I do not own My So Called Life, the characters, or any song lyrics contained in this work of fiction. Danielle and Brian's kids are of my imagination.

Scene: A moderate priced hotel room.

Brian: (Voice Over)

I love my wife. I love my wife. I really need to stop thinking this way about her older sister, one of my former best friends, who also happened to be my first love. I can't believe I had another dream about having intercourse with Angela Chase. I thought I was past this. I am not in High School any more, for crying out loud I am a married man, with kids and a gorgeous younger wife. I have a great career. I am over her. This damn reunion, and hanging with Catalano must be the issue, she is on my brain. I guess I am grateful that she moved to NYC though, out of sight out of mind and I would probably be out of mine if she was underfoot constantly. She is going to be in town by the time Catalano and I get there though. He has a break in the tour of five days so he could go to the reunion.

I don't even know why I am going to this reunion thing, It isn't like I was the most popular guy or anything. People are going to act like I was because of my photography and my fame. You hit the cover of Time and people all want a piece of you.

Really, I took the gig shooting the album photos for Catalano for two reasons, and hanging with him wasn't one of them. The money and the art were why I accepted. He does some fantastic visual images on his albums and his videos. I am going to have enough money to take all of us to Disney for Christmas from this. Hell. Danielle can even invite her sister if she wants. I hope she doesn't want to. Her parents of course, but I don't need Angela around me any more than necessary.

Angela is still beautiful. I can't help it. I have parts of my anatomy that don't normally do the thinking that seem to want to take over when I am around her and it is always too long of a visit. I look forward to dropping her off at the train station after every visit.

Catalano has changed. He seems smarter. I really want to mention it but, nah it must be my imagination. Maybe being on tour, all his travel has made him worldlier although we have been in so many of the same places. I totally love his song "This Is War" it reminds me of my work, the danger I put myself in and how different I am from the 16 year old me. I put myself in actual danger to capture those photographs. I totally respect our military. They deserve all our admiration yet sadly they don't get it from over half of Americans and it is sad.

I need to go meet him at sound check to shoot the end of the photos. I am staying for the concert because we are flying back together. Then, once this reunion is over, Catalano and Angela will both be out from under my nose, and I can get back to my life as it is normally, just me Danielle, the kids, her parents, and my work.

Scene fades as Brian walks out of the hotel room.

Scene: The kitchen of very nice home, with a very large kitchen that has all professional appliances. A toddler boy sits in a high chair with some Cheerio's and a sippy cup.

Danielle: Sienna, Saige, you are going to miss your bus. Hurry up.

Sienna, Saige: Coming!

Saige: Mo-om, Little Brian colored all over my homework!

Danielle: I will write your teacher another note and explain that you have a hazard known as a two year old brother. Get in here and eat Saige.

Danielle: (Voice Over)

I love my kids but some mornings I can't get the twins out of my hair fast enough. It is worse when Brian is away since they are Daddies girls. They look like him, same heads of hair it isn't the being here alone with the kids, it isn't like I don't have support or help. I have my parents and they help me, and Sharon watches little Brian when I have to go into the restaurant. My days just seem longer. He picks up so much of the slack, the homework with the girls, running them here and there with the little man in tow. He is a great dad. He says he learned everything he needed to know about being a dad from my dad growing up, not his. I believe that. He was home alone all the time, or at our house.

Dad works as the head chef most of the time Brian is traveling so I can be home more, but I feel so exhausted, even though I only work for a few hours a day doing some prep. Dad and I are the co-head chefs of his restaurant. He bought Hallie out before I finished culinary school, THANK GOD. I could not have, would not have been able to work with that woman.

Despite being a parent, my career has not had to be sidelined at all; I just work around Brian's travel. We also have another chef that can run the kitchen if we have any family events. He has been with my dad for years and he is great. He is older than dad and was retired, but he hated retirement so he runs the pass most evening s and Dad or I take lead. He can take the lead and several of the sous chefs can run the pass. We have a great team.

I guess I just miss Brian so much I am tired waiting to have him back. When this trip is over we get an adult night out at his reunion. Even though I am several years younger than Brian, I know half the class because my older sister graduated with Brian. She is arriving later this evening on the train and Mom is picking her up. I can't wait to see her. The girls can't wait to see her because Auntie Angela lives in NYC and I know she probably picked up something small in the American Girl store for them, she always does, even though her budget is tight. She always has something for little Brian too. She is such a great aunt.

I was afraid when she found out that Brian and I became a couple while she was away at school she would have freaked out, but she didn't get upset in the least. I guess she didn't have those kinds of feelings for him that he once had for her. I do get very jealous if I see them alone too much when she is here. I know he is committed to me but she was his first love so I can't control me feeling s of jealousy. She had his heart first, even if I hold it forever.

Scene fades as Danielle scoops up the toddler and ushers the girls who have been eating their breakfast out to catch their school bus.

Scene: A soundstage, where a television drama is being filmed.

Rayanne: (Voice –Over)

Well my part on this show is coming to an end. My character dyes today then I can get out of California, and go back to Pennsylvania. I have not been there forever. I know I am not the kind of actress that has enough draw to headline in a production, or a film but I like doing the character work. This one was not the biggest part but I enjoyed the depth in the roll. Playing someone who is dying is so different. It is never the same twice. This time the character has a young son, and the son's father recently found out he existed, and that she was dying, well the son recently found out too. It was heart wrenching to play but I feel I did a good job.

Reunion time and I can hardly believe it. Still not sure I can be around Angelica. I still think she harbors resentment to my inappropriate actions of twenty years ago. I am glad I have my life together now. No drinking, no drugs, and AA. My high is my work, and my amazing husband. He is heir to the title Earl of Devon, so a lord which makes me a Lady. Rayanne Graff is a Lady. Well anyone who knew me in the past knows that is a bit far-fetched.

The kids are in England with his parents while we head to the reunion. I can't believe I am going to introduce my fabulous husband to the people who knew me before my life got together. I have no fear of skeletons in the closet. I told my husband all the gory details. He knows I betrayed my best friend. He also knows how I regret it, and miss her.

Scene fades as Rayanne goes back to makeup for her death scene.