What If...?
Chapter 6
By: Jessica M. Moonflower
Disclaimer: 'Tis the season to be jolly, Fa la la la la la la la la. I don't own the rights to Sailor Moon Fa la la la la la la WHAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!! =*(
ANs: Well, this is the final chapter before the epilogue! I hope you enjoyed reading it just as I have enjoyed writing it! ^_~ Feliz Navidad!
"The human heart feels things the eyes cannot see and knows what the mind cannot understand." ~*Unknown*~
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Darien awoke to the feel of cold wet snow upon his cheek as he slowly tried to focus his vision on his surroundings. To his surprise, he found that he was no longer on Madison Ave., but on his very own street block! His car was parked in the driveway as if he parked it there himself. He sat up on the cold wet ground and looked up to see his house aglow with Christmas lights and an evergreen wreath on their door. He never knew such a sight would make his heart swell with joy and happiness.
"Thank you Joyce, for giving me insight on my life," he silently thanked, gazing up at the stars in the sky. One winked at him and he smiled back.
Not wanting to wait a moment longer, he dashed up the steps to his house and burst into the room, startling Serena from her gift wrapping on the dining room table.
Her eyes widened in shock and bewilderment as she watched her husband breath in deeply while closing the door behind him. She put down the box she was about to wrap on the table and walked closer to him. He followed her actions until they were less than an inch away from each other. After probing each other's eyes, Serena moved in to hug him fiercely, which he gladly accepted the invitation. He eagerly started kissing her hair, eyes, cheeks, neck, and finally laid a passionate kiss on her lips, making both of them breathless but content.
"I'm sorry," they both said at the same time, then laughing a bit at how synchronized their responses were.
"Serena, I was an idiot to say that money was all that mattered to me. You and Juliette always come first in my life before everything else. I wouldn't care if we were poor and living in a crappy house as long as we're together."
"You know I support you in everything that you do. I would never stand in your way to keep you from accomplishing your dreams. I was just don't want us to fight anymore to the point where we'd have to get a divorce. I love you too much to throw away years of love on a stupid fight."
Darien pressed his forehead on top of hers, gazing into the most beautiful blue eyes he loved to get lost in and has had the pleasure of doing so for a long time now.
"I love you, too, Sere. I promise you that things will be different. I'll be home earlier and spend less time at the office to be with my wonderful family. This is one promise I intend to keep."
Kissing him lovingly on the lips for a few seconds, Serena smiled broadly.
"I like that promise."
"Me, too. I'm just sorry I came home so late."
"What do you mean?" She gave him a confused look.
"Isn't it twelve midnight?"
"No, it's only nine o'clock. Are you feeling all right, honey?"
At the realization, Darien smiled a secret smile and hugged his wife again.
"Yeah, I must have been working harder than I thought."
Breaking from the embrace, she pecked him on the cheek.
"Juliette is in her room watching t.v. I'm sure she'll want to hear that bedtime story now. And when you're done, I'll heat up some food for you. You must be starving."
"As a matter of fact, I am, but Juliette comes first."
Serena smiled a warm smile and pulled him into a heated kiss, Darien gladly returning it as well.
He sighed softly into the kiss, feeling complete and happy knowing that he'll make everything work to keep his marriage together.
They broke off the kiss and Darien, with a goofy smile on his face, clambered up the stairs to Juliette's room. He knocked lightly on the door before entering in the room.
Juliette turned from the glowing screen to her father, her eyes lighting up with excitement as she ran to greet him.
"Daddy, you came home!" she squealed in delight, grabbing onto one of her father's legs to give him a tight squeeze.
"That's right, princess. I realized that I shouldn't be working on Christmas Eve, but spend time with my family."
"When you think about it, all we ever needed was you, Dad."
Darien wiped a small tear from his eye, amazed by the wisdom such a small girl had. He playfully picked up Juliette and carried her to her bed. He picked up the book, "A Christmas Carol" from her bedside table and opened it to the beginning where he started reading. Once he reached the end, he tucked in his sleeping daughter and gave her a peck on the forehead.
He shut the light off in the room and closed the door quietly behind him. Downstairs he was met up with Serena who was already seated at the dining table with steaming food laid out and two red candles lit at the center. He joined his wife where they spent hours laughing and talking about anything and everything.
By the end of the night, they cuddled up in front of the fireplace with a blanket draped around them as they held each other in a tight embrace.
Epilogue to come...
