Disclaimer: I don't own Sailor Moon, only the ideas for this story. I don't own the lyrics either.

The Downeaster "Alexa"

By, Billy Joel



Well I'm on the Downeaster Alexa

And I'm cruising through Block Island Sound

I have charted a course to the Vineyard

But tonight I am Nantucket bound

We took on diesel back in Montuak yesterday

And left this morning from the bell in Gardiner's Bay

Like all the locals here, I've had to sell my home

Too proud to leave I worked my fingers to the bone

So I could own my Downeaster Alexa

And I go where the ocean is deep

There are giants out there in the canyons

And a good captain can't fall asleep

I've got bills to pay and children who need clothes

I know there's fish out there but where God only knows

They say these waters aren't what they use to be

But I got people back on land who count on me

So if you see my Downeaster Alexa

And if you work with the rod and the reel

Tell my wife I am trolling Atlantis

And I still have my hands on the wheel

Now I drive my Downeaster Alexa

More and more miles from shore every year

Since they told me I can't sell no stripers

Then there's no luck in swordfishing here

I was a bayman like my father was before

Can't make a living as a bayman anymore

There ain't much future for a man who works the seas

But there ain't no island left for islanders like me



A Boat Called Moon Goddess: Chapter 2



Serenity stared cautiously at the man who she recognized from the docks. He still had his hand against her lip.

"How…how did you know to help me?" She asked shakily.

"I was passing by to find a hotel. I heard arguing, and beg my pardon for spying but I saw him hit you through the window."

Serenity smiled slightly. "Thank you for your help," she said as she shakily sat down. "Who are you?"

The man smiled and sat down across her. "My name is Darien McNaley. I'm a fisherman who just came to the area."

"Oh, you're a fisherman? Well so am I. Looks like I have me some competition," Serenity said joking.

Darien gave her a smile. "This may be rude, but who was that man and why did he hit you?" He inquired.

Serenity looked at his face and sighed. "That was my brother Travis," she then looked to the floor and picked up the money. Her eyes avoided Darien's in shame. "Money is something we don't have much of. I need it for the bills, he needs it for school. I guess he got angry that I refused to give it to him." She reached over and grabbed a bill from the other side o the table. "And I still don't have enough for the mortgage."

Darien looked at Serenity in pity. *Poor girl, * he thought. "And what about you parents?"

Serenity shook her head. "Both dead. My mother of illness and my father was murdered. I had to take over his job to keep the house and the boat. I tried to find the murderer but I had no idea where to look."

Serenity looked up at Darien and smiled. "Well anyway, thanks for your help. Umm…. would you care to stay for dinner? I would be delighted if you did."

Darien stayed for a few hours more. He found out about that she had always loved the sea but wished things were less stressful. She wanted to see Travis succeed but also keep her home. He also learned much about her parents.

Serenity learned that Darien was wealthier than she was. His parents had left him money when they passed on. Darien had taken up fishing due to his love for the open waters. Serenity felt embarrassed of her small house compared to one he must have lived in.

Around 10 at night Darien bid Serenity good-bye.

"Thank you so much for your hospitality Serenity," Darien said as he kissed her hand.

"Won't you stay the night?" Serenity asked hesitantly. "I mean… I don't want you to have to go looking for a room now." Darien smiled as she looked down and blushed.

"Thank you again Serenity but I know there is a hotel just a little ways down the road. Good night Serenity. We shall meet again, perhaps on land or on sea." Darien turned and swiftly walked away.

Serenity closed the door and sighed. * What a man. So kind and gentle, * she thought. Then she shook her head. * A wealthy, handsome man would never go for a fisher-girl like me. *

She went to the kitchen to clean the dishes from dinner. After she finished that, Serenity was about to head to bed. Before she could reach her room, there was a hard knocking at the door.

"Hello, may I hel…" Serenity said opening the door but stopped in mud sentence.

There were three large men outside her door. Two she recognized as police men and the third she didn't know.

"Serenity Collins?" One of the officers asked? Serenity nodded her head fearing something happened to Travis.



To be continued….