leave."

"Why? All I've done since I got here was cause you trouble."

"That's not true at all."

"Yes, it is. Even when I don't do anything wrong, you still blame me anyway."

"And that's my fault." Kirsten told him. "I didn't give you a chance when you first got here. But we want you here."

"It's not like I'm not used to people judging me before they know me."

"Sit down, please." Ryan eyed Kirsten wearily until he finally sat back down on the stool. "Now as we were saying, we're really worried about you."

"I'm fine. I'm an outcast again. I'm used to it."

"You shouldn't be."

"Whatever," he shrugged.

"Ryan, we would like you to talk to someone." Sandy broached the subject cautiously with him.

"You mean a shrink?" Ryan demanded. "You guys think I'm crazy?"

"No. We don't think you're crazy." Kirsten assured him. "You've gone through so much since you started to live with us. Just give it a chance."

"Fine. Are we done?" Ryan started up again.

"Not yet." Sandy stopped him. "You are suspended for the week. That doesn't mean that you're going to get to sit around the house all week. You will go with one of us to work as long as you're suspended."

"Fine." He stormed out and up the stairs.

"Do you think we did the right thing?" Kirsten looked at Sandy.

"Yes." He told her firmly. "He has to know that he won't get away with anything."

"I guess." She sighed as they both heard yelling coming from upstairs. "I wish this night was over already."

"Let's go." Sandy told her and they made their way upstairs to deal with their teenagers.


Ryan stormed up the stairs and into the guest room where he was doomed to spend his days now. He walked in and grumbled as he saw Seth sitting on the edge of the bed.

"What are you doing in here?" he demanded.

"I wanted to talk to you."

"We have nothing to say to each other."

"I heard what you said downstairs."

"I should've known that you would eavesdrop."

"I want to talk to you."

"Do you believe me about Oliver?"

"Ryan-"

"Then we have nothing to say to each other."

"What's going on in here?" Sandy and Kirsten appeared.

"Does no privacy mean that you guys can come in here without permission?"

"We heard all the yelling and came to check it out." Kirsten told him.

"I'm talking about him." Ryan glared at Seth. "He was in here when I came up. I didn't give him permission to come in. But then, I guess I don't have the right to deny anyone access in here."

"I just wanted to talk to you." Seth told him. "We need to settle this."

"I have nothing to say to any of you."

"You can be angry at us all you want." Sandy told him. "But I think you should try to talk it out with Seth."

"He doesn't have my back." Ryan told them. "So I have nothing to say to him. Now I want all of you to leave me alone."

"Let's go." Kirsten told them and Seth reluctantly followed them out of the room.


Ryan waited until in the middle of the night when he thought all the Cohen's were fast asleep before he made his way down to the kitchen. He opened the refrigerator and started to make himself a bologna sandwich. He sat at the counter as he ate his sandwich and had a glass of water. He was startled when the light suddenly flashed on and he saw Kirsten standing in the doorway.

"I thought I heard someone down here."

"I didn't mean to wake you up."

"So you were hungry earlier. You just didn't want to eat with us."

"I didn't want to eat at a table with Seth and Sandy." He corrected her. "I have no problem with you at this point. Not as much as them anyway."

"Why did you get so upset when we were talking with you after supper?"

"You didn't even listen. I was trying to tell you something, but you didn't hear me. I don't know why I'm that surprised. It's not like anyone would believe the poor kid from Chino over the privileged kid who lives in a penthouse."

"You really believe that?"

"I've tried talking to you guys countless times when Oliver first came. You were both too busy to listen. I tried talking to Seth, but he's too self-involved with his whole Summer/Anna threesome."

"I'm sorry about that."

"I'm used to it." He got up and took his plate and glass to the sink. "No one ever believed me in Chino either. It's not much different here. Different town, same problems. Although, sometimes things were a lot easier in Chino."

"Ryan-"

"I'm going to bed." He cut her off and started back upstairs.

Kirsten stayed in the kitchen a while longer after Ryan went upstairs. She had to remember to tell both Sandy and Seth what he had said to her. She had to make sure that they kept an eye on him because he sounded like a person that was ready to run. She eventually made her way back upstairs and climbed into bed beside Sandy, who reached for her in his sleep. She snuggled closer to him, reminding herself to talk to him in the morning about Ryan.

AN: Obviously since this is fanfiction, I can tweak the events of the show to fit this story how I want them to. So please no comments about how that didn't happen on the show. Anyway, now that I have my cable back, I'm going to try to catch up on the episodes of Hart Of Dixie and Southland that I've missed. I was going through major Ben withdrawl. Anyway, please R&R!