Dylan & Kelly: The Missing Years

Disclaimer: I do not own Beverly Hills 90210, if I did the spin off would have happened way differently in my mind.

Summary: Takes place in the season one time frame of the spin-off 90210. Tells the story of how Sammy and Kelly and Dylan came to be set through a series of flashbacks leading up to those two weeks spent in Wyoming.

Chapter 1

Set during Model Behavior

"It's Dylan."

Those words rang in her head like an annoying alarm even hours after she had hung up the phone. Brenda had just left for the fashion show, Silver was gone, Sammy was in bed and now she was alone with her thoughts.

Kelly Taylor sighed, rubbing her forehead slightly in frustration. What's even worse was remembering Ryan's words. Dylan chose to call Brenda. Not her. Yet he wanted to talk to her and not Brenda? Ryan did have a point unfortunately. A damn good one at that.

Before they had even said goodbye earlier, Kelly was mentally working out some sort of game plan. She simply just had to see him. Maybe in a couple months when fall break rolled around. But did she really want to wait that long?

Hands clasped in front of her as she flipped through the pages of an old photo album. Which really wasn't that old. Four years old give or take. One particular page stuck out. Three or four perfectly arranged photos. One from Christmas. One Halloween. All for some sort of holiday or special occasion. And they all consisted of Kelly, Sammy, and Dylan.

The first year was a good year. When she found out she was pregnant, Dylan did the honorable thing and stepped up. Not right away of course, but eventually he came around. The idea of fatherhood grew on him, slowly but surely.

He was there when Kelly gave birth. He was there for Sammy's first birthday. He was there Christmas Eve. But as soon as the new year hit, he was off. He traveled, citing he needed a break from Beverly Hills, promised to e-mail and call and write. Send postcards even. And that was that.

And Kelly was left alone to raise Sammy, with checks in the mail coming every month for child support. Being a single mom was hard enough, but now she had a sister to take care of as well. It was times like this where she really missed having Dylan around. Things weren't perfect, but at least when he was here with them things ran a tad smoother.

Part of her knew deep down she was better off without him. But was Sammy? Was her little boy better off without a father? No. He wasn't. And she didn't want that for him. She let out another sigh as she thought back on their conversation earlier in the day.

"Hello?" Kelly answered, walking further down the hall and away from Brenda and Ryan.

"Kel? Hi." His voice was really just the same. Smooth as always. It didn't have nearly as many effects on her now as it did in high school, college, or hell even after college. She had become immune to the charm of Dylan McKay. Or so she kept telling herself.

"Hi Dylan." She stated curtly.

"Wow, it's uh good to hear your voice." She could hear the slightest notion of a chuckle escape his lips.

"We talked on the phone just last week remember? So where are you now? Brenda says Wyoming."

"Yeah. I'm here in this tiny ranch house. Nice and small. Clean too. Really it's great. Sammy would love it. You would love it."

"That sounds great. Where are you going from there?"

"I think I'm done for a while. Traveling and helping people is great don't get me wrong, but I don't know how Brandon does it 24/7? I wanna take a break, focus on the other aspects of my life. Sammy for one."

"Does that mean I should be expecting you to roll up to Beverly Hills on your motorcycle sometime within the next week?"

"I don't think so Kel."

"Then what do you mean? How can you see more of Sammy if you aren't here, and you aren't going to be here."

"I want you guys here with me. In Wyoming. I want Sammy here. And I want you here." She could sense the firmness in his voice even through the phone.

"I don't know Dylan-"

"Why not just come out and give it try? I'm not saying you should drop your job and life and whatever else you have going for you down here. Nothing permanent."

"Nothing permanent." She echoed, repeating almost as if to reassure herself of the words coming out of his mouth.

And the rest was well history. They talked for a bit more after Kelly agreed that she would see about getting time off. And now here she was debating on that same fact. The school did deliver on that front, giving her a full two weeks to visit, sort out what she needed to sort out rather. Before she even realized what she was doing she was putting down the photo album and moving into her bedroom, to pack.

After packing the necessary things into a suitcase, and sneaking into Sammy's room to pack him a bag, Kelly retreated to the living room.

Setting her alarm so early seemed like a good idea to her last night, but this morning she awoke with a protesting groan. Why did she choose to book such an early flight? Oh right, because she wanted them, well Sammy, to be able to spend as much time with Dylan as possible. Two weeks seemed like a long time but she was certain they would pass by fairly quickly.

After slowly getting dressed and then wandering into the kitchen to make herself a cup of coffee, and pour Sammy a bowl of his morning cereal, she walked into his room and flipped on the light switch.

He knew little about the trip. All he knew was that they were going to visit Dylan. Which was a strange concept in itself because they hadn't seen the man in question in over three years.

"Sammy, it's time get up. We need to leave soon. Your dad is expecting us."

"Daddy?"

"Yes we are going to see daddy."

That got him out of bed extremely quick. She never saw a little boy move with such excitement and energy.

Saying goodbye to Silver was easier than expected. Sure she would miss her sister, but she was sure Silver could take proper care of the house while she was gone.

The drive to the airport and going through security went by in a blue and before Kelly knew it they were boarding onto the plane and taking off.

It felt like hours but the plane had finally landed in Wyoming. It was a state she had never been to before so to say it was unfamiliar was an understatement. Flagging down a taxi took a little time, but Sammy was helping to get the attention of one and before long they were loading their suitcases in the trunk.

She told the taxi driver Dylan's address and relaxed in the cab on the way.

Paying the driver, Kelly let out a breath she didn't realize she was holding in as they pulled into the gravel driveway.

"Sammy." She shook her son gently, who had been resting beside her. They got their luggage out of the back and made their way up to the porch. Standing in front of Dylan's door had her more nervous by the second.

She finally knocked on the door. It had only been a few minutes, but it felt like forever before the door finally opened. And when it did she was met with piercing brown eyes and a half-smirk. Typical.

"Hi Kel."