"Hi smush!" Kelly said walking into Dylan's house

"In here." He replied, from the bedroom

"Why are you still in bed?" She asked, sitting beside him

"...The things my father left me in his will came today." He said, rubbing his eyes.

"You okay?" She asked

"Yeah... it's just... every time I feel like I'm back to reality, something comes up."

"Dylan, no offense but you could kinda have figured out he'd leave you money-"

"-It's not just money." He interrupted, "There, see for yourself." He pointed to a box on the floor. She bent down over the box and pulled things out.

"Baseball and cap?" She held them up

"Was our thing." He uttered

"What are these? Letters?" She pulled loads of envelopes out of the box

"Letters he wrote me in jail but never sent." Dylan's voice was barely a whisper.

"Oh." Kelly murmured, heading back over to him. "Did you read them?"

"Would it change anything?" He asked, sarcastically, and turned away from her in bed

"Okay..." She paused, "Get up."

"What?"

"Just get up, I have an idea."

"What? No, Kel. Not interested."

"Dylan, just do it." She pulled him up

"The playground?" He asked

"You encouraged me to come here whenever I felt lost." She smiled, taking his hand and heading to the swings

"Kel..." He shrugged

"Come on." She urged him to get on the swing beside her and he reluctantly got on.

"...I remember once, Jack took me here, he had a layover and he pushed me up so high, I thought I was flying."

"That's sweet." She smiled sweetly

"Yeah... In those brief moments, I thought I was something, you know."

"Look at me." She turned to face him, "You are something. You're smart, you're worth knowing. I believe it everyday. You helped me see beyond my own image. Do you know how powerful you have to be to help someone see who they truly are? Even when the world blinds them? So, remember that. Remember how much you've done for me... you made me believe in something more in this life when I couldn't... One day, I'll do the same."

"...You already have." Dylan got up, walking over to her. He pulled her off the swing and kissed her softly. "Everything I wrote in that manuscript, I meant. You're the only beauty, the only inspiration left in my life. Thank you." He held her tightly.

It was such a contradiction. They could make each other so weak and vulnerable. But when they had to be, they were strong for each other.

One month later.

"Kelly!" David called out, "Dylan's on the phone for you." She rushed down the stairs to answer it

"Hey!" She said cheerfully

"What you doing right now?" He asked

"Why?"

"Let's go for a drive."

"Dylan, I told you I'm studying."

"We both know you're too busy getting excited for prom to be studying." He responded

"You know me too well." She sighed, "What did you have in mind?"

"I'm outside." Dylan replied

"What?" She laughed, "How'd you know I'd say yes?"

"I know you too well." He grinned

They drove down to paradise cove. Sitting in the parked car. He pulled out a couple of sodas and hotdogs.

"Isn't this cozy." She chuckled.

"Kel... remember how you said we could ride out somewhere after school's over?" He began, playing with her hair

"Yeah?"

"Well, I thought, since we've been talking about it all year, we should go to Paris this summer."

"Paris, really?" She exclaimed

"Yeah... it has sentimental meaning and... it'll be our anniversary." He grinned at her

"I never would've pictured you as sentimental." She mocked

"How does it look?" He put on his best pose.

"Pretty hot." She smirked

"Good." He smirked back, leaning over to kiss her.

"Can I eat?" She joked,

"You'll be hungrier after." He winked, tossing aside her hotdog, and heading into the backseat, where he then pulled her over to.

Prom was magical. Brandon got to dance with Andrea, even though he knew that might be all he'd get. Donna and David were all loved up. Steve got Brenda dancing and Dylan sure made the night all he set out for, for Kelly. Afterwards the gang headed to the peach pit. While Dylan had Kelly believe they were joining them, ended up driving in a different direction. After a confused drive, she realized where they were.

"Oh my god." She said as they entered the hotel suite. "This is magical."

"I told ya." He grinned, "I'm not like the other seniors."

"And we're certainly not down the hall from them." She couldn't stop gazing at the view.

"Yeah... gotta spoil you so you don't leave me." He joked, pushing her onto the bed, "Don't forget. We gotta visit Berkeley. You can't just use me as a sex slave all weekend, alright?!"

"We'll see about that." She smirked, kissing him passionately. They made love.

After graduation.

Kelly met up with Dylan after dinner with her father. He was outside on his porch.

"Hey you." She said, walking over to him

"Damn... can you stop looking so fine... I'm gonna start getting jealous." He smirked

"No can do." She sighed, "I love to watch you squirm." He then pulled her close and kissed her hard.

"You'll be doing the squirming tonight." He winked, as she playfully hit him.

"So... how was dinner with your dad?" He asked as they sat on the floor

"Perfect." She seemed truly happy which made him smile.

"I'm glad... Here." He pulled out two tickets from his back pocket

"Paris?" She gasped

"Yup." He grinned, "You, me, and the most romantic city in the world."

"A wild two weeks with you!" She squealed, before seductively leaning over to kiss him.

"Well..." He paused, "You're in trouble now."