Hi again Minna!! Sorry it took so long to get this out. I've been rather
lazy lately. ^U^ Thank you, thank you, thank you Stef. You are sssssoooooooo
sweet. And I would not be talking if I were you missy. You make me blush with
every email. Also thank you Mako for letting me on your site as well. And
thanks Am-Chan, AKA blue moon princess. Well, enough gabbing. Let's get to it.

Disclaimers: Yeah Yeah Yeah, I don't own Sailor Moon.

PS. I know Molly doesn't exactly fit in with the Japanese names, but I like
the name Molly better. So sue me. :)
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Love will never part
    Chapter 3

(11:05AM Tokyo Park)
        "She's.........unconscience. We need to get her to a hospital fast.
She's not doing so hot," cried Mercury. "But, she's transformed. How in the
world are we ever...." Venus was cut off by a low moan. Sailor Moon was
regaining conscienceness.
        "Molly.........got.....to ......help.." As poor Sailor Moon tried to
get up, she was hit with an indescribable pain. Every inch of her small
figure was aching, but all she could do was think of Molly. Mars reassured
her that everything would be all right, and to stay still. Moon was getting
frustrated. They wouldn't listen, and she was getting to weak to speak.
        The harder she tried to tell the scouts of poor Molly's predicament,
the more they insisted she lay and keep quiet. The only thing she could do
was detransform, and hope that she would regain some of her strength.
        But the energy used to detransform, only caused her to get weaker.
She once again began to lose conscienceness. Breathing out one last desperate
cry for her dearest friend, everything went black. "Molly..."
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(2:30PM Tokyo General Hospital)
        Usagi awoke, tired, and aching all over. As her vision cleared, she
began to focus on her surroundings. To her left sat little Shingo, and her
right her mother, Ikuko, sat crying in her father, Kenji's, arms. Trying to
sit up, she cried out. utter pain shot up her arms and upper back.
        "Usagi-chan, you're awake! We were so worried!" Her family crowded
around her. enclosing her in group hugs. Her family had been terrified. Usagi
had been in surgery for almost three and a half hours. In the last hour she
had slipped into a coma, and there was no telling if she would ever wake up.
        She tried to comprehend what had happened. She knew that something
was wrong. Deep in her heart something told her, but she just couldn't
remember what. "Mom? Are any of my friends here?" Ikuko released her daughter
from the loving hug to answer. "Why yes they are. Would you like me to go get
them my dear?" "Yes," Usagi replied. If there was something wrong, the scouts
would know. They would tell her what had happened. She just knew it. "But are
you sure you're up to it? You should really get some rest dear." Ikuko spoke
in that gently, loving motherly way. "Yes, mom. I'll be just fine." Usagi
needed to find out why she had this terrible feeling deep in her heart.
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(Waiting room)
        Minako-chan sat, crying in Mako-chan's arms. Both being comforted by
the others presence, while at the other side of the room, Ami sat trying her
best to be calm. Not to show how upset she was. Rei-chan paced back and
forth, throughout the room. Desperately trying to keep her cool. Every so
often stopping to take a glance at Usagi's door. Hoping that it would open to
reveal Usagi, up and feeling fine. Just then, Ikuko walked in caring a smile
that spread from ear to ear. Joyously she cried, "She's awake and asking to
see all of you. She's going to be just fine." Sighs of relief could be heard
throughout the room, as the girls walked happily toward Usagi's room.
        Usagi lay, waiting for her friends to come. She gazed out the window.
It was raining, hard. She had not noticed when it started, but somehow it had
become a dreadful day. Thunder crashed and Usagi squealed, as frightened as a
small rabbit in a storm. She didn't understand why, but she felt as if this
storm was a terrible omen. She felt as if something was about to happen.
Something dangerous.
        "Hey Usagi-chan, How ya feeling?" Usagi's thoughts were interrupted
by the voice of a bright and lighthearted blonde. "Mina-chan, Ami-chan,
Rei-chan, and Mako-Chan! I'm so glad to see you! What happened." Mako-Chan
locked the door, as the Senshi sat down to discus the earlier events of the
day.
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        "......and I scanned you. That's mostly it." Ami finished the story
calmly, and with grace. "But how did I detransform?" Usagi asked. "You woke
up a few minuets after Ami scanned you, mumbling something incoherent. We
couldn't understand a word of it. You got frustrated, detransformed, and
right before you fainted I think you said....."Molly." Suddenly Usagi paled.
Her body froze. Flashbacks of that horrible seen at the warehouse, ran
through her mind. Her blood ran cold.
        "Molly.....NO! Oh God! Molly was attacked by that youma. She was
unconscious in the warehouse. You've got to save her, NOW!" Usagi rambled on
until she was halted be Ami. "Usagi-Chan, what warehouse is she in. We'll get
her don't worry." "The old abandoned warehouse on fisherman's road. Well,
GO!" With that, the Senshi sprinted out the door, hoping that they would be
in time to save Molly.
        "Move swiftly my dear friends. And be safe Molly. Hold on. Hold on."
Usagi hoped that they would be on time to save her. She prayed that she would
be safe. "Please..........be OK, Molly."
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(3:00PM Fisherman's Wharf outside of Tokyo park)
        The Senshi kneeled over the shivering figure. The rain had leaked
through the rotted old ceiling of the warehouse, drenching the poor girl. She
was cold, badly injured, and most of her energy was drained by the youma. None
thought that she would survive, but all hoped they were wrong.
        Mercury scanned and typed furiously into her mini computer, searching
for any sigh of life. Any trace of hope. She was alive, but barely. Mars
carefully picked her up. From then on it was a race against time. If Molly
wasn't administered into a hospital quickly, then she would surly die. Rain
