Sorry for any spelling mistakes!!!

Ok, in this fic, Helen and Bobby have just broken up, and things are starting with Lindsay...now Helen wants him back, and Bobby must choose who he wants...Lindsay or Helen?

"Is this the place?" Helen asked.

"Yup," Lindsay said.

"Good, my feet hurt from walking," Helen remarked.

"Yeah, mine too," Lucy complained.

All of Bobby's firm (except Eugene) and Helen were on vacation at the beach for a week. They had rented a six bedroom beach house for the time period, and had gotten lost finding it.

"This is the last time we ever depend on you for directions!" Ellenor groaned, dropping her bags as soon as they got inside.

"Well, sorry!" Lindsay remarked. "How was I supposed to know that there was more than one Beech Street?"

"They were spelled differently!" Rebecca said.

"Spelling has never been one of Lindsay's strong points," Helen replied.

"Gee, thanks Helen," Lindsay said.

"Any time," Helen remarked.

"Can you girls stop complaining already?" Bobby asked.

"Really," Jimmy agreed.

"Okay, so how are we rooming?" Lucy asked. "'Cause I so need my own space."

"Hmm...six bedrooms...five girls..." Lindsay replied.

"We'll let the guys duke it out for the last one," Helen replied.

"Hey, wait a minute," Bobby began.

"Yes?" Lindsay and Helen asked.

"I think that two girls better share a room," Bobby said.

"Agreed," Jimmy replied.

"Okay, okay, we'll pull straws," Lindsay said, taking order.

"Oh, what are we in, kindergarten?" Helen asked rolling her eyes.

"You got a better idea?" Lucy asked.

"Yeah," Helen said. "First person in the room gets it."

"Okay, who's got the straws," Rebecca said.

"Oh, come on," Helen remarked.

"Here's some," Jimmy said grabbing some from the kitchen counter.

Jimmy cut two, then handed them to Lindsay. They all grabbed one, Helen being the last to take one.

"Damn it!" Helen muttered.

"Oh, no," Lucy said looking at her. "We are so not rooming together."

"Hell no," Helen agreed. She looked at Lindsay. "I did not come here to baby-sit!"

"Excuse me!" Lucy remarked.

"Okay, okay, guys calm down!" Lindsay said. "Ellenor do you mind?"

She shook her head.

"Fine, Ellenor and I will share then," Lindsay said.

"Happy now?" Bobby asked Helen sarcastically.

"Ecstatic," she said viciously. Her and Bobby were still on pretty bad terms, and she was not in the mood to argue with him again. But, hey, if he started it, she let him have it.

"Just, please don't ruin this vacation like the way you tried to ruin my life," Bobby remarked.

"Oh, fuck you Bobby!" she remarked.

"Here we go," Bobby said.

"You're the one who started it!" she defended herself.

"Oh, grow up," he said.

"After you!" she remarked.

"Oh, God," he muttered.

"Screw you!"

"Can you guys please not do this now?" Lindsay asked, annoyed.

"Stay out of this!" Bobby remarked.

"Don't tell her what to do!" Helen replied.

"I'm leaving," he said, grabbing his stuff and heading for his room.

"Oh, you know that is so typical of you!" she called after him. "Leave when things get too tough to handle!" she remarked turning the other way.

"Well, I will gladly admit to that when you find a guy who can handle a bitch like you!" he remarked.

Oh, go to hell!" she called, going upstairs.

"This is supposed to be a vacation!" Lindsay shrieked.

"Oh shut up!" Bobby and Helen yelled from the opposite ends of the house.

Helen sat on her bed for a moment after unpacking her things. God, Bobby annoyed her. How could she have ever been dumb enough to fall for him. She couldn't stand him...the thought of his voice...the memories of him and her...they all disgusted her! She could do so much better than him.

She hopped off the bed, and decided to go to the beach. She took off her clothes, and then slipped on a pair of tight, short, jean shorts, and a purple halter top. She combed her hair out, deciding to leave it down. She loved how the beach's humidity put waves in her hair. She then grabbed her purse and went out the door.

"Hey," Lindsay said, noticing her. She had the room next door, and was just getting ready to go inside. "Going somewhere?" she asked, eyeing her purse.

"Yeah, I'm going out for a little," she replied. "Sorry about yelling at you. I'm not angry with you. I just...I need to go out and cool down a little, you know?"

Lindsay nodded. "Want some company?"

"Nah, I better go alone," Helen replied. "I need to think things through...clear my mind..."

"Okay," Lindsay said. "I'll be here if you need me."

"Thanks," Helen said, heading out the door.

"Uh...Helen," Lindsay said.

"Yeah?" Helen asked.

"I have a confession to make," Lindsay said.

"Yeah?" Helen asked, turning to face her.

"Umm...the past few days...well...Bobby and I..." Lindsay began. "We kind of got closer...and well...we kissed...a couple times...okay, more than a couple times. Are...are you okay with that?"

