DISCLAIMER: I do not own Beverly Hills 90210 or any of the characters involved in this story.
A/N: Okay, so this is it. It's time to find out once and for all who it's going to be.
Will Brenda and Dylan finally reconcile and get back together after an emotional year of turmoil?
Or will Scott finally win over Brenda's heart with his soft nature and devoted friendship and loyalty?
Just one thing, you all have to read this entire chapter. No fair skipping over to the end. LOL
"Are you sure, Mrs. Teasley?" Gill asks. "The song will be over by the time you get back."
"I promise, Gil, as soon as I get back, I'll get out there, alright?" says Mrs. Teasley.
"We're going to hold you to that, Mrs. T" jokes Brandon with a smile as Mrs. Teasley walks out of the ball room headed for the ladies room.
Meanwhile, David continues to pace impatiently outside the women's restroom while constantly looking at his watch as Scott tries to calm him down.
"Would you please just relax?" Scott says.
"How the hell am I suppose to relax, Scott? She's been in there for 45 minutes now." replies David, his tone indicating that he's losing any restraint he has left.
"Kelly and Brenda are in there. If there is a problem, they'll take care of it." Scott says.
Not listening to his best friend, an exasperated David turns around to face the long corridor that leads back to the ball room. Just then, his heart practically jumps into his throat when at the very end of the hall way he spots Mrs. Teasley in her white dress. She might as well be wearing a long black hooded robe and carrying a scythe as far as David's concerned.
The corridor of the hotel leading to the ball room is very long, close to 200 feet. But even with Mrs. Teasley at the very opposite end of the hallway, David can hear the sound of her high heels as they clank on the floor. It's like walking the final mile before execution.
"Oh my god." David cries in a horrified whisper to Scott.
"What?" Scott asks who turns to David, only to see his face has turned pale white and his mouth is gaping. He looks as if he's seen a ghost. Scott turns to see what he's looking at and he freezes as he sees the terrifying sight of Mrs. Teasley gradually getting larger and larger as she walks toward them and the restroom where god only knows what is happening with Donna on the inside.
"Oh god, it's Mrs. Teasley. What are we going to do?" David whispers.
"I don't know. What should we do?" Scott cries in a whisper.
"Well whatever we do, we can't let her go into the bathroom." replies David.
"And just how are we supposed to stop her?" Scott asks as the two of them begin to bicker back and forth in whispers.
David and Scott just stand there, feeling total helpless as with each passing second, Mrs. Teasley takes one more step and inches closer and closer to where they are and to the ladies room.
Just as she is about to reach them, a voice calls out from behind.
"Mrs. Teasley!" shouts a male student from behind. She turns around to see who it is and what he wants. "Can you please help me out? I forgot my parking permit for the hotel tonight. And there is a tow truck driver down there who says he's going to tow my car unless somebody tells me I have authorization to park in the hotel parking lot."
Mrs Teasley sighs. "Okay Joe, just give me a moment and I'll come down and take care of it." Mrs. Teasley says.
"I'm not sure I have that long." replies the student. "He told me he was going to tow my car in five minute unless somebody comes down."
Mrs. Teasley reluctantly agrees to go down with the student and take care of this problem. David and Scott breathe a sigh of relief as they are temporary saved for the moment.
At that point, Kelly emerges from the ladies room as David walks up to her, anxious to find out how Donna's doing. Scott stands right behind David, just as eager.
"Listen guys, we got problems. David, go get Donna's purse, find Brandon and everyone and meet us back here." orders Kelly.
"Why? What's the matter?" David asks with persistency, wanting to know right away what's going on.
"She's smashed. That's what the matter." answers Kelly with a sombre look on her face, that says this is no joke.
"Oh god, you're kidding." David replies in disbelief.
"No, I'm not. So just go and come back. We got to get her out of here." says Kelly.
"Okay." David replies hastily, as he and Scott rush off to the ball room.
David and Scott quickly walk into the ball room as David grabs Donna's purse from the table where they were sitting. They spot Steve and Celeste, still dancing out on the floor while Brandon and Dylan are still conversing over at the table.
"Okay, I'll get Steve. You go get Brandon and Dylan." says David to Scott.
"Right." Scott replies as he takes off, walking toward Dylan and Brandon while David makes his way out on to the dance floor to talk to Steve.
"Hey guys." Scott says to Dylan and Brandon with a nervous grin on his face.
