Story: Of Love & Waves

Pairings: Bradin Westerly & Cameron Bale, Ava Gregory & Johnny Durant, Jay Robertson & Isabel Luna, Susannah Rexford & Matt Carlson, Lucas & Bryce.

Other Characters: Erica Spalding, Nikki Westerly, Derrick Westerly, Colby Freed, Dr. Simon O'Keefe, Sarah Borden, Amber Starr, Kyle Bale, Sun, Anastasia Dubois, Former Coach Rich Andrews, Danny Luna, and Callie.

Rating: T for Teen

Disclaimer: I do not claim to own the rights to Summerland or its characters what so ever. Those rights belong to Lori Loughlin, Stephen Tolkin, and those at Warner Brothers. I am merely doing this story for my own fun and entertainment.

Warning: Slash, involving males together in future chapters. If you don't like it, don't read it. Very simple.

Timeline: Picks up as Season 3 starts the next day after the series finale of Season 2. Watch out for spoilers if you haven't seen all of season 1 and 2.

Summary: Bradin Westerly is done with the spotlight, but it's come at a price. His little brother Derrick doesn't care if he exists anymore, his friends, Bryce and Lucas, start to turn away from him all together, and Ava and Johnny are too busy celebrating their newfound happiness. What is left for Bradin?

Chapter 1

Bradin Westerly sat up in his bed. His alarm clock woke him up a few seconds before, and the problem was, he simply couldn't lie back down now that his eyes were open. The problem was that the blonde simply didn't want to get out of bed. After everything that had happened, he honestly didn't want to face the day. Why would he? The surfer honestly thought he had been doing the right thing by giving up the whole bad boy routine that he'd been forced into by his employers.

Finally standing up, Bradin couldn't help but roll his eyes thinking back to his little brother's reaction to him quitting. Fact of the matter was, the blonde knew deep in his heart that he was doing the right thing. It would've been nice to have such approval from Derrick, but the thing was that it was coming from the wrong reason. Since first coming to Playa Linda, the two had been getting further and further away from the brotherly love that the two had shared so fondly back in Kansas. Getting back their relationship had been so close for the surfer, but fact of the matter was, the price for having the attention was too grave for him.

Moving to his closet, Bradin picked out a pair of jeans and a white shirt for the day. While the blonde changed out of his pajama pants, he couldn't help but think about the possibility that at least even though he had lost favor with Derrick that he was getting in better graces with Nikki. She had been the one that had done her best to talk him into looking at other options with his life after all. His sister would probably be his one saving grace, and perhaps she was the reason the surfer was able to actually go on with this new day in the first place.

Upon walking out of his room, the room that had once been Johnny Durant's, Bradin was pleasantly shocked to see his room's former tenant standing in the kitchen with Aunt Ava Gregory. The shocking part of it was that they were both making out beside the stove where food was obviously cooking. As a grin finally crept onto the blonde's face, he walked over to the kitchen, moving past the living area and dining room table.

After a moment of watching the two, Bradin crossed his arms and cleared his throat in a way to get their attention. It was obviously the cliché way of doing so, but it had always been an affective way of breaking into an obviously awkward situation no matter how happy it made the blonde to see the both of them finally together.

Upon hearing the noise, Ava quickly pushed Johnny away from her and looked over to Bradin, shock on her face. "Bradin! I didn't see you there, hunny. Good morning." The fashion designer turned her back to both Bradin and Johnny as she set her attention back on the breakfast cooking on the stove.

Johnny couldn't help but allow a grin to cross his face as he looked back and forth between Ava and Bradin. Finally, the brunette moved out of the kitchen, down the steps, and over to the blonde, patting his shoulder. "Good morning, Bradin." He turned back toward Ava. "I may have to pass on breakfast. Mona's isn't gonna open itself after all."

As Ava turned around, it was obvious how red her face was. "Right! Of course. Always work to do... Yeah." She turned back around and flipped some fried eggs in the pan. "I'm going with Susannah and Colby to finalize the property today. We'll stop by to celebrate afterwards if that's alright."

Johnny looked over to Bradin, unable to keep from smirking at the raised eyebrow on the teen's face. He shook his head and looked back to Ava. "I'm more then fine with that. I'll see you guys later then. Good luck on the property." After patting Bradin on the shoulder again, the brunette walked toward the back door, leaving the house.

