Author's Note: Okay, here's another chapter for you. Just couldn't stop writing!!


The Time of Our Lives
- Chapter 7 – Brenda and Brandon talk about Kelly and Dylan gets a late night phone call

After about an hour or two, Brenda looks over at Donna, who is trying as hard as she can to pay attention to what Steve and Andrea are saying.

'Donna,' Brenda says as Donna slowly turns her head to where she heard Brenda's voice, 'Snap out of it, girl. It's time to go home and get you in bed. You are fading fast.'

'Now that's the best idea I have heard in a long time. I need to go back to your house and get my stuff.'

Brenda laughs and turns around to address the gang. 'Okay, folks, I think we need to get Ms. Martin home, so we're going to take off. Thank you so much for the party and we will definitely see you guys at the beach tomorrow!' Brenda says as she and Donna walk out of the Pit.

'Okay, Mom, take us home so that we can get Donna to her bed!'

Donna gets her bags from the foyer of the Walsh house and Jim offers to drive her back to her house. Brenda puts her hand on her mother's shoulder and says, 'Well, Mom, I'm so glad to be home, but I am going to crash. I can barely keep my eyes open!'

'Okay, honey. Have a good rest and welcome home!'

Brenda goes up to her room and flops down on her bed. She falls fast asleep and doesn't realize where she is or what is going on when she feels someone shaking her awake.

'Bren?'

'Mmmmm,' Brenda stirs, 'who's there?'

'It's Brandon. I need to talk to you. It's really important.'

'Brandon, what time is it?

'It's almost two-thirty in the morning. Please, Bren, you've been sleeping for like 8 hours.'

'Okay, okay, I'm up,' Brenda rubs her eyes and sits up in her bed. 'What's going on Brandon?'

'It's about Kelly. I think she's still hung up on Dylan. I don't know what to do.'

'Well, what makes you say that?'

'She and I talked about how guilty she feels about the way we got together. She started to feel a little uncomfortable and decided that she needed some kind of closure with Dylan before we could really make a go of this relationship. I supported her and thought that maybe she was feeling overly guilty and regretting the way in which her and Dylan got together in the first place and really needed some closure on that,' Brandon says.

'So, did she talk to him?' Brenda asks.

'Yeah, she talked to him tonight at the Pit, but she didn't look good when she came back inside. I'm not sure what the hell is going on. She wouldn't talk to me after you guys left. What do I do?'

Brenda's heart breaks a little bit for Brandon. 'Another one hooked on Kelly Taylor.'

'Brandon, remember that she must be harboring some pretty strong feelings of regret if she still feels uncomfortable being around the two of you. I'm sure she'll figure it out, but just be prepared if she comes back to you and decides that it's too much for her to handle right now.'

'Yeah, I guess I do need to be prepared for that eventuality,' Brandon sighs heavily, 'I can't help but think that she's so scared of being alone that she's just latching on for dear life.'

'I don't think you have to worry about that, Brandon. I know her well and that's just not something she would do. Just make sure that you're honest with her and with yourself and do what you think is right, okay?' Brenda says as she squeezes his shoulder with her hand.

'Yeah, okay,' Brandon smiles at her, 'I am so sorry for waking you up for this.'

Brenda laughs, 'It's okay Brandon, I probably would have woken up in about an hour anyway.'

Brandon leaves his sister's room and goes back to his own. He lies down on his bed, takes a deep breath, and tries to go to sleep.

Brenda, who is now wide awake, picks up her phone and dials a familiar number.

'I was hoping you were awake too,' Dylan says as he picks up the phone.

'Hey, how did you know it was me?' Brenda asks.

'No one calls me at this hour and the only person I could think of that would have as much jet lag as me was you,' he says.

'Yeah, well, I didn't wake up on my own. Someone woke me up to have a heart to heart about Kelly.'

'Really, he did? That's unlike him, isn't it?'

'Yeah, but apparently, setting up for the party brought back some ugly feelings for Kelly and she didn't know what to do with them.'

'Yeah, she pulled me outside to get some closure on our relationship, but I told her that I didn't need closure. I had already dealt with the fact that she cheated on me with Brandon and that I have already moved on to bigger and brighter things,' he says.

'Well, that's great, but I think he's worried that she won't be able to shake this and that he's going to get the raw end of the deal,' Brenda says with concern for her brother.

'All you can do is stand by him, support him when he needs it, and get out of the way if something horrible goes down.'

'Yeah, I guess. So,' Brenda says seductively, 'what are you doing?'

