Thinking Of You

"How do you know?" Hannah asked eagerly

"I found the adoption papers in my mum's dresser..." Cameron began, "I did some digging, searching the names of my biological parents online. I found out that my biological mother Kelly Taylor was now Kelly Sanders. I even found her address. She was married with a kid... I then searched for my father, drove by his listed address but it was vacant. I decided to let it go."

"Until now..." Hannah nodded slowly

"I saw he was back. He also had a family. I found out their kids both went to West Beverly. So I asked my parents to transfer me from Beverly Hills High. Blamed it on my writing. You guys have the best school newspaper..."

"Why didn't you say anything?"

"I came to find that their kids James and Pamela were dating... And I realized, they didn't know."

"I'm so sorry, Cam. But this doesn't explain why you released the time capsules."

"It was an accident. I was only digging for some information about my parents' class. I came across them, couldn't help but watch 'em... I guess I got mad. Finding out they had an affair... and probably didn't want me."

"You don't know that." She assured but he shrugged. "...You have to talk to them."

"No... I can't." He sighed

"...I have an idea." She announced

Kelly treated herself to a glass of wine that night. After her conversation with Dylan, she knew she needed a little help relaxing her mind. But, unfortunately for her, being in close proximity to Dylan only encouraged the flow of memories to intrude her thoughts.

Dylan and Kelly laid in bed that morning after making love. Her head rested on his chest as his fingers trailed up and down her naked back.

"Ugh I need to get up." She groaned, trying to wriggle out of his grip

"No, you don't." He whispered, pulling her back down to him.

"David's doing well now. Donna's already moved back home." She urged, "I have to pack."

"Or... you could stay here." He offered

"Dylan..." She chuckled, rolling her eyes, "Be serious."

"I am serious." He assured, pulling her towards him and brushing his lips against hers. Once they touched, he deepened the kiss. She hummed, encouraging him to part, but he refused.

"Dylan," She finally unlocked their lips, "Are you sure?"

"Mmhmm." He nodded before cupping the side of her head and kissed her again, letting out a deep exhale as their lips touched. She embraced the kiss, crawling her body over his.

"Kel..." He breathed out, "I can't live without you now."

Rated M

Dylan came home to find Brenda standing before him in the living. "Surprise!" She beamed. James giddily looked up at his dad, showing how happy he was that she ws home. Dylan grinned, impressed that she pulled off the surprise.

That night, Dylan turned to Brenda that night in bed, relieved that she was home. He began to kiss her gently to which she reciprocated. He slowly slumped himself over her, moving her hair out of the way to kiss her neck. She breathed out inviting moans for him to continue, wrapping her arms around him. They both felt loved, they both felt safe as they gently undressed each other. There was a comfort that came with their embrace. He felt so warm as his body laid on top of hers.

He closed his eyes in relaxation and contentment, then began to hear soft moans that didn't sound like Brenda. He shook his head, wondering why his mind was playing tricks on him. He opened his eyes and was comforted by Brenda's kisses. He deepened the kiss and slowly entered her. He maintained a steady pace as his body swayed over her. He closed his eyes again, a playful squeal and a dirty chuckle was followed by a loud moan of his name. He opened his eyes again and found Kelly under him. Her glistening eyes looking up at him, smirking as she pulled his body deeply into her. Wrapping her legs around his waist. Dylan shook his head again, but he couldn't stop seeing Kelly. As her voice echoed in his head, he could not stop staring at her mouth and the shape her lips took as she screamed his name. She bit her lip as her hands stretched up to the headboard. Her arms flailed about and her body swayed underneath him, her back arched to give into him. The way she moved was so effortlessly sexy. Dylan groaned, realizing he was picturing the last time he and Kelly made love in this same bed. He quickly pulled her on top of him, hoping the change in position would shake him up and get him out of this sex haze.

It worked. As he pulled Brenda on top of him, she smiled at him, stroking his cheek as she swayed her body forward and back on top of him. The gentle, easy, soft rhythms of their bodies bought him time to catch his breath. He closed his eyes, waiting for his heart beat to settle. He smiled, feeling that he was back to reality. He opened his eyes again to find Kelly hovering over him. He fixated on her body as her hips swirled, her body leaned forward to arch her back which caused her big, messy bed hair to fall onto her back. Enamored by her locks, he grabbed a fistful and began to tug on her hair. His other hand groped onto her derriere urgently. Tightly holding on to her, trying to gain control of the situation. She began to giggle, the echoes had him shaking his head again. Running his fingers through his own hair to try and get a grip but he couldn't. Her moans got louder as she danced on top of him. The overwhelming sensation was so intense, he couldn't take his eyes off of her body. Leaning up to kiss her breasts, Dylan realized that he wasn't getting out of this deja vu.

He rolled her body over and threw himself over her. He began to penetrate her aggressively, devouring her neck, becoming captivated by her hair in his face as he buried his head into her neck. He was so seduced by her scent, so lost in the touch of her skin, he started to believe he was going crazy. He lifted his head up to look at her. He gawked, staring at her lips. His thumb caressed her bottom lip and she began to kiss it, lick it and suck on it. His thumb, now wet thanks to her, trailed down her chin to her neck. Fixated on her neck, his hand wrapped around it. As his fingers embraced her neck, her moans grew louder. "Come for me..." She sang.

In that moment, Dylan released himself. Opened his eyes to find Brenda screaming, "Dylan, you're scaring me!" Shocked, he quickly lifted his hand off of her neck. She pushed him off and got up abruptly. Dylan exhaled loudly, running up to her. He grabbed her from behind and hugged her tightly. "I'm so sorry baby." He apologized profusely.

Dylan sat upright on his couch, shoving aside the items on his coffee table in anger. Brenda always made him feel so safe and he failed to make her feel the same way. He was angry with himself for picturing Kelly. Unable to get her out of his thoughts, he worried how he would get her out of his system this time.