"Scott, how's it going, man?" Brandon says with a cheerful grin on his face.
"Hey man, what did you do? Did you wear Brenda out on the dance floor?" Dylan asks jokingly.
"Yeah, I wish." Scott answers back hastily. "Listen guys, we got problems."
"Why? What's the matter?" asks Brandon as both his and Dylan's faces grown concerned.
Scott leans in so that he can whisper to both Brandon and Dylan. "Donna's hammered." he whispers softly to Brandon and Dylan.
"What?" Dylan asks, in a disbelieving tone.
"Kelly and Brenda are with her right now. They're going to try to get her out of here without anybody seeing her. They sent me out here to get you guys." explains Scott and whisper. In a moment, the happy and jovial moods of Brandon and Dylan disappear.
"Oh no." Brandon replies as the three of them quickly walk off. Brandon goes to find Andrea and Jordan while Scott and Dylan go back to the restroom area.
Meanwhile, David walks up to Steve while he's dancing with Celeste.
"Steve, we have a problem." David says.
Steve looks at David and notices that he's carrying Donna's purse and starts to laugh.
"No David, I think you're the one with the problem." says Steve while laughing. "Seriously, if you're looking to get some action tonight, holding a woman's purse is not the way to go." Steve jokes as Celeste snickers.
David looks down at the purse and rolls his eyes. "Never mind." David replies assertively. "Listen Steve, we got to get out of here."
"What are you talking about? It's not even ten o'clock yet." replies Steve
"I'm talking about Donna's had a little too much." says David, hinting at what the problem has. Steve looks at David, at first not picking up on it, but after a few seconds he realizes what David's saying and his expression turns from a Cheshire cat grin to a look of concern. David nods his head as if to see 'Mhm' as Steve knows exactly what he's getting at.
Steve, Celeste and David quickly exit the ball room.
Scott, Dylan, Steve, Celeste, and David have all gathered around the ladies room as they wait for Donna to come out. People are slowly starting to notice that there is an increasing crowd gathered around the bathroom.
Brandon, Andrea, and Jordan have gone ahead to have the limos pulled around to the front of the hotel.
"I guess no nookie for you tonight, hey Silver?" Steve says to David in a jokingly harsh manner.
"I'm never going to get any." replies a flustered David.
At that point Gil Meyers comes walking up to them, headed for the bathroom. The group quickly tries to look casual.
"Hey Gil." says Steve
"Hey Steve. Hey guys. Taking a little breather?" asks Gil.
"Yeah, you know, it just got a little stuffy in there." replies Dylan as he grabs his neck to make it look like they just came out for some fresh air.
"Well have a good time, all right?" Gil replies as makes his way past Dylan into the Men's room.
"All right, we got to get her out of here, man. Somebody's going to get a little suspicious. You know what I mean?" Dylan says. At that point, the door to the ladies room opens up and Donna stumbles out. Brenda and Kelly are on each side of her, grabbing her arm to hold her up.
"Donna, just hold it together till we get across the lobby, all right." says Kelly, reassuringly.
"I can't." cries Donna, who is making very heavy breathing sounds like she's about to hyperventilate.
"Donna, you've got to do this. If you get caught, they'll throw you out." says Brenda.
"Yeah, they won't let you graduate." says Kelly. "Come on."
The group makes their way down the corridor and down the stairs, encouraging Donna all the way, garnering very little attention along the way. Steve and Scott walk ahead of them as a lookout while David, Dylan, and Celeste follow from behind keeping an eye out for any sign of authority. Brenda and Kelly continue to escort Donna, holding her up with each of them grabbing an arm.
As they get down the stairs and to the lobby, so far so good. No sign of any authority. Very few people are down there, and freedom is just one brisk walk across the lobby and out the doors. As they make their final walk across the lobby, a flash of white walks past them. It is Mrs. Teasley, who is coming back inside after helping the other student out with his car issue.
Mrs. Teasley notices the gang is all walking out together as a group and wonders if they are leaving the prom so early.
"Are you guys leaving already?" Mrs. Teasley asks.
"Uh, we left something in the limo." replies Steve, as he sputters out the first thing that pops into his head in the hopes of getting Mrs. Teasley to go on her way and not think anymore of it. Nervously, Brenda and Kelly tighten their grip on Donna to make sure that she doesn't squirm or lose her balance.
