OMG I can't believe how many people are not agreeing with Jason LOL. Totally understandable all you B/D fans but stick with me, it WILL happen. A very big Dylan chapter is in the near future along with Kelly as Brenda has something she needs to work out with her. Thanks for all your wonderful reviews guys! Luv ya!

Love At First Sight

"Bren, you look great," Jason commented later that evening as the two were getting ready to go out for dinner together.

"Thank-you," she replied, giving him a sweet peck on the lips. "Em, are you going to be alright here for a while?"

"Yup, Grammy Iris is going to be here soon so I'll be fine," Emma replied, switching on the television to her favourite show. Brenda nodded and kissed the top of Emma's head.

"Okay, well, we'll be back later tonight and don't stay up too late, okay? You DO have to go to school tomorrow," she lectured. Emma nodded.

"I know, I know. Have a good time!" Brenda and Jason then closed the door behind them and made their way to the car.

Once arriving at the restaurant, the two grabbed a table and ordered some champagne.

"It feels so good to be out," Brenda commented, taking a sip of her champagne. Jason nodded in agreement.

"Yes, it sure does," he said nervously. "Hey, do you remember, the first time I took you out?" Brenda nodded.

"Of course, it was at the exact same restaurant."

"Yeah…" he replied trailing off. Brenda shot him a funny glance.

"Jason, is everything alright?" she asked. He took a deep breath and nodded.

"Yeah, I guess I just thought this would be so easy and it's definitely not."

"What do you mean?" she asked slowly.

"Well, I may as well cut to the chase," he said, getting down on one knee. "Brenda, I have been in love with you from the moment I first laid eyes on you. You were so beautiful and confident, strong and talented; I just couldn't keep my eyes off you. Brenda Walsh, will you marry me?" he asked, pulling out the ring. Brenda's eyes went wide.

"I…uh…I," she flustered.

"It's okay, I understand. It's too fast. It's just when you said you loved me last night…I just thought…" Brenda rested a hand on his shoulder.

"Of course I'll marry you," she said genuinely. This time it was Jason's eyes going wide.

"Bren, I don't want to pressure you into doing anything you're not ready to do." She cupped his face in her hands.

"There's nothing I'd rather do than marry you," she said, leaning in and pecking him softly. He smiled and carefully placed the ring on her finger.

"It was my great grandmother's," he said after taking a seat at the table.

"It's beautiful, wow it must be nearly a hundred years old." He nodded.

"Actually over a hundred but yes, it's quite old. My mother gave it to me just before she died and told me to give it to the one woman who made my heart glow like a roaring fire." Brenda blushed slightly.

"I wish I could've met your parents," she said quietly.

"So do I, they would have loved you and Emma." Jason took a sip of his champagne. His parents had died almost three years ago and it killed him that they would never get to see him tie the knot, especially with such a beautiful woman.

"Hey, maybe you can take me to see them sometime," Brenda suggested, interrupting him from his thoughts.

"That's a good idea. I haven't been to see them in a while and what better occasion then to show off my new fiancée." Just then a waiter came by with their food. A wave of nausea instantly hit Brenda, sending her running off to the washroom, again. When she came back, Jason instantly shot her a look.

"I swear I'm going to the doctor tomorrow. I promise," she said, instantly catching on to what he was getting at.

"Fine," he said, satisfying himself with her response. The rest of the evening went quite well and when they got home, Emma nearly shrieked.

"Did you say yes?!" she cried. Brenda smiled.

"Of course, he's far too charming to say no," she joked. Emma beamed.

"So, when can I start calling you Dad?" she asked humorously. Jason chuckled.

"Whenever you want Em." She hugged them both.

"Sounds good Dad."

"Okay rug rat," Brenda said, "It's time for you to head to bed." Emma nodded obediently.

"Okay, but there are some messages on the machine for you," she replied before heading off to the bathroom to brush her teeth. Brenda walked over to the machine and hit 'play'.

"Hello, this message is for Brenda Walsh regarding procedure done a few months ago. An appointment has been made for 2 o'clock tomorrow and if cancelations are needed, please call the office as soon as possible. Thank you, bye," the voice of a secretary came. Jason eyed her suspiciously but didn't say anything as there were more messages to be heard.