"Mmm hmm," Helen lied. "Better you than me."

"Sure you're cool with it?" Lindsay asked, surprised. "I mean I know you two..."

"Hey, Linds, that meant absolutely nothing to me," Helen lied again. "Don't worry about it."

"Okay," Lindsay said. "Have fun!"

"I'll try," Helen remarked, turning away from Lindsay, her emotions angering.

"Knock, knock," Lindsay said, standing in the entrance way to Bobby's room. He turned to see who was there. "Can I come in?"

"Yeah, sure," he said, as she walked inside and shut the door. "So...I talked to Helen," she began.

"Oh, so, you hate me too then?" he asked. "You two start an 'I hate Bobby Donnell' fan club?"

She laughed. "No, I don't hate you," she replied kissing him. "I told her about us."

He pulled away quickly, eyes wide. "You what?" he asked, choking on his words.

"Don't worry," Lindsay remarked. "She's fine with it."

"Really?" Bobby asked, both suprised and hurt. He thought he meant a little more to her where she'd at least be upset when she found out he was dating again...especially since it was her best friend.

"Really," she said. "She doesn't mind at all. I promise."

"That;s good," he said half-heartedly, kissing her again.

"Now," she said, pulling away. "I figure since everyone's out, we have two options. We can either go join them...or..." she began, sitting on his bed. "Stay in."

"Hmm..." he said, sitting down next to her. "I think I'll stay in today. Care to join me?"

"Yes," she said quickly, kissing him passionately.

Nine PM

"Helen Gamble?" a voice asked unsurely.

Helen turned around on her barstool, to face the person who had called her. She had blonde hair, almond colored eyes, and very tan skin.

"Jessica!" she remarked. "Oh, my God! You haven't changed a bit since college! What are you doing here?"

"Me?" she asked. "I live here? What about you."

"Vacation," she said. "Are you a lawyer?"

"Yup," Jessica said proudly. "Defense attorney. Founder of my own firm."

"Really? Impressive," Helen said.

"And you?"

"DA," she replied.

"Let me guess, bad reputation, like always?"

"Well, they call me Trojan Helen," she replied. "You figure it out."

"Oh, God, it is so great to see you!" she remarked.

"Yeah, you two," Helen replied, letting her sit down on the stool next to her.

"So, you're on vacation?" Jessica asked. "With anyone special."

Helen groaned. "Don't even go there."

"Uh oh."

"You remember Lindsay?"

"Dole?"

"That's her," Helen said. "Well she part of my main opposing firm now. Anyway, we room together and stuff and the senior partner in her firm, Bobby...well, he and I...sort of hit it off if you knwo what I mean."

"Helen and a defense attorney," Jessica said. "I can just picture it. Enemies by day, lovers by night...how cliche."

"Yeah, something like that," Helen murmered. "Anyway, we got into a fight over a case and broke things off. And it just so happens that Lindsay's whole firm took this vacation with us, so now I have to put up with him."

"Ooh, sounds fun," Jessica said sarcastically.

"Tell me about it," Helen replied. "Oh, but it gets worse."

"How?" Jessica asked.

"Right before I left the beach house this afternoon, Lindsay announces to me that she's seeing Bobby."

"Ouch!"

"Yeah, my best friend and ex-boyfriend," Helen remarked. "But it doesn't bother me."

Jessica shot her an incredulous look. "Yeah, right," she replied.

"It doesn't!" Helen insisted.

"Yeah, so you just spent five minutes of your life telling me something that you don't care about," Jessica said. "Yeah, I'm so buying that!"

"Helen put her head down on the counter and groaned. "You're right," she admitted. "I hate the whole thing."

"You know what you need," Jessica said. "Closure. Once you admit the relationship's over than you'll feel better."

"Yeah," Helen said.

"Yup," Jessica replied. "All you need is closure."

"And beer," she remarked, loud enough for the bar tender to hear her.

Lindsay and Bobby sat cuddling on the couch, watching a movie. Rebecca and Jimmy had just gotten back from eating with Lucy and Ellenor. However, Ellenor and Lucy decided to stay out longer, and Rebecca and Jimmy went home. They were in their rooms, probably getting ready for bed.

"Are you scared yet?" Bobby teased Lindsay.

"No," she said.

"Now?" he asked after a few seconds.

"No!" she remarked.

About a minute went by. "How about now?" he teased.

Annoyed, Lindsay playfully threw a piece of popcorn at him. Bobby then in turn threw some back to her, and they continued with their "popcorn fight" until Lucy and Ellenor came inside.

"Prepare yourselves," Ellenor warned them.

"Why?" Bobby and Lindsay both asked.

For Helen," Ellenor said. "She kind of went out and..."

"She's completely trashed," Lucy said. "But she doesn't know we saw her, so we have to go..."

