Title: The Broken Road

Author: Kristian aka kclynne

E-Mail: kc. Brenda/Dylan, Brandon/Kelly

Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters…

Distribution: This is my first 90210 fic, but I have been successful in the Buffyverse

Chapter 1

"Give me something to come back to," she pleaded with him.

Slowly they were drawn together, almost like two magnets coming together. Their eyes, both as brown as chocolate, couldn't look away from the other. They knew the look that they were both giving each other. It was the "passionate- I-Need-To-Have-You-Now" look.

Slowly, Dylan moved his head up and down and went in to kiss the girl he was with. She was the girl that would always have a place in his heart. No matter what happened in their lives, where they were, who they were with, he would always be connected and apart of Brenda Walsh. Even with Kelly, there was just a part of him that she'd never understand.

Kissing Brenda again brought back so many memories. Memories of high school, memories of day-dreams he had had of the future. A future that held her as his wife and as a mother to their kids and he was the happiest man alive.

Not a lot of words were spoken after that. Dylan held her in his arms and laid her back on the floor of his house.

The next morning, Brenda awoke in bed with Dylan's arms wrapped around her. Dylan was still sleeping next to her when she looked next to her. A small smile crept over her face as she thought about what they had done the previous night. Whatever it was that might have been started, it couldn't last long. She was leaving for London in a week. Still, as she had told Dylan the night before, a lot of things could happen in a week.

"Hey," Dylan greeted her.

Jumping a little, she looked at him.

"You startled me," she told him in a light voice. "I thought you were still asleep,"

Nodding his head back and forth a bit, he yawned almost purposely, to delay the silence. "I woke up about-" he paused to look at the clock, "twenty minutes ago."

Now she was confused.

"I just- I just wanted to hold you for a while," he admitted to her seeing the confusion on her face.

"You can hold me anytime you want Dylan,"

He sat up to be just a little more than eye level with her. Slowly he reached his index finger and lifted her chin up. Looking into her eyes, he moved in and passionately took her in his embrace. As their tongues dueled for dominance, Brenda had to stop if only for a second. All of her old and new emotions were coursing through her. It was a lot to take in.

Dylan, not giving up, moved down to kiss her neck. He felt Brenda's hands on his head, feeling her way through his hair. Slowly, she scratched his scalp, something he had once told her, drove him wild. She couldn't help but moan slightly at all the sensations he was causing within her.

"I want you Bren," he murmured in her ear. Stopping his actions, to look at her more seriously, he told her the truth, "I don't want you to go to London,"

Quickly licking her lips and sitting up with Dylan still half way on top of her, she sighed. She should have guessed something like this might happen, but she honestly thought that it would have been her who had the conflicted feelings.

Running her hands through her recently cut brown hair with few blonde highlights, she said, "Dylan, it's just two months. I'll be back in August and as soon as I get back, nothing will keep us apart. Until then, we can call each other, I mean, I won't be completely off the face of the planet,"

"That's true, and I think now we're more mature, and I think our relationship can survive you being in London for the summer," he said positively.

She nodded her head and added one more important fact, "Plus, we still have this whole week until I leave,"

He recognized the tone in her voice and what she was getting at. Smiling devilishly, he resumed what he had been doing not two minutes prior.

In Washington D.C.

Brandon Walsh couldn't have been happier. He was in Washington D.C., he had met the President of the United States earlier, and he was lying in bed with a beautiful blonde that he had spent the last few months growing feelings for.

The thought of Kelly and Dylan just breaking up or the fact that Dylan was his best friend didn't even enter his mind. He was too blissful from having her there, in his bed, in his arms.

"Hey handsome, whatchya thinkin' about?" she asked him curiously.

Smiling down at her, all he could say was the truth, "You,"

She smiled brightly up at the guy who she'd always kind of had a thing for. She often wondered what would have happened at the Spring Fling during their junior year, if he hadn't basically shot her down. She wondered how much different her life and his life, along with Brenda and Dylan's would have been.

Pushing those thoughts out of her head, she concentrated on the feeling she had now; the one that whispered inside of her that this could be it. This could be the real deal. Those feelings frightened her but; she was okay with that, because she felt so safe with Brandon. She really felt like he was her best friend.

All of a sudden, Brandon started to laugh. Curious to know what about, she asked him, "What's so funny?"

"I'm just wondering how everyone will react when we tell them,"

Rolling her eyes, she just couldn't wait. There were two people in particular she was dreading telling. All of a sudden, she felt like she was back in high school.

TBC...