"Oh, well make sure you come back inside in time for the raffle." says Mrs. Teasley with a smile as she appears to have bought it.
"We'll be there, Mrs. T." says Dylan.
"Later Mrs. T." says Steve.
Just as Mrs. Teasley turns and is ready to walk back up the stairs to the ball room, Donna is no longer able to control her balance and both Brenda and Kelly can't hold her up any longer as she collapses, getting Mrs. Teasley's attention as she slowly turns back around and begins walking toward Donna, who is now lying on the floor.
"Donna, get up." whispers David frantically as Mrs. Teasley looks right at Donna and sees the glazed over look in her eyes.
"Donna, are you all right?" Mrs. Teasley asks with concern.
"Hey, Mrs. T. How you doin?" Donna answers in a chipper and drunkenly happy voice. In a matter of seconds, Mrs. Teasley's face turns into a frown of disappointment as she realizes that Donna is intoxicated.
"Donna. Donna, you're drunk." says Mrs. Teasley. Everyone just looks at each other. The look in their eyes says it all. They've been caught "Do you have any idea what this means?"
Donna lets out an untimely chuckle. "That I've had too much to drink." Donna replies to Mrs. Teasley, pointing a finger in her face. Mrs. Teasley starts looking around at everyone with an upset look on her face. Immediately, they look for the quickest excuse she can find.
"She didn't have anything to eat today." says Kelly.
"Yeah, and we were just going to leave with her right now." says Dylan as everyone starts to help Donna up.
"No." orders Mrs Teasley as she holds out her hand, indicating to leave her be. "We'll take it from here. Thank you."
And just like that everything becomes so quiet that you can hear a pin drop as nobody knows what to say or do next. Donna looks up at David, knowing that something isn't right but unable to fully comprehend the severity of the situation. "David, am I in trouble?" she blurts out in a soft voice.
David just leans in and kisses Donna on the forehead to comfort her. He doesn't say anything as he figures she'll have plenty of time to digest the whole situation after she is sober.
"Mrs. Teasley please, I told you that Donna never intended to get drunk. She just had a little champagne at my dad's pre prom party." pleads David as he helps to carry Donna out front where the two limos are parked and waiting for them.
"Yeah, and like we said, she didn't have anything to eat today." explains Kelly.
"Yeah, and we were leaving with her anyways. Can't you just pretend that you never saw us?" asks Steve.
Donna is being held up by David who is next to the limo. The other nine of them are gathered around Mrs. Teasley, who has been joined by Gil Meyers. Mrs. Teasley feels bad for the kids and their situation. She knows that they're good kids and that Donna in particular has never been a problem. But she knows that she has a job to do. And failure on her part to report this would have major consequences on her and the school.
"Look, if it were up to me, I would give Donna an hours of detention and let the whole thing go." says Mrs. Teasley as she stares at the glum faces of the kids. Donna leans over the back of one of the limos as she feels faint. She was barely able to make it to there.
"But the school board is serious about this. I have no choice but to give them a full report." Mrs. Teasley explains.
"A full report?" asks Brenda.
"Yes. Now, none of the rest of you are intoxicated. So your names won't be mentioned." says Mrs. Teasley.
"Mrs. Teasley, what's going to happen to Donna?" asks David.
"I'm afraid that's up to the school board, David. Now I will mention Donna's exemplary record at West Beverly and there's always the chance that they won't decide to take any action." says Mrs. Teasley with a serious look. "But I must say, the chances of that happening are very slim."
Everyone sighs and looks at each other. "Now because this happened at a school function, it is our responsibility to see to it that Donna gets home safely. So, Mr. Meyers has volunteered to escort her home where he will explain the situation to Donna's parents. Those who want to go with her can go."
Everyone shakes their head, acknowledging what Mrs. Teasley has just said.
"Well, I guess that does it for tonight. Gill, you have it from here." says Mrs. Teasley as she takes one last look at Donna and frowns with a sad look on her face She hates what she knows she must to. She turns around and walks back into the hotel.
"Alright guys, I know you all feel bad enough. So I promise, I'm not going to give you any lectures." says Gil Meyers. "My job is to do two things. First is to get Donna home. Second is to give the bad news to her parents. So you guys just let me know what the driving arrangements are. Only deal is I have to go with Donna, and I'll need one of you to take me back here when we're done."
"Well, I'm going with Donna. This is my dad's fault and I owe it to both her and the Martins to explain what happened." says David.
