Blueeyeddevil06 thank you for being my beta!

Check out my new story FAMILY FRIENDS It's my "What If" from this story. I was writing the conversation between Serena and Darien about what would have happened if both of their parents had lived. It got my mind working and it sounded fun to write. I hope you enjoy it.

Darien didn't waste any time moving in with Serena. After lunch, with her and her agency appointed parents, he went back to his apartment and packed up as much as he would need for the next couple of days. He would come back later and pack more, but he was excited to be able to spend time with Serena. Now that he had her in his life, everything changed. He was truly happy for the first time.

Ikuko cooked dinner that night, and Darien choked up. He'd never had someone make dinner specifically for him that he wasn't paying for. Somehow, Serena had figured out his favorite meal, and Ikuko had made it. It meant more to him than he was able to express at the time. By the look on Ikuko and Kenji's faces, they had figured it out themselves. They were excellent agents after all.

After dinner, Serena took him upstairs, and they put his things away. They used the closet in the room across the hall to hang his things. Serena loved clothes, and her overstuffed closet showed that. She pulled the pink comforter off her bed, put it away in the linen closet, and put on a soft grey one.

Darien asked, "New comforter?"

"Do you want to sleep in a pink bed?"

He hesitated, "I don't want to make you give up something you like."

"Sharing the bed with you is more than worth giving up my pink comforter. I can still dress in pink, so no problem there. Also, it makes it more our bed this way." She got up on her tiptoes and kissed him. "My bed's only a Queen size, but we'll just have to sleep closer to each other."

He pulled her flush against his body and said, "Serena, kissing you standing next to a bed is doing things to me." He rocked his body against hers to let her feel how hard his cock had gotten.

"Think you can make me scream your name?"

He growled, "Again. Yes, I think I can make you scream my name, again."

She gave him a seductive look, "So, get to it."

He knew she was expecting him to strip her and make love on the bed. He wanted to catch her off guard. She was a vixen, and he wanted her in so many ways. One in particular was screaming through his brain.

He pulled off his pants and boxers. He then lifted her up and wrapped her legs around him. "Hold on," he commanded. He pushed her back up against the wall, pulled her panties out of the way, and thrust inside of her. She arched her back and moaned out loudly. "I can make you scream my name." He began pumping in and out of her, pressing her against the wall and nipping at her neck. He whispered in her ear, "You're so fucking tight." He heard her breathing change. He rutted into her and chased their orgasm. As he spilled himself deep inside of her, she yelled out his name. He smirked, "And there it is."

He managed to walk them over to the bed, and they flopped on it. She smiled at him, "That was incredible." She laughed, "It had nothing to do with the bed though."

"I like to keep you on your toes."

"I was thinking it was more like you want to keep me on my back."

He laughed, "That too." He sighed and looked serious. "Andrew's going to think this is really fast."

"And, he's right! We've moved way too fast together." She scooted forward and kissed his nose. "I'm a secret agent, and you're pre-med. We aren't two people who are still finding themselves. I watched the brutal murder of my parents when I was six. You've grown up in an orphanage, never remembering your parents. We both were forced to grow up a lot on that same horrible day. Plus, you could always tell him that we found a document that showed that our parents wanted us to marry. It's not an arranged marriage, but it's close enough that he could understand. It's not like we can describe our shared trauma to him. We could explain to him that I'm adopted or something."

He looked into her eyes, "I'm afraid to ask you about that day. I don't ever want to make you talk to me about it, but if you ever want to I'm always willing to be here for you."

She sighed, "I… what the agency knows of their murder, they've pieced together. I've talked to a therapist about it, but I refused to tell her the details. I was required to have therapy by the agency. It's awful, and somehow it feels like something so brutal doesn't belong to anyone else. People shouldn't get to know exactly what they went through."

"But, that's not something that the Dark Kingdom should be able to make you carry on your own. And, I know they don't know you were there, but the result is still the same. Doesn't that make you a victim to be the only one to carry that?"

She looked at him and wept on his shoulder. When she calmed down enough, she said, "You don't want to hear it. It was horrible."

"I can handle anything at twenty that you had to live out at six. Trust me to be strong enough to stand beside you." He caressed her cheek.

"Are you willing to hear it along with Artemis? I don't want to say it more than once, but you're right. I should share my burdens with you."

"I would be honored to."