'With a tone like that shouldn't you be asking me what I'm wearing?' he says with a laugh.

She laughs back at him as he says, 'Why don't you come over here and find out what I'm doing?'

'Dylan, it's two-thirty in the morning.'

'All the more reason to do it. Everyone knows you are on this crazy time schedule, they won't suspect anything, at least not tonight, or maybe even tomorrow.'

'You are bad, Mr. McKay, very, very bad,' she says.

'I know, but you love me for it,' he says.

'Right, well, then I guess I have no choice. Come and get me. I will meet you on the other side of the block,' she says.

'On my way,' he says quickly and hangs up before she can change her mind. Brenda laughs at the dial tone she is now hearing and puts the receiver down.

She carefully gets out of bed and puts on her shoes and a sweatshirt over her pajama top. She grabs her house key and carefully opens the door to her room. She closes the door without a sound and walks down to the kitchen. She carefully unlocks and opens the back door and locks it again with her key. She walks down the driveway and around the corner to wait for Dylan to come and get her.

'Tomorrow is Monday, so Dad will be getting up for work around 5:15am, so I have to be back by then, have to be back before then. Oh, God, I can't wait for Dylan to get here. I have missed him so much.'

Dylan pulls up to the curb and Brenda jumps into the car. She immediately leans over and grabs his face and begins to kiss him passionately. He wraps one arm around her and pulls her closer to him.

'Mmm, Bren,' Dylan says, licking his lips, 'I can't drive when you're doing that.'

'Well, you better learn how, because I'm not going to stop,' she begins to kiss his cheek and works her way down his neck with little kisses and nibbles. He moans out loud at the touch of her lips to his skin and drives as fast as he can back to his house. She runs her hand up his arm to his chest and brushes his nipple through his shirt and works her hand down to his waist.

'Bren, hold up,' Dylan says pulling his head back, 'you are going to cause me to crash this car if you don't stop.'

She smiles at him and cocks her head to the side to look at him. He parks the car and shuts it off and jumps out of the driver's seat. He goes around to her side, scoops her up over the door and almost runs into his house. She begins to laugh at him as he is trying to get inside as quickly as possible. Dylan decides that the bed is too far away and drops her on the couch as he begins to remove his jacket and his shirt. Brenda looks up at him from where he put her on the couch and begins to smile.

He begins to kiss her ankle and works his way from her lower leg up to her hip bone. Brenda shivers a little bit as he nibbles and kisses his way up her stomach to the middle of her chest and up her neck. It was her turn to moan at the sensations he was leaving on her skin as he grabs her hip with his hand and holds on tight.

'God, I've missed you and it's only been like 12 hours,' Dylan says into her ear.

'Mmmmm, don't stop,' Brenda urges.

Unlike all of the other times they were in this position, this time they took it slow. They undressed each other slowly, one button at a time, all the while trying to keep their mouths on each other's bodies at all times. They made love slowly and passionately on the couch in Dylan's living room and afterward held onto each other to keep from shaking.

Dylan looks down at Brenda and wipes the bead of sweat that had formed on her forehead.

'Brenda, I love you so much,' he whispers to her and kisses her on the top of her head.

'I love you,' she replies and pulls him closer to her.

After several minutes of silence Brenda says, 'Dylan, was it just me or did you feel something totally different this time than all of the other times we've had sex?

'No, it's not just you, this time was different, special, filled with love and longing,' he says.

'Mmmmm,' she says. Brenda holds onto him for a little while longer. 'Okay, it's been long enough, and as much as I would love to stay here all night and all day, I need to get back home before they realize that I'm gone,' she says.

'Yeah, alright, how about a shower first, you are covered in sweat and you smell like sex,' he says while he puts his nose in the crook of her neck.

'Dylan! Stop that. I like the smell of sex. I want to keep it.'

Dylan pulls back a little to look at her, 'Bren, you know that you are not the only one who knows what that smells like, right?'

'Yes I do and I don't care.'

He smiles down at her, raises his eyebrows a little bit and kisses her on the nose. 'Okay, well, let's get up, get dressed, and then I'll take you home.'

Brenda and Dylan get dressed and he drives her back to her house. She opens the back door with her key and creeps into the kitchen. She looks at the clock on the wall in the kitchen and registers that it reads four-thirty.

She makes her way back up to her room and closes the door carefully. She climbs back into bed, takes off her sweatshirt and hugs it close to her. 'God, it smells like him.'