"Hey, Bren, it's Kel. I've just been informed that the school will be closed for two weeks so guess who's coming to see you?! Sam and I will be there tomorrow night. Can't wait to see you and Em. Give her my love! Bye!" A grin filled Brenda's face.

"I'm guessing that's Kelly?" Jason asked, after the message had ended. She nodded.

"The one and only. She's a guidance counselor at the high school we both went to in Beverly Hills. I haven't seen her ages since there's a whole ocean separating us and she works non-stop ten months of the year. Oh Em will be so excited!"

"Well, I can't wait to meet her. Hey, do you want me to go with you to the appointment tomorrow? It sounds kinda serious," he asked with concern. She shook her head.

"No thanks, I think you better go to that audition. It's probably nothing and I'll be fine."

"Alright, but call me as soon as it's over."

"I promise," she replied, kissing him and yawning. "Now let's head to bed, I'm exhausted."

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"Hi, do you have an appointment?" the receptionist asked the next as Brenda walked up to the front desk. She nodded.

"Yes, I have a two o'clock appointment with Dr. Wyatt," she replied. The receptionist turned her attention to her computer for a moment then back to Brenda.

"Brenda Walsh I presume?" Brenda nodded and the woman smiled brightly.

"She'll be with you in a moment and must I say, your performance in the play Saturday night was absolutely magnificent," Brenda smiled politely. She understood how she was basically a celebrity in London at the moment, but after a while, it was definitely getting a little annoying how everyone seemed to think they knew you.

"Thank you, um, I'll just wait over here?" the woman nodded and Brenda took a seat on a chair closest to her. She grabbed a magazine and began to flip through it, surprised to find a shot of her and Jason together with a heading 'A little more than friendly?' She quickly closed the magazine, obviously outraged. It was ridiculous finding rumors about yourself simply because you were good at what you did. Before she had any more time to dwell on the situation, a woman in a white coat approached her.

"Ms. Walsh?" she asked. Brenda smiled.

"Dr. Wyatt, hi," she said, getting out of her seat and following the woman to another room where she took a seat.

"How are you feeling today Brenda?" the doctor asked once the two had sat down.

"Fine?"

"Great, well, I have some news for you that might be rather upsetting. It seems there were some complications with the procedure we did on you a few months ago."

"Complications?" Brenda asked with worry. The woman nodded.

"Yes, it seems that…"

"That what?" she asked impatiently. When she awoke this morning, she definitely wasn't expecting to be in this situation.

"I'm sorry Brenda, but it seems you're unable to have any more children." Brenda's mouth went dry, her throat choked up and she felt like she was going to be sick.

"You're sure about this?" she asked after a long pause. The doctor nodded sadly.

"I'm so sorry."

"Yeah…me too," she answered, making sure to keep the tears from her voice.

"Is there anyone you can call? A husband or boyfriend?" She ran her hands through her hair, feeling overwhelmed with the situation .

"Uh, no, thank you…I'll be fine. Actually, I came here for something else."

"Sure Brenda," the woman offered sympathetically.

"Well, I've been getting hit with this insane nausea for the past few days and it might just be the flu or something, but I'd really like to get it checked out." She nodded.

"Sure, we'll just take some blood tests and we'll find out for sure." Brenda nodded and followed the doctor to another room for some blood tests.

"Okay Brenda, we won't know the results for a few hours yet. Is there a mobile number I could contact you at or will you be home all day?"

"No, I have another number you can reach me at," she replied, giving the doctor the number.

"Great, I'll let you know in a few hours and we'll go from there."

"Alright, thanks," she said, walking out of the doctor office. As soon as she walked out the door, her cell phone lit up indicating an incoming call. She smiled seeing the call was from her twin brother, Brandon.

"Hello?" she answered.

"Bren, hey, it's me."

"Man, am I glad to hear from you," she said with relief.

"Bren, what's wrong?" he asked with brotherly concern.

"Uh well, nothing and everything."

"Well come meet me for lunch and tell me everything."

"Wait a sec, you're here? In London?"

"Yeah, that's kinda why I called your cell instead of the apartment."

"Great, I'll meet you at Bronc's," she said before hanging up and heading for the restaurant. Fifteen minutes later, she spotted Brandon and smiled.

"Hey Bren," Brandon said, enveloping his twin in a warm hug.

