A.N. Hello again to my fellow readers. I'm back with another installment to Look Out. Hope you like it! -Icess-
"Experience: the most brutal of teachers. But you learn, my God do you learn." – C.S. Lewis
Disclaimer: I do not own Sailor Moon or any of its characters. They all belong to Naoko Takeuchi, DiC, and many other big bad companies. However, I do own this story and it's idea! ;)
Look Out! Chapter Two
Darien stood in front of Serena's apartment door, debating on whether he should knock or not. Judging by the attitude that she had given him earlier; she probably wouldn't invite him in. Then again, if he showed her his badge, she would have no choice. Gathering all his courage, he knocked loudly, the sound reverberating all the way down the hall.
Darien stole a glance at his wristwatch and noted that it was eleven o'clock at night; she might be in bed, since she most likely would have to work the next day. He heard the locks on the door turning and saw the doorknob turn. A sluggish looking Serena leaned against the doorjamb and mumbled what sounded like a "Whaddya want?"
"Uh, sorry to wake you up Serena, but we need to talk." He said hesitantly. She looked confused for a moment and then she blinked her eyes a few times before stepping back to allow him inside. He noticed that the apartment was very neat and had a touch of flair everywhere.
"Go ahead and take a seat wherever you want to in here, I'll be back with some tea… or something." Darien was about to object, but she was already in the kitchen. He sat down on the plush blue colored sofa and looked around. He saw pictures of Serena's friends from high school and pictures of her family. One picture in particular caught his eye. It was of the whole gang: Lita, Mina, Raye, Ami, himself, Andrew, Ken, Chad, and Greg. They were all smiling and laughing together at the park. 'Must have been right before graduation.' Darien mused.
Serena came back in and sat down on the loveseat on the other side of the coffee table and placed two steaming mugs of tea onto the coasters. "Ok, now what's going on Darien? I have to be at the office at 5 tomorrow morning and I need my sleep."
Darien sat back and took his badge out of his jacket pocket. He flipped it open and Serena's eyes widened. "Are you willing to sit here and have a civil conversation with me now, Serena?" She nodded her head yes. "Good, now lets get started. Have you had any unusual phone calls lately?"
"You're questioning me? What did I do? I know nothing about nothing. What is this all about?" She said.
"You want to know what's going on? Fine, in Atlanta, we have a serial killer at large. We have followed his trail all the way up here, to New York. He targets his victims as auspicious woman in their twenties; they become his obsession. So far, there are five women dead, within the span of 5 months. First, in Atlanta, we have Angela Hilton – highly successful in the banking division. Next is Madelyn Clark – a very sought after defense attorney in Charlotte, North Carolina. Then, there is Maria Ortiz of Charleston, West Virginia, heiress to millions of dollars and CEO of Ortiz Enterprises. Moving on to Kimberly White – daughter of Caleb White, who is the owner of Secret Clothing Line, of Baltimore, Maryland, and lastly, Jaclyn Blair from Harrisburg, Pennsylvania, who was a fashion editor for Vogue magazine. We think he is headed up here now, and you Serena, are his primary target." He let this all settle in, he watched the shock on Serena's face and understood that she wouldn't want to be alone now. He'd have to find a bodyguard for her or act as one himself. "Oh my God. That's who called me earlier…" She said distantly, forgetting all about Darien.
"He's contacted you? When?" He leaped up from his perch on the sofa. When she failed to answer and sat there like a brain dead nitwit, he shook her slightly. "Serena! He contacted you? Tell me!"
"Huh? Oh, um… an hour or so ago. He said something about staying away from some guy and me belonging to him. I didn't know what to think so I just yelled at him." She explained, still in shock. "Darien?" She asked meekly, "What's gonna happen to me?" She barely got the question out before her voice broke. Darien stood and walked over to where Serena was sitting and pulled her into his arms, she surprised him by not resisting.
"Nothing is going to happen to you, we'll hire the best bodyguard there is and put bugs in the phone line and everything. I promise that I won't let anything happen to you…" Darien said, hoping against hope that he would be able to fulfill that promise.
A.N. That's all for this one. If anyone has any questions or comments, feel free to email me. I'll be back soon with another chapter. Icess
Written on: June 25, 2002
Revamped on: August 12, 2005