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very long hair that she covers her face with. (cause of her scar), although
she does do her hair infront of Darien in meatballs. But no where else. Maybe
at the end of the story, when her scar is gone, than the meatball
hair will be back.

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IMPORTANT, THIS CHAPTER. TELLS YOU A LOT OF BACKGROUND ON DARIEN AND
ELIZABETH AND SERENA!

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---------------------------Till we meet again-------------------------

Chapter 3

Lately, Raye had been kept busy by a variety of things, but whenever she
had time-usually at night-she would sneak upstairs to the intensive care 
rooms. It wasn't like she cared much for the welfare of Scottt, after all 
they didn't know each other. They were acquaintances or perhaps even 
strangers. And yet, she didn't want him to die. Scott still hadn't wakened 
up from his unconsciousness state yet, and the doctor's had announced that 
he was now in a coma. 

Some nights though, under the dim glow of the hospital lights, Raye would 
find herself sitting by Scott's bedside. This particular night, Raye found
Serena there before her. 

	"Hey." Raye said softly.

	"Hi Dr. Hino." Serena said as she finished arranging Scott's blankets.
The life monitor beeped monotonously in the background.

Raye smiled "Call me Raye. It's better that way." Her voice dropped. 
"How is he?"

Serena sighed. "I suppose he's still holding on."  She looked at Scott's 
close eyes. "He has a lot of will to live." 

Raye nodded, "He is very ill." She paused "Where is his family? I've never
seen anyone visit him while he was in hospital." 

Serena frowned. "I'm not sure. Now that you've bought that to my attention,
I've never seen anyone visit him before."  

The room lapsed into silence after that. Raye watched in wonder as Serena
wiped Scott's face with a wet towel. Serena saw her watching and smiled. 
	
	"It's my job." She looked down at the towel, than she spoke again. "You 
know the first time you saw me. You know with the spider and stuff. Well it
wasn't Scott's fault. I was the one who was scared of the spider. He just didn't 
want me to get into trouble." 

Raye smiled. "I know. But it's nice for you to admit it too." 

	"Thanks. Anyway, I've got to go now. I'll leave you alone with Scott."
SErena smiled. "Good bye." 

	"Good bye Serena." Raye said as she watches her leave the cascade 
of long blonde hair bouncing against her back as she walked quickly away.  

Finally she turned back to Scott. His face was pale and an oxygen mask had
been slipped over his face. 

	"Don't let go Scott. No matter what happens. Don't let go of your 
life. There is nothing more important in the world than your own life." 
Raye whispered in his ear. 

At that instant, Scott's fingers seized under the blanket as if signifying 
a thank you.  Raye didn't notice, and as the clocks strucked midnight, she
said her good byes and left.

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(Dream)

A young girl huddled in the corner of the room as her mother screamed at her.
 
	"You almost killed your sister today! You bad girl!" her mother screamed.

The girl cringed and pushed herself further into the corner. "I didn't
mean to." She whimpers. "Lizzy wanted to play tiggy and she wanted me to
play with her. I didn't mean to."

Her mother slapped her, and the little girl screamed.

	"Don't you go blaming your sister! You bad girl! She's not well
and you know it! Does having a sister who is better than you that hard
to except?" 

Tears welled up in her eyes "I didn't mean to. Truly I didn't."

	"You're a very bad girl! You're a very bad girl!" 

(End of Dream)

Serena woke up with the words still screaming in her head. Does having
a sister who is better than you that hard to except? You're a very bad
girl! You're a very bad girl! A tear trickled down Serena's face and fell 
onto her hand. 

	"God." Serena whimpered and buried her face in her hands. The 
glass of water fell off her bedside table and smashed onto the ground 
in the commotion. "Why is this happening?" She hugged her pillow closer 
to her chest. 

The door opened and Darien burst in. "Serena? Are you alright?" 

Serena sighed "I'll be fine Darien."

Darien shook his head "No you're not. You're crying." He moved closer 
and settled down on the edge of her bed. "Is it those dreams again?" 