"Brandon, it's so good to see you," she replied, taking a seat across from him.

"You too, sis, whoa is that what I think it is?" he asked, referring to the diamond on her finger. She nodded.

"Yup, I'm getting married." He smiled.

"Bren, that's great! Is Em okay with it?" Brenda chuckled.

"Are you kidding? She might be more in love with him than I am," she joked.

"Well I'm really happy for you Bren. Now tell me what's been bothering you." She sighed loudly. There was so much that had happened since the last time she had talked to him.

"Well, Dylan met his daughter for the first time." Brandon's eyes nearly popped out of his head.

"You finally told Dylan?" she shook her head.

"Nope, he found out for himself and when I told him I didn't want him to see her, he threatened me with his fortune." Rage filled Brandon's face. If there were two people in Brandon's life that you just didn't screw with, it was his sister and niece.

"Why didn't you call me? I would've taken the first flight to London and told him exactly how it is." Brenda chuckled. Even though they were twins, Brandon had always taken the older brother role and had always been protective of his 'little sister'

"You know, as much as I would have liked that, I don't think that would have been best. I mean I really brought this on myself. What was I thinking not telling him about her? Everything is just so messed up right now and Em's thrown right in the middle of it. It's all my fault." Brandon shook his head.

"No Bren, it's not. You waited for him to come back for you and fight for you and he never did. You owe him nothing and he owes you everything."

"I know, but I do owe Em a father."

"I think you've already got that covered," he said, glancing at the glittering ring.

"Yeah, right. That's a whole other story," she said sadly. Brandon placed his hand overtop hers.

"I've got time." She sighed. She was so fortunate to have a brother like him.

"Well, I went to the doctor this morning and it seems Emma will be my first and last child."

"You can't have any more kids?" he asked with surprise. She nodded sadly.

"Yeah, great timing hey. I just hope Jason's not too upset."

"That's his name?" she nodded.

"Yeah, how long are you in town?"

"A few days."

"Great, well you are definitely staying with us at the apartment and guess what, Kel and Sammy are coming in tonight." He smiled all too enthusiastically.

"Kelly? Is Sammy coming in to see his dad?" he asked. Brenda shot him a confused look.

"His dad?"

"Yeah, isn't Dylan still in town?" Anger burned in Brenda's eyes.

"Dylan's Sammy's dad?" Brandon nodded slowly.

"You didn't know?"

"No, I didn't." Suddenly her phone started to ring and she answered it, assuming it was the doctor's office. "Hello?" she answered.

"Brenda, hi, it's Dr. Wyatt. Listen you won't believe it, but we need you back right now. We've found the cause of your symptoms."

"Okay, I'll be there in about twenty minutes," she replied before hanging up and turning her attention back to her brother. "Listen Bran, I hate to cut this short but I really need to get back to the doctor's office. I'll call you as soon as I'm done and maybe you can come with me to pick up Emma from school."

"Sure, Bren, but hey, wouldn't it make more sense if I just come to the doctor's office with you? I'll wait outside if you want." She thought for a moment then nodded.

"Sure, let's go."

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"Brenda, so great to see you again," Dr. Wyatt said, shaking her and Brandon's hands.

"You too, uh this is my brother Brandon," Brenda replied, introducing her twin to the doctor. Dr. Wyatt smiled kindly.

"Nice to meet you." He smiled back.

"You too."

"Okay well, let's just cut to the chase. Your symptoms are completely normal so nothing to worry about although if the nausea gets too bad, I can give you something to tone it down a bit."

"Uh, my symptoms? What exactly do I have?" She smiled.

"Congratulations Brenda, you're eight weeks pregnant." Both Brenda and Brandon's eyes went wide.

"Bren, I thought you said you couldn't have any more kids," Brando clarified.

"Well, that was the diagnosis but it seems your future niece or nephew is quite the little miracle baby," the doctor clarified. Brenda was still stung with shock.

"H-how is this even possible?" she asked. Dr. Wyatt shrugged.

"We haven't a clue but you should really get in touch with your gynecologist in the next few weeks. Oh and one more thing, you really need to be extra careful with this pregnancy as it is very possible you won't get another one." She nodded.

"Thanks Doc," Brenda said, leaving the office with Brandon in tow.