Dedicated to all the Brenda and Dylan fans...still keeping the faith that these two will somehow be reunited. Edit at bottom

Chapter 39 You and Me

Brenda slowly walked down the aisle of the plane trying to not completely break down. She found her seat and smiled looking down seeing a familiar face.

"Hey Roy." Brenda said surprised to see him as she shimmied into her seat.

Roy looked at her, he noticed the tears in her eyes right away, "Tough goodbye?" he said sincerely.

Brenda nodded her head, "You have no idea." She exhaled.

"Ah you would be surprised." Roy nodded with a smile. "Oh before I forget and take my sleeping pill…I hate to fly, do you have a pen and paper, let me give the name of the theater and my mobile number. Call me when you get settled…I am thinking rehearsal Monday 10am."

Brenda nodded sadly and reached into her purse trying to find a pen, she felt the velvet box and pulled it out, staring down at it.

"Oh my …you have a good one there, he spoils you I see." Roy commented.

Brenda looked up confused staring straight ahead and then back down at the box.

"Well open it."

Brenda lifted the top and saw the bright brilliant round solitaire engagement ring; "Oh my God.", she said covering her mouth in shock. She exhaled not even realizing she had been holding her breath for several moments.

"That's no metal…if I didn't know better I would say that's a pretty serious engagement ring." Brenda stared at the ring…it was beautiful, she had no words. She closed the box and turned it over and read the note, "You and Me?"

Brenda closed her eyes and tried to not break down, "Roy?" Brenda whispered, feeling her chest getting heavy. Her eyes filled with tears and she looked over at him.

Roy sighed and then let out a smile, "Go." He motioned with his head.

"But what about New York…the company?"

Roy reached into his back pocket and pulled out a business card, "His name is Kenny Larson, he is putting together a L.A. based company and he is holding auditions in two weeks. I will call him tomorrow after I land and tell him you will be calling tomorrow afternoon, no audition necessary he will hold your place." Roy looked down disappointed, "I wanted you…but as long as your little talented bum is acting I guess I will be happy."

Brenda eyes widened as a huge smile spread across her face, "Thank you Roy." Brenda wrapped her arms around him and hugged him tightly. "I could just kiss you right now."

"Well bloody hell… by all means..." Roy gave her his flirty smile.

Brenda laughed and leaned in and kissed him hard on the lips. "I got to go." Brenda got up quickly, grabbing her things.

"Brenda." Roy called out. "Congratulations…and call Kenny, don't go and get knocked up on me."

Brenda smiled and nodded, "I will I promise." Brenda turned toward the front of the plane and then glanced back at Roy and smiled. "Thank you."

Roy took a deep breath through his nose exhaling. He gave her a nod and shooed her with his hands.

Brenda tried to scootch as fast as she could in the small aisle of the plane getting to the flight attendant just as she closed the front door. "Hi…there was a mistake I am not supposed to be on this plane." Brenda said quickly.

The women looked at her confused, "Well let me see your boarding pass."

Brenda handed it over as she looked at it, "You're Brenda? No you are on the right plane...see flight 271."

"No you don't understand…I have to get off I don't want to go to New York…please." Brenda pleaded.

"Ma'am…take your seat, I can't open the doors." The women pointed to the back of the plane.

Another attendant overheard, "Brenda…Walsh?" she asked curiously.

Brenda quickly turned confused and nodded. "It's ok Carol, let her off."

Brenda didn't know her and she didn't care, "Thank you…thank you." Brenda exhaled.

The flight attendant pulled the handle and opened the door, "Brenda." the green eyed attendant called out making Brenda turn around.

"Medium height, slender, brown hair...sexy sideburns and a dangerously cute smile?" the woman smiled at her.

Brenda smiled back and nodded turning and running as fast as she could to try and catch a taxi.

**

Dylan sat at his seat bouncing his leg slightly awaiting his turn. He was nervous, he hated talking out loud at his meetings but he knew it was good for him. Actually in all the years Dylan had been attending AA he always found it easier to pour your heart out to a bunch of strangers with equal or worse problems. He checked the time on his cell…Brenda's plane had taken off 20 minutes ago. He knew he needed to be more independent but he was having trouble thinking about doing anything without her. She had been such a prominent part of his life for so long. He thought about Danielle, how old she would have been and the fact that if she was still alive he and Brenda would be fine, married with their daughter in London probably. If things happen for a reason Dylan really was wondering what exactly could have been the reason for taking such a sweet innocent life away from them. Dylan looked around, he didn't know why, she wasn't there. Obviously it wasn't meant to be.

