Hi Fans, here my next story. Of course BD but with unfortunately a lot DK. And how my last fanfic I got for these story again an inspiration by DylanlovesBrenda. This time even from two fanfics. „Speak Now Or Forever Hold Your Peace" and „Dear Dylan". It is a mixed of this two. But it will be a little different. Maybe you like it.

(Not) A Bond For Life

Chapter 1 A Wedding Invitation

Brenda walked into her apartment building with her friend Sara. She laughed as Sara explained her blind date she had the night before. Brenda unlocked her mail box and grabbed her mail. They walked up the 2nd floor walk up to their flats. As Brenda came to her door, she stuck her key in unlocking it.

„So…then what happened?" Brenda opened her door slightly and looked at Sara who was in front of her door next door.

Sara shrugged. „I shagged him." She smiled.

Brenda laughed. „Oh wow…Sara…you have problems. You just spent ten minutes telling me how much of a …wanker, I think you said exactly." She teased.

Sara laughed. „Well excuse me, one of us should be shagging and darling it obviously isn´t you."

Brenda rolled her eyes. „That´s my cue." She opened her door further.

„Ha ha I thought so…bye." Sara opened her front door.

Brenda smirked as she shook her head. She tossed her keys on the side table she had next her door and started flipping throught her mail. She came across a odd shaped square envelope. It was an ivory color and had a shimmer to it. She looked at it as she walked to her kitchen table setting dorn the rest of her mail. Brenda walked over to her couch and as she lowered to it, she looked at the front of it and read.

„Miss Brenda Walsh & Guest"

She ran her finger across the flap, leaning back, taking her feet and resting them on the coffee table. She pulled out the contents oft he envelope s a smal piece of tissue fell to her lap. She looked curiosly down at it moving the other small pointless piece of tissue from in front of it. Brenda stared down at it. She felt her chest tighten and her breath became shallow as she tried to breath trough it. She had to read it again.

Kelly Marlen Taylor and Dylan Michael McKay

Request the honor of your presence

At their marriage

On Saturday, the 21th April 2001

At three o´clock in the afternoon

Mont Zion Church

436 South Beverly Drive

Beverly Hills, CA 90210

Brenda looked up and stared straight ahead. No tears came to her eyes, no sadness came over her at all at that moment. She was completely numb…then moments later it hit her. She cumbled the envelope that she held in her left hand and squeezed her eyes shut. Brenda began to cry softly as she read the invitation over and over. Request the honor of your presence, request the honor…at their marriage…Brenda shook her head. She was driving herself crazy. Kelly and Dylan…were getting married. It felt like only yesterday her and Dylan were fighting about marriage and now…three years later, he was marrying her.

She laid her head back on her couch and stared up at the ceiling. Why did they even invite her? She hadn´t talked to Kelly in years and her and Dylan didn´t end on good terms. She wasn´t even invited to David and Donnas wedding. Then she thought about who´s idea it was to actually invite her in the first place. Was Kelly trying to rub it in her face? Bury the hatchet? Or was Dylan trying to get closur? Was Brandon invited? Was he actually going? He was just as heartbroken to find out Dylan and Kelly were back together. A million questions ran through her mind. She took a deep breath, getting up off the couch as she moved her way to the kitchen. She set the invitation down on the counter and went into her refrigerator, grabbing an opened bottle of Pinot Grigio, grabbed a wine glass ot of her cupboard, glancing at the invitation again and poured a glass. She moved over to her stereo and hit power. The invitation wasn´t Dylans style at all. It was ugly. Brenda thought. It had a mocha bottom layer and shimmering champagne top layer. It had a hideous floral blossom design. Their initials a big scripted K in the top right hand corner and a equally big scripted D in the bottom left hand corner. Brenda took another long sip of her wine setting it down.

Then she heard the door opened.

„Hey." A attractive looking guy appeared in her front door.

„Hey sweetie." Brenda smiled cute at him.

„Did I missed a Party?" The attractive guy came to Brenda in the livingroom.

„Well…somehow…yes." Brenda still smiled and showed him the invitation. „Can you imagine…my Ex wanted to marry my lovely Ex best friend."

„And you are invited?" The attractiv guy raised his eyebrows.

„We are invited." Brenda corrected him. „Miss Brenda Walsh and Guest."

„Oh, I´m a Guest." He laughed.

„Maybe they had should writing Miss Brenda Walsh and her hot lover." Brenda kissed him tenderly.

„That matched better." The guy kissed her again.

Andy Trudeau was twenty-nine years old and he and Brenda were a couple since two years. They met in a Pub and it was Love of the first sight.

„So, do you like to wanted to go with me to this wedding?"

„First I poured me a glass of wine too." Andy went to the cupboard, and got a glass.

„A toast of Dylan and Kelly." Brenda smirked.

„Of Dylan and Kelly." Andy repeated.

They cling their glasses, took a sip and kissed again deeply.

Together they sat down. Brenda took a pen and wrote her reply. She slid it into the envelope and licking it closed. Andy took the envelope and set it down on the coffee table.

