This was written in a moment of feelings. I was feeling very lyrical when I wrote this. It's my first drabble. This drabble is from Usagi's point of view on her 2 week old preemie daughter.

Athena Hope

Athena Hope, my little girl. How fragile you are at this moment. Here in your incubator with your life being sustained by machines.

My little Hope, how I wish I could hold you right now. But your frail body might crumble within my very hands.

How it hurts me that there is nothing I can do to help you. Setsuna says it would be irresponsible of me to heal you.

Oh my precious baby, how I wish for once I could use the Silver Crystal selfishly. Use it to save your body and soul.

Oh how my heart weeps to see you as you are right now . See the life I carried only but five and a half months within my body.

Your father, bless his soul, is holding it together for both our sakes. I hear him weep at night as we sleep.

We both shed tears at the thought you might not live, and might parish within your frail little 2-week-old body, that is no longer than a pen.

I am sorry, little Athena that your grandparents have not come to see you. But they can't stand to see their only granddaughter so helpless.

I hear you cry and know inside there dwells a spirit. Setsuna says you are a fighter. Otherwise, you would have not surpassed the doctor's one-week prediction that we would lose you, yet you continue to hold onto life.

Setsuna knows something she is not telling me. Oh how I wish I could make her tell me the secrets she hides within herself about you.

Oh, Athena Hope, I hope you know your mommy and daddy love you oh so very much. We look forward to a time when we can hold and love you.