Disclaimer:      Look at A/N.

Looking Back

Part III

Location: A suburban area in Germany

            She growled irritatingly. Her green eyes flicked over these assholes who suddenly decided she was a yummy piece of meat and advanced upon her. Her mouth twisted to a disgusted snarl. They didn't stand a chance against her, she knew that. Their clothes were too big and hefty for them to move around in. She allowed her anger to course through her veins, allowing her body to adjust to the cold weather. These bitches were going to get all that they deserved. She took mental note of her surroundings. It sure as hell wasn't the setting she had left. A twisted feeling of happiness and regret knotted her stomach. An image of an armor-clad figure and a pair of dark blue eyes flashed in her mind. She glanced at the sparkling silver object wrapped around her wrist, determined.

            Hang on a little longer. She pleaded, knowing that the figure couldn't hear her. She took up a fighting stance, realizing that her energy was drained and that she would probably pass out once she finished off these bastards. Oh well. I'll be back soon.

            To the lusty strangers in front of her, she snarled, her eyes suddenly flashing blue. "C'mon boys." She purred. "Let's see what you've got."

Location: Germany, Mizuno residence

Ami blinked her eyes at the invading sunlight. She frowned slightly as her eyes began adjusting to the light. Drowsily, she sat up on her bed, glancing outside her flat's huge window. Germany was a pretty decent place. At least the part of the city that she lived in. She had made a good decision in coming here. Japan was her home and all…but sometimes…you just had to learn how to move on. Her blue eyes frosted over as she thought of her last two months in Japan…about two or three years ago.

She and Ryo had married each other about a year or so after their last battle with Galaxia. It was a very beautiful wedding and quite out of the blue for Ami. Granted, she had already finished all her required college credits and had already received job offers from a lot of very prestigious businesses and labs worldwide so there was really no need for her to worry about her academic works. And so, they were married. They spent about a year getting themselves settled on a cozy apartment in Tokyo so that Ryo could go to work there and Ami could be close to her friends. They were very happy. Ami had finally found someone she could love wholeheartedly and who loved her in return. But, like the life she had led for quite some time, Ami had learned to brace herself for whatever Fate dealt her with.

Yet, this time, Fate was proving itself as cruel as Chaos. Ami had watched Ryo, in their car, skid across the slippery pavement and crash into another car from the sidewalk. At first, she had screamed in terror and anguish. Then her entire body numbed over as if too many emotions were fighting for control and her emotional drive just overloaded. As a final slap in the face,  Fate had made it so that Ami stand right outside the Doctor's office at that time. She would never forget that day. It was the day she had lost a loved one…and learned of another one growing in her.

She was at the hospital that day and had found out that she was two months pregnant.

He had died instantly and hadn't suffered one bit. That was one consolation she received. Yet she was scarred. Her baby would live life without a father to watch over it. Her friends had all held her close and cried with her. Setsuna had visited her in a dream. She was not permitted to leave her work and so couldn't offer her condolences in person. However, even time couldn't step separate comrades. And when Setsuna had told her it would all be okay, Ami was obliged to believe her. Setsuna was not only the oldest, but probably the wisest one out of all of them. Plus, the rare, sweet smile on senshi of time's face assured Ami that the future would hold a brighter future for her and her baby.

            Ami brushed her short hair behind her ear and turned to look at the sleeping form on her bed. Isis lay on the bed in a peaceful slumber. Her midnight hair fell about six inches below her shoulder. As Ami pushed aside a stray strand of hair off her daughter's face, the child's eyes fluttered open. Cerulean blue clashed with its icy counterpart as Isis stared into her mother's eyes. She yawned and stretched her little arms and Ami giggled. She was so cute. At age three, Isis was completely adorable. She was born in Japan and it would always be her true home…just not now. But she was too young to comprehend that. Even more, she was too young to take in the fact that her mother was an ex-super heroine. Then again, at what age could any child take such news it?

            Luna and Artemis hadn't found any planetary powers within Isis when she was born. However, Luna said that this did not mean that Isis was completely devoid of any powers. They could be just dormant, like all the girls' powers were before Luna and Artemis reawakened them. Ami sighed inwardly. With all her heart and soul, she hoped that Isis would never ever become a scout. It would be far too much for Ami to take.

            "Morning sleepy-head." Ami whispered. The child giggled.

            "Good morning mommy." She whispered back as her mother leaned in and gave her a hug.

            "C'mon baby." Ami said. "Mommy's got work to do today. Go get ready, okay?"

Isis smiled and obediently nodded her head before stretching once more and then left the room to take a shower. Ami smiled as she watched her daughter leave before turning her gaze outside the window again.

            Yes, she did have a lot of work that day. As the head doctor for her hospital committee, she had many responsibilities. However, family always came first for this woman. Speaking of family…

            Ami had stood up and happened to glance at the table by her bed. A silver framed photo stared up at her. She picked it up and traced the happy smiles of her best friends. It was taken when they were still teenagers, during their sophomore year at one of their picnics. Ami was looking at her empty hands, shocked. An exasperated Makoto was in the background, holding her missing book and looking at the mathematical equations with distaste. Usagi was stuffing her face with Mako's goody treats on the picnic blanket while Minako looked on at her laughingly and Rei was caught in mid-headshake of exasperation.

            She had several other photos of them. All of them, including Haruka and Michiru and other friends from high school. She treasured those photos almost as much as she treasured the real thing. She smiled sadly. Oh how she missed them.

She would go back to Japan. Not now. But soon. She would go back home to them, her family. Just…when her heart was ready to come home. Japan held many memories for her, not just that of Ryo. But also of her close friends who showed her what it was to just kick back and have fun. Yes, she would one day come home to her comrades for centuries. Just not now.

