Title: BROKEN

Disclaimer: I don't own anything about Sailor Moon

Authors Notes: Okay, this chapter is rated a little more mature than my other chapters. If you're not into reading about sex then perhaps you should just skip this one. Enjoy!

The phone call Andrew had been dreading got to him while he was at work. It was exactly the same as the first time.

He looked down to see Darien's name on his phone and his heart lept into his chest. He slowly brought the phone to his ear.

Darien could hardly say anything to all to him.

Andrew ran quickly out the door nearly knocking people over.

If anyone saw him they would be surprised at the tall blond man sprinting desperately through the city. Panic swelled within him. He called the ambulance on the way knowing what he might find.

He shot through the lobby of the apartment building and into the elevator startling the two older women who were already in there. He apologized breathlessly while punching the button indicating Darien's floor. He pulled his spare key from his pocket and raced down the hall when the door opened.

He threw the door open and burst into the apartment.

It was like walking into a disaster area.

Andrew quickly rushed to Darien who was lying on the floor slightly beside his couch. Blood trailed down his face and shirt and Andrew frantically searched for a heartbeat. It was weak, but it was there.

"Darien?" He yelled.

Andrew tried everything he could think of to wake him up, but nothing worked.

He tried to stop the bleeding from his nose and ears but Darien was turning pale. There was shattered glass around them and Andrew noted that he also had cuts on his hands, like he had tried to push himself up amidst the danger.

The ambulance would come soon.

Andrew looked up at a noise coming from the doorway and saw two men walk quickly in dressed in white.

They immediately started asking him questions.

Andrew was to shaken to speak clearly. He tried to explain the situation but he could hardly remember his own name. All he could do was think about last time.

It was if the world moved in slow motion. Andrew watched the two medics working on Darien, using a white cloth to soak the blood up off of him. It was crimson red, the color of deep roses.

The sounds were muffled by nothing, like something was over his ears.

His breath came out raggedly.

"Please be alright," he whispered closing his eyes.

It had been three days and Serena hadn't heard from Darien. She sighed to herself in the mirror, looking at her image. She looked beautiful and she knew she did, but her insides were turmoil. She felt so guilty for saying what she did to him and guilty because she knew she didn't mean it.

"You look beautiful," Nathan said from her doorway.

Serena smiled gently at the compliment.

"I wish I could go with you," Nathan said sitting down beside her.

"Me to," she said trying not to look at him. She still felt to guilty.

"What's it for again?" Nathan asked curiously.

"It's a benefit for the hospital. I'm going in my dad's place. He was invited but obviously he's nowhere around and he thought it'd be rude to decline."

"And Mina?"

"Her father's taking her."

Nathan nodded. He didn't miss the way her eyes nervously flitted away from him, not focusing on him. Her felt his heart sink.

"What are you thinking Serena?" He asked.

Serena sighed. It was now or never.

"I'm thinking that it's wrong of me to hold onto you when I'm feeling so confused about things," she said truthfully. Her eyes were tearing up. "Nathan I kissed Darien the other day. Actually, that's not true, he kissed me. But for a moment I let him. It meant nothing, I just…….." She couldn't look at him.

Nathan tried to sit as still as possible.

"I just don't want to lie to you. I feel awful about it and I wish I could take it back. I would never cheat on someone no matter how…….I just never would."

"It's okay," Nathan said trying to make his voice soft and even. But he wanted to hit someone. That someone was Darien. He could feel his blood start to boil within him.

"No it's not okay," Serena said softly. "I don't think we should see each other right now."

Nathan looked at her in surprise. "What? Why?"

"Because it's not fair to you."

"That doesn't make any sense Serena. If I can get over it the….."

"I can't get over it," Serena said silencing him. "When I told you I didn't have those feelings for Darien I was telling the truth. I honestly believed that I didn't. But I can't seem to get him to leave me alone. My mind just can't rest until I've dealt with him. I need to find out how I feel about him and I need to finish this. Once I do then I'm sure I can work things out with you, but I have to be on my own to do this."

Nathan didn't say anything, he just looked away.

"Please don't hate me. I really do care about you and I just don't want to hurt you."

"Serena I don't know what's in your head but I can't pretend to like it. I want to be with you. If that means I have to fight Darien to do it then fine."

