Note: Fanfiction.net lost this chapter so I am mixing it with the next chapter. I tried really hard to make this chapter good the second time around. It'll do. I hate rewriting things lol. Sorry again for the delay

June 11th, 2002

Ronnie shivered as she got out of bed. She was having her nightmare again. The cold gun pressed against her temple. The blood splattering all over her blouse. She still couldn't shake the dream. The hot muggy Boston air clung to her body as she walked out of the room. The first real hot night of the season. She sighed and started the coffee machine. It was three thirty in the morning. Nothing good would be on the television. Suddenly, the telephone rings. She quickly picks it up so Danny would be awakened by it.

"Hello?" She whispered.

"Ronnie, I need some help." Harry was on the other end. His speech was slurred.

"Have you been drinking, Harry?" Ronnie asked with a deep frown.

"Just a smudge."

"You mean smidgen and I highly doubt it." Ronnie said, "You sound like you could put Samuel Adams' kids through college."

"That was a joke huh?" Harry asked.

"Yes, I made a joke." Ronnie said. "It's 3:30. What do you need help with?"

"I sort of got into an accident and I need you to pick me up." Harry said, "You don't want me drinking and driving do you?"

"No. I don't." Ronnie ran her hand over her face. "Where ace you right now?"

"The Esplanade." Harry slurred.

"That narrows it down a lot." She muttered, "I will be there, Harry, don't go anywhere."

"I don't think I could." Harry mumbled. Ronnie groaned hanging up the phone. She glanced towards the bedroom as she pulled a pair of shirt from the dryer. Maybe she could be there and back before Danny woke up.

* * *

Ronnie got out of the car and looked around the Esplanade for Harry. She sighed and walked around.

"Harry!!" She yelled. Ronnie saw his car over near the water. She jogged over to it. He was sitting slumped against the steering wheel. "Harry?" She hit his face gently. He looked up at her and smiled.

"You came. I knew you'd come." Harry slurred. Ronnie frowned deeply.

"What the hell are you driving on the Esplanade when you're drunk?"

"That's why I called you. I didn't want to kill anyone." Harry said.

"Come on. I'm taking you home." She mumbled trying to help him out of the car.

"That's what I like to hear." He grinned putting his arm around her shoulders. Ronnie groaned.

* * *

Ronnie helped Harry up the stairs to his apartment. The smell of the liquor was getting to her bad. Harry got out the keys and unlocked the door.

"You'll be all right?" Ronnie asked.

"If you come in." Harry smiled.

"No. That's okay, Harry, you need to get in and go to bed." Ronnie said.

"Why don't you join me?"

"Because I'm engaged and you're drunk."

"Why are you engaged to him?" Harry asked as he looked at her.

"Because I love him." She said.

"Are you sure?" Harry looked at her. Ronnie stood there for a moment thinking about it.

"How dare you ask me that." Ronnie glared at her best friend. "Go inside and rest!" She stalked off. How dare he ask that?

June 25th, 2002

Danny pulled his blue swimming trunks up and looked in the mirror.

"Pretty good Hanson if I say so myself." He grinned as he started to flex in the mirror. Oh how he loved summer vacation. He could rest and relaxed and now he had the hottest girl in Boston on his arm. "Ronnie, are you ready?"

"Yeah." Ronnie walked out. She was wearing a baby blue bikini. Danny stared at her slack jawed.

"Wow. You look great in a bikini." He said. Ronnie laughed.

"Oh come on. You've seen me naked." She said wrapping a navy blue sarong around her.

"And that's equally as nice." Danny smiled getting his sunglasses, "Get the picnic basket and we'll be on our way." Ronnie smiled and walked into the kitchen. Danny watched her as she walked away. "Mmmm." Ronnie shook her head grabbing the picnic table off of the table.

"You make me feel like a piece of meat."

"Tasty I'm sure." he chuckled. Ronnie rolled her eyes and walked out of the apartment. She got in the elevator and Danny followed behind her.

"You need a lot of sun." Ronnie chuckled looking at his chest.

"What do you expect from me?" He chuckled, "I'm pasty white."

"And then some." Ronnie chuckled. The two of the got into the car and headed to Sandy Beach. Ronnie did love going to the beach. She loved lying in the sand and letting the sun tan her body. Danny pulled into a parking space and they both got out. The hot sun was already heating up their bodies.

"Over here is nice." Danny laid out the beach blanket on the sand. Ronnie put the picnic basket on the side so it wouldn't fly away. They placed their shoes on the other sides. Ronnie smiled taking her sarong off.

""I think I'm going to take a swim before I lay out." Ronnie said.

"I'll join you." He said pulling off his T-shirt. He took her hand and they walked to the water's edge. Danny stuck his foot in. "It's a little chilly."

"Good." Ronnie chuckled and dove in. Danny watched his blond beauty disappear beneath the water. Off in the distance, she popped up again. She looked at Danny and laughed. "Come out here, Hanson!" Danny smiled and dove in. The cold water licked at his body. He swam out to Ronnie. She giggled.

"Water is a little cold." Danny said.

"Is there any shrinkage?" Ronnie giggled as she wrapped her arms around Danny's neck.

"I will not tell you such an intimate detail of my life." Danny said.

"But you're going to marry me." Ronnie pointed out; "You need to tell me."

"Yeah. You are going to marry me aren't you?" Danny said looking at her. She nodded slowly.

"Of course I am."

"I was starting to doubt it for awhile." Danny said. Ronnie stared at Danny.

"Why would you doubt it?" She asked.

"Because you've been very distant lately." Danny said, "Is everything all right between us?"

"I think it is." She said. Danny sighed.

"You'd tell me if something wasn't right, right?" He asked. Ronnie hesitated for a moment.

"A couple of weeks ago Harry talked to me and mentioned something." She said, "He was drunk and didn't know what he was saying."

"Harry?" Danny frowned running his hand down her back.

"Harry was drunk and hitting on me." She said.

"Hitting on you??" Danny growled.

"He asked me why we were engaged and if I was really in love wit you." She said, "Like I said he was drunk. He didn't mean it."

"Bull shit. Of course he meant it. He hates the fact that you and I are together." Danny said, "He is jealous."

"He's not jealous." Ronnie said.

"Of course he is. Look at me. I'm not the finest catch out there and you are the hottest thing on legs." Danny said.

"You are too the finest catch out there." Ronnie smiled.

"No I'm not." Danny said. Ronnie kissed him softly.

"Millions of women would die to be with you." She said. "I consider myself lucky." Danny smiled softly.

"Thank you." He said kissing her neck. "Then I guess we're both lucky. " Ronnie shivered.

"Let's go on shore and cuddle in the sand." Ronnie smiled.

"Too bad there's kids around or we could get sand in certain places." Ronnie laughed as she swam to the shore.

"We can do that later." He said. It wasn't exactly a talk, but it would have to do.