Blueeyeddevil06 thanks for editing this and helping me with reworking it. Reposted 11/30/2020

For Darien, the morning had started like any other. He got up at his normal time, at five thirty, and drank a cup of coffee while eating breakfast. He read the news for an hour. He then showered, brushed his teeth, and dressed in clothes he had picked out the day before. He grabbed his wallet and his keys. Darien was ready to go by seven thirty to go and have coffee at the Arcade. It was his Saturday routine. He sat at the counter drinking his second cup of coffee of the day while his friend worked.

He opened his front door, and that was when his whole day went off the rails. Right in front of his door was an unconscious girl. He looked around to see if anyone was with her and noticed the hall was completely silent. He checked her pulse, and it was fine. He then checked for any obvious injuries. He didn't want to move her if it would only end up making it worse. He determined that he couldn't find any sign of physical trauma. He then sniffed her breath, no alcohol.

He bent down to pick her up. He remembered to lift with his legs, so he wouldn't hurt his back. He carried her through his front door and kicked it shut. He walked over to the couch, gently setting her down. He made sure to place her head on the pillow, and then he went on to situate her. He took off her shoes and placed a blanket over her. He then moved her considerable amount of blond hair out of her face.

That was when the, now strange, day got even stranger. He knew her. Well, he didn't really know her, but he had dreamed of her before. She was the exact copy of the beautiful woman from his dreams that cried out for him every night to save her.

Now he didn't know what to do. He felt compelled to keep her with him. And really, what was he going to say? He couldn't say he found her on his doorstep, and she was unconscious. Well, actually that is exactly what he could do. Why didn't he want to? He picked up his phone to call Andrew. He didn't make the call.

She shifted slightly, and it looked like she was sleeping. She was stunning. He knew when she opened her eyes, they would be a beautiful blue.

He jumped when his phone rang in his hand.

Andrew said, "Oh, good. You aren't dead. When you didn't show up at the usual time, I got worried."

"Um… Any chance you could come over to my place? I have something unusual here." Darien said.

"We aren't really busy this morning. My sister can cover for me."

Darien was startled that it was that easy, "No questions asked?"

"You're the most level headed person I know. If you need me for something, it's serious, and I'm coming." He hung up the phone.

Not long later, Andrew was staring at the girl. He asked, "So you found her on your doorstep?"

"Yup."

"And THAT is exactly what your dream girl looks like?"

"Down to the freckle."

Andrew looked at him in alarm.

Darien rolled his eyes, "That one on her hand."

"So, what are you going to do?" Andrew asked in amazement.

Just then, the woman woke up and stared at them both. She smiled up at them and rolled to her back. She yawned and said, "Endymion, who is that with you?"

They stared at her. Darien finally asked, "Who is Endymion?"

She looked at him funny and said, "You are." She then pointed at Andrew, "But, who is that?"

Andrew looked nervous and said, "Um… I'm his best friend Andrew." He was happy he didn't slip and say Darien.

"I don't remember you, but you're cute." She smiled up at him.

Darien fidgeted. He didn't like her assessment of his friend.

She rolled her eyes playfully and said, "Don't worry, Endymion. I haven't forgotten that I'm your wife."

"Wife?!" Darien squeaked out.

She narrowed her eyes and said, "Wait, where am I, and why are you dressed funny?"

"You're in my apartment, and this is how I normally dress." He replied. He was getting a sinking feeling. This beautiful woman was crazy.

"No, that horrible woman! She did this!" She grew agitated.

"Who?"

"Beryl. She tried to banish me to a future without you. I was worried she succeeded. I'm glad you got here too." She stood and kissed his cheek.

He liked it, he really did. It made guilt settle low in his gut. She wasn't really his, and he needed to tell her. "My name isn't Endymion. I'm Darien. You have me confused for someone else."

She shook her head, and her hair bounced with her. "No, I would know you anywhere. You're my soulmate. I can't mistake anyone else for you."

He desperately wanted that to be true. He wanted to be loved that much.

Andrew decided to help him out, "What's your name? I never learned it."

"Serenity," she replied.

"It's nice to meet you Serenity. I'm afraid my friend is telling the truth. His name is Darien, not Endymion." He said, trying to be helpful.

Her eyes welled up with tears, and she looked up at Darien. "She made you forget me?" A few tears spilled out and ran down her face. She swiped at them and straightened her back. She then stood and raised her chin. "I'm sorry to bother you then. I'll just go and… I'll figure it out when I get there."

She tried to step around Darien, but he stepped in her path, "You can only go if you tell me where you are headed. You said you're from the past. You can't just wander around." He worried she had a head injury he had missed. She was obviously confused.

She shook her head, "I'm quite capable of figuring this out on my own. I'm not some damsel in need of rescuing." She walked past them.

Andrew called out. "You can't go."

"Are you detaining me? If you aren't, then you can't stop me." She marched out of the apartment door and shut it.

Andrew looked panicked, "You can't let her go!"

"What can I do?" He asked.

"Play along with her delusion. She won't be safe on her own. You can take her to the hospital, or the police station." He replied worriedly.

Darien nodded, ran out the door, and took the elevator down to the lobby to look for her.

Meanwhile, she was huddled up in the stairwell, crying. She didn't know how to work a lot of things in the building, but she could handle the stairs. What she couldn't handle was every step she took away from Endymion. He didn't remember their love or even her. It devastated her to see the complete lack of recognition in his eyes.

As she wept, she heard Andrew open the door and then say to no one, "I found her. She's in the stairwell. One floor down from yours."

She heard a response out of nowhere. "I'll be right there."

Then she saw Endymion, no Darien, running up to her. He said, "Please come back to my apartment. You shouldn't be sitting in the stairwell, crying."

