The next morning was the kind that Serena hated the most... the early kind. After all, just because she was a cop didn't mean she liked to be up at the crack of dawn. Darien, however, seemed to go by the phrase, "the early bird catches the worm."
"SERENA!" Darien shouted, a bit angrily, as he shook Serena's shoulders. Serena mumbled something rather rude, then rolled over onto her side, wishing he would leave her alone. "We've got to get going." He said, walking around to the side of the bed that she was now facing and crouching down to look her in the face.
"Leave me alone." She muttered again, frowning. "After all, this is your fault." Darien took a step back and scowled.
"And what's that supposed to mean?"
"It means..." Serena began, giving a sigh as she gave in and sat up, "that it's all your fault... for getting such a comfortable mattress and making me want to stay in it." He merely grinned.
"Come on." He said, grabbing her arm as he dragged her out of the bed. Immediately, Serena began groaning and scrambling frantically to grab the bed sheets. Seeing that it was pretty useless, Darien sighed and then turned to face Serena.
She still had on the large sweater from the day before, and he now realized just how too large it was. One side had fallen down over shoulder, exposing creamy white skin. Her hair was spilling down her back and creating a pool of liquid gold that was surrounding her. All someone needed to do was slap a halo above her head and she could have been mistaken for an angel. A very tempting angel.
"If you get up," Darien began, a rather delightful idea beginning to form, "I'll give you a kiss."
"I don't want to have to get up for you to give me a kiss." Serena replied grumpily, but her eyes had a hint of mischief in them that made Darien realize she was up to something. "Besides, I'd much rather prefer," she grabbed onto his pant leg, "a kiss down here."
Suddenly, with amazing force for such a small person, she pulled him down onto the ground and without even a moment of hesitation pushed her lips hungrily onto his.
She kissed him so hard that he tumbled backward, landing on his back and taking Serena with him. She was now on top of him, laying in between his legs and kissing him with even more passion then she had started out with. She felt his hands beneath her slide their way up along her sides and then latch together at her waist. Serena herself had no idea where her hands were, though she thought they may have been tangled somewhere into his ebony hair.
When she stopped momentarily for a breath, Darien quickly organized his thoughts, and realized that if they didn't stop now, there could be major consequences later... but quite frankly, he didn't care.
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"We'll give you to the count of ten, and then we'll open fire!" Somewhere around 12 police cars were parked in front of Serena's house, surrounding it. It was early in the morning still, and they had been hoping to catch her just as she was waking up. The lights on top of the cars were flashing dangerously and a small crowd had gathered... at a safe distance of course. Throughout the crowd, strange things were being whispered; "The police officer..." "Gone bad, did she..." "I always knew there was something strange about her..."
Sitting in the back of one of the police cars was an older man. He was obviously quite tall, with scraggly silver blonde hair. His green eyes shot daggers at the house with a look on his face that could kill. His skin was pale, and he had small lips that were the color of blood. The man's hand reached down underneath his coat and fiddled with something unseen, while the other hand held an unused cigarette.
"She's not there, Blade.." He growled in a deep, low voice to the man sitting next to him. "You told me she was there." His hand continued to vaguely play with something in his coat, and Blade's eyes shot to it, looking slightly nervous.
"I... I thought she was there, Shark. But she must have taken Darien to..." Blade began, his voice sounding much calmer than he really was. He was about to go on when Shark cut him short.
"I don't support mistakes." He said shortly. "Perhaps I have other men that would be better suited in your position..." Blade shifted nervously.
"Shark, you know it's not like me to be like this... but that Serena is more tricky then we thought. If you give me another chance, I know I can regain your trust." The man named Shark gave Blade a sideways glance, and his lips split into a grin... if it could be called that. His hand slowly began to pull out of his black coat, and Blade's eyes became more frantic.
He lifted the cigarette to his mouth as he finished pulling the lighter out of his coat and lit it, taking a puff. His eyes closed in bliss, and then opened to give Blade an expressionless stare. As he stuffed the lighter back into his coat, his hand came back out with a small photograph. He took the cigarette out of his mouth, and, very slowly, proceeded to burn a hole through it.
He tossed the photo to Blade, then opened the car door and got out, walking away.
Blade's hand shook as he slowly turned the photo over to see his face staring back at him, with a big brown hole in the forehead.
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Darien's hands slid up underneath the back of Serena's shirt, softly touching her skin. She shivered when he touched her like this, but continued to kiss him with the equal amount of passion that he was giving her.
Quite suddenly Darien rolled over, trapping her underneath him. Her eyes went wide at the sudden change, and, noticing this, Darien stopped kissing her for a moment. He smiled at her, and gave her a kiss on the forehead.
"You're beautiful." He whispered into her ear. She grinned. Once again, he kissed her forehead, then the tip of her nose, then brushed his lips teasingly across hers and resumed kisses on her forehead. Serena looked up at him annoyed. She was no longer scared about the position she was in... in fact, she rather liked it (after all, she had pretty much asked for it), but now she wanted a kiss. Not a forehead kiss, not a cheek kiss, not a nose kiss, she wanted a lip kiss and he wouldn't give it to her.
Her hands suddenly shot up to his shoulders, and he looked down at her in surprise. Giving him a malicious grin, she pulled herself up so that her lips were positioned right beneath his, and decided not to wait for him to make the first move. She trapped his lips in yet another searing kiss.
After coming up for breath, Darien rolled off of her. She sat up and looked at him, slightly worried that she had done something wrong. Seeing the look, he smiled at her and kissed the top of her head.
"We have to get a move on to hide out two, Serena." He told her. "It's going to be a long drive, and I'm driving, so bring a book or something." Just as he was almost out the door, a small voice from behind him made him stop momentarily.
"Darien? Please say it's cleaner then this one was..." Though she couldn't see him because his back was turned, he gave her a guilty grin and remembered the fact that hideout two was even messier.
"Not exactly..."
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