Things get a little more serious and secrets come out. Enjoy!

Always Be My Baby

Chapter 2

You'll always be a part of me

I'm a part of you indefinitely

Girl don't you know you can't escape me

Ooh darling cause you'll always be my baby

Dylan and Brenda trailed behind as Kelly and Brandon made eyes at each other walking from the car. Dylan's hand rubbed the small of her back gently. She looked at him, and shook her head, he was relentless. She sighed out loud.

"What?" He asked innocently.

She grabbed hold of his hand and stopped him suddenly, "What are you doing Dylan? We haven't seen each other in two years and from my memory it didn't end all that well…you think you can just kiss me and touch me whenever you want?"

He tilted his head from one side then the other thinking, "Yeah…yeah I do." his voice filled with confidence, he leaned in and pecked her nose. "You're my girl."

Brenda raised her eyebrows crossing her arms, "I haven't been you're girl in a long time."

He reached out, letting his thumb caress her cheek before his arm dropped, "Babe…you'll always be my girl."

Brenda huffed, "God you're so frustrating." she shook her head looking down.

"I've been told." he replied.

"Guys? You coming?" Brandon and Kelly looked at them holding open the door to the restaurant.

Brenda cleared her throat and forced a smile, she nodded, "Yeah."

Brenda grabbed the door from them as they walked in, she threw it gently open so Dylan could follow her. He slapped her ass from behind. She squeaked causing Brandon and Kelly to turn around.

"You okay?" Kelly asked concerned.

Dylan chucked, she looked at him daggers in her eyes, "I'm good."

Brandon and Kelly looked to each other before turning back to the hostess. "Oh you are." Dylan murmured.

Brenda shook her head with a laugh. She wasn't going to comment.

The hostess led them to their table and Dylan with an extra hop in his step went first following the happy couple. Brenda reached and pinched his ass as hard as she could.

"Owe Bren…geez." All three of them looked at her.

Kelly and Brandon eyed them as they took their seats. The waiter introduced himself and asked Brandon if he wanted to get started off with a drink. He looked at Kelly, she nodded.

"The beautiful woman beside me will have a glass of chardonnay, What do you have on tap?" Brandon asked thoughtfully. The waiter ran off beers. He ordered and thanked him.

The Waiter turned to Dylan, "Anything for you?"

"Yeah…she'll have a Jameson Ginger and I'll have a scotch neat." Brenda and Dylan looked at their menus, obviously not finding anything weird about the exchange.

Brandon and Kelly looked to one another, shock written on their faces, she hadn't told him what she wanted? He placed his elbows on the table and leaned in, "What's with you guys?" he asked confusion still on his face.

Brenda and Dylan's heads shot up at the same time, like a deer in headlights. "Us?" they both said in unison, they looked at each other, then back at Brandon and Kelly, "Nothing." again at the same time.

Brandon chuckled and shook his head, "When is the real last time you guys have seen each other?" Kelly leaned in curiously.

"Two years ago." they said as one.

Brandon cleared his throat looking to his wife to be, she pursed her lips together trying not to laugh. "And…what exactly happened two years ago?"

Brenda smiled leaning back into her chair, "Yeah…Dylan…why don't you tell them what happened?"

Now it was Dylan's turn to purse his lips together except he wasn't happy. "Oh you want to do this? Why don't you tell them what you did to me in London?" They started arguing at the same time, Kelly and Brandon trying to hear what was happening but only hearing mumbled phrases as they clenched their teeth hush yelled at each other.

"Alright…alright." Brandon stopped them, "I'm sorry I asked. Can't we just have a nice dinner?"

"I'm having a wonderful time." Brenda said snootiness in her voice.

"Me too." Dylan said sarcastically.

"Well…good." her tone venomous.

"Yeah were having a wonderful time."

The waiter came and dropped off their drinks as silence fell over the table. Brenda grabbed hers angrily taking a long sip. Dylan took his back in one shot. "Another please."

"Seriously…you guys were fine earlier. What happened?" Kelly asked sadly.

"Forget it Kelly, this whole week is about you and Brandon." She held up her glass with a smile, ignoring her anger to the man sitting next to her. "To Brandon and Kelly…to true love."

Kelly and Brandon looked to one another picking up their drinks and the three cheers together.

"Unbelievable." Dylan shook his head.

The rest of the dinner was anything but normal. Brenda and Dylan continued bickering or ignoring each other. Kelly and Brandon kept giving each other looks not knowing what was going on at all. Brenda and Dylan both drinking too much, to soothe the anger and awkwardness of they night. Pretty soon they were back at home as Brenda stomped into the house, taking off her jacket roughly. Her and Dylan both feeling no pain by the looks of their glassy eyes and posture.

"Look…I don't know what's going on with you two but there was actually a point to going out tonight." Brenda and Dylan stood next to each other arms crossed as they looked at Brandon and Kelly holding hands.

