Once Lost, Now Found

Ami-1

PG-13

Serenity Sea

(Serenity_Sea@yahoo.com)

Author's notes: Serenity Sea here. I have the privilege of doing Rei and Ami, so there won't be any notes from my crazy editor Fleur-chan. Yes, you can all breathe sighs of relief, I won't be offended. I don't know if she will, but surely she'll get over it.

DISCLAIMER: Yeaaaah. It's sad. I don't own Sailor Moon. I don't own the generals. And I really don't own the senshi. It's a shame, though. Because Rei could be my older sister or something. That's how much we're alike.

DISTRIBUTION: What, you mean you're actually reading this and you want to put it on your own site? Sure I guess. Make sure you put all of it up, though.

Summary: Co-written with Fleur. Neo-Queen Serenity realizes her inner senshi are lacking and decides to do something about it.

THANKYOU'S/DEDICATIONS: To Fleur and all the readers of my fiction.

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***

"I was lost,

And you were found…"

--Sweet Misery, Michelle Branch


Ami Mizuno, academist and doctor extraordinaire, put her hands on her hips and arched her back, repressing a groan. The day had been long, and by the looks of it, was about to get longer. A faint throbbing at the back of her head promised a bad migraine later tonight. For now, she'd have to push that thought out of her mind and deal with the commotion in the lobby if the ER. Honestly, didn't these people realize this was supposed to be an orderly hospital?

Orderly.

Orderly, as in, routine; which reminded her that Rei had not yet checked in with any of the inners or herself yet today; and the day was more than half gone. Ever since the King and Queen had gone to assist Andrew in the Americas, all of the inners had felt some sort of disturbance and a general unease, as if being watched. Twice, Mina and Lita claimed that someone was following them, and Ami cringed to think of what Rei must have felt, having the enhanced senses she did. But now… with her failing to check in…

The thought occurred to her—unpleasant as it was—that Rei had been taken captive by her shadower. She shook her head, dismissing those thoughts and, in the process, caused some of her longer bluish bangs to fall in the line of her vision.

What she wouldn't give for a few minutes in her senshi form; her headache and any minor sprains or bruises that had added up during the day (like the one from restraining that rambunctious teenager in curtain 14!) would have faded and healed; and she could get in touch with Rei. At the very least, her tiara would have elevated her bangs to a level where they would not interfere with her vision—hair in your visor tended to obstruct your view, so it seemed the tiara always took care of it.

However, fervently wishing for a fuku or not, it would be impractical. And Ami—ever one for practicality—had to settle for a silvery blue pronged headband to slid in her hair. It wasn't the comforting coolness of her tiara, but it would do. Then she straightened her white lab coat and went to face the music.

***

It was strange, he thought, to be on a planet you had very little knowledge of, when the last thing he remembered was—wait. What was the last thing he remembered? He sighed. Well, that wasn't going to come around any time soon. Everything about him and about his past felt like a blur. Nothing was constant, nothing made sense; black and white didn't exist—it was all a distorted gray.

He had a feeling that there was something vital he was supposed to remember—something that would very likely get him out of this mess—but right now, whatever that was, was lost in the gray space that was his mind.

Of course, walking and looking like the outsider he was made him an easy target for some of the delinquent teenagers that were annoyed their best friend was in the hospital. So they took their anger out on him.

The last thing he remembered was thinking, "Oh, great Serenity." And before it went black, he wanted to know who Serenity was.

***

Click. An annoying bright light shone down into his eyes. He blinked a few times, tried to shove it away, and tell them who he was—not that he knew, but hey, it was worth a shot—only they seemed to misunderstand him.

"Guys, he's critical. We're taking him in."

"I just called the hospital. They have a room prepped in the ER for him now."

"Let's go."

He was lifted up, placed on something unyieldingly hard, and restrained before he could say any more. It seemed like hours before they started to move—and what a strange feeling of movement it was—and then, more hours before he was lifted again, and hit by the rush of cold air that smelled like antiseptic and powder. It was then, he vaguely realized, that they'd arrived at the hospital they'd spoken of.