Bradin watched Johnny leave and then put his hands in his pockets as he cleared the distance over to Ava, the smile still there. "Did you stay out in the sun too long yesterday, Aunt Ava?"

"No, why?" Ava asked, not turning to look at him.

"Because you're face is beat red," Bradin replied laughing.

Ava was unable to keep from laughing as she elbowed Bradin gently in the side. "Stop that. I'm trying to cook you breakfast. If you're not careful, you won't get any."

"He doesn't deserve breakfast anyway," the voice of Derrick stated.

Bradin rolled his eyes as he turned around, seeing Derrick standing at the counter below the kitchen area. The blonde leaned back on the counter beside the stove, looking slightly hurt at his younger brother.

"Derrick, that wasn't nice," Ava said, not turning to look at him as she kept cooking. "Apologize to your brother."

"Why should I?" Derrick asked. "He's a loser." With that said, the kid turned around and started off.

At that, Ava turned around on a dime. "Derrick Westerly!"

Derrick merely kept walking, not bothering to turn around as he moved for the same exit that Johnny had made.

"You're grounded for three weeks, young man!" Ava called after him, shaking her head as she didn't even get a reaction out of that. The fashion designer turned to look at Bradin. "I don't know what to do with him."

"Give it some time," Bradin said.

"His attitude doesn't warrant time, Bradin," Ava informed. "You did nothing wrong. In fact, you did everything right. I'm proud of you for leaving that place while you still had time to. That job was going to consume you if you'd stayed at it."

"Yeah, but look where quitting has got me," Bradin said.

"You didn't do anything wrong," Ava said. "I'm proud of you for doing what was necessary, Bradin. I know better then anyone that your future is in the ocean on your board, but you don't have to demean yourself the way that they were trying to make you do. There's no excuse for the way they tried to turn that accident with the photographer around."

Bradin nodded. "I just wish Derrick would understand that."

"He will," Ava assured. "Just give him time."

The doorbell suddenly rang. "I'll get it," a young female voice said as the sound of feet rushing down the stairs were heard. Nikki Westerly was the girl as she neared the door. Opening up, a smile came to her face immediately upon seeing Cameron Bale standing there with a grin on his face and flowers in his hand.

"Hey," Cameron said, handing the flowers over.

"I'm so glad you're back, Cameron," Nikki said as she took the flowers and hugged her boyfriend. "Come on in."

Cameron walked into the house as Nikki closed the door. He saw Ava and Bradin in the kitchen and waved to them. "Sorry about what happened, man."

"Thanks, Cam," Bradin said with a nod.

"That was some crazy stuff," Cameron said, shaking his head. "Are you really planning to keep to it?"

"I quit yesterday," Bradin informed.

Nikki walked over to Cameron and placed a hand into one of his own. "And I'm glad he did. You can do a lot better."

"I have Nikki to thank for leaving them actually," Bradin said. "Nikki's pretty smart. You're lucky to have her, Cam. We all are, I'd guess."

Nikki was clearly shocked by what Bradin was saying to her. She couldn't for the life of her remember a time that her big brother had ever been that nice to her or given her a compliment like that either. Her face started turning red. "Well, I do what I can, I guess."

"How's your mother, Cameron?" Ava asked as she turned off the stove and moved out of the kitchen and toward the two.

"She's fine," Cameron replied, nodding his head slightly as he walked down the steps, still hand in hand with Nikki, whom was following behind him. "I guess, considering... She's gonna press charges on dad."

Ava's face turned to shock. "What?"

"Mom doesn't want him anywhere near me after what happened," Cameron said. "I didn't want her to find out, but word traveled to her of why he was in rehab. The trial's next week. He's gonna loose custody of me..." The brunette turned to look at Nikki. "And then when that happens, I'm gonna have to move where my mom lives permanently."

Hurt came over Nikki's face as the realization hit her of how hard this was going to impact her relationship with Cameron. "No, there's gotta be some way out of this."

Cameron shook his head. "Mom doesn't want me anywhere near dad, Nikki. You saw the bruises yourself. Despite that I don't want this to happen, I don't blame her for feeling this way."

