A.N. Hey readers! Did ya miss me? I thought so. Here's chapter 6. Have fun.
Quote: "Truly loving another means letting go of all expectations. It means full acceptance, even celebration of another's person hood." – Karen Casey
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Don't want that!
Title: Look Out!
Chapter: Six
Author: Icess
E-mail: and Serena wound up sharing a room together at the Holiday Inn while Darien took the room next to theirs. Serena flopped down onto her double bed, face down. Sighing deeply, she turned over and watched Lita as she loaded her pistol and put it into the bedside table drawer. Serena shivered slightly and shut her eyes against the pain of seeing Buck holding his pale fiancées hand. He had looked like a shadow of himself. When Serena had asked if Baylea was going to be all right, Buck hadn't answered and just closed his eyes and prayed.
"Lita, Baylea will be ok, right?" She asked fearfully, not wanting Buck to be in pain all because a serial killer was after her.
"Of course she will Sere. The doc said that she'd pull through." Lita smiled encouragingly.
"I hope so. If she doesn't, then it'll just be another person hurt on my account. I wouldn't be able to live with myself then."
"She'll be fine Serena. You have to take care of you right now; you're the one being stalked."
"I know and it scares the daylights out of me." Serena got up and walked to the door that led into the hallway. "Where are you going? You can't go anywhere without Darien or I." Lita said reprovingly.
"I'm just going down to the lobby, I'll be fine." Serena said and walked out. Once she got into the main lobby, she took a left around a corner and headed into the smoking lounge. Sitting down on a comfy black chair, she took a cigarette out of her secret stash and lit it. She only smoked when she was really stressed out, and in this case, she was. (A.N. Duh!) She started when a hand reached out and snatched the butt out of her limp fingers and smashed it into an ashtray.
"This is a bad habit Sere. You know you shouldn't smoke."
"Darien… what are you doing here?"
"Lita sent me." He said simply. He sat himself onto the chair that was next to hers and stared at her, hard.
"What, Darien? Why do you have to bug me? I just want to be alone, is that so much to ask? I don't care if Lita sent you, I want to be left alone." She said coldly. She turned her face to his and was lost. His eyes weren't glinting anymore; they were showing sympathy. 'You don't want it, remember? You don't want anything from him.' Part of her whispered.
"I know you're scared, Serena. It shows in every move you make. All of them are jerky. There's no sense in trying to hide it."
"I'm not trying to hide it, dammit! I'm trying to be brave, is that so bad? I don't want anyone's help, I mean, jeez, I can't even leave a room without needing to have someone with me, would you like that?" She paused, noting that he wouldn't want that either. "See? I told you so. Why don't you do us both a favor Darien, leave me alone."
Darien sighed and stood up from his seat. In the process of doing so, he picked Serena up, kicking and screaming, all the way out of the smelly room and onto the elevator where he put her down with a 'thump.' "I don't care if you don't want to talk to me or not, because, we are going to talk." The elevator stopped and he dragged her down the hallway and into his room. "Now, sit down." He ordered.
In the room next to Darien's, Lita smiled. Everything was going great. She got up and changed into a pair of loose jeans and a sweatshirt. Then, grabbing the keys to the rental car and the hotel room key, she walked out of the room to make her trip to the hospital so that she could find any answers to the attack on Baylea.
"Fine, we're alone, talk to me!" Serena yelled, pacing back and forth.
"Serena… I- uh…"
"Well? Spit it out already!"
"I love you!" Serena heard the words and then ran into the bathroom and locked the door.
"Oh my God!" She moaned and sank down onto the darkly tiled floor.
A.N. Ok, that chapter is done, and it really sucked. Don't worry, the killer will be in the story again. –Icess-
Written On: July 25, 2002
Revamped on: August 12, 2005