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The dock was damaged and the Senshi were gone. All of the damage was localized and he approached the crater as he undressed to his pants. He dove into the water that had filled the deep crater. Webbing grew between his fingers and toes, his digits lengthening. Gills slit his neck and back, allowing him to breathe. He swam down to the bottom, where a dull translucent sphere was resting. It was weak and it was going to collapse soon if he didn't hurry.

A webbed, long fingered hand reached into his pant pocket and withdrew with a crystal. He put it on top of the bubble and the crystal glowed, encasing the bubble in an energy sphere. Using another crystal, he formed an energy chain and he then swam upwards. His body breached the surface and he pulled his ware to the top of the water.

Through the foggy crystal, he could see a premature newborn curled up in a semi tight fetal position. Thin black fuzz on the infant's head made him so worried. She had never been this small before. Gods in the Arms of Mother Heaven! She was so teeny-she had used far too much power.

He lifted himself out of the water after getting the orb out. His scarred muscles didn't as much as tense when he lifted his strapping form out of the H2O. His changes receded and he was human looking again. He pulled cloth from his bag as the bubble energy field retreated into the crystal. The baby was soaked from her barrier's leaks but she was alive-albeit being cold from the way her tiny body was shaking. He wrapped her in the cloth and shoved his things into his bag. Shouldering the bag, he tenderly picked her up and held her firmly against his scarred chest.

Walking bare foot through Tokyo with a baby and barely dressed while being soaked to the bone but fine with it, he came to her apartment where he had put her purse and coat by the door. He unlocked it and entered with both bags and the article of clothing. He tossed the bags on the couch and draped the coat over the couch's arm before heading towards her bedroom.

He kissed the baby on the forehead and long black hair fell to the floor, covering his feet slightly. She was beautiful in his arms, fitting against his body like she used to. The cloth was still wrapped around her with her long slender and exposed legs draping over the arm not supporting her back. And the arm supporting her back could feel that scar that marred her gorgeous flesh.

Laying her on her bed, he resisted the urge to strip off his wet clothes and lay beside her like he used to do. He leaned over to kiss her lips but he froze hairs from her tempting lips. She moaned softly in her sleep.

"…Morva…" Her senses recognized his scent, his touch-Gods of the Father Star! She remembered him! Morva couldn't believe that she remembered him! It made his heart soar to the Mother Heaven and back.

"I love you, Cronos." Morva kissed her lips lightly, fighting the undeniable urge to claim her like they had done before the eve of her 20th birthday for a few Terran months. He had fought to the same desired urge to murder Apollo for ever touching her but his beloved had the right to be pissed off and he let her have the honor. "I'll love you for eternity."

Morva kissed her lips one last time but deeper this time. He felt Hotaru's hand weave its fingers into his short hair, her power reawakening-she was reawakening. He had to go, to pull away but the ache in his body and heart was far too much. He had to fight it, to fight bedding her like he knew she deeply wanted but would never mention. He pulled away from her, her hand slipping from his hair. Gods of the Mimas Lunar Outpost! He hated pulling away from her when she looked that tempting.

I don't want to leave her again but if I don't go…if I don't go, I'll be the one with her blood on her hands. Her beauty forever frozen in death. No…I can't be selfish and stay. Morva thought, leaving her room, trying to control his body. I had better see if that Solarian bastard left anything of his behind. He'll regenerate if I don't.

The bathroom was his last stop. The box of things Apollo had stolen from him-Saturian armor pieces-was in the bathroom. Damn, so he was the one who stole from Morva's Asteroidian ally before he had killed the poor man. Shit-that wasn't fair. Now Morva would have to go on the move again. Not that it mattered. Apollo was rumored to have had a son and his son would've had a son who would've had a son in turn. And that meant Morva had to kill the Solarian bastard boys before they caught up to Hotaru and take her from him again.

Morva would leave it all here, letting her see her old armor again. After all he had wrapped her in her Commander's cloak and he wasn't going to take it back, not now. It was saturated in her scent and power again. It would only make his body ache even more for her.

He dressed in his cast aside clothes and then shouldered his bag. Looking back at her open bedroom door for the last time, Morva closed his one good eye as he put on his sunglasses Tears shined in his eye and he couldn't allow for anyone to see his emotions.

After all, he was the last Saturian Male.

...sort of.