"What if it's not about the two of you?" Serena said a little louder. "Why can't you two stop fighting and realize that ultimately it's my decision. Just leave him alone."

"Now you're defending him?" Nathan asked incredulously.

Serena sighed.

"I know that you're telling the truth Serena, but I'm not going to sit back and watch you walk away from me."

"I'm still standing here," she said softly.

"No you're not," he said. She could hear that he was angry. "You're running away."

Serena didn't stop him from leaving. She didn't get up and go after him. She heard him go out the front door and she heard Mina's voice as she came up the walk. She just sat still trying to make her heart slow down from it's race through her chest. She felt like crying.

Soft feet came into her room.

"Are you ready?" Mina asked.

Serena turned around to face Mina and she couldn't help but smile. "You look so beautiful," Serena gushed.

Mina giggled in delight and did a little spin.

"That dress is amazing."

"Isn't it?" Mina's smile lit up the room. "You don't look so bad yourself."

Serena smiled. She was wearing a long flowing silk dress in deep black. It haltered around her neck and left her back completely open and bare. She had her hair piled on top of her head with little curls making their way out. She felt sleek and elegant.

"I told Andrew we'd say hi to him," Mina said. "We should get going."

Serena took her friends hand and the two of them walked out of the house. Mina's father sat waiting in the car and he smiled at them when the came in.

Serena was nervous. She didn't care that she didn't have a date. That had never mattered to her. But she was still dazed from her confrontation with Nathan. The part that really hit her hard was that she didn't really feel that broken. Yes she was hurting, but with Darien she had been completely broken afterward.

She sighed and watched the houses fly by as Mina's father drove them to the ball. It was a perfectly clear day turning into a perfectly clear night. She breathed in the freshness of the air and tried to calm herself.

Mina continued to talk excitedly to her father and Serena felt it calm her. Mina was the most cheerful person she had ever met. The girl simply couldn't stay angry, it wasn't in her nature. Serena smiled at her friend.

They got to the ball and walked in together, Serena and Mina on her fathers arms. The room was beautifully decorated and gleamed with gold colors and candlelight.

"Do you want me to stay with you?" Mina asked.

Serena shook her head. "We'll meet up later."

"Okay, see ya!"

Serena looked around her. Already couples were dancing and laughing together, and there was a buffet table and drinks being passed around. It was like being in a dream. All around her there was nothing but happiness and people having fun.

"May I have this dance?"

Serena turned around and smiled at Zach. "Of course," she said taking his hand.

She didn't really know him that well, only through Andrew and Nathan. But Serena had immediately warmed to him.

"Thank you so much for letting us see Lita the other day," she said after a moment.

"I'm glad I could help," he said. "How is she?"

"Better," Serena smiled. "Still a little shaken, but her father was arrested the other day so she's feeling safer. They're charging him with abuse and putting him in rehab. He'll be there for a couple months at least."

"I'm glad to hear it," Zach said. "And have you seen Darien since he got out of the hospital?"

Serena looked up at him in shock. "When was he in the hospital."

Zach looked at her confused. "A couple days ago he was admitted, and he got out just this morning. Andrew took him home. Didn't you know?"

Serena shook her head. "What happened?"

Zach looked uncomfortable. She could see that he realized he had crossed the boundaries somewhere and he didn't want to say anymore. "I'm sorry Serena, I thought after the whole thing with Lita you two were friends. If he hasn't told you then it's not really my place."

Serena nodded. "It's alright." She hesitated. "Is he alright now?"

"No," Zach said honestly. "I'm not sure he'll ever be alright."

Serena was aware that Darien probably went into the hospital the same day she told him she hated him. It made her feel guilt rise up into her throat again. Was it her fault?

She stayed with Zach for a couple of dances and found herself enjoying his company. She had no choice but to tell him about Nathan when he asked how he was and he was genuinely sorry to hear it.

"You don't come around enough," Serena said smiling. "You're apparently great friends with the guys and I almost never see you."

Zach smiled. "I'm working on my residency right now so I'm sort of swamped, but things will cool down for me in the future. In a couple years you won't be able to get rid of me."

Serena laughed. "I'll look forward to that."

Serena spotted Andrew over Zach shoulders and she stiffened. Zach noticed and followed her gaze.

Andrew walked up to him calmly looking tired and worn. Serena desperately wanted to talk to him about Darien. She waited as patiently as she could for Zach to update Andrew on his life. It seemed to take forever.