Serena sighed and shooked her head to clear her thoughts "Yes." Her face 
crumbled "I don't know what I've done to deserve this. Ever since I left
the hospital I've been haunted by these dreams. All those nights of restless 
sleep, its almo-" her voice trembled "it's almost as if they're doing it 
deliberately to hurt me. It's not fair and I hate it!" she cried and 
found herself buried in Darien's arms. 

Darien looked down at her and realized how tiny she seemed in his arms,
so delicate but so strong. He sighed "Do you want me to tell you a story. Serena?" 

Serena didn't say anything. Instead she pulled away from their embrace and
looked at him. Waiting. 

Seeing this, Darien took a deep breath and began "Once, not long ago. 
There was a young policeman. He was a proud guy. Too proud perhaps for his 
own good. He had grown up in a rich family and all his life, he'd been given
everything he'd ever wanted. His parents spoiled him and throughout his life 
he'd been given nothing but the very best. There was nothing though, that 
could stop him from being a policeman. Not even his parent's protests. And 
in time, he graduated from the police academy and became the policeman he'd 
always yearned to be. He loved the job, but there was one thing he realized 
as soon as he stepped into the real world. It wasn't like he'd expected, it 
wasn't like the movies. Not at all. Movies were a delusion of the reality 
outside. Being a policeman wasn't about being heroic and winning awards. 
Being a policeman was about being protecting people, it was about bringing those
who'd done wrong to justice and it was about being brave." He paused than and
smiled at Serena. 

	"Am I boring you? Do you still want to listen?" 

Serena nodded eagerly "Yes."

Darien smiled sadly to himself and continued "Everything went smoothly
that first year. The policeman had a girlfriend and he loved her with all
his heart. He was a daring guy, the policeman and he'd made a few heroic 
arrests in that first year. The thugs didn't like it though and soon he 
became the targeted enemy of the underworld. One by one, he escaped some
very near death experiences. Than, one day he got a phone call. His parents 
and girlfriend had died in a car accident. Their car had run off the road 
and into the sea. They couldn't even find their bodies." Darien said that
last two sentence quickly and as coldly as he could. His voice quavered 
though as he uttered those last words and he stopped. 

Serena put an arm on him. "Are you okay?" 

Darien swallowed and nodded. He had to conclude quickly before he 
became lost in his own emotions 

	"Anyway, apparently the thugs had killed them. They left a 
note saying that, if they couldn't kill the policeman, than they'll kill
the one's he'd loves." He paused "And that policeman-"

Serena finished for him "Was you?"
 
Darien nodded. "That's right." He looked away "I spent a year running
away, I grew into someone I hardly even know. I had no more friends, 
no family. Nothing. I lost everything I'd ever dared to love that day.
And gradually, I turned to alcohol. It wasn't until one nig-" He 
stopped there. He had been just about to reveal the secret of that night.

	 "Well, let's just say that, one night changed my whole life.."
He sighed "What I want to tell you is that. What happened, happened in the 
past. It cannot be redone no matter how hard you'd cried and screamed. No 
one is going to pity you. Your happiness is in your own hands. No one has 
the job of making you happy except for yourself." He paused "Don't go 
down the same road as me. Serena." 

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	Elizabeth was only 7 when she won her first award. It was for a 
picture she had drawn in class. From than on, the awards and prizes just 
kept coming and coming. Prizes for maths, awards for English, scholarships
for her piano talents, she won a trophy for the school debating team and was 
even the dux of her college. 

She never once failed her parents on what they'd always wanted her to be. 
She'd been their honour, their pride, their perfection. Her beauty was 
exquisite and her talents were endless and yet Elizabeth didn't care 
less for any of them. If she'd had a choice, she'd choose something much
simpler.

All she'd ever wanted was a normal life-to have friends who'd understand 
without getting jealous of her talents, to have a guy in her life that didn't 
love her because of her beauty and simply to have parents who wouldn't be 
showing her off every time she leaves the house. 

Once there had been a person though, who'd understand her, and love her and
treat her as an equal. Not a classmate just sucking up to her so she could 
help them with a project, not someone who'd cowered away from her because 
of the condition in her heart, nor someone who'd try to bribe her because
of her talents and beauty. That person had been her sister-and where was she 
now? Dead? Or alive? Elizabeth didn't know. 

