Blueeyeddevil06 thank you for being my beta and not being overwhelmed when I send you a lot of chapters for different things at once. Love You!

Darien stood there in the doorway at the arcade and stared at Serena. She was laughing and talking with a boy, and he hated it! One week ago, they had defeated the Negaverse, and he'd just discovered she was the princess from his dreams and his fated love. She sacrificed herself and saved everyone. But now, she didn't remember him, and he was left remembering their love on his own.

He reluctantly went to his normal seat at the counter to order coffee. Before he even sat down, Andrew placed his drink on the counter and looked at him with empathy. "Don't worry, she's not interested in him."

Darien looked at him in shock. "How do you know?"

"Your feelings or hers?"

He snorted. "Both, honestly." Darien then took a sip of his coffee.

Andrew wiped down the counter so he wasn't looking right at Darien. What he was going to say would make him uncomfortable enough, so he wanted to give him a bit of space. "When you walked in and saw them together, you looked... broken." He paused and continued on. "As far as Serena, her smile isn't reaching her eyes."

Darien sighed and took another sip. "That doesn't mean anything."

"Of course it does. Do you think Serena wouldn't be able to really smile at a man she was interested in? She's always happy." Andrew paused and focused on Serena. Darien watched him scowl. "I'll be right back." He threw down his towel on the counter.

Darien turned, watching Andrew march over to Serena and the boy and grab the kid and yank him out of his seat. "No, means you don't try to touch her." He then walked him out of the arcade and pushed him out the door. He wanted to cheer for Andrew.

He watched Serena leap out of her seat and run to Andrew. "Thank you. I was so uncomfortable!" She beamed up at him. "You're the best big brother!"

"I'm not really your brother." He smiled fondly at her.

She shrugged. "You are now. You protected me like one." She narrowed her eyes at him in mock seriousness and then smiled, "You aren't secretly in love with me, are you? I'd hate to friendzone anyone so badly."

"Ha! No, I'll be your big brother. Just let me know if anyone else gives you any problems." He then headed back to fill peoples' drinks.

She skipped up to the counter and sat next to Darien. "Well, the good part about that is now I don't have to talk to him anymore."

"I thought you were laughing with him when I walked in."

She shook her head, "No, he thinks he's funny. He really isn't. I was being kind and trying to laugh along with him."

"Not everyone has my wit." He joked.

Serena laughed. "No, they don't, Darien. You're one of a kind." She then yawned.

"Aren't you getting enough sleep?"

"I don't sleep well. Don't worry about it." She then hopped off the stool, gathered her things, and left the arcade.

The next week, Serena tossed her bag on the table at the Crown Arcade and flopped in the booth. She then put her arms on the table and rested her head on them. She was exhausted. Her nightmares just wouldn't stop, and she woke up with silent tears coursing down her cheeks multiple times a night for the last two weeks. The nightmare was always vague and hazy. She could make out a huge battle and the outline of a man she loved. All of a sudden, she would know that he was dead, and death was all around her. The only clear part of the dream was when she would grab his dropped sword and fall on it, impaling herself and dying. And that was when she'd wake up with tears running down her cheeks.

Her eyes started to drift shut, and she relaxed. As uncomfortable as this position was, she was so incredibly tired. She drifted off to sleep and into her perpetual nightmare.

Darien heard Serena enter the arcade and sit down so loudly he was sure they could hear her across town. He rolled his eyes and focused back on his studies. Eventually, he looked over and laughed. She'd fallen asleep. He stood to go and give her a hard time. He walked over and slid into the seat across from her.

"Serena." That didn't get a response so he leaned forward to look at her, and he was shocked. She was completely asleep and yet tears were streaming down her face. He shook her to try and wake her, but it didn't work. He shook her harder, and she still didn't respond. "Serena! Wake up!" Nothing. He lightly slapped her cheek a few times.

He stood and went over to her side of the table and pulled her towards him, gently shaking her. "Serena, you need to stop messing with me. Please, wake up." He was concerned as he watched her face pinch in pain, and finally, her eyes fluttered open.

"Are you okay?! What just happened? You're crying, and I couldn't wake you up!" Darien looked at her in concern.

Serena wiped the tears off her face quickly. She was mortified that Darien saw them, and she blushed. She couldn't form a sentence. She'd just died in her dream, again, and woke up to Darien staring at her with panic in his tone. "I'm… I'm fine. It was just a bad dream."

