Chapter 2

"Dylan! Come on! We've got to get to the airport to pick up Brandon!" Brenda called from Dylan's living room into his bedroom as she was looking at her watch to see the time. Brandon's plane was coming in an hour and a half. With LA traffic, it could take anywhere from a half hour to almost three before they got there.

"Alright, I'm coming!" He called back as he was buttoning the last button on his shirt. He stepped out of his room and he was ready to go.

As Brenda opened up his door to leave, he slipped his hand around her waist and held onto her as tight as he could. She smiled at the familiar feeling of being in his arms. She had felt so alone in the last year without him. The whole thing with Stuart, while a mistake and she was clearly out of her mind, she realized that she had just been incredibly lonely. She could only imagine that Stuart was as well.

With a bright shining smile on her face, she hopped into his Porsche Speedster (just like old times), and they were ready to go pick up her brother.

They actually made pretty decent time. They got to LAX with a half an hour to spare before Brandon's plane got in. He was coming in at 1:45 and they had just enough time to get a quick bite to eat.

Looking around, Dylan spotted a little café type of place and suggested that they go there. She simply nodded her head and followed him. Dylan ordered a cup of coffee, Brenda ordered a cherry coke and they both decided to split a chocolate chip scone.

As they were sitting at a little table near where Brandon would get in, Brenda would itching to get the rest of her feelings out in the open to Dylan, before Brandon arrived.

"You know the stuff I said last night? About Brandon and my parents?" she asked him rhetorically.

He nodded his head as he took a sip of his beverage.

"Do you really think I'm a horrible sister for saying that?"

Dylan took a moment to come up with his answer. It wasn't like he was exactly the best person to be asking for this sort of advice. He'd only found out he had a sibling, eight months ago.

"Bren, I'm not exactly the best person to be asking for this kind of advice. However, it seems to me though, that siblings can get jealous of one another,"

She went to say something, but he stopped her before she could.

"Even twins, especially twins," he finished.

She really didn't like the way she was feeling, but couldn't help it because it was the truth. She hated moral dilemmas. She just felt so bad because Brandon had done nothing but support her throughout her life and here she was, jealous because he worked hard and got to be in the spotlight for a while.

"I guess your right, it just- it just seems wrong though," she admitted.

"When does feeling jealous ever feel right?" he asked her back.

She had an answer to that, but dared not speak it vocally. She knew that he and Kelly had broken up, but it was still a touchy subject. She had a feeling that Kelly would always be touchy subject. Instead of answering she just shrugged and nodded her head along with whatever he was saying.

On the plane…

"We will be landing in LA momentarily," the captain came over the loudspeaker.

Brandon took Kelly's hand in his and kissed the top of it. He was so happy, he was sure he was glowing. The look on Kelly's face spoke that she was feeling the same way. He hadn't seen a sparkle in her eyes in a very long time.

"I will be so happy to get home," Brandon said out loud.

Kelly looked at him, and wondered, a little taken aback, "Why? You didn't enjoy our hotel room time?"

He smiled and slightly blushed, "No, I enjoyed that VERY much. I'm just happy to be three thousand miles away from Lucinda Nicholson and Clare Arnold,"

Kelly gave him a chaste kiss.

"Have I told you how happy I am that you came to see me?" he asked her seriously.

She slightly giggled and nodded her head with a smile creeping on her lips. "You have and in many ways more than one," she whispered in his ear.

"You know, I am just so glad that my parents are picking me up. It should give us some time to think up how we're going to tell the rest of the gang," Brandon said.

Kelly couldn't be happier that Jim and Cindy were picking them up. While it might be a surprise that she went to see Brandon, breaking the news that they were now a couple to Jim and Cindy wasn't a reason to call out the National Guard.

After their plane had landed, they both grabbed their carry-on bags and left the plane. As they were walking into the airport, Brandon put his arm around Kelly's neck and whispered sweet nothings in her ear. His grin was up to his ears.