There was much she didn't know these days. If she weren't in her room,
she'd be downstairs playing the piano. She knew her time was coming.
Elizabeth didn't want to die though. There were too much left in the world
for her to do and yet too little time for her to live. If it hadn't been 
for Darien, she'd never had realized that there was so much more things 
waiting for her to do.

And today? What would today be like? Another day spent pondering hours?
No! She was not going to throw away another precious day of her life again. 
It was not worth it. 

	"Hi love, can I come in?" Elizabeth sighed. It was Sharon, the nurse 
her mother had hired to look into her health needs. "It's time for your
afternoon medication." 

	"Just come in. The door's not locked." Elizabeth said.

Sharon pushed the door and came in. Sharon was a good nurse, though pretty
old for someone who should have retired years ago. At 67, she was still as 
live as she was 20 years ago. Despite her age though, Elizabeth got along
with her quite well. They enjoyed each other's company and often talked
about places Elizabeth would have never dared to venture into.

Sharon had been an adventurer before she became a nurse and she often 
told Elizabeth of journeys across the sea, braving the Arctic and many
adventures alike. Elizabeth would have liked to be like that, to be free
and healthy. To live her life to the fullest and take the risk to truly live.

	"How are you today, Elizabeth? Any tightness in the chest?" Sharon
said now.

Elizabeth shook her head "No. I'm all right. Just the usual." She shrugged.

Sharon nodded her head "Well alright. Here." She said handing her the already
poured out medicine "Drink it." 

Elizabeth took it and drank it obediently. She never tasted the medicine as
it rushed down her throat. 

	"Now for the-" Sharon began.

Elizabeth held out her hand "No. I think we can skip that today. " 

	"Elizabeth. You know you have to have the needle every single day.
And you've had it for so long. So why not today?" 

The tightness in her heart tightened. Why? Why was she doing this? 
Sharon was right. She'd had her needle for so many years, so why not today?
It wasn't because she was scared. Even if she were, she would have gotten used
to it through so many years. So why didn't she want it today?

	"I-I don't know. I just feel as though I need a break all this.
I've had enough! I want to live!" Elizabeth finally said.

Sharon looked at her carefully, than she sighed and sat down on the bed
beside Elizabeth. "You're in love Elizabeth, aren't you?" 

Her heart tightened even more "What? Of course not!" 

Sharon smiled "Look Elizabeth, you're old enough to fall in love. You're
22 already! It's about time. So tell me, who is it?" 

Elizabeth looked away. Images of Darien suddenly flashed into her head.
His cheeky smile, the chiseled hair and those beautiful teasing eyes.
They were all she'd ever wanted.

Yet how, how can she fight her illness to overcome that lifetime of seclusion.
She had been locked up for too long. Yet was that heart of hers melting? No!
It can't be. She'd frozen her heart against the reality long ago, yet why 
was it forfeiting those years of coldness now? 

	"I-I- A sudden pain shot through her heart. "God." Elizabeth
whispered through clenched teeth as she doubled over in pain, her hands 
at her heart.  She exhaled three deep breaths and closed her eyes as 
the doctors had instructed. 

	"Sharon. Call an ambulance. I think I may be having another attack." 

*****************************************************************************

(Dream)

	"No. No. No. Please! No!" Serena screamed. Weeping she clawed desperately
at the person in front of her and as she screamed, her sobs reached even
the darkest corner of the night.

	"Don't leave me. Please!" She sobbed and grabbed onto the arm in
front of her. "No. Please. They'll kill me if you leave! I'd die!" 

	"No, you won't." It was a male voice. Loving and warm. Like the
voice of someone who'd love her. "Today I'll run away from this hell.
But one day-one day I'd come back. And you won't forfeit your life here
either because I'll come back and save you."  He came closer and held her,
and for a spit second Serena saw it. A scar just like her own?

(End of dream)

Than Serena woke up. Who is he? Was the first question that came into her
mind. Who is the person with the scar? Thousands of questions pounded
in her mind, daring her to answer them. But she couldn't, because she
too was searching for the key. An answer to what was right and wrong
and perhaps, if she was lucky. To unlock her past so she could stop
floundering ceaselessly and to live for herself, not for her past. 