"I wanted to ask you if you would be my maid of honor?" Kelly said with a sad smile.

"And if you would be my best man? Can you guys put this aside and get along to be partners? To work together?" Brandon asked hopeful.

Brenda and Dylan sighed and looked at each other feeling badly. They both nodded like two little kids getting in trouble in the principles office. "We would be honored to be your maid of honor and your best man." Brenda answered for both of them.

Brandon and Kelly smiled, "Good." he leaned in kissing Kelly's temple…"We're going to bed…Dylan you had enough Scotch to fill an empty bottle…you are not driving. Take my old room."

Brenda rolled her eyes and Dylan nodded still feeling badly. They watched Brandon and Kelly head upstairs. Brenda started up the stairs but Dylan took her hand gently.

She looked at him defeated, "I think we need to talk." he said with seriousness.

She took a second staring into his eyes, he looked defeated too. She nodded pulling her hand from his and moved toward the couch. She plopped down as she looked down.

"Bren…why are you so mad at me?" He sat beside her.

"Why are you so mad at me?" Brenda asked in return.

"Cause your mad at me!" he raised his voice an octave.

Brenda sighed, "I just don't get you. I come back here and you expect to pick up exactly the way we left off, but it isn't how we left off Dylan."

"I asked you to marry me Bren and you said no."

"And you left me…again." Brenda looked at him, her eyes swelled with tears. She may put on a good front but the one person that could break her was Dylan.

"I didn't leave you…you…said…no." he emphasized. "What did you want me to do…I came to you, we had an amazing couple of weeks…"

Brenda got up angrily interrupting, "DO YOU HONESTLY THINK I WANTED TO SAY NO?" tears spilled over and she wiped them away quickly. She didn't want to be a fragile little thing, she was strong, she didn't want him to see how much he affected her. She tried to rein in her anger knowing Brandon and Kelly had probably just heard her, not that they would understand. "Saying no to you was the hardest thing I have ever done." she said quietly.

Dylan got up and stepped to her, his face close to hers, his expression confusing, not sure if he was angry or horny. Brenda held her ground, keeping her eye contact with him.

"Why DID you turn me down Bren?" he clinched his teeth. He softened, "After the first year in London…you wanted to get married, we talked about it all the time."

"You didn't ask when we were together in London." Brenda was confused, "You left me!" her voice broke.

"You cheated on me with James!" he said it harshly yet quietly.

Brenda shook her head quickly, "I didn't cheat on you Dylan…we were doing a play."

Dylan ran his hand roughly through his hair as he turned away from her, trying to control the hurt and anger he felt rising again after all this time.

"Brenda." he sighed out turning towards her, "I saw you…outside of the theater kissing him."

Brenda looked at him surprised remembering that time. It was so long ago, four years to be exact. She had gone back to her apartment that night, Dylan being in one of his moods. They made love, but it wasn't like it usually was it had felt a lot like goodbye. The next day he was gone, the last thing he said to her as he left their apartment was, I can't do this. She shook her head everything becoming clear. She sat on the couch, she cleared her throat and looked into his hurt eyes, "If you would have stayed 2 minutes longer you would have seen James gain my right hook. He kissed me Dylan…I didn't kiss him back." She said sadly now knowing him leaving her was because of this…not her.

Dylan took a deep breath, his eyes closed, jesus this was more fucked up then he had even known. He had jumped to the conclusion and ruined everything.

The two were silent, all the drama of their relationship at that time coming into focus. They hadn't talked about it. Dylan came back out to Beverly Hills, angry at Brenda. He tried to move on as best he could, letting his split with her and the demons of his past catch up with him spiraling him out of control. Lying to Kelly about when they had broken up, because the truth was too painful. Brenda carried on, throwing herself into her work letting years pass before finally hearing tidbits from Brandon that Dylan had struggled here in L.A. with drugs and depression that year he came back and then got straight, only to reunite with Kelly at Donna and David's wedding. That only coming out after the wedding, the wedding she refused to go to, especially without Brandon. It was to hard to face him. Now she wondered if she had come to David and Donna's wedding, maybe things would have been different. Now knowing what she knew about Kelly and Dylan's reunion, only pointed more towards the fact that things probably would have been a lot different. Brandon had told Brenda, Kelly had showed up on his door step in Washington, tearfully telling him how much she regretted that they ended things, how much she missed him and loved him. When Kelly and Dylan had mutually admitted to the mistake they made by getting back together. Dylan had been the one to push her to go to Brandon, as Kelly did to urge Dylan to go to Brenda in London. Of course Brandon had felt the exact same and within a week Brandon had transferred to the L.A. times, they had moved into this house and have been together ever since. Dylan never told anyone he went to London two years ago, he also never told anyone he had proposed to Brenda only to be shot down. Dylan came back, he proceeded to be here alone without her. Kelly always assumed he hadn't taken her advice.