Suddenly Kelly stopped and was looking dead ahead. She felt like her heart sank at that very moment. Time had stopped if only for a brief moment. Jim and Cindy weren't there to pick them up. It was Brenda and Dylan!

"What?" Brandon asked as he noticed the look of shock on Kelly's face. He finally looked to where she was looking and saw his best friend and his sister in almost the same position that he was in with Kelly. Dylan had his arm wrapped around Brenda's waist and she had the same.

Now he knew why Kelly was in a sort of panic.

"Brandon!" Brenda called to him with true joy in her voice to see her brother.

Walking toward them, thinking as fast as he could to come up with an explanation as to why Kelly was with him, that wasn't the truth. Unfortunately he wasn't coming up with anything believable.

Kelly, who had been quiet for the last several minutes, walked with him, hand in hand until they reached Brenda and Dylan.

Brenda was certainly surprised to see Kelly with Brandon and wondered where in the hell she had come from and why she was holding her brother's hand. Glancing at Dylan, it looked like they were having the same thoughts.

"Hi guys," Brandon greeted with nervousness in his voice.

When Brandon and Kelly finished walking up to Brenda and Dylan, Brandon was facing Dylan and Kelly was facing Brenda. To say that there was awkwardness was an understatement.

"Where's mom and dad?" Brandon asked Brenda curious as to why they were there picking them up and not his parental units.

Regaining her composure, she answered him, "They ah, had something last minute and sent me instead. I was with Dylan so-"

"Ah," Brandon said in getting the reason for his sister's presence instead of their parents.

"What are you doing here Kel?" Dylan finally spoke.

Struggling to find the best way to tell him that she was now involved with his best friend after being broken up with him for a whole two or three days, she came up blank. Regretting what she was about to do, she had to be blunt.

"I went to Washington D.C. to see Brandon," she said honestly.

"Well Kelly, I hate to use the stereo-typical response of a Californian, but- Duh! We can see that," Brenda slightly mocked.

Holding her tongue and her patience, she was a bit more honest, "I went to Washington to see if Brandon would be willing to try a relationship with me. A romantic relationship,"

"Well, this is awkward isn't it?" Brandon joked to try and lighten up the mood. Dylan looked pissed and hurt. Brenda looked like she was ready to tear Kelly's eyes out, and Kelly, while not denying that seeing Brenda and Dylan looking so cozy stung her, wanted to rip into Brenda for being such a hypocrite. She remembered what they had said just the other day to each other at the fair.

"Despite what we've been through, we've ended up right where we started,"

"Are you back with Dylan?" Kelly asked Brenda straight out being slightly defensive.

Brenda looked at Dylan and honestly couldn't answer Kelly. She wasn't sure what they were or were going to be, where they were headed. The only thing she knew was that all that information was going to be discussed and figured out before she left for London.

"And if I was?" she shot back at her once best friend.

"Well, then what right do you have to make judgments on me? Or your brother for that matter!" Kelly demanded.

Putting up her front, Brenda fought back, "Excuse me, but I'm not the one who dumped her boyfriend and then ran off to be with his best friend!"

"Hey! Hey!" Dylan spoke up. Brenda knew that Dylan didn't like to yell unless he thought it was necessary or he thought it was a potential threat to him, which wasn't easy to do. "Retract the claws!"

Brandon gave his twin a stern look that told her that he wasn't happy and he wanted to talk about it. Almost if on cue, he shot out his hand to indicate that they go to another location. He didn't ask and she didn't answer. When Brandon realized that it was his sister there to pick him up and instead of their parents, he had hoped that Brenda would wait to make a scene in the privacy of their own bathroom, as it would usually go.

He had known that the odds were not in his favor, but still, you couldn't blame the guy for hoping. Even though she caused scenes and could be a pain in the ass ninety percent of the time, he knew that she was only being protective.

Brenda thought of the irony the day held. Earlier she had been thinking about how much Kelly was still a touchy subject with Dylan. With this new development, she wondered what in the world was going to happen next. Anything was possible.