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Never Shall We Part Again

"Dylan. She's not here," Brenda started, rather annoyed. He looked at her, nothing but sympathy and sadness in his eyes.

"Bren," he began but Brenda held her hands up motioning him to stop.

"Don't even start with me Dylan. Your daughter is not here right now so why don't you just leave."

"Brenda, c'mon. Do you think I'm that heartless to only be worried about Emma's wellness after something like this? What kind of man do you take me for?"

"Oh what do you care about Jason? You hated him from the moment you laid eyes on him because he had me and you didn't," Brenda criticized, her voice starting to crack.

"Bren, I never hated him. I was jealous because he had you but mostly I admired him because he was everything that I wasn't and couldn't seem to be." She looked at him, tears streaming down her cheeks.

"Well that sure would have been nice to know a few hours ago when it actually mattered."

"It does still matter." She shook her head with frustration.

"No it doesn't, because he's not coming back just like you didn't come back for me," Brenda replied, breaking down into sobs.

"Oh, Bren," Dylan said while pulling her crumbling body into a tight embrace. He walked her over to the sofa while wiping her tears. She sniffled a little then looked at him.

"You never got it Dylan. When I told you to leave, I thought you loved me enough to fight for me and come back but when you didn't…I knew you didn't love me." Pain shot through Dylan's heart like a knife. He had never meant to hurt her, but then again that seemed to be his excuse for anything he had ever done to her.

"I-I didn't know." She nodded.

"I know and…I guess that was the problem," she sighed and wiped the tears forming in her eyes. "It doesn't matter anymore because, in the end, I'm still the one sitting here alone." Dylan took her hand in his then stared deeply into her eyes, seeing all the pain written in them.

"I'm here," he said quietly causing Brenda to meet his stare. They continued to look at each other for what seemed like years, both understanding each other's pain and the reality of the situation; they were meant to be together.

It didn't matter if it was Jason or Antonia; the twins or Sammy; it was always going to be Brenda and Dylan.

She felt his lips brush against her own velvety lips in only a manner that Dylan could pull off. The sweet sorrow of the kiss reminded her of the last time she had felt his lips upon her own. It brought pain to her heart to be reminded of everything they had been through together but at the same time, it felt so right.

This time it wasn't the end, it was the beginning and with that one kiss, they knew it was going to work out this time. It just had to for they wouldn't be able to live without each other anymore.

They continued to kiss until they somehow found themselves in the bedroom. He pulled off his shirt then carefully unclasped her bra revealing her naked breasts. Falling onto the bed, she tugged off her skirt and his jeans, then relished in the touch of his fingertips running along her body. He pulled off her panties with such casualty it sent shivers down her spine just as it had those many times before but somehow, it was different this time.

He inhaled the sweet, fruity scent of her hair giving him a natural high that he remembered so vividly. His lips pressed against her neck with passion as he felt them physically connect with each other, completely aware of every curve and arch along each other's bodies. It felt so good; so right. He felt himself escaping from the world around him as he lay on top of her, taking in every single detail. It was just like old times, but better.

Her cloudy grey-blue eyes stared into his dark hazel eyes.

"I love you," she said softly. He kissed her deeply.

"I love you too. I'm not leaving this time," he replied, meaning every word.

"Don't you dare," she said with discrete emotion.

"I won't," he answered genuinely, pulling her into his arms and just lying there, feeling comfort being next to one another. As they lay there, they both knew one thing was for certain. Things were going to be different from now on but it would be for the better because they were finally…together at last.