Escapades of Love: An Interlude(Growing Love Rev.)

by Mg

This story comes after my story When Memories fail. So I highly advise you read that fic first. But as for the storyline, I don't want to spoil anything, but you can basically say this is an Alternate Reality Silver Millennium Fanfiction.

2. Remember the Sunshine In Your Day

Here is part 2 of the story. This segment is called:

Remember the Sunshine In Your Day

By

MG

Don't own SM. Review me.

"Galen, could I...speak with you, for a moment?"

"Uh...sure, Odango." He gandered curiously at her red face as he cleared some papers from his desk drawer. "What do you need?" With as much grace a pregnant woman near the end of her seventh month could muster, she precariously sat down in the chair opposite him.

"Well...it's about Endy." She began.

"Oh?" He arched a brow at her as he reached over for some papers on the floor.

"Yeah...uh...I remember, how before you told me that, well..."

"Spit it out sis, I have to finish clearing out my stuff before I go back to Neptune." He smiled.

"Well...I, how can I put this?" She fidgeted with the velvety cloth of her gown. "You remember how I was conceived right?" She sputtered finally. He dropped the papers unsteadily on his desk.

"I think...I can recall...being in attendance." His face became tinted red as he thought back to the time when he had caught their parents...but why would Serena..."Tell me he didn't."

"He did." She sighed.

"And you want me, to talk to him?"

"I'm glad you understand."

"No way!"

"Come on Galen please, if we say something, it will only embarrass him...he's probably confused because in our hurry to get him out of there we yelled at him…and besides, how did you feel when Mom and Dad approached you?" He sighed dramatically as he bent down beneath his desk to retrieve a stack of papers. "Since you went through this already, you are the best person who can talk to him. Besides that, you have kids, you should be an expert on these affairs by now." She continued frustratingly.

"Fine," His muffled voice filtered out from beneath the desk. "Just make sure to tell Darien to keep his snake under a little bit more control...or at least as long as it takes to lock the damn door. You guys are hopping like bunnies around the castle, and you're almost at the end of your seventh month for Selene's sake! I would have thought you would have stopped this by now." She blushed as she looked down at the ground in embarrassment.

"Keep my snake...under control?" Darien chuckled as Galen hit his head beneath the desk in response to his comment; he hadn't seen him come in. "Don't think I haven't heard the stories about you and Michelle circulating around Neptune." Galen peaked over the top of the sturdy oak, happy that they couldn't see the tell tale blush on his face. Darien smiled at his discomfort before turning towards Serena. "Darling, it's time for breakfast now…and I know how hungry you can get." He voiced before turning back towards Galen. "If at all possible, could you take care of this before we meet him in the dinning hall this morning…I would prefer it if there weren't any awkwardness between us…Endy is supposed to be joining me for my morning jog for the first time."

"Sure, sure, you ass…I will do your dirty work for you." He laughed. "Remember though, you owe me."

"I never forget a debt." Darien chuckled as he helped Serena up from the chair.

"Those two are unbelievable." Galen muttered as they exited the room.

"So mommy and daddy were wrestling?" Justin inquired with the raise of a brow.

"Yup, that's what they were doing, they were wrestling." Galen smiled awkwardly.

"And mama won right?" He added.

"Yes that's right, your mother won."

"But mama's a girl, papa says that guys are better than girls are in wrestling." Galen rubbed his palms back and forth while watching the curious and eager boy; he was going to kill his sister and brother-in-law when he got the chance.

"Yes, your mother is a girl. But you see, sometimes you have to let the girl win, because if you don't, then they'll feel bad." Justin's eyes became wide as if he finally understood.

"Oh! So papa let mommy win so she wouldn't feel bad! Right Uncle Galen?" He replied enthusiastically.

"Right, your papa let her win."

"But how come papa and mama didn't want me to come and play?" He was seriously going to have to kill his sister and brother-in-law. He paused in thought before answering his question.

"Because, sometimes your father only wants to wrestle with a girl." Galen replied.

"With a girl??" Justin shrieked. "Eweee! Why would papa want to wrestle with girls?"

