Well, due to demand I have slaved away and come up with this!

You will all be happy to know that I am feeling much better (although I still can't breathe, hear or smell) but I can type and even went to work today, where I got to see my adorable crush Sammy!

As for the oranges…as he kindly informed me (and one of you lovely reviewers) the Vitamin C in the oranges helps you to fight off the flu…bet you didn't know that one!

Anyway, here is the third chapter of Flu Season – Wrestling.

Enjoy!

Darien carefully lifted the meatball head into his arms. Balancing her against his chest, he picked up her bag, pillow and bunny and slowly made his way inside. Careful not to drop his precious cargo, he gently deposited her on his bed and backed away slowly. Watching as she burrowed into his quilt, Darien frowned.

How in the world was he supposed to look after a sick Meatball head? She was hard enough to endure while she was awake and healthy, what was he going to do now she was sick? And her friends! Just who did they think they were giving her to him?

"mphmh"

Darien watched with bated breath as Serena rolled over, her slim arms pulling his pillow closer, a brief smile crossing her flushed face. Staring more intently at her face, Darien inched closer and pressed his palm to her forehead. Stepping back at the ferocity of the fever, Darien bit his lip.

Remembering all those text books he had read, Darien hurried from the room, returning moments later with a bowl of cool water and a wash cloth. Gently rinsing the cloth in the water, he placed it across her head, falling back when she bolted upright at the change in temperature.

"Aaaaaaahhhhh!" Serena sat up, her hands clawing to remove the cloth from her face. "Cold!"

Darien scowled and took the cloth from her hands. "It'll help your fever meatball head."

Serena slowly turned her head, another scream sounding as her eyes landed on the last person she was expecting to see. "What's going on?" she screeched, looking around her.

"You're sick. Your friends dumped you here. End of story."

Serena glared at him, her chin quivering. "My friends dumped me?" she whispered, tears filling her eyes.

Darien winced, waiting for the wail to hit his ears. "They couldn't take care of you. They said I had to, and if I tried to give you back they would have to back here before I could say 'Hey'."

Serena nodded slowly. "Darien, remind me when I get better to hunt them down and kill them!"

Darien took no notice of her threat and instead inched closer, his hands gently coaxing her back onto the pillows. Pulling a spare blanket out of the cupboard, he covered her shivering body. "I know you're probably hot, but I need you to stay under here, because I can guarantee in a second you'll be cold."

Serena nodded tiredly. Slowly closing her eyes, she smiled sleepily. "Thanks Darien."

"You're welcome Serena."

"What do you think is happening?" Lita whispered, pushing Mina out of the way to peer through the key hole.

"If you didn't push me I would be able to see and tell you."

"If you didn't take up so much room, I wouldn't have to push."

"Are you calling me fat?"

"So what if I am?"

"Why you! Venus crescent beam…"

"Girls, stop! The last thing we need is for Darien to hear and come and find us. Besides we can't hear them talking with you two fighting." Amy frowned at the silence coming from inside. "Do you think something bad has happened?"

Raye snorted. "Doubt it. Noble Darien won't let anything happen."

Amy stared wistfully at the door. "I hope so."

Raye smiled. "Don't fret Ames. Everything will be fine, you'll see."

"Aaaaaaahhhhh!"

Raye laughed as Serena's scream reached them. "See what'd I tell ya? Serena's screaming so everything is perfect!"

Amy sighed with relief. "Now to break these two up." Turning around, Amy and Raye pulled Mina and Lita apart, who were currently wrestling on the ground over who get to look through the key hole.

Darien turned at the strange noises he was hearing from the lobby. Frowning at the strange words, Darien shrugged and continued to watch over his meatball head. To be honest she was scaring him a bit. Not once while she was briefly awake did she yell at him to calling her meatball head. She must be sick!

Worriedly glancing around the room, Darien mentally counted the number of fatal illnesses she could have. Listing them off, Darien resisted the urge to bundle Serena up and rush her to the hospital. He wasn't so sure they would admit her based on the 'she isn't upset with me calling her meatball head' disease. Throwing himself into a nearby chair, Darien sighed. He was in for a long couple of days.

Phew, there is it! That was a kind of easy one. I'm still thinking about where to take this; I do know one thing though: Serena and Darien will end up together!

I'm gonna try and get a chapter a night out (if I can) it all depends on if my Sister needs the laptop for school, or if I can nick it!

I'm gonna include a short conversation me and my crush had today, just cause it made me laugh!

Me: ugh I'll call you back
Sammy: You don't have a job for me yet?
Me: Ah, no. You're going too fast for us to keep up.
Sammy: If this were an efficient office, there would be a couple of jobs already lined up.
Me: I'm not even going to answer that.
Sammy: I know you won't.
Me: I'm just gonna sit here and click my mouse, then when you get back, I'll throw something at you.
Sammy: laughs I look forward to it.

I suppose I should add that I work for a Plumbing firm, and Sammy is one of the plumbers…

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Cheers, BeraMoon!