Love My Way….

There's an army On the dance floor
It's a fashion With a gun my love
In a room Without a door
A kiss is not enough In ---Psychedelic Furs (Love My Way)

Disclaimer: I do not own or have any rights to The Breakfast Club.

Claire walked down the stairs and took a breath. Sitting on the front steps of her home with a cup of coffee in her hand she watched the world roll by. Saturday morning's were the best time of her week. She was able to appreciate the peace of the neighborhood before everyone else woke up. Peace. It was something she loved now. No screaming from her parents or drunken fights to clean up after anymore. She had her own place now where peace was something she had always. After the death of her mother last year, Claire had inherited enough money to keep her comfortable for three lifetimes and the peace she had been longing for.

After the reading of the will, which stated that Claire got everything her father flipped out and went on a rampage. Screaming that he had dealt with the whore and he got nothing. Claire gave him some money to calm him down and he disappeared, she hasn't seen or heard from him since then. She bought the two story town house for herself and then asked John to move in with her but he shut down on her.

Money changed her now he said. Before it was her parents…but now it was Claire's. She would never be the Claire that he had meet in detention five years ago. She tried to tell him nothing changed but he shut down. They said ugly things to each other and he left. Moved out of his place and changed his phone number. If he talked to any of the other Breakfast Club members they never told her.

The Breakfast Club…she thought and smiled. Five years had passed since that Saturday in detention with The Breakfast Club. That Saturday changed her life. She met her best friends and the man that ended up being the love of her life.

Brian got a full scholarship to MIT but was in constant communication with everyone while they were apart. John left his parents house and got a construction job after he graduated from summer school. He had his own place that Claire spent a lot of time at, when she wasn't in her dorm room. Andy, Alison and her ended up going to Northwestern and the two girls were roommates all through college. The two of them ended up balancing each other out and had become best friends. Alison still with Andy was happier than she thought was possible. She had just spoken to her on Monday…..

Earlier that week:

"Claire. He asked. We're getting married!"

"Oh Ally! That's wonderful news." Claire sat down on her sofa and curled her legs up underneath her. "When are you guys going to get married?"

"Andy says he's waited long enough…we're going to get married next month."

"WHAT!" Claire jumped up and squealed. "Ally, that is so soon. What about bridal showers and bachelorette parties…"

"There will be no bachelorette parties Claire." Claire could hear a struggle and laughing as Ally pulled the phone back form Andy. "Stop it Andy…let me talk to her. Go sit down."

Claire laughed and sat back down. "Next month Ally really?" "Yep, we're going to get married at the Barn of Barrington. We can have the whole thing there, Ceremony and reception. "

Claire nodded remembering that she heard from her mother that it was a dreary place. She never understood why people would want to get married there. But for Ally and Andy....it was perfect. "Claire, I'd like you to be my Maid of Honor."

"Oh my God…yes Ally I would love to be." Claire jumped up and grinned.

"Perfect. Meet me at our spot tomorrow at noon and we can discuss and plan and shop!"

Claire laughed and wished them congratulations again before they ended the conversation.

Back on the stoop:

Claire took a sip of coffee and thought about it all. If things hadn't fallen apart between her and John they would be getting married next month. Looking down at her left hand where the engagement ring should have been. Now it was sitting at the bottom of her jewelry box where she wouldn't have to look at it every day. Six months later and Claire was still in love with John Bender and looking at his engagement ring broke her heart all over again. Taking a sip of her coffee Claire saw a familiar pair of boots stop in front of her and she felt that tightening in her chest.

Lifting her head she looked up and saw him. His dark brown hair still covers his eyes but it was shorter or more controlled. John was wearing his dark denim jeans over his black doc martins. His gray t-shirt was tucked in to his jeans. He still looked sexy as hell and made her heart flip flop.

"Fancy meeting you here Princess." He softly said.

Claire lifted her gaze to meet his and she just watched him for a moment. John Bender... The man that held her heart in his hands, the man that took that heart and stomped on it.

"It is, especially seeing that this is my house John."

John shuffled and looked at the ground. "Yea, Brian told me where I could find you." Lifting his gaze he looked her in the eye. "You look good Princess."