Brief Background - This takes place present day - so roughly 8 years since the show went off the air. Kelly and Dylan broke up 2 years after D&D's wedding and have not looked back since.

Donna waited until lunch was almost over before letting Kelly in on her news, which was why she had been insistent her friend meet her at the café today. She chose the innocent route.

"So, you're still coming to David's birthday party, Saturday?"

"Of course. What kind of sister would I be if I didn't?" Kelly admonished her with a grin.

"Great. We're, um, expecting a good sized crowd. I think Steve is even hiring a DJ."

"For a barbeque?"

"Yeah. His words to me were like 'good food and good tunes go hand in hand'."

"Sounds about right," her friend laughed.

"I haven't really told you who exactly is going to be there."

Kelly put her glass down and looked straight at her. "What's going on Donna?"

Squirming a little in her chair, she answered. "Brandon is going to be there."

"Brandon?"

Donna nodded.

"Is he back in town?"

"Well, he will be by this weekend. Steve was the one who told me."

"And Steve didn't feel the need to share it with me?"

"You'll have to take it up with him. Apparently, Brandon is moving back here. He got some kind of promotion and transfer to the LA office. I just thought you should know," she finished lamely. "Are you ok?"

"I'm fine. Guess I'm a little in shock. Did Steve say anything else?"

"No."

"Hmm, ok." She paused for a long moment, her eyes gazing out of the ivy framed window before glancing back at Donna and changing the subject. "David give you any ideas what he wants for his birthday?"

"None. He's totally frustrating."

The waiter returned with their bill before anymore could be said and successfully ended any further talk about Brandon's return.

...

Once outside the restaurant, Kelly punched Steve's number on her phone as she walked back to her office.

"Yello?" Steve answered.

"Why didn't you tell me about Brandon?" she demanded.

"I knew I shouldn't have said anything to Donna."

"Just answer my question Steve."

He exhaled loudly. "He asked me not to."

"What is this? A game of smoke and mirrors? Are we back in high school?"

"Hey, you talk to him about that. I'm just following a friend's request."

"When does he get back?"

"Umm, well, he's already here."

Kelly halted in her tracks oblivious to the stares as people maneuvered their way around her.

"Kelly?"

"I've got to go. I'll talk to you later."

"Kel—." She ended the call, cutting him off.

On the other end, Steve looked at his phone. "Aw hell." He keyed in a phone number and waited.

Two rings and then, "Brandon Walsh speaking."

"I told you it was a bad idea."

"Steve? What's up?"

"Take a wild guess."

"Too many options. Just tell me."

"Let me just narrow it down for you. I'm not going to name names but her initials are Kelly Taylor."

He waited and then satisfied he had his friend's full attention from the lack of response, continued, "I just got reamed out for not telling her you were back in town."

"What did she say?"

"She's pissed, ok?"

"I suppose I should have said something."

"Yeah. Again, as I recall, I think I told you it was a bad idea."

"Duly noted, Sanders. Can you give me her office address again?"

"Her hours always change. I'd call first."

"All right. Give me her number and address."

Brandon wrote the information down and thanked him.

"Don't mention it. Just give me a heads up."

"Will do."