Sailor Moon Fan Fiction ❯ Don't Take the Girl ❯ Chapter 3 ( Chapter 3 )
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By: drama81 
Anime/Manga: Sailor Moon Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Drama / Romance | Type: Songfic | Uploaded On: 10.08.2001 | Updated On: 01.25.2002 | Pages: 2 | Words: 1.4K | Visits: 300 | Status: Completed
Anime/Manga: Sailor Moon Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Drama / Romance | Type: Songfic | Uploaded On: 10.08.2001 | Updated On: 01.25.2002 | Pages: 2 | Words: 1.4K | Visits: 300 | Status: Completed
Don't Take the Girl
by: drama81
*Disclaimer: All standard disclaimers apply, now and forever.
Chapter 3
Darien walked into the apartment he shared with his wife of two years. Serena walked into the room, well into her third trimester of pregnancy. "Hi honey, how was your day?" she asked.
"It was very good. Money won't be as big of a problem anymore, I got the promotion today," he said giving Serena a hug.
"Oh Darien, that's wonderful. I'm so happy for you," she said.
"Thanks, now how's the baby," he asked.
"Doing great. The doctor said it would be any day now, and I for one am ready," Serena said.
"I know you are. Have I told you lately, that I love you more than anything?" he said.
"Just four times this morning, twice at lunch, three times when you called this afternoon, and oh yeah now," Serena said giggling.
"Well I only say it becuase it's true," Darien said.
"Go ahead, and wash up, dinner will be ready in a moment," Serena said.
After a while the couple went on to bed. Sometime around 2:30 am a sharp pain woke Serena up. "Darien, wake up, it's time. Ughh," Serena said as another contraction hit.
Darien roused at hearing those words. He quickly got dressed and grabbed his keys. He helped his wife into his car and quickly got into the driver's seat.
Within twenty minutes Darien was at the hospital and bringing Serena in. He stopped at the nurse station to try and speed things along. "Hello, we need a doctor now," Darien said.
"What is the problem," the nurse said, looking up from her computer.
"My wife has gone into labor," he said.
"Alright, just a moment please. Here while you wait, why don't you fill out these forms. I promise it will only take a minute," the nurse said. "Paging Dr. Brenshaw, paging Dr. Brenshaw. Come to the front desk immediately Dr. Brenshaw."
After another agonizing twenty minutes Darien handed back the completed forms, all fifteen pages of them (A/N: I'm not sure how many papers there really are, so just look at this as a little bit of comic relief). "Excuse me, but do you know where they took my wife?" he asked the nurse.
"She's in room 415," the nurse said, never taking her eyes off the computer.
As Darien took off towards the elevator, he cast a quick glance back at the nurse to see she was looking at some web site that had comics on it. 'I wonder what she would do if a major emergency came up. Heaven forbid that she actually have to do some work,' he thought sourly while waiting for the elevator.
"That's right, Serena. Just breathe now," a nurse said.
"Forget breathing, where is Darien?" Serena said between clenched teeth.
"I'm sure he's on his way, now breathe like the lamaze class taught you," the nurse said soothingly.
"I don't want to breathe dammit. I want my husband, NOW!" Serena said as the contraction ended on a painful note.
The door opened up anmd the doctor walked in. "How far along is she?" he asked.
"She's almost ready, she at eight now," the nurse replied.
"Very good, how are you doing Serena?" he asked.
"I hurt, I'm tired, and I want my husband," Serena said.
"Well, the first two are normal, and as far as you husband goes, he should be here any time now," the doctor said.
The door opened and Darien walked in. He quickly walked over to Serena. "I'm sorry, but that nurse down stairs had all that paper work," he said.
"Sorry about that, but this hospital's policies are outrageous," the doctor said as he extended his hand. "Dr. Brenshaw."
"Darien Shields," Darien said shaking the man's hand. "How is she doing?"
"I believe her exact words were 'I hurt, I'm tired, and I want my husband,'" Dr. Brenshaw said.
"That sounds like Serena," Darien said.
"Dr. Brenshaw, it's time. She is at ten now," the nurse said.
"Alright let's go," Dr. Brenshaw said. "Darien, you're welcome to join us in the delivery room. We have a lot of fathers who do."
The group went to the delivery room and got to work. Darien, for the most part, stood back and watched as his child was being born. One hour later the doctor walked up to Darien.
"Congratulations, it's a boy..." Brenshaw began.
"Doctor, we need you now!" a nurse called.
Brenshaw rushed back to Serena, then at Darien. He nearly ran to the man. "We need you to leave immediately. There have been some...complications we didn't see until now. We are going to have to perform surgery. You can wait in the waiting room, but you must leave here immediately," Brenshaw said escorting Darien out.
