Chapter 15
Disclaimer: I do not own Sailor Moon :~()~:
Serena sat on her chair cause the bed was gone. She was packing up the clothes in the dresser and closet and any other kind of cloth. Darien and Andrew were moving Furniture. The bed, couch, kitchen table, and entertainment center was already gone. Tomorrow she was supposed to go baby shopping with the girls cause that wasn't Darien's department. She felt like a pro at packing and moving cause she'd done so many times. Once from home into her old apartment, then from her apartment to here, now from here to a house. Next time it will probably be into a retirement home. But then she'd have to help Rini pack when she moved into a place of her own. She patted her now-round stomach and smiled. She couldn't wait for her little one to arrive. Sometimes she sensed that Darien was dreading her arrival because he was afraid. But Serena didn't worry; she knew that once Darien held their baby, all his fears would be relieved. She was now done with the clothes and was heading toward kitchenware. She had previously started wrapping dishes in paper, but she didn't have a box at the time. Earlier today, Andrew had brought several big boxes from the hospital since Darien was too lazy to get them. She was almost four months pregnant. The evil that had occurred only 2 months ago was far away from her mind, but not Darien's.
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After Darien and Andrew sat the couch down, they plopped down on it and wiped the sweat of their brows.
Andrew: Man this house is almost three times as big as your apartment! How are you going to fill it up?
Darien: Well, Serena still has the furniture from her apartment and some that her parents are going to give her. Then Helig-Meyers is going out of business so they are like half pricing everything.
Andrew: Good luck man! Hey, lets get the entertainment center so we can watch TV!
Darien: If television sidetracked us, boy Serena would be some kinda mad!
Andrew: How mad?
Darien: Well, you know how her temper was before she got pregnant, right?
Andrew: yeah
Darien: Well times that by five and there you go. (The number goes up one with every month she's pregnant if you are wondering, ok keep reading, sorry I bothered you)
Andrew: Well we better get moving then if that's the odds
Darien starts laughing.
Darien: Come on, let's get the other stuff in here and then go back for more
Andrew: What kind of more?
Darien: Computer, cabinet, boxes, that kind of stuff. Ken is supposed to help.
Andrew: Ken?
Darien: Serena's dad
Andrew: Oh, lets go
()()()()()
Serena had grouped everything into the living room. Only room left was Darien's office, which was originally a guest bedroom. It contained his desk, folders, laptop, filing cabinets, and she wasn't even going to attempt to try to move that. Darien's files were already boxed so he could go right in and move stuff. She heard a knock on the door. It was her parents and Sammy. She remembered the old arguments. Her father questioning why she'd marry someone five years older than herself and her mother asking how long are you going to date before you get hitched? She could never satisfy them.
Ken, Irene: Hello
Sammy: You home Serena?
Serena: Back here
Ken: Where's everybody? Well Darien and Andrew are moving furniture and I thought you were supposed to be helping dad?
Serena is carrying a box to the stack
Irene: Serena, you shouldn't be carrying stuff in your condition!
Serena: I'm fine
Irene: No, after what happened before, I don't want you to labor at all, Sammy go get the rest
Serena: Why'd you have to bring that up?
Irene: I think we should, the doctors never found a reason and we need to know why!
Not wanting to tell them what she really thought it was she gave them another reason.
Serena: you know what caused it, stress. I had just gotten married an Darien almost didn't show up, the concert was that night, I didn't know how to tell Darien I was pregnant, and we had a fight. I think that's the best explanation, don't you agree?
Irene: My point exactly, that's why you shouldn't be doing any labor until THE labor (birth labor).
Serena: Fine, I'll make Sammy do all the work.
Sammy: Hey
Irene: good
Sammy: MOM!!
Irene: Sammy, why aren't you getting boxes? Serena, why don't I get you something cold to drink to calm you down?
Serena: Thanks mom
Darien and Andrew arrive. Darien looks at Serena and has a worried look on his face. He mouths "What's wrong" Serena mouths "nothing"
Andrew: I want to carry the small stuff
Serena: wimp
Andrew: From the looks of it, you are carrying only one thing and its only gonna be a few pounds.
Sammy laughs and Serena rolls her eyes
Darien: What's left?
Serena: Several boxes, tables, lamps, computer, desks, some chairs, piano, Bedroom suit, fridge, stove-
Andrew: Whoa, hey you are scaring me Serena
Serena: I didn't finish, microwave, dishwasher, washer, and dryer.
Andrew: Finished?
Serena: Unless there is anything I forgot
Sammy: She's known to forget
Andrew: Don't scare me like that
Darien: enough, lets get moving
Serena: Don't hurt yourself with the piano
Andrew: when this is over with, I'm bound to have a hernia and a hemorrhoid
()()()()()
about five hours later. Serena is making the bed and Darien is building a fire in the living room. They ordered a pizza and less than half the house was filled up. Serena had made the bed and everything was set to an impermanent place. It had been a long day and Serena seemed the most tired even though the guys moved bigger stuff.
Author's notes: Chapter 15 is now posted and I started a new story. If you liked the story of us, I'm sorry to tell you but that story has died. If you want to finish it, ask me and I'll give you permission. Just give me credit.