fell hard, thunder crashed. But onward they ran. Molly's life resting in the
balance.
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(3:30PM Usagi's hospital room)
        Usagi, her family, and the Senshi sat. Waiting for news on
Molly's condition. The tension in the room rose, as the nurse silently walked
in. She bowed her head, and solemnly spoke. "I'm sorry. She was far to weak
to pull through. I'm so sorry." A low moan could be heard from Usagi. She
cried out. Unable to speak. Heartbroken. Her best friend....dead. Memories of
their childhood together flooded her mind. Tears flowed down her cheeks. The
only thing she could do was cry. "Why? Why Molly? It's not fair! It's Just
not fair! It should have been me!!! It should have been me....." She
collapsed, both from the pain inflicted by the youma, exhaustion, and the pain
of losing a friend. Her family, friends, and the nurse rushed to her side.
        "She needs her rest." The nurse explained. You should all come back
later. She might need to see you. Find comfort in those around her. Will one
of you please notify the parents of Molly?" Ikuko stepped forward. "I
will, we are pretty close. I think I can tell her better than any of us." All
agreed. They left, each morning the lose of a friend in their own way. Each
silently worrying about Usagi as well.
        As the Senshi left, Minako suddenly remember something. "Hey,
guys! We almost forgot. Mamoru-san is coming at four. We better book it if
we're gonna get there on time." They group brightened. Hopefully, he would
somehow be able to cheer Usagi up. They all would still miss Molly, but
Usagi really needed him right now. They raced off to the airport.
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(4:10PM Tokyo airport)
        Mamoru walked up to the group of melancholy girls, wondering why they
looked so sad, and where his beloved Usa was. "Hello girls. Where's Usa?" He
said with the smile only he could have. They looked at each other unsure of
what to say. His smile dropped. Why were they stalling? Was there something
wrong?!?! Finally Ami stepped forward. She took a deep breath. She looked in
his eyes and said, "I think you should sit down Mamoru." He obliged and sat.
Ami explained the whole ordeal to Mamoru. Not leaving out one detail. He sat
listening intently, gasping at what he heard. His Usa was hurt. His mind
raced as she spoke. 'Why haven't I felt her pain?' He thought. 'I should have
felt something as soon as I entered Tokyo. Is there something wrong with our
link?'
        As Ami finished, he asked the question that was posing his mind.
"Ami-chan, why haven't I felt anything from Usagi? I've tried contacting her
through our link, but there was no response." Ami looked deep in though for a
few moments and then truthfully answered. "I don't know."
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(5:00PM Usagi's hospital room)
        Usagi lay restless. She had been alone for about an hour now. All she
could do was think of Molly. How frightened she looked as the youma was
attacking, her cries for help, her pleading eyes. "I should have brought my
communicator! Baka Baka Baka! Why did I do it? Ahhaahh!" She threw a vase
full of roses at the door. It shattered instantly, creating a sound which
made a nurse rush in. "What happened in here!??" Usagi broke down. "I'm so
sorry. I-I didn't mean it." She placed her head in her hands, and began to
cry once again. The nurse quietly cleaned the mess and left her to herself.
Usagi cried until she had no more tears to shed. She drifted to sleep, still
thinking of her friend. 
        "BAKA!! IT'S ALL YOUR FAULT! ALL YOUR FAULT!
YOUR FAULT! YOU ODANGO ATAMA! BAKA!" Her family, friends, even Mamoru. They
all blamed her. "I'm sorry." She yelled to the sky. "Please forgive me,
please!" There words stung like the blasts from the youma. "Never you BAKA!
YOU KILLED MOLLY!" She fell to her knees crying. Suddenly, a soft familiar
voice could be heard. "How could you." Usagi looked up, what was before her
stunned her, Molly. "Molly! You're...You're OK!" "I thought you were my
friend Usagi! I thought you cared!" "What?" Usagi stood up and extended her
arms toward her life long friend. "Molly what are you talking about, of
course I care. You're my best friend." Molly slapped her right across the
face. "How dare you. HOW DARE YOU! YOU of all people have the nerve to call
yourself a friend?! HA! Some friend. Left me to die in some warehouse, cold
helpless and alone. SOME FRIEND!" With every word a piece of Usagi's heart
shattered. "Molly.......please..." "It's your fault Usagi! YOUR FAULT! YOUR
FAULT! YOUR FAULT!" The words repeated themselves over and over and over
inside her head. "NO! she screamed. "NOOOOOOO!!!!"
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        Usagi woke, cold sweat pouring down her body. Her clothes stuck to
her like glue. "It was a dream, it was only a dream." Even though it was a
dream, Usagi still felt as if it was her fault. She needed to get away. Be by
herself. She stood, weakly. Held her broach to the sky and transformed.
Wearily, she jumped from the window, and raced off, unsure of where she was
heading.
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Well, Minna. What do you think? Worth the wait? I know, no it wasn't nearly
as long as I promised, but I'm a busy girl. You know, school and such.
*Sighs* Well that should keep you off my back for at least a couple of hours.
:)
        Keep the emails coming. I already got three responses from you guys.
Not to bad for my first story, ne? Well, you know where to reach me, and if
ya don't I'm at HLC719@AOL.com. Talk to ya later.

       Hey Minna!!! Please Do not Flame Me about Chapter three yet! I have
an explanation. I killed Molly for a reason. I don't want to ruin the story,
so all I can say is that everything will work out in the end. If you can't
wait till the end of the story and want to know the reason, still want to
flame me, or just want to tell me how much you liked it, email me at
HLC719@AOL.com. Thank you for your cooperation. And thank you to those who
have already written me, Angel_beauty, Aimee, and Christina. I'm glad to have
had so many responses in only a matter of 3 days. Thank you. I hope to here
from more of you.
JA NE!
Butterfly