"I figured that. I couldn't wake you up though. What happened?"

"Oh, well…. I'm… I'm awake now." She didn't know what to say. She couldn't tell him that she never woke up before she killed herself in her nightmare. That would sound too weird. "I'm fine."

"I should have been able to wake you. You're not fine." He huffed and noticed the bags under her eyes. "You haven't been getting enough sleep, either. I can tell."

"Don't worry about me. I'll be fine, really."

"Of course I'm going to worry about you!"

"Why?"

"Because I do!" He huffed and grabbed her bag. "Follow me. I'm taking you to the doctor!"

"No! You can't force me!"

"Dammit, don't make it sound weird." He huffed. "Fine, come to my apartment." He kept her bag and packed his things. He looked at Andrew. "This is for my coffee. Thank you."

She reluctantly followed him out.

He got her to his apartment and said, "Please, tell me what happened. I couldn't wake you, Serena. That's not okay."

She blushed and shook her head. "I don't think you were trying hard enough. I can be difficult-"

"Trust me. I was desperately trying to get you to wake up. You were crying. I wouldn't leave you in a nightmare like that. You need to trust me."

"Why?" She looked up at him with uncertainty in her eyes.

He couldn't take it anymore. Two weeks without her was torture. He had to trust that their love was fated and that she had some feelings for him. He looked into her eyes and brought a hand to the back of her head. He then slowly lowered his head to kiss her. When their lips touched, he felt alive for the first time in two weeks. He deepened the kiss and pulled her close.

He pulled back and rested his forehead against hers. "Please, tell me what happened. Trust me with whatever it is."

She hummed out a happy sound and closed her eyes, "For two weeks, I've been having the same nightmare. There's a huge battle and people are dying around me. The man I love is there holding my hand, and he dies trying to save me. I pick up his sword and fall on it. I never wake up before I die in my nightmare. That was why you couldn't wake me up. I know I sound crazy…."

He pulled her close and held her. "You aren't crazy, my love. You're perfect." As much as he hated that she went through it, he was glad her mind was trying to get her to remember them.

"Your love?" She pulled her head back and looked into his eyes.

He nodded. "Yes." He then kissed her again passionately. His hands slid over her body and under her shirt. He wanted to feel her. To touch her and assure himself she was really there. He then pulled off her shirt and went back to kissing her. His hands went up and grasped her breasts. "I need you so much."

Serena felt a deep desire flare in her belly. He'd taken her shirt off and began touching her breasts. Somehow, it wasn't enough even though it was further than she had ever been with a man. Heck, the kiss was further than she'd been. She moaned, arched her back, and pressed her breasts into his hands. He took the hint, pulled down the cups of her bra, and pinched her nipples. She reached back, unhooked her bra, and tossed it. "Touch me more. I want…"

He couldn't believe how it felt to have her tell him that. He kissed her hard and grabbed her breasts. They were huge and amazing.

"Sex."

He looked at her in shock. "What?"

She didn't even blush. "I want to have sex with you. Please. Something in me is desperate for you. I don't care how it makes me sound. I'm on the pill. Please. I need you to make love to me." Something in her was screaming at her to have him claim her. Own her. Make her his completely.

Darien didn't respond with words. He stripped off his shirt and dropped it. He locked eyes with her and pulled off her skirt and panties. He then looked at her naked body. "Serena, you are absolutely beautiful." He then pulled off his pants and boxers and carried her to his bed.

He laid her down, kissed her, and touched her pussy. She was so wet for him. He then pushed his hard cock in her, and they were one. He waited for her to adjust to him, and he began thrusting into her. He reveled in her soft warm skin. She smelled so sweet. He then began thrusting into her hard. She moaned out at her orgasm, and he thrust hard three more times and spilled himself in her.

She was panting out her breath, and she cuddled into his arms. "Thank you. I needed that."

He chuckled. "Not as much as I did. Serena, that was incredible. You're amazing."

He held her, and they drifted off to sleep, sated. This time, when Serena dreamt, she stood on the Moon in a time of peace. Her mother was there. "You'll remember now my daughter. Your hearts are so entwined, you're never supposed to forget."

She woke up and Darien was staring at her. She caressed his face and said, "Endymion."

His eyes lit up with so much joy, and he rolled her onto her back. "I'm not done with you, my love."

"I love you too."

He then thrust into her and spent the night making love to the most precious woman of two lifetimes.