"When you get older, MUCH older, you'll want to wrestle with girls to." Galen continued with a smile and then added evilly. "And girls are fun to wrestle with." He knew beyond the shadow of a doubt, that when his nephew brought up the wrestling bit sometime in the future at dinnertime, it would be a hilarious venture. He just wished he could be there to see the look on Darien and Serena's faces. "Besides, your mama is a girl too." He added knowledgeably.

"Oh...but Uncle Galen, if they're just wrestling...why did they want me to close the door?" Yes, an appointment to kill his highness and her majesty definitely needed to be made. He paused once more, before coming up with a logical answer.

"Because, guys don't like any one knowing they wrestle with girls...cause someone else might see the girl win and they might think they won for real."

"Oh! But they really won for fake, right Uncle Galen?"

"Right." He sighed; soon, this little session would be over. "So you can't tell anyone that your father wrestles with girls...you have to keep it a secret. You can keep a secret right?"

"I'm good at keeping secrets Uncle Galen. Don't worry, I won't tell anybody that Papa wrestles with girls and that he let Mama win."

"Are you sure you don't want me to stay?" Serena was sitting down on a chaise in their family room, Darien hovering over her with his hand moving over her stomach, worry etched in his face. "I'm worried, you nearly collapsed in pain from the contraction…me and Endy could always do this another day."

"Papa!" He whined. "You promised! We have to hurry up or we'll miss greeting everyone before seeing the sun rise!"

For Justin, this day was a monumental moment. He was in such awe of his father and everything did, because everywhere he went, people respected him, feared him, admired him, and loved him. And every morning before the sun rose, he would go for what was dubbed, 'his morning jog'. Of course the morning jog was more than just that. It consisted of going through the town with his captain of the royal moon guard, greeting everyone in the market place, finding out the news of day, and lastly, seeing the sun rise from the Sea of Serenity, behind the palace. When it rose in its might, it made the palace take on a glow that made it look magnificent. For him though, the best part was going through the marketplace and getting to talk to people of all ages. It was rare that he got to go outside the palace walls, when he did, he was always heavily guarded. This was the one time he could move freely with no worries. Which is why he felt saddened when his father reprimanded him.

"Endymion Justin Wales the Second, you do not interrupt me when I am speaking with your mother." He scolded.

"Yes, father." He walked away from them, and began pacing back and forth as Darien turned back towards her.

"No, go…" She smiled. "It was false contractions anyway, just gas...and I have more than a month before the baby's actually due." She giggled shyly as she looked to where her son stood impatiently a little ways away, wearing a pair of gray track pants and matching hooded top, somewhat similar to the one his father was wearing, with the Royal Insignia stitched in the top right corner. "Besides, Endy has been looking forward to this for a while, I don't want you to break your promise for nothing…I'm going to see Ami this morning and I'm pretty sure that she'll say that everything is just fine…so don't worry, I won't have the baby without you."

"Promise?" He arched his brow.

"Promise. Now will you get out of here and take my impatient little runt with you?" He gave her a quick kiss on the lips before letting the matter go with finality.

"Sure thing boss lady." He smiled as he turned to where his son stood at attention with pleading eyes. "Tell your mom bye and then we'll be on our way sport." At those words Endy immediately ran to hug her.

"Have fun, and don't talk to anyone your father does not to talk to okay?" She kissed the moon insignia that sat upon his forehead and he hurriedly kissed her belly in response.

"Bye mommy, bye small lady." He hurriedly walked over to stand proudly next to his father, eager to begin the new day with him for the first time.

"Small lady." Serena murmured in thought. "Why did you call her that sweetheart?"

"I like that name." He muttered, digging his toe in the ground, his hands clasped behind his back. "And you promised I could give her a name."

"Princess Serenity Small Lady Wales the Fourth...hmmm." Darien began. "I like it."

"I guess it's settled then." Serena replied as she glanced down at her now beaming son. She pinched his cheek and he recoiled in embarrassment.

"Mama!" He whined. "I'm almost five!" Darien merely laughed as he passed his hand over his son's head and ruffled his hair.

"Come on sport, we have a long morning ahead of us." He gave Serena a quick peck on the cheek and turned to walk away, Justin taking extra strides to keep up when he began walking towards the door.

"Morning Jason." Darien called out a greeting as he walked down the halls of the castle and passed one of the guards, Endy walking quickly next to him with a wide toothy grin on his face.

