So I kinda made a mistake at the end of the last chapter. Instead of writing "there's been a terrible accident" I wrote "there's been a treble accident". Now don't despair! I had a plan to work in 3 accidents happening to people Darien knows, but I scraped that idea and this chapter is the end result. Enjoy.

The phone clattered to the floor, Darien already dashing towards the emergency stairs of his floor. Concentrating he found himself behind the wheel of his car, key slotted into the ignition as the tires skidded under his reckless handling. Thoughts clustered his mind as he weaved in and out of traffic in his need to reach the hospital.

The nurse started as the most gorgeous man she had ever seen came bombarding into the hospital as if the hounds of hell were hot on his tail……… my bad, heels (lol). She quickly smoothed out her uniform in preparation to informing him of anything he wanted to know only to have him sprint past her and up the stairs as if he knew exactly where to go. Strange, seeing as she'd definitely remember if he'd been in the hospital before. Blinding pink lips pouting slightly at having been ignored, she slumped down in her less than comfy chair and went back to reading her Elle Girl magazine.

Several doctors, nurses and patients felt gusts of winds breeze against their skins and ruffle their clothes, but when they searched for the source of the wind, they found nothing at all but a blurred shape out of the corner of their eye. Darien continued sprinting along the various corridors, following the familiar scent of pack, before he ended up in front of an understated door. Steeling himself he closed his eyes to hear just how many people were behind the door and satisfied that there were no threatening foreign presences behind the door, he pushed the creaky door open and stared at the sight before him.

She was still…… almost comatose in the bed; machines bleeping around her pale form, drugs being pumped into her system periodically and a drip hanging from her arm. He sensed rather than saw her eyelids flutter before she opened them fully. Exhaustion settling into his bones as she met his eyes, relief shining clearly as the corners of her mouth twitched in her attempt to smile. A harsh cough raked her chest, her eyes tearing at the pain stinging through her body. He laid a hand over her chest and a faint light begin to emit from it. Almost immediately her coughs subsided and she was able to breathe relatively freely.

"Dari……Darien."

"Hush you shouldn't aggravate your throat by speaking."

"But…… Serena……" "Serena? What about her? Do you know where she is? Have you seen her? How is she?"

"Meeting…… Diamond…… attack…… taken." Her face contorted in pain as more coughs hacked their way out. Placing a finger over her lips he silenced her forthcoming words and placed his hand on her forehead and before closing his eyes. Understanding flashed through Raye's eyes before she too closed her eyes and relaxed, embracing the pain instead of fighting it. She conjured up the scenes that lead to her being hospitalised: the unexpected phone call and then the meeting with Serena, the surprise attack by Diamond and his cronies, the pain, anguish and resentment that she hadn't been to reach one of the other pack due to being too weak. Darien felt a deep rage surfacing as he watched Diamond cart Serena off, his hand stroking her cheek while blood dripped down her face from a severe gash on her forehead.

Before breaking the connection with Raye he sent her into a comatose sleep so that her body would heal itself, sparing her the pain and agony of her body healing itself. Taking a deep breath, he let it out on a shaky exhale, hoping that that would help to maintain some sort of control over the burning rage that danced through his body. Diamond. The cocky bastard thought that he could have Serena, his mate. In the eyes of the pack to take someone else's mate, especially by force was death; they were hunted down and then torn apart, limb by limb and Darien was going to make sure that his death was oh-so-very slow, something to be dragged out over a period of time. This of course after Diamond was subjected to and survived various methods of torture, no method was too good for him. And he would survive; he'd make sure of it.

Kissing Raye's forehead he became a blur as he left the hospital premises and entered his car. Serena had obviously realised the danger she was in and opened the link between them. Hopefully they'd established a well enough connection that he'd be able to use it like a tracking device. Closing his eyes in concentration he focused on the link between Serena and himself.

Damp. The first thought to cross her mind was that the room was so damp she could actually smell it: mossy and natural like walking through a meadow or a forest after it'd had rained. The second thought to cross her mind was that she could smell blood. It was sweet and tangy, seeming to clog up the back of her throat as she breathed it in. Dizziness swept through her body as she felt a deep exhaustion wash over her. So tired, she was so tired. For some reason she knew that she needed to stay awake, but found herself succumbing her body's desire of rest. The edges of her vision became fuzzy as darkness began to slowly cut off her eyesight. Before it enclosed her eyes fully she made out two blurred figures approaching her before the darkness closed around her……………………

…………………… She came around to the sounds of voices whispering around her. Her head felt like it was cracking in two, her body still drowsy from exhaustion. The voices moved further away and it took Serena a few seconds to realise that they were getting further away because they were leaving her and not due to the fact that she was losing her hearing. She tried to move her hands up to clutch at her head, but found herself unable to due to the heavy chains attaching her hand to the stone wall above her head. As soon as this thought registered in her head she became aware of the strain being put on her arms and the aches and bruises she could sense littered around her body. For the first time since she'd woken she studied her surroundings. She seemed to be at the bottom of what appeared to be a well. Looking up provided no help as the walls rose endlessly and darkness hovered just over head. Seeing this, she wondered why she could see her surroundings and caught the flicker of a torch attached to the wall opposite her. Mossy stone walls surrounded her and she found the reason for it being so damp. She was currently sitting in water, its iciness seeping through her ripped clothes. There appeared to be no exit or entrance, but she knew there had to be some way of accessing her as she'd clearly heard the voices talking around her. Panic filled her mind, numbing her body but heightening her senses as the memories of before came back to her: the meeting with Raye, Diamond's appearance, the confusion and the fight, before she was hit over the head with something, blood trickling down her forehead leaving her dazed before she was hurled into someone's arms and became unconscious to the jerky movements off been carried. Her head snapped up as she heard approaching footsteps, two figures suddenly appearing in front of her. She would have gasped if her throat wasn't sore and dry; only managing a small croak that captured the undivided attention of the two new occupants...