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Sarah and the Foxy Lady.
The next morning, after dropping Sammy off at school she headed to the Foxy Lady. She found Buchi in his office. "Hey," she said quietly. "Can I talk to you?" He nodded. "Sure." She closed the door behind her and sat in the plush chair in front of his desk. "What is it?" She wouldn't look up. "I can't work here anymore." Buchi took off his glasses and rubbed the bridge of his nose. "May I ask why not?" She nodded. "Sammy. He's so proud of me, you know? I would never want him to know that I did something like this. Something that would make him ashamed to be my son." Buchi nodded. "Anything else?" she nodded. "My health. I've been losing weight steadily for the past three months. I've been blacking out and I'm having trouble sleeping." "You should see a doctor." Serena nodded. "I have an appointment after I leave here." They got up and Buchi hugged her. "Take care. I've known you since you were eighteen. I wouldn't want anything to happen to you." She nodded and walked out. He watched her go with a feeling of sadness. She was one of the best exotic dancers he had ever known. ****
Serena sat in the doctors' office bouncing her bag on her knees when the door opened. "Serena?" She glanced over. Amy was standing in the doorway. She stood. "What's wrong?" Serena followed her into her office and sat down. "I don't know what's wrong." Amy nodded. "Tell me what's happening." She described her symptoms and fell silent when Amy started to frown. "What is it?" Amy shook her head. "I've never seen anything like this. If I didn't know better, I would say that your malnourished...but we all know that can't be the case," she added with a small smile. Serena swatted at her head. Amy's smile faded. "I'll run a few tests, ok?" Serena nodded, they said their goodbyes and she left. She headed straight for the arcade and arrived right in time for the lunch rush. Andrew was practically in tears when he saw her. "You're here! Would you take some orders?" She nodded and went to put on an apron and grab a notebook and a pencil. She almost died when none other than Darien Shields occupied the first table she went to. The fact that he occupied the table didn't bother her. It was the fact that he was with a young, beautiful woman that slightly annoyed her.
She pasted on a smile. "What can I get for you guys today?" Darien looked up and froze, looking like a dear caught in the headlights. "Serena, I didn't know you worked here." She smiled and nodded, enjoying his discomfort. The woman smiled at Serena. "Hi, I'm Sarah, a friend of Darien's." Serena found it hard to dislike the petite brunette and shook her hand. "Are you a teacher too?" Sarah almost choked. "NO! I don't have the patience; I'd probably strangle one of the kids. I'm a cop." Serena's smile froze and she cleared her throat. "Well, anyway, what can I get for you?" Sarah quickly scanned the menu and picked a baked potato and a glass of milk. Darien took a little longer to choose. Serena started to fidget as he stared at the menu, practically burning holes in it. "I'll have the soup of the day," he said at last. Serena's mouth dropped open. "That's it?" He looked up and nodded. "Yes." She scrawled it on her notebook. "That'll be just a minute." She walked back and entered it into the computer before sitting down in the back, taking off her shoes and rubbing her insoles. ****
"Tired?" She smiled at Lita. "Yeah. My feet are killing me." Lita laughed. "Serves you right for wearing high heels. I play it safe," she said, showing off a pair of worn in tennis shoes. Serena laughed and shook her head. "I was out and I didn't have time to go home and change before coming here." Lita cocked her head to the side. "Where were you?" Without thinking Serena blurted out, "at the doctors office." Lita's green eyes widened in concern. "Are you ok?" Serena nodded. "Yeah, it was just a routine checkup." "At," she glanced at her wristwatch, "eight thirty a.m.?" "It was at Amy's office." "That explains it. Well, I had better get back, Andrew will probably be yelling at my apprentice to work faster." She rushed through the swinging doors to the kitchen and Serena smiled when she did indeed hear yelling. She stood and put a hand to her aching lower back and went out to deliver orders. ****
Sarah watched Serena walk away. "Be careful Darien," she said softly before draining her drink and walking out. "I'm letting you buy me lunch today," she called over her shoulder before she walked out. He grinned and shook his head, pulling a couple of bills from his wallet he looked around. There was a man in the corner; he was staring straight at Serena. When he noticed Darien's gaze on him he saluted him and walked out. Darien followed him. He was dismayed when the man got into a car and was driven away. By the time he got to his own apartment he was highly irritated. First it had started raining, then a car had driven by and splashed muddy water on him and now he couldn't find his keys. He sighed it wasn't even four o'clock yet. It was going to be a bad day. He turned around and started the long walk back to the diner.
AN: I hope you're all happy! I'm sorry it isn't longer, but I will add more soon. Promise.
