TITLE: Finders Keepers....
AUTHOR: Aliyah
E-MAIL: aliyah@connect.ab.ca
RATING: PG-13
Part I

Chapter II.
"What the hell are we doing here?" Serenity complained. The graveyard was not 
her favorite place in the world. After living for, how much over a thousand 
years she'd never admit, and seeing many of her closest friends to this very 
place, or places like it, it always managed to depress her.
"I know you hate this place Serenity but Raye knows what happened here, she'll 
come for sure."
"Well could you please enlighten me." Her tone softened, "What happened here, 
Endymion?"
"Serenity. Until I met you, my entire life was a desert; empty. Then you came 
along and filled my life with color, laughter and joy. You -whatever you are, 
you fill the hearts of those around you with your joie de vivre. Before you, 
life was only bearable because of the dreams..."
"The dreams?" Serenity's eyes were intent on her husband's face. His eyes were 
unfocused and his tone detached.
"Yes, dreams of you - my beautiful moon princess. She -you needed me. She kept 
asking me to fins her the Silver Crystal. It was something to live for. Then -
yesterday Amanda died and the grief was so overwhelming that the dreams just 
weren't enough."
"Amanda?"
"She was like a sister -the only close friend I had in my childhood. After Fiore 
left, Amanda was there. She was always there for me. Her funeral was today and I 
decided that life wasn't worth living." Endymion turned to Serenity, no longer 
unfocused, his eyes were filled with love. "I was walking home when a test paper 
hit me on the head - I was literally knocked out of my suicidal reverie. Then I 
saw you," Endymion smiled, catching Serenity's hand. "You were so beautiful - a 
ray of light in my world of misery. And though I didn't know I was in love with 
you then, you certainly made me feel something."
"Annoyance?"
"Yeah," he laughed. "That too. I think seeing your adorable face and how cute 
you looked when you were angry was the highlight of most of my days. But while I 
was falling for you hard and fast you were hating me for teasing you - you know 
how pathetic you feel when you're twenty and lusting after a fourteen year old 
who couldn't care less."
"Lusting after a fourteen year old! My, my Endymion; here and I thought you were 
a good little studious boy."
"Honey, I wasn't the only tease!"
"You're blaming your lustful tendencies on me? I was the sweet young thing 
chased by the wicked lustful older man!"
He was about to comment about that (particularly the 'sweet young thing' 
comment) to the woman wrapped in his arms when he got up with a start and then 
sharply turned around, a guilty expression on his face.
"What is it?" Serenity got up and looked over his shoulder. There, standing by a 
new grave was a solemnly Darien and behind a bush, watching him intently, was 
Raye.