Good. Someone can get me out of this mess and tell me what the hell I'm doing here.

Through the haze in his mind, he could make out a clear voice asking,

"Gentlemen? What seems to be the problem here?"

***

Ami walked over to the crowd in the ER lobby. "Gentlemen? What seems to be the problem here?" They were crowded over a person on a gurney and she couldn't get a clear look at the individual.

One of the EMT's looked up at her and handed over the obscured patient's chart. "We found him outside of the hospital grounds; he was pretty banged up—we think those teenagers of the guy in curtain 14 did this to him. There wasn't any identification on his person or anywhere near him, and when we asked him his name, he didn't respond. We figured we'd better bring him to you, because you're the best doctor here, and the ruler of the planet."

A small sigh escaped her as her eyes closed wearily. The diplomat in her took over and by the time she was ready to open them, the words that came out was a combination of her two jobs; doctor and head of Mercury.

Her tone was as icy as her powers, something she had not expected, but wasn't altogether sure she disapproved of. "Very well, gentlemen. Now, if you would be so kind as to give our patient some breathing room, I'm sure he would appreciate it." She did not add, and give me a chance to identify him.

She was, as the man had stated, the ruler of Mercury, and as such, knew every person on her small planet—but she didn't like her title to be tossed around so carelessly after she'd tried so hard to keep it quiet. People had very diverse reactions when they found out that the Princess of Mercury was cutting open their son or daughter. When she was at the palace, she was Princess Ami, the sole ruler of the planet Mercury, but when she was at the hospital, she was just Dr. Ami Mizuno.

Briefly, she toyed with the idea of doing something rash—something Rei would do, like firing him for leaking out her secret—but all thoughts of Rei and the trouble she might be in brought her thoughts to a screeching halt and threw her back to the situation at hand.

They finally cleared off and she got her first look at the patient. He was, as they'd said, rather "banged up." No other term would do quite such justice as that, for scratches and cuts covered a good portion of his face, while it seemed that one of his eyes was swelling to a nice black bruise. Of course, one look was all it took to identify him—he wasn't from Mercury, but she'd seen him before, and would know him anywhere—but that didn't stop the color draining off her face.

The thudding in her head intensified to a deafening roar, and she nearly screamed at the injustice of it all. The blood in her veins ran cold as he ultimately won the battle of opening his one good eye—a light violet blue—there. It was him.

Zoicite.

Blindly reaching behind her for the redheaded nurse that was present, she grasped her arm, "Sound out the alarm to Crystal Tokyo. Put it in care of their majesties, and tell them it's urgent." They wouldn't get it directly, it would be watered down quite a bit when it eventually reached them in America, but it would get to them just the same. She hesitated for a second, "Tell them… tell them Mercury sent it."

The message from "Mercury" could be understood as one of two things: a message from the planet Mercury, or a message from the senshi of Mercury. Judging from the look stunned on the nurse's face; she had figured it to be the latter. After a second of stupored silence, she regained her mental facilities and left to do what Ami had asked of her.

Ami, on the other hand, pulled the man off the gurney somewhat harshly, and half-dragged, half-supported him to the nearest private room, not minding in the least when his arm collided with the doorframe. All the while, the thought of Rei being taken by her shadower—who she now assumed was Jaedite—though she didn't know why she was so certain that it would be him—repeated through her mind like a broken record.

For the sake of getting rid of her headache and own battered body—thought it certainly wasn't necessary to accomplish was she was going to do next—a small blue glitter stick, complete with a faintly blue-tinged crystal globe, fell out of nowhere into her expectant hand.

"Mercury… Crystal… POWER!"

The water slid over her body soothingly, an impenetrable barrier from the outside world, before clearing and leaving Sailor Mercury in its place. She quickly checked with her mini-computer to make sure his vitals were still of a fairly healthy status, even though he was out cold.

A deep blue glowed from the outside of the door and then she was gone, taking the man with her.

Only her headache remained, and she was certain that was going to stick around for quite a while.

***