Author's Note: I'm posting again cause I just finished Chapter 17... which also happens to be the last chapter. So to the reviewer who wanted to know if this was ending soon... Uh, I don't know you figure out the math between 13 and 17:D Btw, I went ahead and double spaced this for you since there are several large paragraphs... hope it helps.

Before anyone tells me to just post is all because its done- I'm gonna tell you this. I will post on Monday and Thursday/Friday(whatever I see fit!). Cause I wrote some damn good cliffy's and they deserve the proper reader despair that all good cliffy's get.

Enjoy. Let me know what you think.

Update: For some reason after I added the original Author's Note the Document Broke... And hasn't been allowing me to post so if this ever works... Or if there are any problems please let me know. Thank you.

Dr. Mizuno began work on Mamoru's last deep gash that required stitches. "After I patch this hole on your leg, you should rest a while. I'll have one of the girls bring you some tea if you'd like."

Mamoru ignored her offer and looked to her, "Does it bother you that your daughter has to fight?"

The age showed on Dr. Mizuno's face for the first time since she had first arrived after Ami's call. "It doesn't matter."

"Yes it does."

"No, it doesn't matter. At the end of the day, I pray she will come home safe. But I cannot stop her from doing her duty any more than I could stop her from breathing. I've known for quite sometime about this. I've been waiting for her to tell me. At first I was furious she was sneaking out, and when I realized why... Well I don't worry because I know Ami is capable of taking care of herself. I know that she and the other girls will do everything to make sure everyone of them gets home. I guess the closest I can give you to the answer you want is-- It doesn't matter if it bothers me, because this is bigger than me. This is part of her growing up."

Mamoru nodded not entirely understanding how the mother felt, or how the family worked. 'Family,' he thought, 'is something I will never understand.' "Thank you for the offer of the tea, but I'm going to decline. I just need to think a bit." Dr. Mizuno nodded as she trimmed the excess thread from the stitch. She packed her few things in her medical bag and left him alone.

Mamoru listened to her foot steps fade down the hall, until he heard her enter another room. He could just hear the sounds of her talking with Ami, but what they said was beyond his perception. He let the noises of the apartment sink in. He could hear the whir of the blender as Makoto and Nephrite concocted something in the kitchen down the hall. He could hear the sounds of Rei and Jedite sparring in the gym above. And just above the other sounds he could make out the sounds of the T.V. Switching channels as Minako and Kunzite fought over the remote. 'For some reason it seems strange that Kunzite would be so care free... Its strange to make an assessment like that of a man I've never met. But I fell like I know him... I fell like I know all of them from thousands of years ago... Best friends that... I wonder where Motoki is. He must feel left out, all this magic and confusion and he's only here because of me. I dragged him here and those men want to force him away... They don't understand our friendship... one that doesn't deal with battles and witches... Or maybe they envy it... I need to speak with Motoki. He's the only one without someone. He's the only one who really doesn't belong.' Mamoru stood up and moved quietly to the door. He looked down the hallway being careful not to get caught. The Senshi had been very strict when making him rest. But all the rest was making him restless, and he needed to speak with his best friend. There was a door immediately across from the guest room he was in he crossed the short space and opened the door. A quick surveillance of the room showed no inhabitance. To his left was one door that marked the end of the hall way, to his right lead to the girls and far more complicated sneaking. He chose left first, he opened the door to a pitch black room. 'Thats weird. The windows should let in some light-' Mamoru's head snapped as he heard footsteps approaching his hall He quickly stepped inside the room, and pressed his ear to the door. Praying to all the forces above that he would not be forced back down. He listened at the door as the footsteps seemed to fade away from the hallway heading into an unknown area of the penthouse.

Mamoru turned around resting his back against the door as he breathed a sigh of relief and rubbed his eyes. When he opened his eyes and began to turn to leave he noticed there were lights now. "Thats weird." He heard an echo. "Hmm." As he began to look around he noticed this room was step up like a museum. "What is this place?" The lights were placed to highlight the displays, instead of light the room so he stepped up to the first.