"Okay fine, just let me know what car to put her in." says Gil as he walks over to help David hold Donna up. Everyone else huddles approximately 30 feet away from David, Donna, and Gil.
"Listen guys, we can't take Donna and Gil in my limo." whispers Steve.
"Why not?" asks Brandon.
"Cause there's an empty champagne bottle in my limo." Steve replies
"Yeah Steve, I still can't believe you were stupid enough to steal a bottle of champagne from Mel. I mean what were you thinking." says Brenda.
"Look, I made a mistake all right." says Steve.
"Hey, Hey, this argument can wait for another time." says Brandon. "Right now, we need to figure out what we're going to do here.
"I'm sorry, you're right." says Brenda.
"Alright, so I guess that means Donna, David, and Gill are going to ride in our limo with us." says Brandon.
"Yeah, and I'm definitely going with you guys." says Kelly. "I know Felice the best, and there's a certain way to break this news to her."
"Yeah well count me out. I'm renting this limo by the hour." says Steve.
"Yeah, and I don't really see anything I can do at Donna's other than to offer her morale support, so we'll ride back with Steve." says Andrea.
"Yeah, believe me Andrea, the less people who are there the better." says Kelly.
"So what about Scott and I? Who do we go with?" asks Brenda.
"Well if you two think you can squeeze into the front of my Porsche, I can take you guys home." Dylan suggests.
Brenda contemplates it for a second. She's kind of upset with Steve for bringing the extra bottle of champagne and doesn't really want to go in his limo. She'd like to be there with Donna for morale support, but Kelly's right, the less people there the better. And besides, Scott's been really sweet to her tonight, and she doesn't really want to put him through the agonizing ride to the Martin's house with Donna possibly throwing up in the limo and with Gil Meyers riding along in the car with them. So going back with Dylan seems to be the best alternative.
"Well sure, that's good with me if it's good for Scott." replies Brenda who looks over to Scott to get his take on it.
"Hey, it's cool." Scott says nonchalantly.
"Alright, well, guess we're all set then." says Brandon.
The entire group walks back over to Gil and explains to him the riding arrangements they have worked out. Gil agrees and he and David help to put a completely toasted Donna into the limo that Jim Walsh arranged for Brandon and Brenda that night.
Donna gets in and immediately lies down on one of the limo seats. David gets in next and sits right beside her, looking over her to make sure she's okay. Brandon and Kelly get in next with Gil getting in last and closing the door as the limo takes off.
The remaining people there just watch as the limo drives away. Every person there just stands there for a few moments as they all wonder if this is the last time they will ever see Donna Martin at any sort of West Beverly High function. Each of them has a sinking feeling, some to more degrees than other. They all relive the night in their heads and wonder if there was anything they could have done differently that would have prevented this horrible situation of Donna being caught drunk.
"Well, adios amigos." Steve says in a depressed and out of it voice as Celeste grabs his arm.
"It was nice meeting you all." Celeste says softly and politely to everyone as they all nod and shake her hand.
Steve, Celeste, Andrea, and Jordan walk off and get in their limo as it takes off. At that moment, the valet pulls up with Dylan's Porsche.
"You guys ready to roll?" Dylan asks to Brenda and Scott.
"Yeah, I guess." Brenda replies, her tone emanates sadness and remorse.
"Sure." says Scott who can tell Brenda is feeling really sad right now and wishes there was something he could do to make her smile. But given what just happened with Donna, he knows that's not likely.
Dylan just doesn't say anything. He figures this is just one time where it would be best if he kept his mouth shut and said as little as possible. Dylan goes around and gets in the driver seat of his Porsche while Scott and Brenda squeeze in the one passenger seat in the car.
"Okay, so call me jeeves, but whose house am I going to?" Dylan asks. With Scott not having a car, he could take him home first.
Scott looks over to Brenda, only to see her unresponsive and looking down. "Go ahead and take Brenda home first." Scott says.
"Alright." Dylan responds in a mellow tone as they takes off in his Porsche.
The limousine pulls up to the Martin's nice and luxurious home. By the time Donna has totally passed out and is resting her head on David's shoulder.
The ride over has been so quiet that you could literally hear somebody talk underneath their breath. Gill Meyers was really looking forward to being a chaperone to the prom. But this was one thing he was not counting on, having to tell a kid's parents that their daughter had been caught drunk and would most likely be facing suspension from school.