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(Written December 22, 2001)
Chapter 6
By: Jessica M. Moonflower
Disclaimer: 'Tis the season to be jolly, Fa la la la la la la la la. I don't own the rights to Sailor Moon Fa la la la la la la WHAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!! =*(
ANs: Well, this is the final chapter before the epilogue! I hope you enjoyed reading it just as I have enjoyed writing it! ^_~ Feliz Navidad!
"The human heart feels things the eyes cannot see and knows what the mind cannot understand." ~*Unknown*~
~@~@~@~@~@~@~@~@~@~@~
Darien awoke to the feel of cold wet snow upon his cheek as he slowly tried to focus his vision on his surroundings. To his surprise, he found that he was no longer on Madison Ave., but on his very own street block! His car was parked in the driveway as if he parked it there himself. He sat up on the cold wet ground and looked up to see his house aglow with Christmas lights and an evergreen wreath on their door. He never knew such a sight would make his heart swell with joy and happiness.
"Thank you Joyce, for giving me insight on my life," he silently thanked, gazing up at the stars in the sky. One winked at him and he smiled back.
Not wanting to wait a moment longer, he dashed up the steps to his house and burst into the room, startling Serena from her gift wrapping on the dining room table.
Her eyes widened in shock and bewilderment as she watched her husband breath in deeply while closing the door behind him. She put down the box she was about to wrap on the table and walked closer to him. He followed her actions until they were less than an inch away from each other. After probing each other's eyes, Serena moved in to hug him fiercely, which he gladly accepted the invitation. He eagerly started kissing her hair, eyes, cheeks, neck, and finally laid a passionate kiss on her lips, making both of them breathless but content.
"I'm sorry," they both said at the same time, then laughing a bit at how synchronized their responses were.
"Serena, I was an idiot to say that money was all that mattered to me. You and Juliette always come first in my life before everything else. I wouldn't care if we were poor and living in a crappy house as long as we're together."
"You know I support you in everything that you do. I would never stand in your way to keep you from accomplishing your dreams. I was just don't want us to fight anymore to the point where we'd have to get a divorce. I love you too much to throw away years of love on a stupid fight."
Darien pressed his forehead on top of hers, gazing into the most beautiful blue eyes he loved to get lost in and has had the pleasure of doing so for a long time now.
"I love you, too, Sere. I promise you that things will be different. I'll be home earlier and spend less time at the office to be with my wonderful family. This is one promise I intend to keep."
Kissing him lovingly on the lips for a few seconds, Serena smiled broadly.
"I like that promise."
"Me, too. I'm just sorry I came home so late."
"What do you mean?" She gave him a confused look.
"Isn't it twelve midnight?"
"No, it's only nine o'clock. Are you feeling all right, honey?"
At the realization, Darien smiled a secret smile and hugged his wife again.
"Yeah, I must have been working harder than I thought."
Breaking from the embrace, she pecked him on the cheek.
"Juliette is in her room watching t.v. I'm sure she'll want to hear that bedtime story now. And when you're done, I'll heat up some food for you. You must be starving."
"As a matter of fact, I am, but Juliette comes first."
Serena smiled a warm smile and pulled him into a heated kiss, Darien gladly returning it as well.
He sighed softly into the kiss, feeling complete and happy knowing that he'll make everything work to keep his marriage together.
They broke off the kiss and Darien, with a goofy smile on his face, clambered up the stairs to Juliette's room. He knocked lightly on the door before entering in the room.
Juliette turned from the glowing screen to her father, her eyes lighting up with excitement as she ran to greet him.
"Daddy, you came home!" she squealed in delight, grabbing onto one of her father's legs to give him a tight squeeze.
"That's right, princess. I realized that I shouldn't be working on Christmas Eve, but spend time with my family."
"When you think about it, all we ever needed was you, Dad."
Darien wiped a small tear from his eye, amazed by the wisdom such a small girl had. He playfully picked up Juliette and carried her to her bed. He picked up the book, "A Christmas Carol" from her bedside table and opened it to the beginning where he started reading. Once he reached the end, he tucked in his sleeping daughter and gave her a peck on the forehead.
He shut the light off in the room and closed the door quietly behind him. Downstairs he was met up with Serena who was already seated at the dining table with steaming food laid out and two red candles lit at the center. He joined his wife where they spent hours laughing and talking about anything and everything.
By the end of the night, they cuddled up in front of the fireplace with a blanket draped around them as they held each other in a tight embrace.
Epilogue to come...
**********~~~~*******
(Written December 22, 2001)