Dylan buttoned his shirt as he heard a soft knock on the door. He pulled open the door quickly.

"What are you doing here?" Dylan looked back to make sure Brenda was still in the bathroom.

"Ask her." Valerie held out the black velvet box in her hand.

Dylan shook his head, "I told you to take it. Are you honestly refusing to take a free 2 carat diamond…you?" Dylan crossed his arms and gave Valerie a look.

"Excuse me." Valerie glared at him, "I do not want a diamond you bought for Brenda…when I think you guys should be together. God give me some credit."

Dylan started walking away from her, "Valerie…just mind your business and go. I am taking Bren to the airport in a half hour."

Valerie pushed the door closed, "Dylan…come on…this is a big deal. You of all people…want to marry again and you are just letting you go. Why are you so stubborn?"

"Val…I am not stubborn, I am doing Brenda a favor, if I ask her and give her this ring she will stay here because of me."

"What's wrong with that?"

"I just don't want her to miss out on anything because of me…I am done talking about it, now get out of here before she hears us."

"Don't you understand, if she stays here with you she'll have everything she wants. And for god sakes this is L.A. what better place to be an actor but here."

Dylan took a deep breath.

"Fine…you are worried that if she doesn't go she may regret it for the rest of her life but if you don't ask her…you will regret it for the rest of your life." Valerie set the ring box on the bar. "Just put it in her bag…leave it up to fate. If she finds it here or before she leaves…its meant to be. If she doesn't, she has a fabulous going away present." Valerie raised her eyebrow and gave him a small smile.

Dylan looked at her, "Fate huh?" Valerie nodded as her smile got bigger as she held out a small card, he shook his head and sighed, "Fine." Dylan reached for the empty card, wrote something quickly, grabbed some tape from the drawer, stuck the card to the back and walked over looking at Valerie and slipped it in Brenda's purse. "are you happy now?"

Valerie nodded as she looked down at her watch, "What time are you guys leaving cause why are you letting her shower alone?" Valerie looked at him oddly.

Dylan rolled his eyes and shook his head.

"You're lame…you were so much hotter when you were with me."

"Good-bye Valerie." Dylan reached for the door and held it open.

"What…its true." Valerie moved towards the door.

"I was also fucked up on drugs when I was with you." Dylan smiled.

Valerie turned around and placed her hand on her hip, "Ha ha funny." She gave him a look and began to walk back to her room.

Dylan poked his head into the hallway, "Val?"

Valerie turned around, "Thanks."

Valerie nodded and gave him a smile.

She obviously hadn't found it. Dylan heard his name called, taking a big breath Dylan approached the podium. He looked out into the crowd shyly and adjusted the microphone. "Hi…my name is Dylan."

"Hi Dylan." The crowd said back.