She looked up into his perfect eyes and said, "No." She stood and discovered that even though each step away from him hurt, she was strong enough to do it. She walked away from him with her head held high and tears running down her cheeks. She was glad that her back was to him so that he couldn't see her cry.

He ran down the stairs after her and pulled her arm for her to face him. His face crumpled when he saw her tears. "I dream of you at night. I didn't know your name. You call out to me to save you."

She dried her tears and looked up at him. "But, you don't remember me."

"I would like to. Help me." He admitted. He felt guilty that Andrew believed he was just playing along with her delusions. He had found himself hoping she was right, and that he was crazy. "Please, come up to my apartment. We can talk there."

She nodded and took a step back up the stairs. It had gotten a lot easier once she was walking beside him.

Once he got her up to his place, he considered telling Andrew to leave. He had invited him though and didn't want to be rude. He didn't want Andrew witnessing him fall more and more for this girl.

Andrew asked her if she would like a drink of water. He knew she must be thirsty. She nodded, and he went to get her a glass of water. He mused that he was always trying to serve people.

When he was out of the room, Darien took advantage of his absence and looked into her beautiful eyes. He felt drawn to her. "I don't know what this hold you have over me is." He admitted.

"We are soulmates, married at a time when you could bond two souls together for eternity." She whispered. "At least, it's supposed to work that way."

"I meant it when I said I dream of you every night." He told her, trying to give her something that she wanted. Something to hold onto.

"Is that enough for you? I want your whole heart. I adore you with everything in me. I'm part of the same being that you are. We are one. I want more than your dreams. I need your love. If you can't give me that, you have to let me go."

She stepped back away from him, and he snapped. He grabbed her and pulled her to his lips, kissing her. Two seconds after the kiss, he fell to his knees, screaming. Andrew rushed in the room and ran to his side. Serenity was already down and supporting him.

When his screams stopped, he looked up into her eyes and said, "Serenity, it's you!" He stood up and swept her into his arms. "My memories were locked away inside of my head. The kiss broke Beryl's spell."

This time, she was crying tears of joy. "Endymion, I love you!"

He kissed her again. "I love you too, my dearest Serenity."

Andrew was completely confused. "Anyone want to explain to me what just happened?"

Darien looked him in the eyes, "An evil woman tried to tear us apart. She captured Serenity, and I died trying to save her. I'm guessing I was reincarnated into this time." He looked at Serenity, "What spell did Beryl use on you?"

"One to send me forward to a future without you." She smiled up at him, "Apparently, it didn't work. She was messing with power she didn't understand. I'm glad it failed."

Darien kissed her passionately and Andrew shifted. "Um, I'm going to show myself out. I'm still not sure what really happened here. Well, I get that you are pleased."

Darien chuckled, "Very pleased."

Andrew left and Darien fixed his gaze on Serenity. "Wife, it's so good to have you back." He pulled her close. He then kissed down her neck and grabbed her ass. "I want you so much."

She pulled back and smiled at him, "Show me the way to our bedroom. I want you too." She smirked, "Which name do you want to hear me scream out in passion?"

"Darien. I want to hear you say Darien. I've spent so many lonely years here. I want to hear my name used in passion. Something was always missing in my life. I felt empty, and I didn't even know it was because I was missing you."

"Darien, I love you." She slid her dress off her shoulders and let it drop to the floor. "You're all I've ever wanted."

He picked her up and carried her to their bed. He then slid off her panties, bra, and smiled. "I plan on driving you wild."

She smirked, "That's something you have always been good at. The things you do to me. I need you so much."

He closed his eyes, "Serenity, you have no idea what my life has been like here. To hear that you love me and need me, it's everything to me."

"Let's erase all of that loneliness. You won't ever be lonely again. I won't ever let you go."

Darien stripped off his clothes and laid on top of her being careful not to crush her. "I love the feeling of your body pressed to mine. I love you so damn much." He kissed her and rubbed himself up against her. "You have no idea what it means to have you here."

She smiled up at him, "Of course I do. You're everything to me too. We're not whole when we're apart." She gave him a sultry smile. "So, come together with me already."

Darien's hand shook as he reached down to run his hand through the folds of her pussy. His adrenaline was coursing through him. His wife was laying under him. He wanted her so desperately. "You're so wet already."

"Of course I am. I'm always wet when you touch me. My body reacts to you all on its own. It knows I am going to be washed in pleasure. You always make it incredible for me."

He thrust into her. He would take his time later. Now, he needed to be inside of her. He had been waiting for her for so long. He looked in her eyes and realized that her desires matched with his. They needed to feel the same connection.

He began thrusting into her and loved the feeling of how tight and wet she was. He concentrated on remembering what she liked. It was helping him last longer. He changed angles, and she called out his name, Darien. He lost it. He was right. He needed to hear her call out that name in pleasure. He began thrusting harder. He couldn't hold himself back. He snapped his hips harder and drove himself into her harder and harder. He felt himself getting close. He frantically reached down and played with her clit. He just managed to make her orgasm as his release hit him. He emptied himself deep into her and felt her milk him dry. He rode out their orgasms and collapsed next to her on the bed.

Serenity smiled at him and said, "That was amazing. I love it when you lose control. It makes me feel irresistible." She kissed his sweaty brow. "I love you so much."

"I love you too." He couldn't believe how she was still so perfect for him. She was exactly what he needed.

Later, Andrew came back. He was trying to wrap his head around what happened with Serenity. The moment he walked into the apartment, he realized it didn't matter if it sounded probable. Darien wasn't just smiling. He looked relaxed and genuinely happy for the first time. Andrew turned to Serenity and said, "I'm so happy to know you. I have a feeling we'll be great friends."