Most of this has actually been laying dormant in my computer since two weeks after I first uploaded the story. I apologise for not updating sooner, but for some reason ... every time I opened the document, I just couldn't write! I've checked over it very briefly, and added the ending basically about ten minutes ago, but yeah, please don't shout too much!

"Take my strong advice: just remember to always think twice."

The night sky was creeping into their minds and her shallowed breathing was nothing to be overlooked as he let go of her wrist.

But as soon as he glanced at her, a soft noise could be heard, and glancing around them, Serena and Darien found themselves surrounded by men, all dressed in black, pointing guns at the twosome's hearts.

"Mr Shields, I believe you have something that belongs to us."

The voice came from a man with bright coloured hair, a very fragile frame, and he was the only man there not hiding his face or carrying a gun.

"I have the money, if that is what you're referring to, Diamond?" Darien asked casually, tapping his briefcase and glancing around the circle.

However Diamond's gaze was now focused on the blonde stood beside his opponent.

"Miss Anderson," Diamond said softly. "Long time, no business."

"The pleasure was all mine," Serena drawled. "I do believe we don't have time for a catch up though."

"And why is that?" Diamond asked, gesturing with his hand to his men to drop their gun positions.

"The police should be here any minute," Darien answered sharply, stepping forward to conceal Serena slightly. "You see, someone in the bar must have known this was going on, and seeing that all of you are armed, it seems you would not be able to slither out of this one."

"You bastard," Diamond hissed.

Darien raised an eyebrow. "Here's the money," he said carelessly, handing over the briefcase to Diamond. "I would suggest that you get out of here quickly."

Diamond took the briefcase, and, annoyed, the advice too. "Back to base," he said angrily to the henchmen.

They had disappeared into an alley without any further trouble, apart from Diamond's look of disgust at his two fellow criminals.

"Let's go," Serena whispered quickly, walking around Darien in the opposite direction that Diamond had left. "And don't try to dominate me next time."

Darien smirk and followed immediately, a hand resting on her hip.

"What deal did you do with him?" Serena asked.

"Let's just say a certain stocks owner is going to find that his bank account is slightly less secure than it was," Darien answered, unable to defeat his grin.

They were walking in silence for five minutes, heartbeats both racing at the thought of what the night held for them. The almost silent clack of her heels kept his head on the ball, and he was struggling not to simply pull her into the nearest run down flat they could find.

This thought seemed to be coursing through her too, but she seemingly could not fight it.

She stopped walking, making his arm hit her in the back. "Here," she whispered, leaning up on her toes to reach his lips.

Darien's mind made no logical thought as he kissed her back, lips running over hers so smoothly. Serena's hands were pressed against his chest, her fingers curling against his softly rising chest. His hands wandered down to her behind to pull her closer.

A howling screech could be heard through the night, breaking their kiss as a police car could be heard.

Serena breathed in sharply. "Shit," she hissed.

Darien could sense her panic. Letting go of her, he swivelled around and saw that the police car was not there yet. He grimaced and pushed open a door with rotting red paint attached to a run down building.

"In here," Darien said quietly, glancing at Serena.

"They'll find us," Serena said, but nonetheless went inside.

Darien followed her quickly, shutting the door behind them.

They were greeted with the smell of stale cigarettes and alcohol. Serena wrinkled her nose, and tried to ignore the sound of dripping coming from the next room. Darien walked further in, spotting a staircase.

"What is this place?" Serena asked.

"It's an abandoned flat lot," Darien answered instantly, searching around.

"It's disgusting," Serena said, trailing a finger down the wall next to her and leaving grime on her fingertip.

"Well, we can't just stand here, they'll find us," Darien said, kicking a cardboard box out of his way as he headed for the stairs.

Serena nodded and followed him, a hand grabbing the back of his blazer.

Darien put one foot on the first step and after checking it was safe, continued to walk up, Serena always a couple of steps behind.

After what seemed ages steadily making their way up the stairs, Serena leaned against a wall where the wallpaper was ripped.

Darien stood near her, leaning against the banister for support. He looked up at Serena and saw her eyes staring outside of the window, while wisps of her hair had fallen out of the clip she was wearing and were now floating around her face.

Her lips were parted, as they were during the kiss.

"Why are you looking at me like that, Shields?" Serena asked sharply.

Darien pushed himself away from the banister and crossed the small space between them so that he was invading her privacy. "You didn't mind me looking at you like that before."

Serena rolled her eyes, but still gulped. "Th-that was because..." she whispered softly, "Because..."

"Because?" Darien asked, his lips meeting hers in a soft brush.

Serena felt her body heat up quickly, eyes looking straight into his. "Here?" she asked.

"Why not?" Darien asked, kissing her feverishly.

Serena's hands instantly coiled around his neck, while his fingertips undid the buttons of her shirt.

He could feel heat wrap around them, her shirt falling off her, revealing a white lace bra, his hands running over her breasts while she pushed off his blazer.

Darien pushed his body against hers, pulling down her trousers and grabbing her behind to raise her legs up around his waist.

"Condom?" she asked in between hot kisses.

Darien pulled out the foil wrapper from a pocket in his trousers.

Ring! Ring! Ring!

Serena broke off from another kiss and pulled out a flip phone from her bra. A growl rumbled in Darien's throat as he kissed along her collarbone.

"Ignore it," he said in between the rings.

Serena nodded and threw her phone onto the dusty floor. She raised her hands to tilt Darien's face up to hers and pressed her lips almost angrily to his.

Ring! Ring! Ring!

Darien broke away from the kiss, resting his forehead in the space between her collarbone and jaw.

"You should answer it," he said quietly.

Serena shook her head. "No," she said, kissing along his shoulder, nudging his shirt away at the same time.

"It could be important,"

Serena raised an eyebrow. "Do you want this to happen?" she asked, slightly angry.

"Believe me," Darien said sternly, looking at her and kissing her harshly again. "No one wants this to happen more than me."

Ring! Ring! Ring!

Serena bit her lip and then swiftly removed her legs from his hips, grabbing her trousers and phone.

"Hello?" she answered.

"Serena!" a voice came through. "How come you weren't answering?"

"Sorry Amy, I was busy," she said smoothly.

"Where are you?" Amy asked.

"Some abandoned warehouse," Serena answered. "In the South District."

"You need to get out of South," Amy said coolly. "Also, I need you to come back to here – to base,"

"Just me?" Serena asked, glancing at Darien.

"Bring anyone you want."

Darien grinned. "I'll come," he said.

"Who's that?" Amy asked.

Serena shook her head at Darien. "That's no one."

"Bring him," Amy said. "You'll need someone to accompany you, Lita's up North so she can't go with you."

"Fine," Serena said quietly. "We'll be there in ten minutes,"

As quick as anything, the pair fixed their attire and strode out of the building, still able to hear the sirens.

Serena took a breath of the fresh air and breathed out slowly. She could feel Darien next to her, his chest still moving rapidly.

"So you wanna tell me where we're going, then? Or am I supposed to decipher that myself?" Darien asked casually.

But Serena held up a hand, frowning. "Can you hear that?"

Darien went to shake his head … but then suddenly he could hear it, over the screaming sirens from another street. A child. A child crying.

He turned around, but could only see the building they had left minutes earlier. Turning back to Serena, he saw the confusion on her face.

"I couldn't hear anything in there," he said, pointing to the building.

"It's not coming from in there," Serena said bluntly. "It's coming from over there."

She was pointing towards the building construction site across from them.

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