The Little Fish
So here is the beginning of the Castles sequel. It takes place after season 3, the start of season 4. The gang has 1 week until school starts. Brenda and Dylan are returning from their summer Europe trip together but are due in New York by the following week. I hope you enjoy this one as much as Castles. The Little Fish is one of my favorite season 4 episodes, for the obvious reasons. But I thought it fit well because since the gang is starting out in college they are the little fish in a much bigger pond. Enjoy!
Chapter 1 Hello and Goodbye Part 1
"Bren, we aren't going the right way, I am telling you, it's this way." Dylan pointed to the opposite direction they were heading.
"The book says we are going the right way, I was just here last summer and Donna and I went this way." Brenda looked closely at the map. "I think." she looked up at him and smiled.
"We have been walking your way for 2 hours already; maybe we should try something different." Dylan said with a smile.
"You know" Brenda squinted her eyes and stopped. "You better stop making fun of me or else." Brenda moved in closer to him.
"Oooh or else what?" Dylan wrapped his arms around her waist pulling her in close to him. He looked down at her seductively giving her the look and biting his lip gently.
"Come on." Brenda leaned in and gave him a fast peck and pulled him along.
"Ok Bren, why don't we just go straight and see where that takes us. You won't go my way; we have tried your way, what will it hurt?"
Brenda sighed playfully, "Fine" Brenda shut the book the map was in and laced her fingers with his.
"Can you believe next week we have to leave and go home. Then a week later we will be on our way to New York."
"I know. This summer has gone by so fast."
"You sick of me yet?"
"Surprisingly no." Dylan crinkled his nose as Brenda shot him a look.
"Your funny, has anyone ever told you, you are the funniest guy ever."
"You know this is ridiculous, why the hell do they make Balzac's house so hard to find? Why don't we go back to the hotel, take a bath, relax, order some room service and enjoy each other." Dylan lifted his eyebrows and gave her a tight smile.
Brenda looked ahead and Dylan wasn't sure if she heard him or was ignoring him, "Bren?"
"HAHA looks like we were both wrong, Tada." Brenda reached out giving Dylan a wide smile. "Va là monsieur McKay, I give you Balzac's House." Brenda giggled proudly.
"Finally…there isn't much to it once you're here huh?"
Brenda shrugged, "Nope, I guess the fun is finding it. You hungry?"
"I could eat." Dylan said as he looked around for a nearby café. "Come on babe, there is one a block or so down we passed."
Brenda and Dylan approached a small outdoor café and went inside and sat down. "I had fun today." Dylan said with a smile.
"Me too, actually I have had fun everyday. Thank you so much for bringing me with you. I loved Paris but being here with you is definitely a lot better. I mean Donna was a great travel partner but she just was not as sexy as you."
Dylan laughed, "Well what can I say…and there isn't anyone else I would have rather been here with."
Brenda smiled and kissed him gently on the lips. Their summer in Europe had been amazing. They visited England, France, Italy, Greece and Spain. Sometimes they would spend the whole day together, laughing, cuddling and kissing and then other times they would go off on their own and give each other some space to just walk around and sight see. Dylan would spend his afternoons sometimes just reading and drinking coffee, Brenda would join him for breakfast and then go off and visit museums, shop, or just sit by herself and take it all in. The trip had made her fall even more in love with Dylan and she never thought it was possible.
"What do you want to do tonight Bren? You want to go to that art museum you read about?"
Brenda shook her head, "Nah, why don't we stay in, we can go back to the hotel, take a bath, relax, order some room service and enjoy each other." Brenda raised her eyebrows.
"So you did hear me?"
"Mmmmhmmm." Brenda leaned in closing her eyes as she kissed him.
Dylan smiled mid kiss, "Why don't we get out of here, lâche obtenir nu."
Brenda giggled as she shook her head, "One of these days you're going to say something like that when we get home and someone will speak French."
"What? It's not like I am saying anything bad or inappropriate."
"Whatever Dylan, you just said let's go and get naked."
"You know your French as gotten prefect; I can't put anything past you anymore."
Brenda looked at Dylan proudly, she had thought she knew French perfectly but Dylan knew a lot more of the conversational French. But after weeks of listening to him and almost talking fluently all the time she was a pro. Dylan ordered two coffees and some pastries. They talked, ate and enjoyed each other's company, later retiring back to their hotel.
**
"Hey babe, I want to show you something." Dylan wrapped his arm around her shoulders pulling her in so her head rested against his chest. Dylan led her to a near by park.
"What is this place?" Brenda looked around; when she had come with Donna they hadn't ventured this far into the garden.
"This is the center of the Jehan Rictus garden."
"What's that?" Brenda pointed straight ahead looking at a tiled wall with what looked like things written in different languages.
"Well this is what I wanted to show you, this is Le Mur des je t'aime. Having collected the phrase "I love you" in over three hundred languages, the artist Frédéric Baron, wanted to display these messages of love on a wall. So believe it not this is actually I love you in 311 languages."
Brenda smiled looking up at Dylan. It was so crazy to her that even after all these years Dylan was still the most romantic guy she had ever met. "Wow, that's amazing, it's beautiful."
"I had a feeling you would like it. I love you Bren."
"I love you too baby." Brenda said sweetly.
"I know we are leaving tomorrow so I wanted to give you something."
Brenda looked at him confused, "Give me something, why?"
