Author's Notes: Hey all! Sorry about the long delay on the last chapter and the fact that it was really short. Also, I'm sorry for posting it all in one paragraph! Hehe, I had spent so much time away from ff.net that I forgot that you had to put a space between each new paragraph! Sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry! On with the story!

Title: Take Care

Author: KaBunny

E-mail: Alexandra_Miyoko@yahoo.com

Rating: PG

Chapter Four: Oh, My...

It had been two months since Serena had begun working for Darien Shields. She hadn't discovered more than the essentials about him-what he liked to eat, what his favorite color was, what he liked to listen to, etc. He was sometimes ditance and other times very emotional.

What was strange was that when he thought she wasn't looking, she'd sometimes catch him giving her this look of longing. It was so full of love and Serena linked it to the picture she had found. She still hadn't quite figured it out yet, but when she had taken the picture out again when Darien had been napping, she concluded that she looked somewhat like the woman.

Serena sighed as she continued looking through the comics in the newspaper. Today was an important day. Today was the day that Serena had to take off the bandage on Darien's head. He had changed the bandage several times by himself, especially after he had taken showers, but she had neevr seen him without it.

But, today was the day it came off for good.

"Thanks for breakfast, Serena," Darien said, reaching over and grabbing one of his crutches. He got up and hobbled over to the kitchen sink where he put his dish. "Much appreciated."

He had been ocassionally using one crutch under his good shoulder with his good arm instead of two crutches. Serena had thought it was a bad idea, but Darien insisted that he was okay and it was fine. He was the doctor after all, so who was she to argue?

"Anytime," Serena mumbled, only half way hearing what Darien said. As soon as she finished reading the comic she had been reading, she folded the newspaper. "Well, shall we do this now or later?"

"Do what?" Darien asked, crutching his way back to the table and sitting down.

"Take off your head bandage," Serena replied, standing up and bringing her own plate to the sink.

"I suppose I could do it now," Darien muttered, as he opened his newspaper again.

"You realize that as soon as you take that bandage off permanently, I'm going to have to pull out the stitches and then put antibiotic on the sealed up cut," Serena said, leaning on the counter. "So, now or later?"

"Now, I suppose," he repeated, folding up his newspaper and looking at Serena leaning on the counter.

She gave him a look that asked him once more, but his self satified, self assured look gave her all the reassurance that she needed. She moved off the counter and off into the living room where her medcial bag resided at all times. She opened it and pulled out a mini kit complete with medical scissors, antibiotic, a scalpal, gauze, bandage tap, alcohol pads, and tweezers. She opened it to make sure it was the right kit because she had another one in her bag that consisted of different kinds of pain killers and insolen.

It was the right kit. She closed her bag and returned to the table where she set the small blue container on the table. She pulled a chair to sit right in front of Darien before sitting down in it. After sitting down, she open her mini kit and pulled out the medical scissors.

The bandage snipped off easily, but it had to be done carefully and slowly because Serena had no idea where Darien's head wound was located. She got it off in minimal time and without trouble. Running from the middle of Darien's hairline to the top of his cheekbone, was a long cut that stitched shut. Serena gave a small wince as she looked at this before reaching into her kit and pulling out her tweezers.

She began to manuveur her tweezer to hold the stitch up enough for her to snip them. There were about fourteen stitches in all and she had them all cut in about four minutes. She then pulled the strings out of closed wound before leaning back a cutting up some of the gauze in her kit. She put the antibiotic on the gauze and gently dabbed the closed wound. Darien winced when she first did it, but after the initial shock, he was fine.

"All done," Serena replied, as she packed up her kit. She wiped her scissors and tweezer clean with the rubbing alcohol pads before placing them back inside her kit.

As she was placing everything where it belonged, Darien got up and wandered in the bathroom. Serena completely missed his disappearnce because when he finally got up and left off for the bathroom, she was in the kitchen, tossing out the used gauze and alcohol pad. When she returned, she discovered him missing. "Darien?" she called, glancing about the dining room. When she received no answer, she walked into the living room. "Darien?"

"Coming," she heard him say from down the hall leading to the back rooms. "Sorry, I decided that I should try and fix my hair considering that I haven't been able to do that for some time."

As Darien crutched his way back out into the living room, Serena could feel her heart stop. His hair completely covered up the wound that would eventually disappear. She could fully see his face now and she could understand why he had been a model in his younger years.

At first, when he told her the story, she didn't believe that he had been a model so he could earn money to get into medical school. Now, she could see why he had been a model. Not many guys could make her heart stop by just one glance. Now she also understood why such a pretty girl as that Serenity had wanted to be around him.

"Is something wrong?" Darien asked, snapping Serena out of her stare. She noticed that he was looking at her strangely.

"S-sorry," she mumbled as she fell back onto the couch, her hand over her heart. She realized that she was staring again, but she couldn't help it. She felt her heart flutter again before she finally looked away and out the window, a blush tainting her cheeks.

"Are you okay?" Darien questioned, hobbling over to the couch. He sat down next to her and set a hand on her shoulder which caused her to look at him.

She blushed again as she looked down to her hands in her lap. "F- fine...."

"You sure? You're face is all pink. Do you have a fever?" Darien inquired, putting his hand onto her forehead to check her temperature.

"I'm fine," she responded, inching away from him as she continued to look at her hands.

"Was there something on my face? Is that why you're blushing?" he asked, looking at her confusedly.

"N-no," Serena replied, shaking her head and turning her eyes to him.

"Then, what's your problem?" he questioned, giving her a small amused grin.

"W-well......I've never seen your whole face.....and the whole model thing....and well, I never thought you'd be well....," Serena rambled, her hands setting things out in a sort of timeline. "I never thought you'd be.....I mean, you're just so...."

"I'm so what?" he butted in, arching a brow at her and rolling his eyes.

"Well, good-looking? I don't think that's the right word.....but, close enough," Serena said, somewhat satisfied with her answer, but still quite unsure of herself.

"Thank you, but I did tell you I was a model. It was your choice not to believe me," Darien stated, shrugging. "Anyway.....what do you say to some shopping? I could use the exercise."

"U-um, o-okay," Serena answered, unsure.
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Sorry it's another short chapter, but the next one will be longer! I promise! Wait.....did I promise last time? I don't remember, but this time it's true because I have the idea for the next chapter laid out, unlike before hehe!

Stay Tuned for Chapter Five: Nightmare.....someone has a nightmare and needs comfort from someone else....a strange question about a certain picture of a young beauty comes into the picture! Will Darien fess up or will he become that distant person we all know he can be?

Ja ne!~ KaBunny