As soon as he was in the waiting room, not sure of anything else to do, Darien fell to his knees and prayed. "God, please don't take her from me. If you do, I don't know if I can go on. I need her, take me please. Take my breath away, take the heart from my chest, if it will help. I will take her place, for life without her would be unbearable. Please, God, just don't take the girl."
He didn't know how long he had been praying, but the doctor came up to him and tapped him on the shoulder. Darien looked up into the eyes of the man. He knew something was wrong from the look the man was giving him.
"Mr. Shields, I have good news and bad news. The good news is that your new son is perfectly healthy. The bad news..." Brenshaw began.
"Don't you tell me that Serena is gone. If you do, I don't know what I'll do," Darien said.
"She isn't gone. At least, not yet. I've done everything I could, I'm so very sorry. If you believe nothing else, believe that," Brenshaw said.
"Where is she?" Darien said, fighting back tears.
"Room 415, like before," Brenshaw said.
Darien ran off from the doctor and into the room where Serena layed. "Darien is that...is that you?" Serena asked weakly.
"Yes, it's me," he answered.
He went to her side and grabbed her hand. He gently squeezed it, and she squeezed back. "How is the baby?" she asked.
"He's fine. What do you want to name him?" Darien responded.
"Jeremy Thomas Shields," she said hoarsly.
"That sounds great. Have I told you lately that I love you more than anything in the world?" Darien said as a few tears rolled down his face.
"Only four times this morning, twice...twice at lunch, three times when you called this afternoon, five tonight, oh and right now," she said smiling.
"I only say that because it's true," Darien said, more tears spilling forth.
"I love you too, honey," Serena said as a couple tears ran down her cheeks.
With that Serena closed her eyes. After a moment the EKG flat lined. Darien stared at her and set her hand down as he cried as he had never done before.
Looking at her he started to recall all their good times. He remembered their wedding, he with his five groomsmen, and her with her five best friends. Andrew had served as his best man, while Molly had served as Serena's maid of honor. That day had been the best day of Darien's life and he knew it.
He didn't know why, but his thoughts traveled back to five years before, when a man had burst into a theater and held Serena hostage. Though it had been very hard on the both of them, they came out of the ordeal alive, and engaged. Even after five years Darien couldn't believe that she had said yes.
His thought finally went back to fifteen years ago. He thought of how their friendship had truly began with a fishing trip. He hated the fact that he had almost killed her then. All of their ordeal over something simple as his father's attention. He knew that was the moment that he had started to fall for Serena, and to think he was only eight years old.
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That's it. This is the final chapter, I'll be doing a quick epilogue so I'm not quite finished with this story yet. Just for the records, no I don't hate Serena, this is just a very sad song and I hope I've portrayed that in this story. Well until next time, ja ne.
by: drama81
*Disclaimer: All standard disclaimers apply, now and forever.
Chapter 3
Darien walked into the apartment he shared with his wife of two years. Serena walked into the room, well into her third trimester of pregnancy. "Hi honey, how was your day?" she asked.
"It was very good. Money won't be as big of a problem anymore, I got the promotion today," he said giving Serena a hug.
"Oh Darien, that's wonderful. I'm so happy for you," she said.
"Thanks, now how's the baby," he asked.
"Doing great. The doctor said it would be any day now, and I for one am ready," Serena said.
"I know you are. Have I told you lately, that I love you more than anything?" he said.
"Just four times this morning, twice at lunch, three times when you called this afternoon, and oh yeah now," Serena said giggling.
"Well I only say it becuase it's true," Darien said.
"Go ahead, and wash up, dinner will be ready in a moment," Serena said.
After a while the couple went on to bed. Sometime around 2:30 am a sharp pain woke Serena up. "Darien, wake up, it's time. Ughh," Serena said as another contraction hit.
Darien roused at hearing those words. He quickly got dressed and grabbed his keys. He helped his wife into his car and quickly got into the driver's seat.
Within twenty minutes Darien was at the hospital and bringing Serena in. He stopped at the nurse station to try and speed things along. "Hello, we need a doctor now," Darien said.
"What is the problem," the nurse said, looking up from her computer.
"My wife has gone into labor," he said.
"Alright, just a moment please. Here while you wait, why don't you fill out these forms. I promise it will only take a minute," the nurse said. "Paging Dr. Brenshaw, paging Dr. Brenshaw. Come to the front desk immediately Dr. Brenshaw."
After another agonizing twenty minutes Darien handed back the completed forms, all fifteen pages of them (A/N: I'm not sure how many papers there really are, so just look at this as a little bit of comic relief). "Excuse me, but do you know where they took my wife?" he asked the nurse.
"She's in room 415," the nurse said, never taking her eyes off the computer.
