July 2000

Ok, Disclaimers, I don't own these characters or the song,
and I'm not making money off of this, unfortunetly. The song
is from the "Anastasia" Soundtrack.

The story however, does belong to me.





*Life is a road and I wanna keep going
Love is a river I wanna keep going on
Starting out on a journey
Life is a road and I wanna keep going
Love is a river and I wanna keep flowing
In the end I wanna be standing
At the beginning with you.*

Darien helped skin and dress the carcass of the wolf in
the trap before putting it onto the sled. In silence, Serena
grabed the handle for the sled as he reset the trap in a new
location a couple of feet away. They were on their last trap
for the day, the sun already sinking low over the mountains.
He glanced at her as they walked, concerned about her silence
the last few weeks. She had barely said two words to him, or
to Emily, and he was starting to get annoyed at her seeming
inconsideration of them.

They came into view of the cabin just as the sun
disappeared and quickly unloaded the sled.

Serena disappeared inside the cabin for a few moments
before coming back out to help with the sled, as if she'd
simply forgotten about it. Darien shook his head, "Alright,
what's going on?"

She glanced at him, "Nothing."

"Yeah right, nothing, you've hardly said two words to
me, or Emily, in over a month. What is going on?"

She didn't even bother to spare him a glance this time
as she pushed the sled into its spot next to the cabin door.
A light snow fall was already covering their tracks and she
made for the door, and the light, shining from the cabin.

Darien grabbed her from behind, "I want to know,
Serena." he told her sternly, "You're starting to worry me.
Maybe Emily can put up with being treated like an inconvience
from you but I sure as hell can't."

"What, don't like a taste of your own medicine?" she
asked acidly, breaking his hold on her and opening the door.

Darien looked after her, shocked. Is this what it had
felt like for her when he was being inconsierate of her
feelings? He'd never felt so helpess, or so unwanted as far
as he could remember. Not even the first winter he'd been
here. He followed her into the cabin, careful to close the
door quickly behind him to keep as much of the warmth inside
as possible.

Emily looked up from her rocking chair, "Looks like it
could get nasty the next couple of days," she said, smiling.

Darien nodded, "My hand is aching, so the weather is
probably going to change. Though I couldn't tell you which
way." he glanced at Serena, who was as far away from them as
one could get in the small cabin, before he knelt next to
Emily's rocking chair, "What is wrong with her?" he asked
softly, careful not to be overheard.

Emily sighed, "She's having trouble accepting some
things about her past she just learned aout, give her time,
Darien, she'll adjust and she'll be back to her normal self
again. Soon, I hope."

Darien looked at Serena, "I'm going to see if I can get
her to talk to me, just pretend you can't hear what we're
saying alright?"

Emily grined wryly, "What'd you say sonny?" she asked,
cupping a hand around her ear.

Darien smiled his thanks before going to join Serena on
the far side of the cabin where she was pearched on a bench.
"Can I sit down?" he asked, keeping his voice low and gentle.

"If you want."

Darien slid in next to her, trapping her between the
small table and the back wall of the cabin. She didn't seem
to notice. "Can I ask a few questions?"

She shrugged, "Can you handle the answers?"

"I think so. What's on your mind?"

Serena looked at her hands, refusing to lok at him and
remained silent.

He sighed inwardly, "Alright, bad topic, how about this.
How can I help?"

She looked at him then, "You could leave me alone."

"Not a chance, princess-" Darien caught a flash of hurt
in her eyes at his casual comment, "What, what did I say?"

"Don't call me princess, please,"

"Alright. Anything else I should, or shouldn't call
you?"

She shook her head, "Just Serena,"

"Alright, what can I do to help?"

"Are you a good listener?"

He quirked an eyebrow at her, "I can be. I'm here if
you need someone to listen to you, Sere. To be your friend."

Her eyes glazed over, "Friends, huh? That's all I have
left now. No family," she took a deep breath, tears clouding
her eyes, "My mother died when I was little, do you remember
me telling you that?"

He nodded.

"Well, during the first snowfall this year, Emily gave
me three letters. One from my mother," she cleared her
throat before continuing, "one from my father and one from a
doctor. My pa passed away this last spring. He went to join
ma, but ma's letter told me that I'm the heir to some
property over in some place called Britan."

Darien whistled, "That's across the ocean. Pretty far
away,"

Serena put her head in her hands, "My real name isn't
even Serena, it's just a pet name that everyone calls me. Ma
wrote that my name is Serenity. But don't you even think of
calling me that, ya hear? I'm still Serena."

Darien grinned, "Serenity. It suits you. But I won't
call you that if you don't want me too."

"Good. Pa told me that I was left with Emily here when
I was five summers old. That means I am seventeen summers.
He said he was going to come and see me when I reached twenty
summers and now I'll never see him again. Plus I just don't
know what I'm going to do if ma's family comes looking for me
and tries to convince me to come back with them. I could
never leave Emily. She's the only family I have left."

Darien nodded, wrapping an arm about her shoulders,
"You're strong, Sere, nobody could ever make you do something
you don't want to."

"You can." she whispered. She glanced at Emily, and
then back to Darien when she saw the older woman had retired
to her bunk, her back to them. "I don't know how, or why,
but you make me do things, say things, nobody else could."

"Likewise, Angel."

"Angel?" she echoed, surprised.

Darien nodded, "An angel sent from heaven to grace the
earth with her prescense."

Serena smiled, a tear slipping down her cheek, "My dad
wrote that in his letter, almost exactly."

"He was right."

Serena reached into a flap next to her heart and pulled
a silver and black chain out of the pouch, a strange pendant
hanging from it. She offered it to him, "I found this the
spring that you left us. I remember you telling me that you
felt like you were missing something important. I think this
is it."

Darien accepted it, running his fingers over the chain,
feeling a sense of peace wash over him. "This is it," he
said softly, his gaze going to the pendant. Silver, laced
with gold, onyx and jade, it formed the word 'Endymion'.
Surrounding it, done in ruby, was a flowering rose.

"Endymion?" he whispered, confused. The word was so
familiar but he couldn't place it. "I still don't
understand."

Serenity gently took the pendant and clasped it around
his neck, "Maybe you're not meant to yet. Just promise me
one thing."

He met her gaze, "Anything."

"Don't leave me like last time. I couldn't bare another
seperation like that. Whatever we do, we do together."

"You want me to stay?"

She nodded, a tear slipping down her cheek.

"Why?"

She bit her lip, "Because you and Emily are my family,
Darien. I love you. I love her. If either of you left it
would destroy me."

Darien hugged her close, "You have no idea how long I
have been waiting to hear you speak those words. I love you,
Serena, I have since I met you all those years ago. Leaving
the first time nearly broke me."

Serena closed her eyes and hugged him back, relishing
the strength in his arms. "Promise me. We started this
together, we'll end it together, no matter what happens?"

"It's a promise." he bent his neck, his lips settling
over hers a means of sealing his promise. A promise of new
beginnings, budding love, and a journey that was beginning,
and going to continue, forever.

The End


Author's Note: That's it for the latest work of mine.. Let me know what you
think, it was kinda spontaneous considering the content (I got insired one
night). Please Read and Review, I'd love to get some feedback on this story!

Thanks for reading!

Jade_Max