"Well I just wanted you to know how special you are to me and how much fun I had on this trip. I will never forget it as long as I live." Dylan handed her a little black box.
"Dylan you need to stop doing this kind of stuff, stop spending money on me." Brenda opened up the box and smiled. "Oh Dylan it's beautiful." Brenda lifted an incredible silver bracelet out of the box.
"Read the inscription inside."
Brenda looked inside and read the engraving, "Mon Eté d'Ame - soeur de 93." Brenda tried to understand it. "I understand summer of 93 but what's Mon Eté d'Ame mean?"
Dylan took the bracelet and hooked the clasp together putting it on her wrist. "It means my soul mate." Dylan looked deeply into her eyes and smiled.
Their lips connected in a passionate and intense kiss. All the tourists and noise around them disappeared. To Brenda and Dylan, they were the only ones there.
**
Brandon finished packing his bag as his phone rang.
"Hello." Brandon sounded rushed.
"Hey baby, are you busy?" Kelly said in her usual cheerful voice.
"Too busy for you, never, what's up?"
"I just wanted to know what time Dylan and Brenda got in."
"You know I don't know, my mom and dad are out and I promised Steve I would pick him up on our way to the beach. Hopefully my parents will tell them to stop by the beach house if they aren't too tired."
"Are you ready? I can pick you up on the way."
"Yep all packed, I am so excited you invited me to stay the week with you and Steve at the beach house. It will be nice to hang out with everyone before school starts. Has anyone ever told you guys you live a charmed life, being able to have a beach house for a week for free."
"Well you know there is a perk for being Steve's friend once in a while." Brandon laughed, "I will see you in 20."
Brandon hung up and grabbed his bags and headed downstairs. He made his way into the kitchen grabbing a pen and paper to write his parents a note. Just as he was almost done, Cindy and Jim walked through the back door.
"Oh hey, I was just writing you a note."
"Off to party it up for the week down in Malibu?" Jim said with a smile.
"Yep, I am heading there now but what time are you picking Brenda and Dylan up?"
"They get in at six o'clock." Cindy said putting the grocery bags on the counter.
"Well if it's cool with you guys let them know where we are, I know everybody would love to see them. Especially Kelly, I think she missed her more than she thought she would."
"Aw that's sweet we will tell them, I am sure Brenda will go if she isn't too jet lagged. She has a lot of unpacking and packing to do considering she leaves for New York in a week."
"I know I can't believe as soon as we get her back she is leaving again." Jim looked down sadly.
"Now dad, Brenda is a big girl, I think its time to cut the umbilical cord, huh," Brandon wrapped his arm around his father and gave him a smile.
"Weren't you leaving?" Jim said jokingly.
"Yep, Bye, give Brenda a kiss for me." Brandon left closing the back door.
"Now if we could get him to move out." Jim let out a laugh.
"Oh Jim stop." Cindy said playfully hitting him in the chest.
Jim continued to laugh, "Well it's true we have one kid that can't wait to get the hell out of here and the other may actually live here until he's 25." Both Jim and Cindy laughed, as the headed upstairs to get ready to go to the airport.
**
"Steve, we have driven up and down this street like 20 times already." Brandon said annoyed.
"Let me see the map." Kelly said reaching her hand to the back seat.
"God will you guys relax, you guys are becoming more and more alike the longer you go out. The address is 514 Ocean Front." Steve said looking down at the small post it note containing the address.
"Steve, 512 is there this is 514." Brandon pointed at an empty lot.
"It can't be, I am telling you my mom wrote down 514. Her producer friend told us we could use it this week as a graduation present."
"Sure Steve." Kelly rolled her eyes and crossed her arms. "Steve why are so full of crap sometimes?"
"You know, Kelly, if your going to stay in my beach house for this week you better stop being such a bitch and more festive." Steve glared at her from the back seat.
"Ok ok stop you two, Steve knock it off, stop being a jerk. Let me see the paper." Brandon grabbed it from his hand
"Bran, god she started it."
Kelly laughed, knowing Brandon would always take her side. Kelly and Steve were close friends but had spent entirely too much time together this summer because Brandon and Kelly were always together. Steve hung out with them as a third wheel for pretty much the whole summer.
Brandon looked at the post it closely, "Steve, you are so blind, that's a 7 not a 4, its 517 not 514." Brandon tossed the post it and kept driving. "514 isn't even on the right side of the street." Kelly laughed at Steve.
"A 7? Who crosses their 7's?" Steve said looking down at the post it.
Kelly still was laughing, "A lot of people."
The two pulled up to a gorgeous beach front home in Malibu. They grabbed their bags and headed inside.
"This is more like it." Steve said tossing his bags down and opening the sliding glass doors. The doors led to a huge deck, equipped with an outdoor bar, tables and chairs, a pig pong table and right on the beach.
"Wow, Steve this is awesome." Kelly said joining him on the deck.
"Now who's full of crap, Steve Sanders delivers sometimes."
Kelly playfully bumped her shoulder into him, "Ok you deliver this time, I was wrong."
Brandon joined the two on the deck, wrapping his arms around Kelly's waist from the back. "So now what? Want to go swimming? Go for a walk?" Brandon said rubbing his lips against Kelly's neck.
"Nope my good friends, It's time to have a party." Steve smiled and wiggled his eyebrows.
Hope you liked it. This is a 2 parter. I am excited to start this story; I hope you guys are too. Please review, it's the only reason I keep writing.