Darien put his pants back on, and they sat on the bench in front of the vanity mirror. He looked puzzled, "And, why are we here?"

She smirked, "Code Name Serenity, link to Artemis."

Artemis appeared and gazed at Serena and Darien. He said, "Well, I get to meet you sooner than expected, Darien."

"I would like to thank you for letting me become an agent."

"Thank Serena. You're certainly smart enough, but she was the reason I said yes. She was so dead set against falling in love. I was shocked to discover she fell for you so quickly. It made me happy."

She smiled softly at Artemis, "Well, Darien and I have been talking and… he was right about something. I wanted you both here because I'm willing to talk about the night of my parents death."

"What the hell?!" Artemis yelled, "How did you get her to do that? So many people tried for over a decade."

"He pointed out that it was making me a victim of the Dark Kingdom to be forced to carry that on my own, and that if I shared the burden, it would make things easier on me. I didn't want people to know how my parents suffered, it seemed so personal. They wouldn't have wanted me to force myself to be a victim though. By telling you," she shrugged, "he's right. To me, it will feel like I'm not living that moment alone."

Artemis leveled a look at Darien, "Anything I can do for you, let me know." He choked up. "Every psychologist in the agency said she should talk about it, and she refused. I'm so glad she found you. You're so good for her."

Darien blushed, "I don't feel worthy of that. She's brought light to my whole life."

"And you'll help bring healing to hers."

Serena sighed, "And now you both have to hear the horrible details of their death."

Darien shook his head in exasperation, "I thought you were okay with me being there for you?"

"I am."

"So, then tell us. Let us be there, and trust us to be able to handle it. I get that it will be horrible. What I want is to share your burdens. Let me." Darien huffed out.

Artemis watched as Serena's face softened and nodded. He was incredibly thankful for Darien. He'd managed to handle Serena in a way that no one else could. What followed was a disgusting twenty minute account of the torture and murder of her parents. Artemis drew on his agency training to keep a straight face at some of the accounts of what happened. He didn't know how Darien held it together. He acknowledged that he would make a good doctor with a poker face that strong.

When Serena was finished, Darien kissed her head and said, "Serena, go hug Ikuko. I'll come find you in five minutes and hold you. I need to talk to Artemis."

Serena nodded, and Darien watched her walk downstairs to talk to Ikuko. Once she did, he rushed to the bathroom and threw up. He cleaned up and returned to their room to face Artemis. He said, "Sorry about that."

"I was wondering why you sent her away."

He nodded nervously, "Yea, I didn't want her to see that."

"Truly, thank you for getting her to talk about it. I'll put it in the official record, and no one will ask her about it again." Artemis sighed. "She was six."

Darien nodded, "You asked me to tell you if I ever needed anything. I need to help take these people down. For my parents, and for Serena. I want to tear those fuckers apart. I'm so glad you shot the mole in the head. Please tell me it was messy."

"Incredibly. Sadly, it was quick and painless. He had a gun aimed at me, so I took the kill shot."

"Serena's proud of you. She knew you had gotten the mole before she even looked at her parents' documentation on who it was."

"That means a lot to me." He paused, "I've been busy since speaking to Serena earlier. Your code name is Endymion. Ikuko will be stopping by the drop location to pick up your encrypted tablet. You're officially an agent in training now."

"Thank you. I'll protect her."

"Good man. You already figured out your mission."

Darien signed off and went to find Serena. He pulled her close and kissed her forehead. "I'm an agent now. My code name is Endymion. It's one more way I can stand by your side."

Later that night, Serena had quickly fallen asleep, and Darien was plagued by thoughts of her parents' deaths. He walked downstairs to get a glass of milk and saw Ikuko and Kenji sitting on the couch. Kenji turned off the TV and looked at him seriously. "It was horrific."

"You got the report already?" Darien asked.

Ikuko nodded, "Artemis updated us immediately."

"What bothers me the most was that she was six, watching from a hole in the wall, and keeping herself from screaming out or crying so they didn't find her too. She saw that." He sighed and sat in an armchair.

Ikuko nodded, "And now, twelve years later, she has finally talked about it. Thank you for getting her to open up. She shouldn't have carried that on her own."

Darien looked her in the eyes, "I watch out for the woman I love. No one needs to thank me for that."

Kenji smiled, "Good man."

"You've both accepted me because of her. I think we all understand each other."

Ikuko nodded, "Yes, that we do."