„And now, no Dylan and Kelly more." Andy pressed Brenda to his chest and together they kuddled and kissed comfortable.

Dylan sat on him and Kelly´s couch at the beach apartment. He glanced up from his book and glanced at his fiancé as she sat on the floor at the coffee table. She was silently going through the replies. Sorting them into two piles. Guests who were coming and guests who were not. She raised her head and noticed him looking at her.

She smiled sweetly. „What?"

Dylan shook his head. „Nothing…what are you doing?"

„I´m going through our replies, so far there are more people coming." She said with a teasing smile.

„How many?" Dylan asked, holding back his aggravation.

Kelly looked down at the pile. „So far…about hundred and fifty people said Yes."

Dylan took a deep breath. „Hundred and fifty people? Did you invite whole Beverly Hills?"

Kelly sighed. „Dylan…I know you said small but there are people that I had to invite. I won´t be over twohundred…I promis." She looked back down and continued to go through her stacks.

Dylan shook his head and returned to his book. Whatever Kelly wanted he tried to give her. He wanted a small wedding, she wanted a big wedding. He wanted a small private ceremony on the beach or outdoors. Kelly wanted to get married in a church. Everything Dylan had wanted he didn´t get expect on. About a month ago ash im and Kelly made his guest list, which included only Brandon, Jim, Cindy, Iris, Erica and Steve. But one person caused a crisis between him and Kelly…Brenda.

Kelly had no problem with the others. But Brenda…Kelly got angry.

„Why Kelly? Are you still jealous? You have no problem with Brandon and Jim and Cindy. But why not Brenda? She is their daughter and sister?"

„And you exgirlfriend. You want really invited your girlfriend? Sure, why you didn´t invited all of your exgirlfriends? How many guests would been here? Maybe hundred?"

„The same about you. Do you wanted to start how many exboyfriends you have?"

Kelly took a very deep breath. „Ok, you´re right. Brenda is their daughter. Maybe it would be look weird we invited the whole Walsh-family." Kelly nodded. Brenda was allowed to come. But Kelly would sitting her far far away from her and Dylan.

„Oh… Brandon is coming." Kelly smiled as she looked at Dylan bringing him back to the present. Then looking back down.

Dylan nodded. „Oh good…what about Jim and Cindy?"

Kelly slowly raised her head. „You mean Brenda?"

Dylan wasn´t going to go there again. The truth was he hadn´t talked to Brenda since they had broken up and they didn´t exactly end on the best terms. He didn´t know why he wanted to invite her. Maybe he missed their friendship? Maybe he wanted to know wether she is ok.

„No, I meant really Jim and Cindy."

„Yes, Jim and Cindy are coming. Oh, and no reply from our lovely Bren. Well, she is far far away. Who knows when she got the invite."

Dylan nodded. „That´s true." He agreed and went back to his book.

Kelly stared at him. She tried to read him but he did a good job hiding what was going through that complicated head of his. She hesitated but it just came out. „Dylan, have you still feelings for her?" she asked innocently.

Dylan slowly lifted his head. „What?"

„Have you still feelings for her." Kelly asked, more stronger.

„No." Dylan answered shortly.

„You never told me why you guys split."

„It was over. Simply over." Dylan said looking back at his book.

„Dylan. You left Beverly Hills to got together with her again. And suddenly you are again here in Beverly Hills. Without a word to your past. I told me I was the reason."

Dylan smirked as he shook his head. „There´s no big secret. We try it and it didn´t work. That´s all."

Kelly got up and walked over to him. She watched as he kept his head in his book. She climbed in his lap and wrapped her arms around his neck. „But we will work." She kissed him deeply.

Dylan let his book fall and kissed her back.

„We will work, Dylan. I can give you what you need. I know what you need. And I´m the best for you to do it."

They kissed more deeply.

Oh yes. Kelly knew what Dylan needed. She was the best in it. The skipped the shit chat and moved to their bedroom. Their clothes found the way to the floor. Yes, in this way they were really the best. Kelly had the perfect body. Kelly didn´t want a long foreplay. They were barely in their room, Dylan pressed Kelly on the wall. And with one thrust he was in her. Kelly moaned loud. During making love Kelly was very loud. That annoyed Dylan. From the start. He always wanted to kiss her for quite her. Suddenly he thought on Brenda. With her it was really making love. Dylan and Brenda had a sensefull and loveful foreplay. It was sweet. Dylan kissed Brenda on her whole body and let Brenda completely relaxt. It was magic. It was not fucking, it was literally love. With Kelly it wasn´t magic. Kelly wanted it hard. Kelly wanted fucking. No romantic. Pure fucking. And Dylan gave her what she wanted.

And when Kelly was sleeping Dylan looked at the ceiling. Would Brenda really come to the wedding? How are she? Was she still single? So much questions.