Dylan sadly walked over and sat beside her. The silence almost deafening. Dylan finally spoke, "I'm sorry." he said simply, "I didn't know, you could have told me."

Brenda looked at him, regret visible in his eyes, she nodded sadly, "I'm sorry I didn't. I knew how jealous you were about my friendship and work relationship with him, the love scenes and the play. I didn't want to bring up something that in the grand scheme of things…just didn't matter."

"I feel stupid." he said said honestly. He turned to her looking to her eyes, apologetic and sincere, "Seeing that messed me up Bren…I loved you, trusted you, I was ready to spend the rest of my life with you, only to think we were back where we started."

She looked back at him. His words piercing her heart…her soul. She had no clue. When Dylan had left, she thought he just didn't want to try anymore, that he didn't want to play house anymore, pretend with her.

Brenda wiped the tear that had trickled down her cheek, breathing out it all seeming too much to hear. She used his leg to get up as he watched her carefully. She turned around, tilting her head slightly giving him a sad smile, "If you would have asked me during those three years in London…I would have said yes."

"Baby." Dylan whispered, the realness of everything hitting him like a truck, he didn't want her to leave.

Brenda kept her sad smile, her head tilted, "I'm not anymore." she whispered back sadly and made her way to her old room. Dylan closed his eyes as he leaned back into the couch. The buzz from his scotch wearing off enough to feel his heart break. He didn't understand how two people so perfect for each other, so good together could have messed things up so badly. These last two years they had kept in touch, picking back up as close friends. They lingered on, the time and the drama not breaking their strong feelings for one another. Now her being back just proving that they both couldn't shake one another. Dylan raised his head thinking. He got up and walked as quietly as he could to her room. He looked at Kelly and Brandon's closed bedroom door before slowly opening up the one he stood in front of. Brenda sat on the edge of the bed looking to her feet. Her head raised slowly as she met his intense eyes. Moving inside he clicked the door closed behind him. They stood there silent both knowing that all this information that came out tonight made things a hell of a lot more complicated. Dylan moved towards her as Brenda stood. They crashed together with force. There lips claiming each other in passion. Her tongue fluttered against his, and his hands were deep in the softness of her hair, and it was like time unspooled, carrying them right back to when they were teenagers, when they were truly lovers, when they were together as before. He pulled her against him, thinking that he'd never get her close enough, that if he could fold her inside of him, like a mother tucking a baby into her coat, he'd do it. He'd keep her warm, he'd keep her safe, he'd keep her with him, always. He lowered her gently to the bed. His lips not breaking from hers. His lips moving to her neck, her ear as Brenda's hands rushed through his short hair on the back of his head. She nibbled at his chin, wanting her lips on him as well. His hand pulling her roughly against him, sliding down her thigh as he hitched her leg over his hip so he could ground against her. She moaned softly, finding the friction she had ached for. They continued kissing, sucking, licking only breaking for shirts to come over heads and the rest of their clothes to free them from what they both craved. Their skin against one another, like it had been so many times before. They slowed their kisses, enjoying the feeling of the warmth that they created as their bodies cuddled together, free from their clothes. Her breasts pressed firmly against his bare chest. Their breaths in sync as they looked at one another. "Baby." Dylan breathed the feeling of being like this almost too much, overwhelming right. He rolled over her, settling in between her thighs, his eyes never leaving hers. He gently slipped inside of her heat. Both of them closing their eyes not being able to hold back the soft moan that left their throats. She had one hand on his shoulder, the other slowly stroking his back, from the nape of his neck to the base of his spine. He kept still getting used to the warmth and familiar tightness he craved from her. Their eyes settling back on one another. He reached her stroking her cheek as he burrowed in heaven for a moment. He leaned down taking her lips softly to his, as he moved slowly with in her. Brenda eyes closed as she continued to kiss him, breathing into his mouth exhaling. He moved slowly with her, savoring in the feeling of bliss they created when they moved together. Dylan's kisses got more urgent and Brenda grabbed at him needing more. He pulled out slowly just to plunge into her this time more forceful, not being able to hold back any longer. Dylan groaned loudly into her neck as she moaned softly grabbing at his shoulders, pulling him into her roughly. It was too much, it felt too good, it had been too long. Brenda swiveled her hips, her senses heightened as he thrusted deeper. Their mouths feeding hungrily off each other. The pace quickening, taking them quickly up the height until suddenly they reached the peak. Exploding head first into the abyss. A moan so feral freed from both their mouths it sounded foreign. They shuddered, quaking against each other as they rode out their release, then they stilled. Bound, attached and frozen together as they came down to earth. Their eyes slowly opening, love and fire burning with in.

"You'll always be my baby Bren." he whispered against her lips. Yeah there were a lot of things to figure out now. As she looked into his eyes she realized, she didn't only come back here to watch one of her best friends marry her brother. She had come for him too.

And we'll linger on

Time can't erase a feeling this strong

No way you're never gonna shake me

Ooh darling cause you'll always be my baby

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