            She had just tied her hair up after putting on her suit when she heard someone call for her.

            "Mommy?" Ami glanced at her doorway and smiled. Isis' small formed was engulfed in a fluffy white towel and her hair was dripping wet, the water from both her hair and body accumulating to the carpet floor.

            Ami smiled and walked over to her daughter's room to get help her get dressed. Her long fingers tied Isis' midnight mane into pigtails and fitted her into a pale blue skirt that came to her ankles and a white turtle neck. Ami left and came back into the room with Isis' coat when she found Isis holding out something to her.

            "Mommy, you can't forget this!" She called enthusiastically. Ami felt her heart swell. It was a gleaming silver locket with intricate designs surrounding a diamond-shaped sapphire at the center. Usagi and the others had given it to Ami before she left Japan and Ami, in turn, had passed it on to Isis. She gingerly clasped the necklace around her daughter's neck and handed Isis her coat.

            "C'mon, sweety. Let's go."

            As they stepped outside of the building to retrieve their car, a rush of cold wind swooped past her, sending chills down her spine as Ami opened her car. Abruptly, she spun around, apprehensive eyes scanning her surroundings. Seconds later, she stopped and chastised herself. What was she doing? Looking for youmas? She sighed as she strapped herself in and made sure Isis had her seat belt on as well. Knock it off Ami. This is Germany, your new home. Japan and its scout business is all behind us now. She glanced at her mirror and saw Isis idly playing with a doll. She smiled softly. Yes. This is a new life for the both of us. I can't let old spirits of the past get me down. She gripped the steering wheel with determination. I won't.

            About an hour later, they had pulled up to the hospital. Ami dropped her daughter off at the day care center and grabbed her lab coat before entering the elevator.

            "Ms. Mizuno!" Ami pressed the open button on the elevator pad just in time to let in a blonde man also clad in a doctor's lab coat. She smiled softly.

            "Good morning Franz." Dr. Franz Cartier smiled over at her as the elevator's door closed. He was relatively tall, 5'8", with dark grey eyes. He was a pediatrician and also had a very obvious crush on Ami. Well, obvious to everyone but her anyways. "You know, you can just call me Ami. We're friends now."

A blush crept onto his face as he nodded. "Sure thing Ms.- uh, Ami." He replied as the elevator door opened. Hesitating carefully, he began to say, "Uh.. Ami I-"

            "Ami! There you are!" Franz was cut off by a bubbly, curly red-head that approached Ami. She looped an elegant arm through Ami's petite one and began to chatter off with that day's business. "I am so sorry to do this to you, but unfortunately, there was this serious screw-up at Richard's department and we need you to help us sort it out. And-"

            Ami waved to Franz apologetically as Farah dragged her aside. Farah Charles, her German-speaking American co-worker, very much reminded Ami of Makoto and Minako. She was tall and physically built, despite what her lab coat hid and she had bright sparkling emerald eyes that reminded Ami of Minako's eyes whenever she spotted a cute guy. She towered Ami by a good three inches with her 5'6". Farah was divorced with two daughters. Their father was way off the coast of Cancun with a new mistress every other weekend at his beach getaway. Isis and her daughters got along fairly well but Isis would be attending school in while.

            "…with Michal away on his second honeymoon he's not expected to be back in a while and- what the hell?" Ami tuned back in just in time to hear Farah's hiss. The ER doors swung open and the paramedics ran in with a prone body on the stretcher. Both women raced over to catch up with the speeding stretcher.

            "What happened?" Farah demanded in German.

            "The girl was found on an open street in the suburbs." He replied. "Witnesses said that a couple of guys had tried to gang up on her but somehow, she fought them off. Right after that, she abruptly passed out."

            "Have Yancy check up on her about this and get her bandaged up. While you're at it,-" Ami somehow blocked off Farah's orders as she continued to practically run to keep up with the medics. The girl lying there looked harmless enough. Her dead-straight hair was a shiny gold color, pulled into a half-tail to avoid it from falling onto her face. She was dressed in a very casual button-up dress-shirt and dark brown pants and black, two-inch boots. She was covered from head to toe with dirt from the scuffle she just probably got out of. What surprised Ami was that this girl was able to withstand the coldness of this cold front in such flimsy clothing.

"Ami!" She turned just as Farah called her. "Franz just called you from his department. He said that Mrs. Klein has arrived a couple of days earlier with her pregnancy in tow."

            Ami made a face and began turning the other way, but not before glancing at the figure on the stretcher. A glint of silver caught her eye from the victim's right wrist. Soon, the paramedics rushed through a door and the girl was gone from her view. Ami hurried off to her post, but the pretty blonde girl on the stretcher never seemed to leave her mind.

            Just as Ami left, the girl opened up one tired green eye. She smirked to herself. Those bastards were pushovers. She had heard of these hospitals. They'd take care of her but she would be gone before they had a chance to do any check ups on her. The probably would want to keep her after they saw her blood results. Out of the corner of her eye, she spotted Ami's retreated blue head. Her green eyes narrowed warily.

            Well. She thought somewhat laughingly. This cuts down on a lot of my work. Oh well…I just hope she's not so horribly prickly like I heard. Otherwise, I'll probably end up getting a workout.

            With that final thought, she drifted off to sleep again.

            Hmm…I wonder how everyone else is doing.

~*chickay*~

::finishes typing:: Woo hoo! I kick ass! *ahem* Well, there goes another chapter. Yeah…Ami's changed and Ryo died. Don't worry, she won't be staying sigle for a long time. Hehe…Questions & comments you guys have can be sent to either my email or just gimme a review and lemme know what you think.