"I should really say hello to some friends from the hospital," Zach said after a moment. "I'll make sure to talk to you more often Serena," he said kissing her hand gently.

Serena's mind flashed back to when Darien had done the same thing. She tried to appear calm as she felt Andrew studying her.

"Would you like to dance?" Andrew asked her.

"Sure, but can we talk first?" She asked.

Andrew took her hand and lead her away from the crowd and out onto the small balcony that was thankfully void of other people at the moment. He turned towards her and sighed.

"He's alright," he started knowing what she wanted to talk about.

"Andrew, what's wrong with him?"

"Darien has specifically asked us all not to tell you," he said.

Serena looked at him surprised. "Why?"

"Because he feels weak," Andrew said honestly.

"Is he?"

"Physically no, he's fine. But his mind simply isn't holding it together."

"What do you mean?"

Andrew sighed. "Serena, you remember when Darien told you about how he lost his memory as a kid right?"

Serena nodded.

"Well, something happened to him a couple years ago that made that problem a lot worse. I guess they were wrong about Darien having amnesia and whatever the problem was spread. He had a complete break."

Serena felt herself become breathless as she listened.

"I found him on his apartment floor in his bedroom. I think he was having seizure or something and he was bleeding pretty bad from his nose and ears. I called the ambulance and they took him to the hospital.

He was unconscious for days. When he finally came to he couldn't remember anything at all. He was frantic and I thought he had lost his mind completely. He was acting crazy. They sent him to a hospital on the coast where a doctor has been helping him work things out. He was there for years."

Serena wanted to sit down.

"A few days ago it happened again. This one was not as severe. He had another attack and he had just enough time to call me. I went with him to the hospital and when he woke up he simply didn't say anything. He could remember what happened, he just didn't want to talk about it. His doctor came out and said he was stable enough to stay here. He didn't want to go back but he wouldn't tell anyone what happened to set it off."

"I told him I hated him," Serena said softly.

Andrew wasn't sure he heard her properly. "You told him you hated him? Why?"

"Because I thought I did."

"But you don't?" Andrew asked. "Are you still with Nathan?"

Serena shook her head.

Andrew just looked at her. He wanted to protect her. He wanted his two friends to become friends again. He wanted all this with Darien to stop. But he was worried mostly about Serena. She was stuck in the middle of this and he could see that she didn't have a way out without getting hurt.

"Serena, you know that I love you, but I'm not sure Darien can make you happy. I love the guy, but he's so unstable right now that I'm afraid for you to get near him."

"I slept with him," Serena said.

Andrew grabbed her. "Recently?"

"No," Serena shook her head. "Years ago, after our date. Then he didn't remember the next day, and then he disappeared."

Andrew felt the understanding wash through him. "Because he was at the hospital."

"I never knew," she said.

"Oh god Serena, you thought he didn't want you."

Serena nodded feeling tears fall down from her eyes.

"Serena, I've known him a long time and I can say without hesitation that he loves you and he always has. If you had told me what happened I would have told you that. If he knew about what he did to you I'm sure he would tell you the truth."

Serena shook her head. "Not now," she said. "He's to fragile."

"Serena, I'm more worried about you than him."

"I've been carrying it around with me so long that I just assumed it was true," Serena said. "When he came back I was so confused. He acted as if he didn't remember. I thought he was still just turning me down. But then he asked me out and tried to get to know me. I couldn't understand why he was doing this. And then Lita said that maybe he truly didn't remember. She thought he was in another accident or something."

Andrew nodded.

"What do I do now?" Serena whispered.

"Do you still love him?" Andrew asked.

"I don't know," she said honestly. "I've been mad at him so long."

"I think you should go talk to him," Andrew said. "Tell him the truth and see what he says. If you can be open with each other then maybe you can find a way to get past all of this."

"What about Nathan?" Serena asked.

"You have to follow your heart. If you pick Nathan when Darien is truly the one you love then you'll regret it forever. I couldn't let you do that to him."

Serena nodded.

"Is he at home now?"

Andrew nodded. "Do you want me to take you?"

"If you wouldn't mind I'd like a ride, but don't come up with me. This is something I need to do on my own."