Sitting up in bed, Serena turned on her bedside lamp and watched as the
darkening transparency of the lam light casted eerie shadows upon the
wall. *Today I'll run away from this hell. But one day-one day I'd come 
back. And you won't forfeit your life here either because I'll come back
and save you.* He was coming back to save me. Serena said to herself. 
Only, who was it? 

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	"Have you heard?" 

Raye sighed and looked up from the medical report she'd been writing. 
It was SErena. It was always SErena. First thing in the morning, she'd
see her hurrying down the hall to attend the patients and talking too 
loud.

Ever since their surprised encounter while visiting Scott she'd taken it 
to her heart that Raye was the new found friend she could trust.  And 
every now and than, Serena would burst into her room, pestering her with 
new gossip Raye had no interest in. 

To Raye, Serena was just a little kid in a grown up body.  She was too warm,
too innocent. She didn't belong in her group of friends. They were too 
different of a kind. In a way, she envied her. As the saying goes,
ignorance is bliss.

Where was Serena when she'd spend her years living on the streets and 
studying until 2 in the morning? Where was Serena when she'd had to wake 
up at 5 in the morning so she could work to afford the university expenses?
Where was Serena when her parents had kicked her out of the house and told 
her never to come back? 

Serena didn't know anything. If she'd known, than she wouldn't always be so
happy. If she'd known of the real reality outside, than she'll suffer
too. Just like me. What am I saying? Raye was surprised at herself. 
It almost seemed as though she pitied herself.  

Signing, she looked up to see Serena's laughing eyes and bright smile.
She'd probably grown up in a family where her parents had given her every 
thing she'd possible wanted.  Raye reminded herself. Shielding her from 
all the harshness of the reality outside.  And loving her. Yes. That 
was the word, Raye had never known in all her 23 years. Love. 

	"Heard of what?" Raye said wearily.
Serena stared at her "You know. That you were the doctor the heads have
chosen to perform the operation on Scott!" Hoping onto Raye's desk, 
Serena started swinging her legs. 

Raye's mouth dropped open. For once, Serena's news has came in useful

	"Are you sure?" For the first time in her life, Raye had actually
felt the least bit nervous about an up coming operation. 

	"Of course! The head nurse just told me. I bet the heads will call
you to their office very soon. So be prepared." SErena grinned. Than seeing 
Raye's face. Her expression changed and her grin faded a bit. "I'm sure 
you'll do an excellent job, Raye." Than feeling that wasn't enough, she added
"but-good luck anyway." 

Raye drew in a deep brave and smiled "Thanks." Silence filled the room.

Neither knew what to say to each other as the clock ticked ryhmatically in
the background.  In the absence of speech, Raye studied SErena's face 
carefully and for the first time since she'd met her, realized how irritating 
the hair on the left side of Serena's face were. It fell over the entire 
left side of her face like a curtain. Reaching out, she pushed the hair
away before Serena could stop her. Serena turned herself away quickly, 
but not before Raye saw the three-inch long scar across the left side of
Serena's face.

Her mouth dropped open "Where did that come from?" 

SErena stopped swinging her legs and hopped off the table. Carefully she 
let the hair fall over her face again "I don't know. It was there when 
I woke up from my coma. I try to hide it most days. But people do tend 
to notice." She laughed uneasily and shrugged. 

	" You were in a coma?" Raye was amazed. 

	"Yeah, I woke up from a coma a few months ago and couldn't remember
anything of her my past. I don't even know who my family is." She 
shrugged again "I live with a cop now. His name's Darien. Don't know who
he is either. Not really. Only that he's the closest friend I'd ever had." 

	"How come you still haven't found your family?" 

	"I don't know. Perhaps it's because I don't really want to know 
what they're really like in reality." Serena paused "I didn't like them
in my dream. They were cruel to me." 

She smiled "Anyway, I don't really want to talk about it. I want to start
a new life now and I don't want to remember anything. Nothing at all. 
Life now is so much easier to live. I don't want the past to ever come back."

Silence followed. Raye was ashamed of herself. Serena's sudden confession
had proved every assumption she had towards Serena wrong. Perhaps she 
should start a new life too and forfeit all the hatred she'd locked in her
heart all those years ago...Perhaps it was time to let go and turn over a 
new leave?