"Morning Jason." He repeated with a smile, attempting to duplicate his father in stride, tone, and style.

"Morning your Highnesses." He paused and bent before them as he called back a greeting to them both.

"Your highness…Justin." A woman with long curly brown hair pulled back with a blue ribbon began as she rounded a curve and joined them. "A few notices that I need you to look through before you go." She handed Darien the papers and his glasses, her hands immediately dropping to her sides. He placed the glasses on his face without missing a beat.

"You must be ridiculous!" He chuckled as he flipped through them, never ceasing the stride at which he walked.

"I was thinking the same thing when I read through it your highness." She giggled.

"Regina, how many times must I request that you call me Endymion?"

"I'm sorry, but I find it hard to do that your highness."

"Why is it, that you can call Usagi, Serena, yet you can not call me Endymion?" He asked.

"Well, her highness was a childhood friend of mine, it feels weird calling her by any other name."

"Well, Regina, her 'highness', is my wife, and any friend 'of' my wife, is a friend of mine…so if you do not mind."

"Yes your high-Endymion."

"In any matter, take these papers to the 'royal' shredder, and then answer these people with a blunt, yet courteous, no." He handed them back to her, suddenly stopping to address her when she was about to walk away. "Bye the way, have you seen your husband, he's late to accompany me on my morning jog."

"Last time that I checked, he was scolding our son for some nuisance or another that he had caused this morning in his lessons when he learned that his best friend would not be in attendance to cause it with him." She smiled as she glanced towards Justin.

"I know how inseparable those two can be." He chuckled. "And what trouble they can cause in the same room as well."

"When I explained to him that Justin would be having his lessons at a different time due to the fact that he would be joining his father from now on for his morning jog, he threw a fit."

"I hate to be the bad guy in all this…" He paused in thought, before looking down at his son whom he could tell was being a little more attentive than usual, and very fervent for a chance to speak. "What do you think we should do sport?"

"Can Helios come on our morning jog too papa?" He pleaded. "His father's coming too, so if he can come then we can both study later at the same time…please!"

"Well…" Darien placed his hand on his chin as if pondering a thought that he already had the answer for.

"Please papa? Please?" He chuckled before finally giving in.

"May I have permission to allow your son, to accompany my son, and his father, on my morning jog though the town, Regina?"

"I do not see anything that could harbor his attendance…" She smiled slowly at the grin the erupted on Justin's face.

"Then if you will, please send for Jerrid and have him ready your son to join us on our morning jog, he can schedule to have his lessons at a later time with Endy."

"Yes!" He laughed heartily as Justin jumped in the air.

Darien heaved great breaths as he looked towards the horizon of the Sea of Serenity, his body slightly slumping over. He watched as his son played with another boy with silver white hair and hazel eyes; the two of them were continuously throwing rocks into the water.

"Nice run today, ey Endymion?" Jerrid commented in between breaths.

"Your son is a spoiled little brat." Darien replied evenly.

"So's yours." He smiled, and Darien merely laughed. "They have way too much energy for their age, I think." He continued. "I can't believe they still want to run…I don't even remember having that much energy when I was their age." He allowed himself to fall back into the sand. Darien sighed as he focused more on Helios.

"I've been meaning to tell you, about your son that is." He began. "You know, the spoiled brat?"

"Yes." He chuckled. "What of him?"

"I don't know, I've been getting this strange feeling from him." He sighed, his tone becoming serious; Jerrid sat at attention at once. "I feel a strange power emitting from him."

"Strange power, your highness?" Jerrid looked towards his son with alarm.

"Nothing evil, I assure you." He picked up some sand in the palm of his hand and tossed it aside. "Just, I don't know…it is as if he has a special place, somewhere"

"What are you thinking; if I may ask?"

"Sometime after Usako has the baby, I would like for him to have a session with her, and Queen Reianne as well."

"Certainly Endy-" He was never allowed to finish; a guard ran towards them tiredly and interrupted their conversation.

"Your-your majesty." He huffed as he bent down and rested long arms on his knees in order to catch his breath; Jerrid reached over to help him stand.

"What is it Thomas?" Darien's voice became deep, recognizing the matter as important.

