Disclaimer: I do not own Hannah Montana or I Love Lucy.

"Lilly you've got some splainin to do!" Oliver shouted in a thick Cuban accent. He stood in a small apartment with tacky furniture.

"Aw, Ollie, why can't I be in the show?" Lilly questioned. Lilly had just entered the living room of the small apartment. She was wearing a dress that was similar to those that Lucille Ball wore on the sticom I Love Lucy.

"Lilly, we've been through this before," Oliver answered with the accent. "You, cannot be in the show because you can't sing."

"But Ollie! I want to be in the show!" Lilly protested as she followed him around the apartment.

"Lilly, no!" Oliver barked, his Cuban accent making it almost impossible to understand. The door to the apartment soon swung open and Miley walked in.

"Hey Oliver." She exclaimed and waved to him. She was wearing the clothes that Ethel Mertz wore during the time on I Love Lucy.

"Hi Miley." He answered back. He then walked out of the room and into what he thought to be the bedroom.

"Miley, Miley, Miley!" Lilly exclaimed as she ran over to Miley. "Okay, Miley, here's the plan," Lilly started.

"Lilly, no, Lilly, I am not helping out with this plan to get you into another one of Oliver's shows!" Miley protested.

"Come on, Miley, please?" Lilly pleaded, "Please?"

Miley rolled her eyes, "Okay fine."

"House keeping!" Oliver heard a voice shout from the outside of his hotel room. He awoke abruptly and looked around. He saw that he was in his hotel room in Malibu, California and not in a New York apartment. He knew he was in the year 2008 and not 1951. He glanced over at the clock and saw that it read 9:57 AM. He was meeting Lilly on the beach at 10:15 AM.

"Uh, I'll be out in a moment!" He yelled back. He looked at his shirt and notice all the wrinkles in it. He knew he had fallen asleep in it. He went over to his suitcase and grabbed a clean shirt and puled it on. He then ran a comb through his 'mop hair' and grabbed his key card. He stuffed the key into his pocket and exited the room.

He walked down to the beach. It was only a ten minuet walk from his hotel to the beach so it didn't take him that long. He loved the warm sun hitting his face. He was happy here. He liked New York, but California was his home and he was glad to be home.

He walked down the beach with a smile on his face. He saw Lilly sitting at a table alone. He walked up and sat down in the chair next to her. "So... uh.. where's Mark?" He questioned. When he and Lilly had made plans the other day, Mark was suppose to be there as well. He didn't care that Mark wasn't there, in fact he ecstatic that Mark wasn't there.

"He went to L.A. early." Lilly answered, "By the way, you're late," she informed him.

Oliver smiled at her. "Yeah, well, I sort of over slept." He answered, "And I had the strangest dream."

"Oh, what was it about?" Lilly asked getting excited. She always loved to hear dreams, especially weird ones.

"Well, I dreamt that you were Lucy and I was Ricky, you know from I Love Lucy, and you were trying to get into one of my shows." Oliver laughed. Lilly laughed along. It did sound like a weird dream. "Oh! And Miley was in it as well, she was Ethel!" That sent Lilly over the edge with laughter. She couldn't picture Miley as Ethel who ended up going along with all of Lucy's crazy plans. If anything, Miley was the Lucy and she was the Ethel of their friendship.

Lilly smiled at him. He was amazing in her sight. He came all the way out to California just for her. She thought that was one of the sweetest (and most romantic) things anyone had ever done for her. She looked at him and saw that he hadn't changed a bit since the day he moved. He still had his brown hair that looked like a mop on top his head. He still wore similar clothes to what he wore back then. He still had the same personality. He still had that one nostril that was larger then the other. He was still Oliver Oken, Lilly's doughnut.

"Do you want to take walk?" Oliver asked her with a smile.

"Of course!" Lilly exclaimed. The two got up and started to head down the beach. The sun was bright that day and everything was right in the world. Miley's secret was safe, she was with Aaron, and Lilly had Oliver... well sort of. She hoped that before Oliver boarded his flight back to New York he would ask her the one question she was dying for him to ask. She just hoped she wouldn't reject him for some stupid reason.

"So, like, how is everyone?" Lilly asked breaking the silence.

"Everyone as in?" Oliver asked.

"Everyone as in your family." Lilly replied back.

"Well, they're all good." Oliver answered, "My parents are pretty mad at me for just leaving, but other then that everyone's good."

"I still can't believe you did." Lilly laughed. She stopped and removed her flip flops so she could feel the sand beneath her feet and in between her toes.

"I had to see you." Oliver told her.

"Yeah, but your family." Lilly answered.

"I know, I know." He answered, "I was on the phone last night with my mom and she was going on, on how I'm setting a bad example and how I'm irresponsible and need learn some responsibility before the school year starts, et cetera, et cetera."

"Well, it's still sweet that you did all this!" She exclaimed. Oliver grabbed Lilly's hand in his. He laced his fingers with hers and looked at her.

"Lilly," He started, "There's something that I came here to ask you." He paused and stopped walking. "Lilly, will you be my girlfriend?"

A/N: At this point, I would like to correct a mistake I made earlier in the fic. In the chapter where Oliver comes to Lilly she says "I have to go before Roger kills me." and then in the chapter where Lilly's getting the tape recorder from Mark's room, all of a sudden there's a new person who's name is Robert... I would like to say, that Robert is suppose to be Roger and I don't know why I changed his name. I didn't go back and see if I had already given him a name before. I apologize for any confusion. Also, the whole dream sequence had nothing to do with the fic really, but I couldn't resist!