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 	Serena studied the face infront of her. It was a beautiful face. 
Smooth, transparent as jade and carefully carved out like the face of a 
Victorian wax doll. It wasn't until she had seen the face of this woman, 
did she realize what true beauty was. SErena touched her own face; and 
felt immediately, the rough spot where her scar was. You're so lucky. 
You know that. You're perfect?

 	"Hi." SErena said. She smiled as the woman opened her eyes.
"How are you feeling?" 

The woman blinked up at her. "I-I can't see probably." At her words, 
Serena felt a sudden wave of warmth blossom throughout her body. I know
this woman. Serena was sure of it. Only who was she?

	"Don't worry. It's just one of those side effects of your operation.
You'll be alright in a few days."  She said, as she puffed up the pillows 
and helped the patient sit up.

Who was this woman? Serena was sure of it, she knew this woman! Yet who was 
she! Whoever it was gave Serena a restless feeling of unease. Serena was 
too afraid of the outcome if she asked the question. 

	"There you go. You'll be out of the hospital soon." Serena smiled uneasily. 
	
	"Thank you, nurse. You are very kind." The woman smiled. She didn't seem 
scared of the hospital at all. 

Serena looked down and kicked the foot of the hospital bed nervously. 
Than she looked up "So, how come you're in the hospital?" she asked finally.

	"It's cause of a inherited condition in my heart. It makes my heart
very unstable and-it can be fatal." Her last words shooked. 

Finally, Serena couldn't stand it anymore. She had to ask the question! With
a shaking voice, she asked the question she'd wanted to ask for a long time

	"What's your name?" 

	"My name's Elizabeth. Elizabeth Tsukino." 

So that was it. Tears sprang unexpectantly into Serena's eyes. She should
have known.  She was Elizabeth. The girl who had haunted her past, her
dreams, her whole life. Or was she? Could this beautiful young woman in
front of her be the little girl in her dream, the little girl everyone had 
loved and treasured like a gift from heaven?

Than who was she? Serena. Just Serena? Or was she Serena Tsukino?  Or just
another raindrop on a stormy night. I'm nothing. Serena told herself. 
She could remember every single word the woman-her mother had screamed 
at her in her dreams. *If only you could be more like your sister?I do
wish Serena would die!*  

No! Serena screamed inside. I don't want to remember! I hate this! I
hate this! I hate this! *You almost killed your sister today! You bad
girl?Does having a sister who is better than you that hard to accept?*
I hate you! Serena screamed silently at the image of her mother alive 
in her mind. I hate you! Get out of my life! I'm not listening to you! 

	"Ummm?excuse me." The voice broke into Serena's thoughts like a
knife pointed at her heart. 

Quickly, Serena wiped her tears away. Grateful that Elizabeth couldn't see
probably yet to recognize her. "Yeah?" 

	"Can you please get me a cup of water?" 

	"Yeah sure." 

Finally escaping out to the hallway. Serena took a long deep breath 
and sighed.  It seemed as though, her whole life had changed in 
that very instant when Elizabeth had said her name. 

Elizabeth. It was such a beautiful name. Yet Serena hated it. She
wanted to hate Elizabeth, for the reason that her existence had made
her whole life a living hell. 

But Serena was her sister. How could she hate her own sister? She didn't
want to be inhuman. But why was god being so unfair. Why had god given 
Elizabeth everything, when her whole life she'd had nothing? Why did the
whole world love Elizabeth, and not her? Why was she scarred for lifetime 
when Elizabeth was beautiful? Why couldn't Elizabeth remain forever in the 
past?  Why had god given her an opportunity to start all over again, and 
than had taken that chance away from her. 

At that moment, SErena didn't care if Elizabeth had a terminal illness. She 
didn't care about anything. All she knew was that life was unfair, and 
she hated it. 

She wanted to hate Elizabeth, for taking everything she'd ever wanted away
from her. She wanted to hate her beauty, her goodness and her perfection. 
But she couldn't. Hate was an extreme word and Serena was all too afraid of
the damage it could do.  

End of chapter 3-----------------------------------------------------------

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