Dylan took his wetsuit down, exposing his chest as he began rinsing himself off with the hose after a long day of surfing. He closed his eyes leaning into the spray letting the water run down his face and hair. He shook a little as beads of water flung from his long hair as he moved the hose across his chest and down his back. Dylan slowly leaned down turning the knob on the hose, turning it tightly. He grabbed his surfboard and carefully made his way up the spiral staircase to the balcony. He leaned his surfboard against the railing, grabbing a towel that he had hanging. Wrapping the towel around his waist he pulled the wetsuit down his legs and hung it out to dry. Dylan made his way into the apartment, noticing the mail sitting on the floor in front of the front door. He leaned over picking it up, quickly flipping through it stopping at about five smaller envelopes. He knew this were relies to the wedding. They had been getting them for weeks and normally he left them for Kelly. But one return address caught his eye. There was only one person who lived in London. Dylan stared down at it and tossed the rest of the mail on the table. He ran his fingers under the flap and pulled the reply card out. He read it.

Kindly Reply by

March 1, 2001

Miss Brenda Walsh and Guest

Will Attend _X_

Unable To Attend_

Congratulations to you

Dylan swallowed hard. „And guest? And the important thing…Brenda would come to his wedding with Kelly? Dylan read the reply again. With guest. Had she really a boyfriend? He swallowed hard again. He had so fought so hard to invited her but now he wasn´t sure. He had thought she said No.

No matter what had happened between them, Brenda was like family to him. He cared about her, he cared what she thought and it had been so long since he had seen her. A part of him wanted to know how she is. It seemed she had moved on from him. It was selfish, Dylan knew that, but now that he know she was coming, he was obsessed with the thought of her and hers new boyfriend. Dylan closed his eyes rinsing the shampoo out of his long hair as the past came back. How he suprised Brenda after a play, how he bond her eyes and prepared the theater stage for her, how he also prepared a picnic basket and the made a delicious meal…and how, after he opened a bottle of sparkling cider, he picked a small red velvet box. Kneeling in front of her he said how much he was in love with her. And how Dylan Brenda asked to marry him…

With sparkling eyes she said Yes and they kissed deeply, hot and passionataly.

Dylan turned in the shower as he heard Kelly call out that she was home. It taking him from his flashback. He sighed and caught himself rolling his eyes. He was taken back with his uncaring attitude as he heard her again.

„Yeah Kel… I am in the shower." He yelled back.

„Where´s the mail?" She called out.

„On the table." He answered and continued to wash himself as his thoughts went back to her.

He quickly thought to himself, maybe she want to come to present her new boyfriend? Maybe she had forgiven him and wanted a normal life with again their special friendship. Brenda had never tried to get in touch with him after he left London. He assumed she wanted nothing to do with him. Their break up was ugly. It was really bad. So bad, Dylan thought it wa a blessing when he moved back to Beverly Hill. And it seemed he was right. It seemed all were happy. But why he couldn´t stop thinking of her?

Kelly walked over to the table setting down her keys. She looked at the opened reply and picked it up. She read Brenda´s positive reply. And her congratulations. Wow, she really wanted to come. Brenda wanted really to come to her and Dylans Wedding. And she wanted appeared not alone. With partner. Had Brenda really a new boyfriend? Had she really moved on? Kelly smirked toxic. It seemed Brenda was finally over Dylan. Then she noticed it was the only one of five opened. She took a deep breath as she looked toward the bathroom shaking her head. Dylan hadn´t been involved with any of the plans and Brenda´s reply was actually the only one he even opened. Out of a hundred and fifty. She had done everything herself with the help of Donna. Even if she had asked for his help or opinion he would find some excuse or just agree with her. Dylan also knew already Brenda didn´t come alone. Wether Dylan was disappointed oder sad?

In this moment came Dylan out of the bathroom. Kelly held Brenda´s reply high.

„And?" Dylan looke questiongly at her.

„Brenda come with a new boyfriend." Kelly waited for any reaction.

„She was invited." Dylan shrugged.

„You don´t care about?"

„Should I?"

„No." Kelly went to him and kissed him passionately.

Soon she would married Dylan. And Brenda not.

Brenda opened her eyes quickly and looked around her dark room. She had a weird dream. She looked next to her. Andy laid peacefully on his side of their bed. He looked so sexy. Brenda watched him and remembered their first met. After the rehearsal the group was in their favorite pub. Danny, a friend of Brenda, had visited from an old schoolfriend. Danny introduced Andy to the group, and barely his and Brendas eyes met, it was happend. Andy couldn´t let his eyes of her. The whole evening they were not to separat. And already after their first date they fall in love to each other. He was so different as Dylan. He cared for her so much. And he was always so lovely and ruthful. He let Brenda feeling again. With a big smile she kuddled on Andys chest and immediately she felt his arms around her. She felt so warm and comfortable. Her eyelids were heavy and a short time later she slept again.

And, do you like it? And, the name Andy Trudeau sound similar…Well, yes. I got this idea from „Charmed". I wanted somebody for Brenda who Dylan could be really jealous. Let me know what do you think. Not matter wether positiv or negative.