Ava placed a reassuring hand on Cameron's shoulder and squeezed it slightly. "Do you want me to talk with her? I'm sure if she knew how many people that are here that could look after you, maybe she could..."

"As much as I'd love that, I'm only sixteen, Miss Gregory," Cameron interrupted.

"Hunny, you know to call me Ava," she told him. "And I don't want you to give up hope that quickly if you don't want to make this big a move. You're always welcome here."

"That's why I'm glad that you were here for me when all this with dad started," Cameron said. "I couldn't go back there again, and I still don't think I can."

"I wouldn't ask you to either," Ava informed. "I figured you'd be staying here anyway. Come have some breakfast with us." The fashion designer turned to see that Bradin was already at the table eating food. "That is if we don't end up eaten out of house and home due to Bradin."

Bradin turned to look at all of them, his mouth full of food. "What? ... Sorry."

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The entire night had been spent on the side of the road. Jay Robertson honestly thought that they were never going to leave there. The thing was that Isabel Luna was dealing with a lot of problems, and the blonde didn't blame her at all. The fact of the matter was that they both had a difficult decision here. The Australian was glad that so much time had been spent there though. He hadn't wanted the baby to be aborted in the first place.

Isabel Luna was taking things more difficultly then Jay was. She was just glad to have him there with her. If she had gone off for the appointment alone, there's no telling what would've happened. Fact of the matter was, she was afraid. The Mexican had raised little Danny all on her own for so long. The mere thought of having to raise yet another child alone was something that she couldn't stand. Danny's father would sure as hell not help with another child. She had a hard enough time keeping him interested in Danny. She didn't want to believe for a moment that Jay would end up leaving her, but after everything that had happened in her life, taking a chance like this was risky.

"Did you sleep alright?" Jay asked when he realized that Isabel's eyes were open.

"No," Isabel replied sadly. "We were out here on the ground all night."

"Yeah," Jay said. "I don't really know how we managed to avoid attracting the cops. Normally they'd be all over a car parked on the side of the road around here."

"We're just lucky, I guess," Isabel stated with sarcasm.

"Well, that's the attitude to have," Jay joked.

"Sorry," Isabel said. "Am I making the right decision?"

"To have our child killed?" Jay asked in reply. "No."

"Why do you say that?" Isabel asked.

"Because it's murder," Jay replied. "Our baby deserves a chance to live, Isabel. I'm ready to take this step. You know that."

"No, I don't know for sure," Isabel informed. "I want to believe you, Jay. I really do, but I've been burned so many times."

"Does the past really need to affect us?" Jay asked. "I'm not Danny's father or anyone else that you've been with before. You should've known that after our first surf lesson."

Isabel leaned back into Jay, whom was sitting up against the van. She closed her eyes, feeling slightly relaxed. "I want to believe you so bad, Jay. I really do. Can we make this work?"

"I'm more then willing to try," Jay replied. "We have a bond that I've never felt for anyone else before. That's more then enough for me to give it a go."

"That's not a very strong commitment," Isabel said as she opened her eyes and stopped leaning on Jay, finally moving to get to her feet, using the side of the van to help herself up. "I can't take chances that end in my heart broken all over again, Jay. We should just abort it now before it becomes harder later."

"Ya know, despite that I told you it was your decision before, I have to say that I can't let you go through with it now," Jay informed as he stood up.

"Oh, really?" Isabel asked as she crossed her arms. "And just how are you planning to stop me?"

"Look, it isn't right, Isabel," Jay said. "Life is a fragile thing, and if you kill the life growing inside you, then it makes you know better then terrorists. I know that's harsh, but it's a hard truth that you're going to have to come to expect. Think about Danny. You love him, right?"

"That's a stupid question," Isabel stated. "Of course I love my son."

"Then why would you want to get rid of another life that you could love and be loved from in return?" Jay asked. "Us stopping, you missing your appointment, this entire night, it was all your chance to rethink this. You can't tell me that you aren't having doubts either, Isabel. If you hadn't been, we wouldn't have even stopped in the first place. Let's just turn around, go home, and spend time with Danny."

Isabel's eyes suddenly enlarged. "Danny! We left him at home all alone! Let's go!" Isabel quickly got into the passenger seat of the van and closed her door before buckling up.

