Darien was pacing back and forth in his spacious apartment. How could she have forgotten him? The doctor had said that a person might have selective amnesia because of someone who has caused severe pain in his or her life, and Darien knew that was why Serena forgot him. He had hurt her so much, with the times that he insulted her when they did not really know one another, to when he denied loving her when King Endymion had sent him those disturbing dreams of Serena being hurt. He had wanted to protect her from being injured or killed, but all he truly did was hurt her deeply. There was when Queen Beryl forced him to the other side. She knew that it wasn't his fault, and she did not hold it against him, but it had still hurt her severely. There were so many times that he had hurt her. No wonder she forgot. He deserved it. Darien sat down and looked at the picture they had taken together just a few days ago. Serena and he were just goofing off during that time, but it was a wonderful picture. He had Serena in his arms, and she had her arm around his neck, like a new groom would carry his wife over the threshold. Tears dripped onto the glass of the picture frame, and he wiped the tears streaking his face away quickly. He put the picture back in its appropriate place. She will remember me, he vowed to himself and to Serena. We've made it through so much. We'll make it through her amnesia, too. Darien laid down on the couch and closed his eyes. He tried to fall asleep, but it seemed to evade him completely.

A few days later it was decided that Serena could go home. There were no serious consequences to the head trauma she had received, except for the amnesia, and that wasn't life threatening. She gathered up her gifts that she had gotten during her stay in the hospital and waited for her parents to arrive. Her friends were there to keep her company, and then they were going to go to the local pizza parlor to pig out on pizza. Amy was whispering something to Raye. "What are you two being so secretive about?"
"Oh, nothing." They looked like they were up to something, but Serena didn't know what. She looked at them somewhat suspiciously, but didn't say anything.
"You want to go to the Temple after the pizza to have a meeting?" Amy looked at Serena for an answer.
"What meeting?"
"Ha ha. 'What meeting?' You're funny, Serena," Raye said sarcastically.
"No, seriously. What meeting?" Serena stared at her friends blankly.
"The Sailor meeting."
"Sailor? Like Popeye? Blow me down? Ugugugugugug?" The impression of Popeye's laugh was horrible, and it sounded like she was grunting like a cavewoman instead.
"Um, no, not Popeye. I mean like Sailor Moon." Raye looked at Serena as though she had two heads.
Serena gave Raye a blank stare. "What are you talking about?" Amy and Raye looked at one another. Lita's mouth was agape, and Mina was looking to and fro to everyone. Soon, everyone focused on Serena.
"You're joking, right," Lita said, astonished and worried.
"Um, no. The only Sailor I can think of is Sailor V. Man! We have to make a trip to the arcade! I haven't played that game in so long, and I want to see Andrew. He is such a hunkmeister."
Everyone just sort of looked at Serena for a second. "Serena, do you know who Queen Beryl is," Amy asked.
"Queen Beryl?" Serena looked at Amy with a blank look on her face.
"Dear God, she doesn't remember," Lita said to herself in a whisper.
Amy looked at Lita, and the other Sailor Scouts exchanged concerned looks.
"Serena, something has come up very suddenly. You wouldn't mind having a rain check on the pizza, right?"
"What's up?"
"It's something very important. Please understand," Amy said. Raye, Lita, Mina, and Amy shuffled out of the room quickly, not leaving any time for Serena to protest. Serena looked at the door that her friends went out of and pouted a little.
"That was rude." Tears stung her eyes, but she didn't have enough time to feel sorry for herself, for her parents came in. Their smiling faces cheered her up a little.
"Where are your friends," her mother asked.
"They left." Serena knew she sounded pouty, but she couldn't help it. That had really hurt!
"Oh, I'm sorry, dear. Would you like to go to your favorite restaurant instead?"
At the sound of that, Serena forgot about being dumped by her friends for the evening. "Yeah! Definitely!" She hopped off of the bed and ran out the door, her mouth watering for that delicious Italian food.