For Brandon, any thoughts he might have entertained about him and Kelly having any romantic moments at prom would have to wait. Because now was definitely not the appropriate time. Kelly had known Donna for a long time, and for Donna to not be able to graduate with her after these years would be like a stab in the heart.
But the most distraught person in the car was clearly David. He had woke up that morning with such high hopes, thinking this would be the greatest day of his life. He and Donna had finally agreed to consummate their year long relationship with what would have been an unforgettable prom night. But that has now all gone up in smoke as he sees the lights are on at the Martins and he knows it's just a matter of seconds before he comes face to face with Felice Martin and has to tell her the entire story.
The limo comes to a complete halt in front of the front door and the dead silence is finally broken by Gil.
"Alright, you all know what we have to do. Who wants to come with me to be the bearer of horrible news?"
"Oh I'll go. After all this, I owe it to the Martins." says David, who is overridden with guilt.
"David, let me go, I know Mrs. Martin the best. I know how to break it to her" says Kelly.
"Look, both of you come. Brandon, you stay here with Donna." says Gil.
"Fine." Brandon agrees. He had no problem staying in the car. After all, he didn't know Felice at all and he'd just assume be left out of it as much as possible. The only reason he was there was to make sure that the limo got home okay.
David, Kelly, and Gil all get out of the car and walk up to the front door as David rings the doorbell. In a few seconds, the front light comes on and Felice answers the door in her robe with a look of surprise on her face.
"David, Kelly, I….. What's going on?" Felice asks with a look of grave concern on her face. Within seconds, Donna's father appears behind his wife.
"Hello Mrs Martin, Dr. Martin." greets David.
"What are you all doing here? Shouldn't you all be out enjoying prom night?" Dr. Martin asks. Immediately Felice knows something isn't right and her face turns to sheer panic.
"Where's Donna? Is she all right? What's wrong with Donna?"
"Mrs. Martin, calm down." says Kelly.
"I won't calm down until somebody tells me what's going on. I need to know my baby is okay." says Felice.
"She's fine, Mrs. Martin." says David. "Atleast she will be in the morning."
"What do you mean by that? DAVID?" screams Felice.
"Guys, where's Donna?" Dr. Martin asks.
"She's all right, she's out in the car." says Kelly.
"Mrs. Martin, Dr. Martin, I'm Gil Meyers, an English teacher at West Beverly and I was one of the chaperones at the prom tonight. And believe me when I tell you that I hate to be the one to have to tell you this news." says Gil.
"Look, would you just skip the small talk and get right to the point. Why are you here?" asks Felice in an impatient and unwelcoming tone.
"Mrs Martin, Donna passed out in the lobby of the Bel Age hotel in front of Mrs. Teasley where it was discovered that she was intoxicated." says Gil. David swallows hard, while Kelly grimaces. Felice and her husband just look at each other in disbelief as they both look out to the limo where their intoxicated daughter is.
The silence is deafening as nobody knows what to say at that point.
Dylan pulls up the Walsh driveway in his Porsche. There had been many nights prior to this that he had pulled up this exact same driveway under much happier and much more festive circumstances. But now, a day that started out very depressing in Baja now appears to be ending very depressing at Casa Walsh.
The car comes to a complete stop and the engine cuts off. Very little has been said on the ride over. Scott really hates it. He wants to say something positive and uplifting to pick Brenda's spirits up. The only thing he wanted was to be able to make Brenda happy on her prom night. But after what happened to Donna, any sort of happiness for her now seems like it's out of the question.
Brenda also feels bad. Not just for Donna, but she feels bad for Scott. Scott had been so sweet to her all night and had really gone the extra mile and did everything he possibly could to see that Brenda had as good a time as possible, and now this night which she thought would be a celebration of their friendship would nor forever be marred by Donna getting drunk and getting busted.
Meanwhile, Dylan finds himself in a very unusual position of being the third wheel. By now he's really questioning his decision to rush back up to LA from Baja to go to the prom. It definitely had not been worth it. They called it a night to remember, but this had been one night Dylan would just assume forget. Sure, he got to have a nice reminiscing dance with Brenda. But that was one rose in the middle of a giant thorn bush which included bad moments such as Kelly arguing with him and Donna getting busted for being drunk.
Dylan walks around to the hood of his car while Scott helps Brenda out and then escorts her up to where Dylan is.