The next morning, after dropping Sammy off at school she headed to the Foxy Lady. She found Buchi in his office. "Hey," she said quietly. "Can I talk to you?" He nodded. "Sure." She closed the door behind her and sat in the plush chair in front of his desk. "What is it?" She wouldn't look up. "I can't work here anymore." Buchi took off his glasses and rubbed the bridge of his nose. "May I ask why not?" She nodded. "Sammy. He's so proud of me, you know? I would never want him to know that I did something like this. Something that would make him ashamed to be my son." Buchi nodded. "Anything else?" she nodded. "My health. I've been losing weight steadily for the past three months. I've been blacking out and I'm having trouble sleeping." "You should see a doctor." Serena nodded. "I have an appointment after I leave here." They got up and Buchi hugged her. "Take care. I've known you since you were eighteen. I wouldn't want anything to happen to you." She nodded and walked out. He watched her go with a feeling of sadness. She was one of the best exotic dancers he had ever known. ****
Serena sat in the doctors' office bouncing her bag on her knees when the door opened. "Serena?" She glanced over. Amy was standing in the doorway. She stood. "What's wrong?" Serena followed her into her office and sat down. "I don't know what's wrong." Amy nodded. "Tell me what's happening." She described her symptoms and fell silent when Amy started to frown. "What is it?" Amy shook her head. "I've never seen anything like this. If I didn't know better, I would say that your malnourished...but we all know that can't be the case," she added with a small smile. Serena swatted at her head. Amy's smile faded. "I'll run a few tests, ok?" Serena nodded, they said their goodbyes and she left. She headed straight for the arcade and arrived right in time for the lunch rush. Andrew was practically in tears when he saw her. "You're here! Would you take some orders?" She nodded and went to put on an apron and grab a notebook and a pencil. She almost died when none other than Darien Shields occupied the first table she went to. The fact that he occupied the table didn't bother her. It was the fact that he was with a young, beautiful woman that slightly annoyed her.
She pasted on a smile. "What can I get for you guys today?" Darien looked up and froze, looking like a dear caught in the headlights. "Serena, I didn't know you worked here." She smiled and nodded, enjoying his discomfort. The woman smiled at Serena. "Hi, I'm Sarah, a friend of Darien's." Serena found it hard to dislike the petite brunette and shook her hand. "Are you a teacher too?" Sarah almost choked. "NO! I don't have the patience; I'd probably strangle one of the kids. I'm a cop." Serena's smile froze and she cleared her throat. "Well, anyway, what can I get for you?" Sarah quickly scanned the menu and picked a baked potato and a glass of milk. Darien took a little longer to choose. Serena started to fidget as he stared at the menu, practically burning holes in it. "I'll have the soup of the day," he said at last. Serena's mouth dropped open. "That's it?" He looked up and nodded. "Yes." She scrawled it on her notebook. "That'll be just a minute." She walked back and entered it into the computer before sitting down in the back, taking off her shoes and rubbing her insoles. ****
"Tired?" She smiled at Lita. "Yeah. My feet are killing me." Lita laughed. "Serves you right for wearing high heels. I play it safe," she said, showing off a pair of worn in tennis shoes. Serena laughed and shook her head. "I was out and I didn't have time to go home and change before coming here." Lita cocked her head to the side. "Where were you?" Without thinking Serena blurted out, "at the doctors office." Lita's green eyes widened in concern. "Are you ok?" Serena nodded. "Yeah, it was just a routine checkup." "At," she glanced at her wristwatch, "eight thirty a.m.?" "It was at Amy's office." "That explains it. Well, I had better get back, Andrew will probably be yelling at my apprentice to work faster." She rushed through the swinging doors to the kitchen and Serena smiled when she did indeed hear yelling. She stood and put a hand to her aching lower back and went out to deliver orders. ****
Sarah watched Serena walk away. "Be careful Darien," she said softly before draining her drink and walking out. "I'm letting you buy me lunch today," she called over her shoulder before she walked out. He grinned and shook his head, pulling a couple of bills from his wallet he looked around. There was a man in the corner; he was staring straight at Serena. When he noticed Darien's gaze on him he saluted him and walked out. Darien followed him. He was dismayed when the man got into a car and was driven away. By the time he got to his own apartment he was highly irritated. First it had started raining, then a car had driven by and splashed muddy water on him and now he couldn't find his keys. He sighed it wasn't even four o'clock yet. It was going to be a bad day. He turned around and started the long walk back to the diner.
AN: I hope you're all happy! I'm sorry it isn't longer, but I will add more soon. Promise.