It was the wedding photograph from 1985 that Ami had showed him earlier. Below the photograph on a small table were two wedding rings, an engagement ring, various souvenirs from the wedding and a photo album. He went to the next. Again a picture of he and Usagi at their wedding, and below that an identical table holding similar artifacts, though the design of it all dated by its era. He moved on. Similar pictures and tables leading the way. As the wedding dates got older the photographs became drawings and paintings. A few instances had bit of string instead of the traditional metal ring. And then he found himself at the end staring at a life size portrait of the Usagi and himself. The table in front of this picture had a star shaped locket, an ancient sword coated with dried blood, one small ring, and a delicate necklace. On the edge of the table he noticed a small plaque reading, 'Prince Endymion of Earth and Princess Serenity of the Silver Millennium'. He looked more closely at the items, all of them seeming familiar... He turned heading back the way he came, taking his time to stop and examine the plaques on each table, and all their contents. And eventually, when the era's of the wedding began to permit photograph's he flipped through the pictures, and albums. After what seemed like hours, he was back where he'd started. He read the names on the Plaque Darien Shields V and Serenity Lua XIV. He turned the first page and saw Serenity and Darien dancing at their wedding reception. On its adjacent page he saw Serenity dancing with an old man, "That's Mr. Rumsfeld and friend of Dad's... he was always like an uncle." He paused as he heard himself speak, and then stopped and shook his head. "Thats weird. I don't know who this is. I've never seen this man before in my life. That can't be." He turned the page. On the left side of the book Darien was dancing with, "Mom." He nervously glanced to the right side, where Serenity danced with "Dad in his green jacket." Mamoru looked confused at the picture. There was his father's green jacket on Darien Shields IV. "But?" He skipped a few pages and saw Serenity and Darien sitting at, "Hidden Mannor. She loved go-" He stopped himself. 'What am I saying? I don't know any of this. This isn't my life its someone else's. I'm just filling in gaps... thats it...' but something in the back of his mind nagged him as he continued to look through the pages of this particular book. He recognized their days. Their first anniversary in Italy. The grand opening of Serenity's first fashion store. And then he stopped on the last page. "She looks so sad." It was a poloroid in front of a silver Dalorian. Serenity looked near tears and Darien held her close trying to be happy enough for the both of them. Under the picture was a man's writing the ink bleeding from what looked like tear stains. "Our Anniversary."

His mind snapped. He remembered. He remembered their first Anniversary. He remembered their ten thousandth anniversary. He remembered the smell of her hair, the blue of her eyes the warmth in her touch, the taste of her lips. "Oh my god." And then he felt her pull and her flee. Storming out of the room into the living room he reached up with one hand and made the motion of ripping something down. The Motoki, Minako and Kunzite turned from the news eyed him strangely until a moment later a silver flash hit the floor and Serenity lay there.

She stood up fire in her eyes. "What the hell do you think you're doing?"

"Where the hell did you think you were going?" He roared back.

Tears welled in her eyes. "I've work to finish."

Lita and Neprite entered the room, watching in awed silence.

"Not without your sisters!"

"Yes without them!"

"Are you daft girl? You'll die!"

"You should know exactly how 'daft' I am! You've spent this whole life time telling me!"

"With you flying off to your death I suppose I was right to insult you! I can't believe that its only been ten years and you already forget your promise!"

Her voice became quiet the first tear slowly making its way down her cheek, "I have forgotten nothing over the years."

Dr. Mizuno, Ami and Zoicite slowly came from down the hall each regarding the scene with quiet interest.

He glared at her lowering his voice, "Then you break it!"

"I made no promises!" She sneered as more tears escaped, following the first. "You made the promises in the last marriage. You broke everyone single one of them." She reached out and slapped him hard across the face.

Rei, Jedite, and Setsuna peered from the top of the stairs remaining quiet and confused.

"It was unintentional. It was an accident. Who could have known?"

"I told you I had a bad feeling about it all!" She punched him with her left fist. His face didn't flinch.

His voice dropped lower. "From now on we will listen to your stomach."

She punched him with her right fist. "You mock me? You still mock me? I was right! You almost died that day! I held you in my arms as you burned, the fire consuming your corpse each second. I felt the explosion on my skin! Felt the fire rip me apart! And you mock me?" She punched him in the stomach.

He didn't flinch. "I do not mock you." He sighed. "I simply resign my self the realization that it cannot be changed."

Her tears flowed freely now. She slammed a tiny fist onto his chest. "I told you! I warned you! We had six more months and it all would have been over!! Why couldn't you listen to me?" She continued to slam her fists.

He closed his eyes and gritted his teeth and took the abuse, "Because it was only six months. Nothing should have happened. I thought we would be fine."

She continued to pound at him. "After ten thousand years of watching you die I have developed a sixth sense about it! I've seen you die a million ways! Disease, murder, accidents, war!! I know when you are going to leave me! I told you it wasn't safe!" She began to sob and her fists stopped and she sunk to the floor crying.

He dropped to the floor beside her and pulled her into his lap wrapping his arms around her. "I promise you love we will listen to your stomach."

"Its not a joke Endymion. I cannot lose you again! Its driving me mad!"

"You won't my love, I promise."

This caused her to sob harder and she struggled with her words, "Y-yo-yyo-you pr-prom-is-ised last ti-me!"

He reached into his subspace pocket and pulled out something tiny. "I know. I was stupid, I'll listen to you this time. I'll be careful. I just want you happy, Love." He paused. "The night of the accident. I had a surprise for you." She looked up to him with red rimmed eyes and the tears slowed to a stop. "Would you like it?" She looked at him confused, and then looked to her finger as he slipped on a ring. He laughed as tears slid down his cheeks. "You remember these?"

She chocked on a laugh, "Its a past, present and future ring!"

He smiled, "You remember what you used to say?"

"They commercials would say 'Show your girl you'll last forever.' I would tell you they were ridiculous."