"Thanks for the ride, Dylan." says Brenda.
"Don't mention it." Dylan replies softly, in an unemotional tone.
Brenda takes a few steps towards Dylan and grabs his arm and leans into him. "You mind if Scott walks me to the door?" she whispers. Dylan shakes his head no, meaning that he doesn't mind.
"Scott, I'll be out here whenever you're ready, dude." Dylan says as he walks back toward his Porsche and leans up against his car door, facing in the opposite direction from the front door. He doesn't want to watch Brenda and Scott. He would just assume not hear what they say or see what happens.
Brenda takes Scott's arm as he walks her up to the front door. Brenda reaches her front door and turns around and looks at Scott. He stands there looking at her and she finds it cute that he has a shy little grin on his face. He's still humble, even after all they've been through
"Well, I guess you're here." Scott replies.
"Yeah, I guess so." Brenda replies in a melancholy voice. Feeling the need to say something, Scott speaks up.
"I really hope everything works out for Donna." says Scott.
"Yeah me too. I guess we'll find out soon enough." says Brenda, who suddenly wants to enlighten the mood and make things end on a positive night. "Scott, you know, except for the obvious which you had no control over, I had a wonderful time tonight."
Scott smiles. "Yeah, me too." he says to Brenda. "Brenda, I really wanted to make this night perfect for you. Because after everything you've been through, and after everything you've done for me, nobody deserves it more than you."
Brenda puts on a delightful smile. Scott really has been an absolute gentleman to her tonight and throughout their whole friendship. And it's such a shame that it has to end on such a sour note. Brenda doesn't want it to end right then and there.
"Listen, would you like to go for a walk on the beach?" Brenda asks Scott. "I mean we left the prom so early and it's such a beautiful night. It's such a shame to go inside and just sit around and feel bad. I'm sure I can get my dad to lend me his car."
Scott smiles shyly, and then turns to look at Dylan who is still leaning up against the car with his back turned to them. He genuinely feels bad for him. He knows that Dylan regrets the decisions he had made. And given how the night has gone and the fact that Donna is in so much trouble over being caught getting drunk, Scott knows he would be in those same shoes if it hadn't been for Dylan stepping in and intervening.
A walk with Brenda Walsh on the beach in the moonlight glow after prom is a scenario that just a few months ago Scott could only live in his dreams and fantasies. But now, it was right there for the taking. All he had to do was say yes and send Dylan home. Scott entered tonight wanting to make it special and magical for Brenda. And after what happened to Donna, he didn't think that was possible. But now he's been given a second chance, and he's determined he won't fail this time.
"Brenda, I can think of nothing more I'd like to do than go for a walk on the beach with you, especially with you looking as beautiful as you are tonight." Scott says. "Except for maybe one thing" he continues
Brenda's face turns from smile to confusion. "What's that?"
Scott turns around and looks at Dylan again and nods in Dylan's direction. "Why don't you go ask Dylan?" Scott suggests, must to Brenda's surprise. "You know he's really a good guy. And he's kind of been going through a rough time lately. I'm sure a walk on the beach with you would make him smile."
Brenda looks over to the back of Dylan, the man she knew she loved. She had just been given the green light from her best friend and her prom date to go for it. She had no reason to hold back now, except for one thing. After all that had happened, could she really trust him again?
"Scott, I don't…Are you sure?" Brenda asks with concern on her face, wanting to leave no doubt in her mind that her going with Dylan wouldn't make him sad or upset in anyway.
"Brenda, listen to me." Scott says. Brenda listens, finding it kind of unusual that Scott is being as assertive as he is, as normally he's very shy and subdued. "Every moment I have spent or will ever spend with you is a moment I'll always treasure. Your friendship has been a real blessing to me. But I can't keep you all to myself. You've given me so much. But there are other people who need you too. That guy out there, he needs you right now a lot more than I do." Scott says sincerely, his voice almost breaking.
At this point Brenda has to fight to hold back the tears. "Scott, I don't…I mean I love him, but I just don't know if I can trust him. Not after everything that's happened."