Andrew took her hand and led her through the crowd and back outside where the night had completely descended upon them. She felt her heart beat nervously in her chest. This was it. This was when she was going to find out what happened. This was how she was going to decide.

Andrew stopped in front of his building and Serena silently got out. She hesitated before walking in.

Serena stood in front of Darien's door. She was suddenly painfully aware of what she was wearing. Her silky black dressed made her feel naked and she shivered despite the heat. What was she doing here?

Gently she knocked on the door. The sound seemed to echo into the apartment beyond. Her heart seemed to stop at the silence hoping that maybe he wasn't there. She heard nothing. No footsteps and no movement at all.

And then the chain bolt rattled and she was frightened by the sudden sound. She watched the door nervously as it slowly pulled open.

And there he was.

Darien looked awful. His hair was almost out of control around his head, parts plastered to his face with sweat. His eyes were bloodshot and he glistened with sweat and shivered with fever.

Serena felt her heart melt for him.

He looked at her through the foggy haze of his mind and could still see how beautiful she was. Here she stood, with her skin glowing and her eyes full of concern that Darien felt himself give into her.

"Are you alright?" Serena asked softly.

Darien leaned against his door trying to keep himself propped up. He nodded.

"I was just……" Serena realized that she was at his place in the middle of the night.

Darien just watched her. His stormy eyes looking into her. Slowly, he stood out of the way, leaving a space for her to come in if she chose.

She hesitated. This was not a good idea. She shouldn't go back into his apartment, not yet. But it was obvious that he was in no condition to go out.

She walked in.

The apartment was cold and dark. He hadn't turned any lights on at all when answering the door. The moon made everything glow a pale blue and Serena saw the make-up of a bed on the couch.

"Why aren't you sleeping in you room?" She asked.

Darien moved softly past her back towards his make shift bed. His movements were lethargic and Serena was worried.

"Do you need anything?" She asked.

Darien just sort of half moaned.

Serena didn't know what to do. She wasn't a doctor and here he was shivering with sweat covering him. She knew he had a fever, but she didn't know what to do. Why would the hospital have released him if he was still sick? Andrew had said he was stable but he didn't look it.

She went to the kitchen and got some water. The clear liquid sloshed in the cup when she walked back to him and she realized her hands were shaking. But he wouldn't drink it. He took the cup from her and looked at it, but then put it down again and lay on his back.

Serena felt herself shake as she stood there, stupidly watching him. His eyes fluttered open and closed and he pulled the blankets tightly around himself. She reached out and lightly touched his forehead. He was burning.

Serena was scared.

"Darien, I don't know what to do," she said in a whisper.

He opened his eyes briefly, looking at her. But he didn't say anything.

Serena saw the pain in his eyes and it made her heart beat faster in her chest until she could feel the blood pumping through her veins. The sensation made her feel light headed and the nervous energy made her buzz. She pulled the blankets off of him and opened all the windows, but he fought her, shivering uncontrollably.

"I know," Serena said trying not to cry. "But you can't feel how you're burning up right now."

He looked at her with those intense eyes, watching her.

"Trust me, we need to cool you down."

Darien was still for a moment, and then he let go of the blankets.

He watched her the whole time.

Serena tried to ignore his gaze. She used her cloth to cool off his head and neck and moved also to his bare chest. Besides his shivering he stayed relatively still. He just watched her.

After a little while, Serena could see his shiver start to stop. His eyes become more calm and his skin flushed with color. She watched his eyes flutter closed and sighed in relief. His gaze had made her uncomfortable.

She stood up, taking her cloth back to the kitchen.

What was she going to do now?

Serena looked back at the now sleeping man on the couch. The moon still illuminated him making him glow and glisten in the darkness. She wanted to comfort him. She wanted to leave. And she knew she had to make sure he was all right. She had come here to talk to him but that wasn't going to happen. Could she leave him like this?

She quietly made her way into his bedroom.

The familiar setting seemed completely unused. She had only ever been in here that once, and the memory made her feel cold. The clock radio flashed beside the bed and she realized that he had never set it. Hadn't he been in here at all?

She went to his closet and pulled out an over sized shirt. She quickly changed into it. The material rested ghostly against her naked form. She carefully hung her dress up making sure she didn't wrinkle it. She pulled her hair down, and then put it back up in a messy bun above her. Next she washed the makeup off her face and looked at herself in the bathroom mirror.

What am I doing?