"It's (breathe) it's her majesty (breathe) she went in labor (breathe) the baby (breathe) something's wrong." He barely got in a word edgewise when Darien pulled out his teleportation pad, his mind only focusing on three words. The baby...baby, something's wrong…something's wrong, baby…something…wrong.

"Papa! Somethin's wrong with Helios!" Justin screamed.

"Father!" The boy cried out from his hunched position on the sand. For both fathers, everything seemed to slow as Jerrid ran to his son and lifted him in the air, cradling him to his body, even as he began to vomit all over his clothes; it didn't matter that the sticky and thick pale green liquid slid down Jerrid's shirt, all that mattered was that his son was ill, and he didn't know why.

"It's okay, it's okay." He tried to soothe him, his hand continuously passing over his quickly dampening hair as his body continued to convulse. "Be still now…it will be alright."

"Father it hurts." The boy cried softly, his strength to speak diminishing.

"Teleport us to the infirmary now!" Darien ordered firmly when he had reached communication with the technicians back at the palace though his teleportation device.

"I need some help…Immediately!" Jerrid bellowed when he entered the infirmary; Helios's temperature had dropped drastically and his now sweat soaked and pale body was attempting to shiver in order to recover the lost heat.

"Helios!" Justin cried out with tears in his eyes as he tried to follow in the direction in which the doctors and Jerrid had gone, his friend wrapped in a blanket in his father's arms. Darien pulled him back quickly to halt his retreat.

"No son, you can not go in there." He looked to Thomas and continued. "Send him to Molly at once." He commanded.

"No papa!" He cried. "I wanna stay with you!" He grabbed onto his leg, refusing to let go.

"Your highness?" The guard asked, unsure of what he should do.

"It is alright…send for Regina, tell her it is urgent." He lifted Justin in his arms as he cried softly, before addressing another one of the doctors.

"Now, where is she? I want to see her now." His face was taught and serious, an expression that made everyone afraid to deny him anything.

"I-I'm sorry…your-your highness, but we can not let you do that."

"Why not!" He roared and almost everyone froze in their place in fear of disappointing their king in some way. "I am sorry." He apologized, realizing that striking fear in their eyes would not help her state any better. They were probably as nervous as it is; they needed to be calm and relaxed in order to do their job. "Please, tell me what happened."

"She was going down the stairs." Darien sucked in a breath; just that mere phrase let him know that things were definitely not going well. "When she encountered a contraction, and her amniotic fluid released itself…she, she collapsed…the guards were not…were not near enough to catch her and she…she fell." The last words were whispered barely, and Darien swallowed hard, attempting to keep his calm, before continuing.

"Mommy?" He heard Justin whisper through his tears, and he immediately passed his hand along his back to comfort him.

"It's okay son, your mom's going to be just fine, go to sleep alright?" He soothed.

"I don't wanna gota sleep papa, I wanna stay awake like you." Teary red eyes looked up at Darien and he felt his heart break; his son was trying to be so strong.

"It's okay to sleep, when you sleep, time goes faster, and when you wake up, you'll probably be able to see your mother and Helios...would you like that?" He nodded his head fervently in response.

"Then you should sleep too papa." He pointed out.

"Don't worry son, I will...but you first okay?" He whispered.

"Okay." He laid his head on Darien's shoulder and closed his eyes, allowing his body to relax and his mind to fall away. Darien paused for a moment before addressing the doctor one more.

"When can I see her?" He murmured.

"We are treating her for the fall and possible broken hip, but however, her body doesn't recognize her current condition as unstable, as she is continuing to have contractions. In six to seven hours, she will be fully dilated." He paused. "We will have to awaken her an hour before that time to prepare her to give birth."

"H-how is the baby?"

"We have not been able to check as of yet, but we are prepared to deal with whatever may come."

"Why…why have you not been able to check?" He swallowed hard; it was hard for him to ask such questions, when he knew he only wanted to hear good answers.

"Because…she's allergic to any drug related diagnostic tests that we could perform…and considering that she is pregnant, we can not do any technological processes without harming the baby."

"What...what about a healer?" Why did it seem that every possibility that could help suddenly couldn't now? It was that thought and feeling that made him think that perhaps his question was a stupid one, if their was one available, wouldn't they have taken care of this whole matter already?