"Yeah, just warning you," Ellenor said, as she and Lucy rushed up the stairs.

"Helen, drunk?" Bobby asked, surprised.

"I know, that doesn;t sound like Helen at all," Lindsay said.

A few minutes later they heard the door open, and heard footsteps.

"Hello?" a voice called out.

"Uh...in here," Lindsay muttered.

"Hi," a blinde-haired woman said. "I believe she belongs to you," she said motioning to Helen.

"Jessica?" Lindsay asked, unsurely.

"Hi Lindsay," Jessica replied.

"What happened?" Lindsay asked, noticing her propping Helen up.

"Well, I ran into her at the bar," she began. "We had a few drinks, then I stopped, but she just kept on going. I finally stopped her and decided to bring her here. I was just lucky she remembered the address at this point."

Lindsay got up from next to Bobby and grabbed Helen's arm.

"Helen," she replied, tapping her head. "Helen wake up!"

Helen's head shot up, her eyes bloodshot and she started laughing. "You!" she remarked pointing at Bobby. "You!" she repeated laughing.

"Let's get her upstairs," Lindsay said to Jessica.

Jessica nodded, but Helen brushed them both off of her. "I can walk!" she insisted, her words slurring and she started laughing again, confusing Lindsay, Jessica, and Bobby.

"I am SO over you!" she remarked pointing to Bobby. She nodded repeatedly up and down. "That's right," she said, her words still slurring. "I don't love you anymore!"

"Uh, honey, I don't think you ever loved him," Lindsay replied, taking her arm.

"I did!" she insisted, pushing Lindsay's arm off of her. "But not anymore. No, 'cause you are a really, really, really, super, duper, big JERK!" she called to Bobby.

"Helen I think you should go upstairs," Lindsay said nodding, and offering her arm.

Helen looked at Lindsay for a second then slapped her across the face. "And you!" Helen remarked. "You're a bitch!"

"Helen, let's go," Jessica said. She didn't want Helen saying anything that she might regret in the morning. "Come on."

"No! She is!" she remarked. "You're s'posed to be my friend!"

"Helen I thought you didn't have a problem with me and Bobby," Lindsay said, still partially in shock from being slapped.

"I wasn't!" Helen yelled. "But I am now! And you want to know why?" She turned to Bobby. "Because I have cah-losure! (She's sounding out closure as she's saying it.) "Yes, I do!"

"Helen,let's go," Jessica said taking her arm.

"Fine," she remarked, and then turned to Bobby. "But I am through with you mister! I'm not going to cry over you anymore...'cause I have CLOSURE!"

"First door on the right," Lindsay said, as Jessica took Helen up the stairs.

Lindsay sighed as she sat down next to Bobby.

"What the hell was that all about?" he asked.

The Next Day

Helen stood in the shower, closing her eyes as the hot water hit her. She could surprisingly remember what happened last night. She winced thinking of what she had said to Bobby. She had made it so obvious that she still loved him, and she was furious at herself for allowing him to know that.

She couldn't believe she could be so stupid! Things would have been so much easier if she would have just not said anything. But, no, she had to open her mouth. Not like she could really control what she had said...she was too drunk to do that.

Sighing, she turned the water off, and climbed out. She quickly wrapped her robe around her, and sat down on the edge of the tub. She rested her head in her hands, going over what to say if she was confronted by Bobby...or Lindsay.

She turned as she heard somebody come in and quickly stood up when she relized it was Bobby.

"Oh, God, I'm sorry," he remarked, turning the other way.

"No, no, it's okay, I should have locked the door," she said.

He started out the door and then stopped.

"I need to talk to you," they both said at the same time.

"He came back inside and shut the door. "What?" he asked.

She sighed, sitting back down. "About last night. I...I was completely trashed, and whatever I said..."

"You said you still loved me," he replied.

"No I didn't," she said a little too quickly.

He looked at her. "Yes, you did."

"I said loved," she said, accenting the "d". "I said I love you...I...I mean I loved you."

"But you meant that you still do," he said.

"No...I..."

"I didn't know that you ever did," he replied truthfully.

"I never did," she siad, looking down at the floor.

"Helen," he said.

"Fine," she remarked. "God! Of course I did Bobby! How could I not! But...it's too late...you're with Lindsay now, and I...I screwed up," she said.

"Helen..." he began.

"I have to go," she said, rushing out of the bathroom.

"Helen, wait!" he called, as Lindsay rounded the corner and saw him.

"What was that all about?" she asked quickly.

"Nothing," Bobby said.

"My God," Lindsay said. "You still love her."

"No!" he insisted.

"God, how could I have been so blind," Lindsay said. "It's written all over your face."

"Lindsay I..." he began. "I'm sorry, I just...we tried but..."

She shrugged, pretending not to be hurt. "You can't help who you love," she said, understandingly. "But you better hurry up before she's gone forever."

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