Serena felt guilt well up inside her as she thought about Nathan. What would he think about her spending the night here? He would of course thank her for taking care of his best friend, wouldn't he? Then why wasn't she calling him?

She looked at herself. Darien was sick and needed her help. She would not deny him that. Their history gave her reason to stay.

She heard him cough and it startled her.

She went back into the living room feeling his forehead. He wasn't as hot anymore. Relief overtook her.

She looked at him now without touching him. His strong jaw cast straight shadows on his neck and his hair hung lazily across his forehead. His strong chest slowly rose and fell with his now even breath as he slept. She reached out and brushed his hair from his eyes when he twitched from the tickle. He was so beautiful. No matter what might happened to him, he was always attractive.

Slowly she got up and walked back towards his bedroom. She left the door open so he would know where she was and set the clock before crawling under the clean sheets. The night was to warm for blankets.

She watched the numbers on the clock slowly turn while her emotions raged through her mind. It was safe to go home now, so why wasn't she going? She could smell him faintly in the room. He hadn't been here for awhile.

She closed her eyes trying to drown out the chaos of the city below even though she could hardly here it way up here. She tried to focus on her heart beating and her slow breathing.

Ever so slowly, she fell asleep.

Lita slowly opened the door and was startled to find Nathan there.

"Sorry it's so late," Nathan said softly. "I just wanted to talk to her," he said.

Lita felt panic grip her. She knew Serena wasn't home. What was she going to tell him?

Darien woke up while it was still dark. He rubbed his eyes gently and wondered why he was awake. His memory was foggy, but he knew he had been sick. It happened sometimes. Usually he just slept through it and waited till morning. It never lasted long.

He had seen her.

He looked around his apartment, but couldn't see her anymore.

Darien sighed as he lay back in his make shift bed. He stretched his stiff muscles realizing that all traces of his fever seemed gone. He sighed to himself looking out at the star filled sky and wondered what time it was.

He felt hungry.

Slowly he got up and walked towards his kitchen. It was strange to think that only a little while ago he was so sick he was imagining Serena was there watching over him. But of course that had to be a dream. He always dreamed of her when he was sick. He dreamed of her whenever he felt any sort of pain. She was always the one to bring him back.

He felt weak, like he had over exerted himself.

A breeze brushed over his skin.

Darien looked back at all the open windows in his apartment. He couldn't remember opening them. He froze.

Had she really been here?

That's when he saw the black hole that was his bedroom door. It stood wide open, like a pit of despair beckoning to him. He could feel it's force call to him trying to pull him into it's grasp. Why was his door open?

He had no choice, he walked towards the bedroom. The moon was high enough in the sky that the outlines of his bed were clear as day. And within the clutches of his sheets was a goddess.

Darien nearly stopped breathing when he saw her, afraid that she might wake up and see him. The deep black sheets he had always liked contrasted greatly with her pale skin and golden light hair. She was a vision in a black world.

She had kicked the sheets around so that only her hips were covered and one arm twisted together. Her long thin legs lay gently along the bed, slightly bent. She lay on her side, her hair in a mess behind her. It was half up and half wild. Her lashes tickled her cheek in a soft caress.

Darien stood in his doorway simply looking at her expecting at any minute to come out of his delirious dream. But nothing around him wavered. The only sound was her soft breathing in the empty space that was his room. She hardly even took up any of the bed. Her small form looked like it might be swallowed whole.

He knew he wanted her then. Seeing her this exposed and in front of him like this brought up all the feelings he had for her and his desire grew until it was all he could see.

He walked towards her, trying not to make a sound. He didn't know what he wanted to do, but he wanted to touch her silky hair. He wanted to prove to himself that she was real and not his imagination.

Slowly he crept closer, holding his breath.

The room seemed suddenly large and he couldn't cross it.

He stood beside her, looking down.

He could even smell her perfumed sent.

He realized she was in one of his shirts and his heart beat faster.

When the phone rang, jolting through the silence he nearly had a heart attack. Her eyes fluttered opened tiredly, and she was looking at him

The phone continued to ring.

They both ignored it.

All Darien could do was look at her blue eyes looking up at him filled with emotion.

She swung her legs around to sit on the side of the bed, forcing him to take a step back. She still looked up at him.

"How are you feeling?" She asked in a small voice.

Darien didn't say anything.