Scott sighs a bit and then looks into Brenda's eyes. A tear rolls out of Brenda's eye. Scott reaches out and gently wipes the tear off of Brenda's cheek. "You know, when you first rejected me, I thought the same thing about you. But when it came down to it, I had to do one thing. I had to listen to my heart. And that's what told me that you weren't really like that. You made a mistake, but I knew you had a good heart. And that you would right the wrong if you could. So I forgave you. And that was the best thing I could have done. Because not only would I would have missed out on the chance to take the sweetest girl I know to the prom. But I would have lost the greatest friend I'll ever have, and that's you, Brenda." Scott says which brings a smile to Brenda's face. "Just listen to your hear. It will tell you what to do."
Brenda leans in and gives Scott a gentle and soft kiss on the lips out of friendship. Scott takes in the moment. It's the first time Brenda had kissed him on the lips and it wasn't putting on an act. "I love you, Scott Scanlon. Just promise me we'll always be friends, okay?" Brenda says as she embraces Scott in a warm hug.
They release from the hug and Scott shoots Brenda a warm smile. "Take it to the bank, Brenda. We'll be nothing but the best." he says. Scott smiles as he knows it can't get any better than this for him and that's just how he wants this night to end.
Sure he could have gone to the beach with Brenda and it would have been special and magical for him. And Brenda probably would have had a good time. But in the end, they would have come home and Brenda still wouldn't have been truly happy, atleast not as happy as she could have potentially been. Scott knew from watching Brenda and Dylan dance that night that he just couldn't bring the kind of happiness to her that Dylan could. And Dylan, who by now he also considered a good friend, was in really bad need of a pick me up. So he could not in good conscious be the one to stand in the way of two of his good friends potentially being able to be truly happy.
So he did the only thing his conscious would allow him to do. He moved aside to leave the door open for Brenda and Dylan to find their way back to each other. Whether or not they did, would be up to them. Scott turns around and walks off slowly as Brenda watches him.
Scott walks up to Dylan, who is still has his back to the front door as he leans up against his car door.
"You ready, man?" Dylan asks as he sees Scott.
"Actually Dylan, I think I'm going to walk home." replies Scott.
"What? You sure, man?" Dylan asks.
"Yeah, I think Brenda has something she wants to ask you." Scott says. Dylan turns around and looks at Brenda for the first time since she walked up to her door. Her eyes are completely wet as Dylan can recognize the intensity of the emotion on her face. "So go on, you don't want to keep her waiting." Scott says with a grin on his face as he slaps Dylan on the shoulder and starts to walk up the driveway.
Dylan looks down at the ground, then back at Brenda again, then toward Scott who has started up the driveway. It takes him a few seconds to comprehend everything that has just happened. But without hearing it, he slowly realizes what Scott had just done.
"Hey Scott." Dylan calls out. Scott turns around and walks back to Dylan.
"Yeah?" Scott asks.
Dylan looks at Scott for a few seconds, realizing what true character this kid has. "Thanks, man." Dylan says softly and sincerely as he gives Scott a friendly slap on the shoulder.
"Take care of her, Dylan. She's a wonderful person." Scott says. Dylan doesn't say anything but just nods as Scott turns around and walks up the driveway. Both Brenda and Dylan stand still where they are at and watch Scott make his way up the driveway, slowly getting smaller and smaller in their vision until he's completely gone.
At the end of the driveway, Scott turns around and takes one final look at Brenda, who is still standing in the doorway. He takes in just how beautiful she looks one final time as he fully takes in what he had just done and he smiles as he knows in his heart he did the right thing. Scott then turns around and walks off down the street with a smile on his face, in general feeing good about the way things had turned out.
As he's gone, Brenda and Dylan turn to look at each other. Their eyes connect and there is nothing standing in between them. They just stand there for a moment and stare into each other's eyes. They have both come to this moment in time. The only question that remains is what will they do with it?
TO BE CONTINUED
NEXT CHAPTER PROMO:
NARRATOR: Scott has cleared the road for Brenda and Dylan to reconcile.
(clip shown of Scott walking away from Brenda's house while she and Dylan look at each other.
NARRATOR: But will they follow his lead and reignite their lost love?
(clip shown of Dylan and Brenda kissing)
NARRATOR: Or has too much damage already been done?
(clip shown of Brenda and Dylan walking away from each other, neither one looking happy.
NARRATOR: Don't miss an all new 90210.
A/N: All right, so I guess there's only one question left to answer, huh? And you'll find that out next time on another entire Brenda & Dylan chapter. Yeah that's right. No more messing around
All you B/D fans who have been following my story since the beginning will finally get your question answered. I just hope you all are still around.
If you are, please review, let me know you're still out there.