Dylan swallowed hard, "I have been sober for 90 days." The crowd clapped, "I am an alcoholic and a recovering drug addict. The first time I ever got drunk I was 11 years old. Most of my childhood was spend with the nanny and so late one night after she had gone to bed. I snuck downstairs and got into my fathers liquor cabinet. I remember I drank 3 small shots and spent the entire night in the bathroom puking my little ass off." Dylan laughed and so did the crowd. "I began to drink regularly in junior high, I got high, I took pills, whatever I could get my hands on really. It continued into high school until I met a girl." Dylan smiled and looked down shyly. "She was…not like any of the girls I had met and I was instantly addicted to her instead. We dated for a couple years and I continued to stay clean, mostly because of her. My whole life I was alone. My mom left when I was 6 and my dad was never around…when I met her, she made me want to stay straight, be a better person. Think less selfishly and actually got me studying and showing up for class. I mean if I didn't go to school I couldn't see her right?" Dylan shyly shrugged with a smile. "Things happened and we broke up but continued to be in each other's lives. I stayed sober for the most part, having a relapse once when my father was killed. Brenda moved away and I got all my money stolen from my trust from people I trusted. I had never had a family, the girl I had always looked to for support, love and a sense of family was gone and so was the only thing that I hid behind…my money. I started drinking again…doing heroin. I had hit bottom when I decided to get loaded on smack and drive my car. I drove right off a cliff. That one landed me in the hospital in a coma and a trip to rehab, which I completed and did well. I met a beautiful young woman and fell in love, we got married and… she was killed the night after our wedding." Dylan swallowed hard and took a deep breath hearing a couple surprised breaths from the audience. "Whenever something bad happened in my life I would drink, I stayed away from heroin after my wife died but I wasn't doing well. Shortly after her funeral I left town and went to the only person I knew could save me…Brenda." Dylan smiled and got shy again as he noticed a couple of the women in the back smile at him. "She saved me once again and changed my life. She helped me mourn for my wife, she kept me going everyday and I fell madly in love with her even more than I already was and we lived together in London for 3 years and I was finally happy again. She came home one day and the look on her face was nothing short of terrified. I remember looking at her and thinking…shit someone else died…something happened…it had been a happy 3 years it was time for something bad to happen. I approached her cautiously, and led her to the couch." Dylan laughed a bit, "She looked at me with puffy eyes and tears running down her cheeks and I mentally prepared myself for the worst. She said…Dylan…I am pregnant and I had never been more excited about anything in my whole life. It was my chance to grow up, Brenda and I would have this little human linking us for life and I could try to be the father I never had. Bren was due in summer, we had attended parenting classes, Lamaze…everything for once in my life was perfect until…we lost our little girl and everything shattered once again." Dylan instantly felt his eyes water and looked up to try to hide them. "We buried our daughter…and that day I buried myself. I shut down completely. Took off for 3 days and went on a heroin bindge." Dylan clinched his fists, "I left my poor girlfriend who had just lost her daughter too alone after our daughters funeral. And did she hate me, did she even scream at me, no she put up with the drugs and took care of me for 6 months, I may never know what that actually did to her or how she felt going through it alone." Dylan sniffled and wiped his nose quickly. "Anyway…we moved to back to L.A. and things got worse…My bottom was right before Christmas, I had gotten arrested for heroin possession and Brenda put her foot down, she kicked me out, left me and she and a friend of mine found me half dead on Zuma Beach. I went to rehab and here I am. It's funny how things work out, something that can make you feel so good at the time could screw up the most important things in your life, I am clean, more in love with her than ever and I don't have her. And the bad thing is that she is on a plane right now on her way to New York to start a new life…away from me. Did I beg her to stay…did I tell her how much I needed her and…" Dylan looked down stopping. "How truly lost I am without her…no…I let her go cause that's what I do best." Dylan quickly sniffed and wiped under his nose again trying to act macho. "I got through these 90 days with her help." He held up the metal, "Let's hope I am here for another 90 without her, because as of now its seems impossible…one day at a time right?" Dylan shrugged, "Thanks for listening." Dylan held the metal tightly in his hand as the crowd stood up and started clapping. He made his way off the stage, and walked through the crowd as they congratulated him.

"Thank you Dylan…let's take a 15 minute coffee break and regroup."

Dylan smiled shyly as he continued to get hugs and pats on the back from the crowd. He looked up and as the crowd parted this little girl ran up to him. He smiled down at her as she pulled on his pant leg.

"Hi." he said bending down.

"Hi." the little girl said shyly. "Here you go." she said sweetly handing him the black velvet box and ran away. Dylan watched the little girl run away and as he stood up he looked down confused, he turned the box over and read the card attached, "You and Me?" Dylan smiled as he noticed the question mark crossed out and a period replaced it He looked around quickly not seeing Brenda or the little girl. Dylan looked down and squeezed the box in his hand and looked up and saw her.

Dylan took a deep breath and gave her a tired smile. Brenda walked toward him and stared at him. "You lied to me." Brenda said sadly keeping her stare.

Dylan nodded, "I had too." Dylan took a couple steps toward her.

"You think that would have made me stay?" Brenda pointed to the box in his hand. "You would have made me stay."

Dylan walked another couple of steps and stood before her, "What are you doing here?" Dylan said quietly.

Brenda swallowed hard, "I am calling your bluff." Brenda kept a straight face.

Dylan laughed and looked up, "Don't think I wont take you right now in front of all these people and ask you to marry me." Dylan smiled shaking his head.