As Darien took off towards the elevator, he cast a quick glance back at the nurse to see she was looking at some web site that had comics on it. 'I wonder what she would do if a major emergency came up. Heaven forbid that she actually have to do some work,' he thought sourly while waiting for the elevator.
"That's right, Serena. Just breathe now," a nurse said.
"Forget breathing, where is Darien?" Serena said between clenched teeth.
"I'm sure he's on his way, now breathe like the lamaze class taught you," the nurse said soothingly.
"I don't want to breathe dammit. I want my husband, NOW!" Serena said as the contraction ended on a painful note.
The door opened up anmd the doctor walked in. "How far along is she?" he asked.
"She's almost ready, she at eight now," the nurse replied.
"Very good, how are you doing Serena?" he asked.
"I hurt, I'm tired, and I want my husband," Serena said.
"Well, the first two are normal, and as far as you husband goes, he should be here any time now," the doctor said.
The door opened and Darien walked in. He quickly walked over to Serena. "I'm sorry, but that nurse down stairs had all that paper work," he said.
"Sorry about that, but this hospital's policies are outrageous," the doctor said as he extended his hand. "Dr. Brenshaw."
"Darien Shields," Darien said shaking the man's hand. "How is she doing?"
"I believe her exact words were 'I hurt, I'm tired, and I want my husband,'" Dr. Brenshaw said.
"That sounds like Serena," Darien said.
"Dr. Brenshaw, it's time. She is at ten now," the nurse said.
"Alright let's go," Dr. Brenshaw said. "Darien, you're welcome to join us in the delivery room. We have a lot of fathers who do."
The group went to the delivery room and got to work. Darien, for the most part, stood back and watched as his child was being born. One hour later the doctor walked up to Darien.
"Congratulations, it's a boy..." Brenshaw began.
"Doctor, we need you now!" a nurse called.
Brenshaw rushed back to Serena, then at Darien. He nearly ran to the man. "We need you to leave immediately. There have been some...complications we didn't see until now. We are going to have to perform surgery. You can wait in the waiting room, but you must leave here immediately," Brenshaw said escorting Darien out.
As soon as he was in the waiting room, not sure of anything else to do, Darien fell to his knees and prayed. "God, please don't take her from me. If you do, I don't know if I can go on. I need her, take me please. Take my breath away, take the heart from my chest, if it will help. I will take her place, for life without her would be unbearable. Please, God, just don't take the girl."
He didn't know how long he had been praying, but the doctor came up to him and tapped him on the shoulder. Darien looked up into the eyes of the man. He knew something was wrong from the look the man was giving him.
"Mr. Shields, I have good news and bad news. The good news is that your new son is perfectly healthy. The bad news..." Brenshaw began.
"Don't you tell me that Serena is gone. If you do, I don't know what I'll do," Darien said.
"She isn't gone. At least, not yet. I've done everything I could, I'm so very sorry. If you believe nothing else, believe that," Brenshaw said.
"Where is she?" Darien said, fighting back tears.
"Room 415, like before," Brenshaw said.
Darien ran off from the doctor and into the room where Serena layed. "Darien is that...is that you?" Serena asked weakly.
"Yes, it's me," he answered.
He went to her side and grabbed her hand. He gently squeezed it, and she squeezed back. "How is the baby?" she asked.
"He's fine. What do you want to name him?" Darien responded.
"Jeremy Thomas Shields," she said hoarsly.
"That sounds great. Have I told you lately that I love you more than anything in the world?" Darien said as a few tears rolled down his face.
"Only four times this morning, twice...twice at lunch, three times when you called this afternoon, five tonight, oh and right now," she said smiling.
"I only say that because it's true," Darien said, more tears spilling forth.
"I love you too, honey," Serena said as a couple tears ran down her cheeks.
With that Serena closed her eyes. After a moment the EKG flat lined. Darien stared at her and set her hand down as he cried as he had never done before.
Looking at her he started to recall all their good times. He remembered their wedding, he with his five groomsmen, and her with her five best friends. Andrew had served as his best man, while Molly had served as Serena's maid of honor. That day had been the best day of Darien's life and he knew it.
He didn't know why, but his thoughts traveled back to five years before, when a man had burst into a theater and held Serena hostage. Though it had been very hard on the both of them, they came out of the ordeal alive, and engaged. Even after five years Darien couldn't believe that she had said yes.
His thought finally went back to fifteen years ago. He thought of how their friendship had truly began with a fishing trip. He hated the fact that he had almost killed her then. All of their ordeal over something simple as his father's attention. He knew that was the moment that he had started to fall for Serena, and to think he was only eight years old.
*******
That's it. This is the final chapter, I'll be doing a quick epilogue so I'm not quite finished with this story yet. Just for the records, no I don't hate Serena, this is just a very sad song and I hope I've portrayed that in this story. Well until next time, ja ne.