Jay did the same thing as fast he could, feeling like a complete idiot for completely forgetting about Danny all together. Some family they were turning out to be, leaving one kid at home alone in order to kill an unborn one. They were off to a very rocky start. All they could do was hope that things would get easier from there.

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Breakfast had been nice, but Bradin Westerly was already bored now. The fact of the matter was that the blonde was used to taking off very early to deal with work that he no longer had. What else was there to deal with? Ava, Susannah, and Colby were upstairs getting ready to leave for their meeting, Derrick was outside in the backyard probably reading something, and then there was Nikki and Cameron, whom were too busy being into each other while they sat on the couch watching TV to care about anything else.

The thought of surfing was the only thing that came to mind. If nothing else, getting out of his job would at the very least allow him more time to surf. However, something else came to mind: Erica Spalding. Things had been left hanging between the both of them pretty much. Bradin didn't really know where they stood anymore. It seemed like they were constantly dealing with a roller coaster or something. It couldn't be helped though. The blonde was seventeen and she was twenty-three. Apparently there were laws against those kinds of relationships no matter how much the two cared for one another.

Bradin couldn't help but feel jealous of Nikki and Cameron at that moment. They both were totally into one another it seemed. There didn't appear to be anything that could separate the two. True that Nikki was fifteen, whereas Cameron was sixteen, but the thing was that they were only a year apart and both still underage. They had no foreseeable problems to deal with, and everyone was perfectly fine with both of them together, but when it came to Bradin and Erica, there was a huge problem with allowing it.

In all honesty, it wasn't fair at all. Bradin had spent his entire time in Playa Linda dealing with loss after loss in concerns to the fairer sex. Sarah Borden had too many problems with drugs and the like and had completely disappeared off the face of the planet, Callie had problems with keeping secrets and staying sexually active, Bryce's sister lived too far away to even bother, and of course Erica's age difference. It honestly looked as if the blonde didn't really stand a chance with getting a girl to call his own and keep in his life.

Perhaps Bradin was meant to focus only on his surfing. That was a depressing thought for the blonde though. Having to spend his life only surfing and not finding love would end up becoming problematic. In all honesty, being alone wasn't very interesting to the surfer, but what was he to do? He'd been left jaded from the females of Playa Linda. That would mean that if he were to find happiness that it would mean having to look toward...

"Alright, we're off," Ava said as she moved down the stairs with Susannah and Colby right behind her.

Bradin pulled himself from his thought process, no longer entirely sure where he was going with his thought process as he stood up, placed his hands in his jean pockets, and moved for the front of the house, Nikki and Cameron not far behind him.

"I've got sandwiches in the fridge for you guys," Ava said as Colby and Susannah started out the door.

"Come on, Ava," Susannah said, almost impatiently, but there was a smile on her face.

"Warm up the car," Ava said. "I'll be right there." As Susannah walked out, Ava turned back to the three. "Now, I don't want you guys to starve Derrick despite that I'm not pleased with him. Make sure he comes in to eat something. Wish me luck." Quickly kissing all three of them on the cheek apiece, the fashion designer moved out of the front door, closing it behind her as she went.

The three dispersed away from the front of the house, going back to their own little areas of the house. Bradin didn't sit down though. He merely stood there for awhile, contemplating things all over again. The blonde could've sworn as he was walking back to his spot that he'd actually started checking out Cameron. The surfer turned to look over at Cameron and Nikki, unsure what to think of this development. Sure, his mind had started going in that direction before Ava interrupted his thoughts, but it was absurd for him to even be thinking that way.

Bradin Westerly was as straight as they came. He was a playa, no doubt. Being with girls was the highlight of his life and boy did the blonde ever love having sex. The surfer was pretty much addicted to it. If girls could only want to have sex as much as guys do, he would be able to get what he wanted all the time.

'Guys like to have sex all the time,' Bradin thought to himself. He didn't even realize that he was still looking at Cameron. 'If I were with a guy, we'd be doing it all the time.'

Bradin quickly shook his head, turning away from Cameron and Nikki altogether. He was actually starting to get hot. A cold shower would do him some good, and then he'd go surf. Getting these thoughts out of his mind was his top priority, no doubt. Rushing for his bedroom, Bradin quickly closed the door and moved for his bathroom to get things going.