Email : butterflysilver23@hotmail.com
Page
Silverserenity1.homestead.com/Home.html
-SilverSerenity
Disclaimer: I do not own Sailor Moon :~()~:
Serena sat on her chair cause the bed was gone. She was packing up the clothes in the dresser and closet and any other kind of cloth. Darien and Andrew were moving Furniture. The bed, couch, kitchen table, and entertainment center was already gone. Tomorrow she was supposed to go baby shopping with the girls cause that wasn't Darien's department. She felt like a pro at packing and moving cause she'd done so many times. Once from home into her old apartment, then from her apartment to here, now from here to a house. Next time it will probably be into a retirement home. But then she'd have to help Rini pack when she moved into a place of her own. She patted her now-round stomach and smiled. She couldn't wait for her little one to arrive. Sometimes she sensed that Darien was dreading her arrival because he was afraid. But Serena didn't worry; she knew that once Darien held their baby, all his fears would be relieved. She was now done with the clothes and was heading toward kitchenware. She had previously started wrapping dishes in paper, but she didn't have a box at the time. Earlier today, Andrew had brought several big boxes from the hospital since Darien was too lazy to get them. She was almost four months pregnant. The evil that had occurred only 2 months ago was far away from her mind, but not Darien's.
()()()()()
After Darien and Andrew sat the couch down, they plopped down on it and wiped the sweat of their brows.
Andrew: Man this house is almost three times as big as your apartment! How are you going to fill it up?
Darien: Well, Serena still has the furniture from her apartment and some that her parents are going to give her. Then Helig-Meyers is going out of business so they are like half pricing everything.
Andrew: Good luck man! Hey, lets get the entertainment center so we can watch TV!
Darien: If television sidetracked us, boy Serena would be some kinda mad!
Andrew: How mad?
Darien: Well, you know how her temper was before she got pregnant, right?
Andrew: yeah
Darien: Well times that by five and there you go. (The number goes up one with every month she's pregnant if you are wondering, ok keep reading, sorry I bothered you)
Andrew: Well we better get moving then if that's the odds
Darien starts laughing.
Darien: Come on, let's get the other stuff in here and then go back for more
Andrew: What kind of more?
Darien: Computer, cabinet, boxes, that kind of stuff. Ken is supposed to help.
Andrew: Ken?
Darien: Serena's dad
Andrew: Oh, lets go
()()()()()
Serena had grouped everything into the living room. Only room left was Darien's office, which was originally a guest bedroom. It contained his desk, folders, laptop, filing cabinets, and she wasn't even going to attempt to try to move that. Darien's files were already boxed so he could go right in and move stuff. She heard a knock on the door. It was her parents and Sammy. She remembered the old arguments. Her father questioning why she'd marry someone five years older than herself and her mother asking how long are you going to date before you get hitched? She could never satisfy them.
Ken, Irene: Hello
Sammy: You home Serena?
Serena: Back here
Ken: Where's everybody? Well Darien and Andrew are moving furniture and I thought you were supposed to be helping dad?
Serena is carrying a box to the stack
Irene: Serena, you shouldn't be carrying stuff in your condition!
Serena: I'm fine
Irene: No, after what happened before, I don't want you to labor at all, Sammy go get the rest
Serena: Why'd you have to bring that up?
Irene: I think we should, the doctors never found a reason and we need to know why!
Not wanting to tell them what she really thought it was she gave them another reason.
Serena: you know what caused it, stress. I had just gotten married an Darien almost didn't show up, the concert was that night, I didn't know how to tell Darien I was pregnant, and we had a fight. I think that's the best explanation, don't you agree?
Irene: My point exactly, that's why you shouldn't be doing any labor until THE labor (birth labor).
Serena: Fine, I'll make Sammy do all the work.
Sammy: Hey
Irene: good
Sammy: MOM!!
Irene: Sammy, why aren't you getting boxes? Serena, why don't I get you something cold to drink to calm you down?
Serena: Thanks mom
Darien and Andrew arrive. Darien looks at Serena and has a worried look on his face. He mouths "What's wrong" Serena mouths "nothing"
Andrew: I want to carry the small stuff
Serena: wimp
Andrew: From the looks of it, you are carrying only one thing and its only gonna be a few pounds.
Sammy laughs and Serena rolls her eyes
Darien: What's left?
Serena: Several boxes, tables, lamps, computer, desks, some chairs, piano, Bedroom suit, fridge, stove-
Andrew: Whoa, hey you are scaring me Serena
Serena: I didn't finish, microwave, dishwasher, washer, and dryer.
Andrew: Finished?
Serena: Unless there is anything I forgot
Sammy: She's known to forget
Andrew: Don't scare me like that
Darien: enough, lets get moving
Serena: Don't hurt yourself with the piano
Andrew: when this is over with, I'm bound to have a hernia and a hemorrhoid
()()()()()
about five hours later. Serena is making the bed and Darien is building a fire in the living room. They ordered a pizza and less than half the house was filled up. Serena had made the bed and everything was set to an impermanent place. It had been a long day and Serena seemed the most tired even though the guys moved bigger stuff.
Author's notes: Chapter 15 is now posted and I started a new story. If you liked the story of us, I'm sorry to tell you but that story has died. If you want to finish it, ask me and I'll give you permission. Just give me credit.
Email : butterflysilver23@hotmail.com
Page
Silverserenity1.homestead.com/Home.html
-SilverSerenity