Serena hated how silent he was. She couldn't tell what he was thinking and she was afraid that she had upset him by staying. But he didn't look angry.

She stood up and put her hand to his forehead.

"You don't have a fever anymore."

Serena almost yelped when he reached up and took her hand from his forehead. His touch sent lightning through her body. His eyes never left hers as he deliberately kissed her palm.

Half of her was screaming to pull away and the other half……..

Darien looked at her wide eyes and knew that she was torn between fighting and letting him in. Part of her wanted him.

He stepped closer to her, keeping her hand in his. The other hand reached up to touch the hair just behind her ear and then caress her jaw line. He bent down gently, kissing her lightly. It was a soft; almost dream like kiss that was hardly felt. But it sent Serena's mind spinning and her heat beating madly in her chest.

She didn't move away. She should have.

Darien kissed her more passionately, and Serena closed her eyes, kissing him back. His hands moved to run up her back and she felt small in his embrace. His arms encircled her completely, showing her how small she was in comparison to him.

She parted her mouth when he tilted her head back, and all thoughts of guilt seemed washed away at his taste. Serena lost herself at that moment, unable to tear herself away from him.

In the next moment Darien became more aggressive. He leaned over, taking her back down to the bed with him. His long body crawled on top of her, keeping her under him. Her legs clenched either side of him and he could feel every curve press into him. All he wanted was her.

Serena ran her hands along his back, pulling him closer to her. She felt herself build up desire until she wanted to press her whole body into him. She wanted his hands all over her. She arched her back so her hips met his, and he groaned into his kiss.

He was not gentle with her shirt. He pulled it apart, exposing her naked form. His hands ran down her stomach, the sensation burning through her. He bent down, his hot breath tracing over her chest and stomach, as he tasted her skin.

Serena was breathing hard. She focused on each feeling of his tongue on her and tried not to think about it when he took off his pants. He came back up to kiss her, and his body pressed against hers.

Serena wanted him so badly she could hardly wait for it. She felt his form over her, kissing and touching her, but not going farther. She arched her back again, trying to entice him. She felt how hard he was and the thought of him being inside her sent her almost over the edge. But he didn't move.

She felt herself going crazy. What was he waiting for?

"Please," she said in a breathless voice. "Darien, I want you."

She felt him kiss down her neck leaving a hot trail behind his lips.

"Darien," she said in a whisper.

He kissed her again, silencing her gasp when he slid into her. Her small form stretching to take him in, and yet she was so moist that he could move easily within her. His hands were on her, caressing her as he slowly moved in and out, savoring the sensation as much as possible. She throbbed around him, swollen and hot. Each time he moved in her she felt so close.

He teased her. His body moving slowly against hers. She felt the sweat start to form on his skin, and he kissed her still so passionately.

She couldn't take it.

And just when she thought she might beg, he started moving harder.

Serena felt herself being forced back into the bed as he thrust into her, harder and deeper so that she gasped each time. She felt him fill her, deep inside. She clenched herself around him, causing him to go even deeper.

Her mind was on fire.

The sensations filled her entire body.

It felt as though she burst. Her climax hit her so hard she felt her whole body spasm with the force. She cried out into the night, her center aflame with energy and desire.

With her cry Darien felt his own release hit him and he thrust harder into her, feeling it shoot up his spine and down to his toes. She clenched around him, and he groaned as he thrust once again.

Darien had to stop himself from collapsing on top of her when he was done. It was like every once of energy had completely left his body. He felt her throb around him, not wanting to pull out. Her breathing was ragged. Her chest rose and fell with each breath. He buried himself in her hair, breathing her in deeply.

Gently he moved away from her, and the tightness of her fell away to open air. He lay on his side, his face still in her hair.

She just lay still.

Serena felt the world reappear. Her chest felt like it might cave in with pressure and the seriousness of what she had just done grabbed her.

She got up so suddenly Darien was surprised.

But he didn't get up. He watched her grab her things around the room. She pulled his shirt around her tightly and bundled up her dress quickly. She pulled on her shoes and grabbed her purse before leaving.

Darien just watched her go. She never looked at him.

He could smell her all around him. His body still tingled with her presence.

The room seemed quite.

He was in his room, alone. But her presence had made him forget.

He didn't regret it. But obviously she did.

End of Chapter Ten!

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