A/N: Wow it's been forever since I've updated this story... LOL... I'm sorry about that... But here is a new chapter! Enjoy! This chapter is short... I want everyone to see what Dylan is thinking about the way that Brandon and Donna are acting...
Disclaimer: I don't own BH 90210
Dylan watched as Brandon and Donna both hurried away. He didn't know why but he had a feeling that something was up. He just wished that he knew what it was. He couldn't put his finger on it but something looked familiar to him that Brandon had been holding. He also knew that eventually that it would come to him as to why something looked familiar.
He shook his head and made his way to the court yard and food court. He needed a few minutes alone to try to figure out why Brandon and Donna were both being very secretive. If he hadn't been watching them as closely as he had been then he wouldn't even have caught on that they were hiding something.
As he sat down at a table his mind drifted to Brenda. He once again let his thoughts stay on her. He still couldn't believe that even after everything that had happened between them that she was still the one he was in love with. No matter how many times he screwed up she was always there waiting on him. He couldn't help but wonder if maybe her ignoring his calls was her way of finally telling him that she was done with him.
As that thought crossed his mind he had a sharp pain go through his chest. He couldn't lose her and he wouldn't lose her. He knew now that it was her he was and is meant to be with for life. He loved her more than anything and all he needed was the chance to prove that to her. He vowed to himself that this time he wouldn't fuck it up. He couldn't afford to fuck it up. He needed her too much to ever want to risk losing her again. Now he just had to come up with a plan to make sure that he won her back and with a plan that would definitley keep her at his side for the rest of their lives.
It was then as he was thinking about Brenda that he realized why some of the things that Brandon was carrying looked familiar. The bag that he had seen Brandon holding was the same one he helped Brenda pack her stuff in before she left to go to Minnesota. His heart started beating faster and faster as he thought about that. That could only mean one thing. It could only mean that Brenda was back in Beverly Hills.