"You wouldn't." Brenda finally smiled at him.

Dylan tilted his head and smirked, "You asked for it." Dylan walked closer to her taking her hand and twirling her around two times as Brenda laughed and soon they had people's attention. Dylan pulled her into him and began slow dancing with her, keeping their lips so close they were almost touching.

Dylan started to sing to her, the song he always sang to her, when she was mad at him, when he wanted to make her laugh. Brenda was always embarrassed but secretly she loved it. "Cause it's yoooou and meeeee and all of the people with nothing to doooo…Nothing to lose…And it's yooooou and meeeee and all of the people…And I don't know why, I can't keep my eyes off of you."

Brenda smiled shaking her head as she looked around, "Ok you made your point." he continued anyway, "Dylan."

Brenda laughed as he got louder, "All of the things.... that I want to saaaaaaaaaaayy just aren't coming out right…I'm tripping on woooords…You've got my head spinning, I don't know where to go from herrrre." Dylan continued to hum the chorus…"There's something about you now…I can't quite figure out…Everything she does is beautiful…Everything she does is right." Dylan twirled her around pulling her back into him as he smiled, and dipped her back "Cause it's yoooou and meeee…" Dylan whispered leaning in and kissing her.

Brenda smiled as Dylan brought her up and he slowly lowered himself to his knee and held out the ring. He looked into her eyes, "Marry me Bren?"

Brenda bit the side of her lip, her eyes filled with tears as she nodded, "Yes." she whispered throwing her arms around his neck and kissing him deeply. Dylan picked her up like he always did, as Brenda wrapped her legs around him. He spun her slowly kissing her lips, cheek and neck, moving his hand down the back of her head. Dylan looked into her eyes as the crowd clapped causing Brenda and Dylan to laugh.

"You found the ring before it was too late." Dylan said quietly.

"Yeah." She leaned her nose against his. "You did good up there…I am really proud of you Dylan."

"If I knew you were in the audience I would have tried harder."

Brenda's smile faded, "I didn't want to go to New York without you...you didn't have to get me a ring to keep me here." Brenda just stared at him.

"I got the ring before New York Bren…you going didn't have anything to do with the ring…you did."

"Really?"

"Really." Dylan smiled at her. "Are you ready to go home?" Dylan kept his stare.

Brenda smiled, "I already am."

Dylan leaned in, opening his mouth and covering her lips with his. They lingered there for a moment as Dylan took in her taste, her smell, something he never got sick of and until minutes before he didn't know how he was going to live without. Brenda ran her fingers through his hair and began kissing him longer, more passionately. They continued as Dylan slowly brought her feet back to the ground. Dylan wrapped his arm around her pulling her tightly into him kissing the top of head. Dylan led her toward the back of the auditorum, as everyone watched them leave with smiles on their faces.

They got to Dylan's car and faced each other as they stared at each other Dylan ran his hands down Brenda's arms, "So a fresh start…you and me?" Dylan said softly.

"Was it ever about anyone else." Brenda smiled raising her eyebrow.

Dylan shook his head slowly, "No…it was always about us." Dylan wrapped his arms tightly around Brenda waist pulling her body against his, "You know what I want?"

Brenda could only imagine, "What?" she said almost rolling her eyes.

"I want…you with nothing on except that ring." Dylan gave her a naughty smile and raised his eyebrows.

Brenda nodded, "Yeah well that might actually happen considering every article of clothing I have is on its way to New York right now." Brenda and Dylan looked at each other and laughed as they got in the car and began to drive home.

"Oh yeah…please tell me how and why the flight attendant on American Airlines knew who we were." Brenda looked over at Dylan.

Dylan bit his lip with a smile, "Never mind." he shook his head.

WOOO HOOOO full of sappy mush…see what happens when you don't write a mushy love story..the ending gets crazy mush. Lol I hope the real B/D reunion was worth the wait. The song Dylan was singing was You and Me by Lifehouse...check it out, it makes it sweeter I think. Let's see if people are still reading…if I get enough reviews there will definitely be an update chapter. : ) Edit: Thank you for the reviews, I have made 2 vids to go with this story and I thought I would share. I had to put spaces between the address because this site doesnt let you post websites...anyway check it out.

http:// www. youtube .com /watch?v = FrExN2mFWno

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