Thanks to all of my readers. I don't own Beverly Hills 90210, I wish though. Anyways, if you watched all ten seasons let me ask you something, what would have happened on the eleventh season, if there had been another? Something to ponder on while you wait for the next chapter. Anyways, enjoy!!!!

The plane ride home was uneventful, as was the cab ride to the beach house. Kelly and Brenda did all they could to cheer Donna up, but nothing worked. When they got home, she said she was tired and went to bed.

Kelly and Brenda stayed up talking. "Did you know the guy?" Kelly asked after Brenda had told her what happened in London.

Brenda shook her head. "He said his name was Josh Hunter, that's all I know."

Kelly glanced at her. "Josh Hunter? Noah's brother? He also drugged Valerie once. She thought Noah did it, and we thought she was lying to get his money. But turns out Val was telling the truth, except for it wasn't Noah who drugged her, but Josh."

Brenda listened, her eyes wide. "Wow, so much had happened since I've been gone."

Josh had flown out to Beverly Hills. He wanted to talk to Noah, and then go back to Las Vegas. He stepped on the boat, then walked down the stairs. "Noah?" He called out. "I was hoping we could talk."

But it was obvious that he wasn't here. "Dang it, where are you?" Then he thought about the club. "Of course! He works there!"

He got off the boat, then hailed a cab which took him to the Peach Pit After Dark. After paying the driver, he walked inside.

People were dancing, which made it harder to squeeze through. So guy he didn't know was behind the bar. He glanced around. "Hey, you seen Noah?" He asked when he saw Valerie.

Valerie rolled her eyes. "Why do you care? Why don't you go back where you came from and far away from us."

"Val, where is he? I needed to talk to him about something."

"You mean about how you betrayed him? You were in the gang that took advantage of Donna! So why should I lift a finger to help you?!" She stalked off.

Josh watched her leave, then asked some other people. A guy who worked there said that he was in his office.

He pushed the door open, then walked inside. "Noah?" He called out.

Noah was sitting at the desk, staring at a half empty bottle of whiskey. "Leave me alone."

Josh glanced at him. "I need to talk to you. About Charlie.."

"Charlie and the chocolate factory is a boring movie," Noah chuckled, slurring his words.

"Noah, listen to me!" Josh tried again.

Noah shook his head. "Why? No one ever listened to me. Not you. Not dad. Nobody." He leaned against the desk. "Know what the last thing I said to him was? I practically blamed him for..." he trailed off. "I can't even remember what we were talking about now, but I told him that he had no one to blame but himself.."

Josh listened to him. "And now you're acting just like him. Where's the gun at? Are you not brave enough to end it like he did?"

Noah glanced at him. "That a challenge?" He got up, then stumbled out of the office.

"Noah? Wait a moment!" Josh hurried after him. "Where are you going? Noah, wait!"

Valerie was right outside the club.

"Hey, Val," Noah greeted her. "Josh just challenged me to kill myself, since he doesn't think I will."

"Josh!" Valerie glared at him, then she glanced back at Noah. "Think about Donna. How would this affect her?" She shut the driver's door after he had opened it. "How did you feel after your father killed himself?"

Noah hesitated. "Anger. Hurt. Confusion." He leaned against his jeep. "Why does it matter now? Why does anything matter?"

Valerie was relieved that he sounded a little sober, better than when he had earlier. "Of course it matters. How about I call you a cab? Things will seem better tomorrow."

Noah sighed. "Sure, use the phone in the club."

Valerie held her hand out. "Give me the keys first."

Noah handed her his car keys, then watched her walk back in.

"She sure looks hot," Josh spoke up. "Think she's available?"

Noah glared at him. "Leave her alone." He climbed into his car.

"What are you doing?" Josh asked. "Charlie said something about coming here to Beverly Hills."

"For what?" Noah asked. "He's got no business here, and neither do you." He hotwired the car. "You take the cab, I'm driving myself." He backed out of the parking spot, then sped off.

"Noah?!" Josh called after him.

The next day, Donna woke up. She walked out of the room. "Something smells nice."

Brenda smiled. "Good morning. I decided to make breakfast for my two best friends."

The answering machine light was blinking, so she walked over to it. "Who would be calling us this early?" She pressed the button.

"Donna, you there? Probably sleeping since it's so early huh? I'm just calling to apologize. I'm sorry for everything."

Donna sighed. "Noah's drunk, I should drive by and check on him." She grabbed her car keys, then walked out and headed to her car.

It didn't take her long to drive to the dock, then she got out and headed for his boat. She stepped on it, then walked downstairs. "Noah?" She paused in her steps. The boat was trashed. "Noah?" She called out.

She walked out, glancing around. She walked over to where his jeep was parked, so he was here. But where? "Noah?" She called out. She walked around to the other side and paused.

Noah was sitting on the ground, his head resting against his car.

"Noah?" Donna knelt down beside him. "Are you okay? Why didn't you answer when I called?" She sighed when he didn't answer. "Noah?"

"This must have been what Beth felt in her last few minutes alive. When no one stopped to help her, she must have thought no one cared enough."

She listened to him. "You have to stop this, Noah. Stop blaming yourself. If Beth was here, she would tell you that it wasn't your fault."

Noah glanced at her. "I shouldn't have been drinking and driving, and maybe she'd still be alive. Her step brother Charlie paid me a visit today. He trashed the boat." He stood up. "Maybe it should have been me instead."

Donna also stood up. "You can't mean that..."

He avoided her gaze. "I should go now."

"Noah..." She frowned, then took his hand. "Don't push me away, please don't. You've always been there when I needed you, so please let me do the same. Please just talk to me."

He pulled away from her. "I don't need your pity!" He backed away. "Just go home. I.. I'll call you later."

"Noah.." She tried again. "Don't do this.."

"Just go!" He snapped.

She went back to her car in tears, wiping her watery eyes. Then she drove off.

Noah watched her leave. He hated snapping at her like that, but he had to get her away from here somehow. He leaned against his jeep, then buried his face in his hands.

"You did good," Charlie came out of the shadows, with Josh and his other buddies behind him. "Let's go for a ride." He shoved him towards a van.

Sorry, but this is where I'm going to end the chapter. I will try to update tomorrow. This chapter seemed super long while I was writing. Anyways you know the drill. Follow fav or review. I think I may have combined seasons 8, 9 and 10.. oops. Anyways, hoped it was enjoyable. :)