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Can't Stop the Music

Chapter 14

2 weeks later

So this is what it felt like to be bored out of your mind in your own home.

She had been home for quite a while now with nothing to do but stare at her slightly faded walls. She had come home in a wheelchair but she had refused to sit in it. Andrew had been kind enough to carry her to the car and lay her on her biggest couch.

In the dim room a shadowy figure could be seen squirming in a very familiar chair. Day had faded into night and back into day again as Serena watched Lita shift uncomfortably in her sleep. Normally she would have laughed at her friend's predicament. Now she just watched.

Man, she wished she could get up and walk.

To dance again….

Lita's sleep-filled voice brought her out of her melancholy thoughts. "Why yes, Mr. Penguin, I'd loves some treats. OH! But only if it's a Fig Newton." Her girlish giggle of delight had Serena looking to see if all her meds were still where they should be.

Where was the damn clock when you needed it? Serena's thought wandered as she listened to the sounds of dawn approaching. Quiet chirping was the most familiar sound since returning home. There had been no get-together. She had refused, but of course no one blamed her. She had every right to be bitchy.

Sure she was bitter and betrayed…

and incredibly lonely. Who wouldn't be? She stared down at her once lively and healthy legs. Her story was a short and sad tale.

Crippled at such a young age and tragically dumped by her dance partner on a rainy day. Her heavy sigh filled the bland hospital room. She didn't need those stupid daytime soaps they played here.

Here life was one.

Maybe they could make her tale into a Lifetime movie?

Just as she was imagining the title of her movie a familiar sting was felt in her forearm. Her hand moved like clockwork to swat the mosquito that had just bitten her for the sixth time. Her wilting glare was lost on the insect who escaped with all parts intact. He went on his jolly way moving past her waist and sat still on one limp calf.

Just wait till she found something long enough to swat the arrogant (at least in her mind) little pest. Then she would have the last laugh as she ripped his tiny little legs off.

Maybe she'd even cackle.

It sure sounded good to her. Her slightly livelier blue eyes stared at the enemy as it made its slow descent to her foot. It only halted once before stopping right on her poor big toe. Her breathing was shallow as she tried with all her might to wiggle her toe and dismantle it before it could leave another angry red mark.

The events happened slowly. The blonde almost thought she saw the bug plant its tiny sucker onto her innocent toe. She had expected that her toe wouldn't move no matter how hard she concentrated. That was to be expected whether she was ready to handle it or not. What she hadn't expected was the slight pain she felt when the little bastard dig get a hold of her blood.

"Holy shit…"

Anxious eyes stared in a rearview mirror. This was the second time the woman had been assigned to follow someone and learn the daily routine. The only downside was that the subject had no routine. The only time she had only seen him leave his building was to get his mail.

God the man was boring.

Her hushed whisper filled the confines of her car. "Do something you idiot! Pee in the bushes or something." She tapped her foot impatiently on the gas pedal. Didn't this guy need food or any type of sustenance? The sun was setting on very boring surroundings.

"Hey."

Sweet mother of-! Mina regained her shoe that had flung into the back seat and her earring from out of her bra. Her glare could have sent a blind man running. "Can't you make some freakin noise you goober? I just lost one of my nine lives back there!" Andrew's dark blonde eyebrows shot up into his hairline.

"Make more noise? Now what fun would that be?" His grin showed off just how smug he was, but for once it was not infectious. Mina just crossed her arms under her breasts. "I hate you. Why do you have to be such a prick?"

"To cancel out your bitchiness, sis. They go hand in hand actually. Funny how that works out, huh?" His smile returned full force only to give way to his curiosity. "What are you doing out here on such a hot day with the windows rolled up anyway? And are those…..binoculars?"

That reminded her. When had her windows been rolled down? She didn't have time to dwell on the fact. While she had spent that tiny amount of time zoning out, Andy had decided to open up the passenger seat door and look around. "Are you going to tell me what you're doing here or do I have to snoop around?"

Abort mission, I repeat, abort mission!

Before he knew what had happened, Mina had landed a well placed kick to his stomach landing him on the curb outside of her stuffy car.

The last thing he saw was her burning rubber down the street and disappearing around a random corner. For some reason her could've sworn he heard her say 'You'll never catch me alive!' but that could have just been the heat.

He stood up and dusted off his bottom before making his way back to his car across the street from hers.

Truth be told he had felt a little guilty after hearing Darien's last words to him at the arcade. He just hadn't been able to gather up enough courage to talk to him face to face yet. It was just a few minute ago he had seen Mina's familiar blonde face watching Darien's building with uninterested eyes.

What had she been doing way on the other side of town? And why had she been wearing black and dark sunglasses in this heat at this time of day? Millions of questions whirled around his head. The one thought that was clear was the she was up to something. And if Mina was up to something that had no real gain for her that meant there was always someone else involved in her evil plans.

And that meant trouble.