"You would say, 'If they want to see forever, they should see us!' The night of the accident was was 10,000 years to the day we met. I know its not enough, but I'm sorry about what happened that ni-"

She put to fingers to his lips to quiet him. "Never be sorry. You didn't know. Neither of us really knew. You had no reason to believe me I spent the six months before the accident with that terrible feeling. I'm sorry!" She began to sob once more. "If I hadn't- If I'd just- If I-"

He pressed his lips to hers and she quieted. He began to slowly rock her in his arms. "If's my dear. Those are nothing but if's and they mean nothing. We enjoy what we are given. Right now we are given time, love, and the memories of all our lifetimes." He began to whisper sweet nothings in her ears as the rocking motion put her to sleep. After he was certain she was out he stood up and walked to the hallway pushing past Ami, Zoicite, and Dr. Mizuno. He paused in his trek and began to give orders. "Gerenals, you are to sleep in my apartment downstairs. Setsuna find the girls a place to sleep up here. Dr. Mizuno it's late, you are welcome to stay as well. No questions tonight. It is late and we have classes to attend tomorrow. After that you can have your answers." He took a step. "Motoki-chan? Would you please follow me?" Motoki scurried to his feet to follow Mamoru down the hallway to Serenity's bedroom. After he stepped in Mamoru turned from his task of laying Serenity carefully in bed, "Please close the door?" Motoki did as he was asked.

Mamoru sighed as he took a seat on the bed. Motioning to the chair next to the bed, he offered Motoki a seat. "I'm sorry."

Motoki looked confused, "For what, man?"

"Dragging you into this."

Motoki smiled and shook his head, "Are you kidding? I wouldn't miss this for the world! I mean I feel kinda wimpy next to you guys, but do you know how many guys out there would kill to have Tuxedo Mask as their best friend?"

Mamoru smiled, "Same old, Motoki."

"It's nice to see you smile. Even if I don't understand it."

Mamoru nodded, becoming a little more somber. "I remember. Thats why I wanted you in here. To talk. I remember marrying her thousands of times. You'll have to see the museum she's got of us! She's saved it all over the years. You wouldn't know it by looking at her, but she's 10,018 years old! And still just as lovely as the first time I met her. I should explain somethings." Mamoru quickly told Motoki about the Royalty of Earth and the Silver Millennium. He told him of the war, of the generals' betrayal. "I thought we all died that day, but she survived. Her mother gave her life to seal Beryl and her army until we were all united once more. What happened to the girls and I is complicated at best, but I'll try and explain. When an immortal is mortally wounded it takes time, but they heal. But that day, we gave up. The girls would have given up after being killed by their lovers. I gave up before I had even been injured. I gave up after I saw Serenity stabbed by the witch. Once she had stabbed me I was done fore. Serenity never saw my corpse that day. After she had healed and found out what happened, she began to look for us. The girls and I. She spent the last 10,000 years, finding us. Rebuilding her family and having it ripped away. In everyone of my lifetimes her arms were the last thing I can remember feeling. In 1983 I was a senior at Washington High in a little town in America. She came in as a transfer student from London. She helped me remember after we'd been together a year, and a year after that we got married. My parents were Darien Shields IV and Amelia Humphery. The green jacket I wear was my fathers. He died two years after I married Serenity, and mother a year after that. Dad died of a heart attack, mom died of a broken heart. We spent ten years married before the car accident. I-" He paused collecting this thoughts. "We had one year until my body was the age it would have been healed if I had not died on the moon. One year until I could regain my immortality, my soul had the strength but I had to be old enough to pick up where I'd left off. Serenity--- she started getting a sick stomach every day and she tried to warn me that I was going to die. You heard her out there, she's got a sixth sense when my end is near. But after four months with absolutely no sign of anything to worry about I tried to sooth her fears. At six months it was 10,000 years to the first day we met, and I wanted to celebrate. I made arrangements, packed her things, put her in our car... We were going to go to our house in the mountains we called it 'Hidden Manor' because no one nothing-- but us was allowed there. Work was for anywhere but the manor... A drunk driver forced us off the road. We- The car hit the forest 400 meters below where we were forced off the road. We didn't have the chance to escape. Not even with all of our powers. As our bodies burned, we began to revert. Not to be reborn but to a younger age. I vaguely remember her using the last of her strength to call Setsuna to the scene. I believe she had Setsuna make the arrangements for the both of us. Thats where my trust fund comes from. The story in the paper, the adult bodies at the scene. All the paper work would have been her. I imagine the adoption was Sets idea to keep Serenity from remembering the pain of all years, even if it was for a short while. My life has been tough, but I think it was best this way. I'm glad I at least got to keeps Dad's jacket. All that work, everything for Serenity... I'll have to thank Setuna." He thought a moment. "You've been my best friend through this life time, so I thought you would want to know what happened the day I forgot my life. And everything from before."

"Thanks, Mamoru."

"No. Thank you, Motoki. I don't know if I would have made it through the loneliness of this life without such a good friend. You've always been there for me, and I hope you know you can count on me for the same thing."

Motoki nodded. "Its what friends are for."