"Only the line of Serenity and those whom hold the power and energy are healers..." His voice drifted, and Darien didn't need for him to piece together the obvious; Serena really was the only healer, though he had the energy to perform the task, it was a skill he had never been taught. He sighed in frustration when something else occurred to him. "What about her highness, Queen Minalle? Though not in the direct line, she is of the Serenitys."

"Her highness, of course!" The Doctor replied, wide-eyed, and suddenly enthusiastic. "She may not have enough energy to completely heal her highness, but she can aide us greatly in the healing of her hip fracture...we must send for her at once!"

"Darien, we came as soon as we could." Malachite spoke softly as he entered the room, Jedite, Zoycite, and Nephlite not far behind, to see his friend rocking back and forth in one position, his eyes blank, and his hand tightly clutching a small glass of brandy.

Silence, was his response.

"Rei and Lita are coming as soon as they can make it. Galen is coming back to." Nephlite began. "I'm sure you know that Mina is already here."

Silence.

"Darien, if there's anything you want us to-" Jedite barely got the words out when Darien interrupted him.

"Fire them." Hard vacant eyes stared into his own as he swished the half empty glass within his hand.

"Excuse me?"

"Find out every guard that was in attendance when she fell and fire them...what USE to me are THEY when they CAN'T PROTECT my FUCKIN' WIFE WHEN I'M NOT HOME!" And then the sound of glass shattering echoed throughout the room; blood was dripping from his hand, the remains of his glass cup scattered on the floor below him.

"I-I'll get right on it." Jedite bowed quickly and left, he was not one to deal with Darien when he was in such a mood. Albeit, he had a temper in his own, but not even his temper could match Darien's at the moment.

"Let me tend to your hand." Zoycite murmured as he walked over and reached for it.

"My hand is fine." He bit gruffly, jerking his hand away. "It's little pain compared to what she is going through."

"Endymion." Malachite sighed, his use of Darien's royal name bringing him to a slight attention. "You can't allow yourself to follow apart just because-"

"I am NOT, falling, APART!"

"Damnit Endymion, for once, will you just shut up?" Malachite replied angrily. "Your son is sleeping next to you on the couch and look how you're acting! What if he was too wake up now and see you yelling angrily with a string of curse words and a bloody hand?"

"Papa?" Darien cursed mentally, why was it that every time someone mentioned his son, he always managed to show up and enter the conversation? "Papa your hand...Uncle Zoycite, you're gonna fix it right up right?" He looked between Darien and Zoycite with innocent eyes; Darien sighed frustratingly before handing his over to Zoycite for inspection.

"I was just getting to that Little Prince." Zoycite smiled, laughing inwardly at the way this mighty and powerful man crumbled whenever it came to his family. He inspected it for a bit before rising from the chair he had seated himself in opposite Darien. "I'm going to get some supplies; I'll have it fixed up in no time." Darien grunted at his enthusiastic friend as he went to the adjoining bathroom.

And then the string of questions began.

"How did you hurt your hand papa? Is mama awake? Oh, can we see mommy now? Is small lady born yet? Can I see her? I thought you were going to sleep. Did you sleep papa? What happened to your hand? Is mama okay? What about Helios papa? Can we see Helios too? Is Helios alright?" Darien fixed a cold glare at Zoycite as he sat before him with a few towels, bandages, and what looked like to be alcohol, before glancing down at his son with a warm disposition.

"Endy, calm down." He winced as Zoycite pulled a glass out of his palm. "I know I said that your mother would be awake, but your Aunt Mina and Queen Amira are helping her now, so how would you like to go to the marketplace and buy some gifts for your Mother and Helios? You know how your mother loves flowers. How would you like to give her some? And you can pick out some new toys for Helios if you'd like, and some new games. And you can buy something for your new baby sister when she comes too. Would you like that?"

"Really? I would like that papa! Really I would!" He smiled brightly, his grin reaching from ear to ear. "Just me and you?"

"Just me and you sport." He returned a true heartfelt, realizing that even in times of trouble, his son could always make him feel better about himself; and he loved that about him. Aside from Usagi, he was the sunshine in his day.