Darien's POV

After yesterday's little episode I doubt Dimando will come back. But rumors are spreading around about the palace's " tyrannically abusive" rulers.

Hmph. It was Dimando's own fault. God I sound like Serena. Where is she anyway? She never misses breakfast- Oh NO!

*Flashback*

"Fifth, she won't eat or drink anything. ANYTHING. Basically she will starve herself without sugar.

*End*

As I run upstairs, I see her. She looks weak and feeble, like if you touch her she'll collapse into pieces like a poorly made castle of building blocks. She is pale, all the red and peach is gone from her delicate face. She seems thinner, you can see the bones in her face and her ribs. She is slumped in a chair, eyes closed, hardly breathing.

I think my heart just stopped.

I quickly scoop her up, and race back downstairs, my eyes blazing in determination. I'm like a hurricane, get out of my way, or my winds will make you. "Darien?" She said, her voice cracking. "Just relax love, every thing's going to be fine." In about 2minutes we reached our destination. I read the sign. Amy Muzino's Medical Office. This is our private doctor's office in the palace, and I zoom in to see Amy.

"Oh my God!" Amy screeches once I set the now unconscious Serena down on the counter. She immediately started firing off questions.

"When was the last time she ate?" "Yesterday morning."

"Has her period began?" " How am I supposed to know?"

" Is she pregnant?" " AMY! "

"Sorry. She's fine, just weak, we're going to give her some fluids to give her some color. And possibly force fead her."

" Okay.", I said, moping. "What's wrong Dare?", Amy asked me while she hooked up Serena. " I thought you'd be happy she's okay."

"I am. But, she's just, I'm just, this isn't Serena. This isn't my Serena."

"What do you mean?"

" She's not happy, she's too irratable, she doesn't kiss me, she doesn't hug me, she doesn't eat, and she doesn't talk. This isn't Serena. Serena's all wrong."

"Look Darien, I know this is hard, but look on the bright side."

" Serena is my bright side."

" LOOK! It's 12:00 P.M. All you have to do is find something to do until 11:30 P.M. , and then I'll discharge her, and you guys can wait for the sugar to be brought back. "

"Ok-"

"BUT! I have to work. You can't stay here.''

"Bu-"

"Serena stays. You go." And with she shood me out so she could work on Serena. I glanced at the clock. 12:05.

Damn this is going to be a long 11 hours and 25 minutes.