Fading Hope 
	Epilogue
	By Elisabeth James
	ejames000@ameritech.net

	This is the final part, it will be happy, upbeat and packed
full of WAFFy goodness!  I’m in a totally upbeat mood, I just
finished watching my favorite movie, Ever After.  There’s nothing
better than a great romantic movie to make everything right in the
world.

	I don’t own Sailor Moon, but oh how I wish I could own
Dougray Scott.  *goes into a trance thinking about his sexy
Scottish accent* oh sorry about that, enjoy the conclusion :)

	He lifted her veil slowly, he could barely see though the
thick haze of tears that clung to his eyes.  She never looked so
beautiful than at that moment.  The long white satin dress clung to
her curves, thousands of tiny pearls and sequins were sewn along
the hem in intricate designs.  Had she had a pair of gossamer wings
strapped to her back, no one in the room would have been able to
tell her from an angel.
	Tears clouded her vision as well, mixed emotions flowed
through her veins.  This was supposed to be the happiest day of her
life.  She was marrying the perfect man, and marching off into the
great unknown, ready and willing for the adventure.
	She snuck a glance back toward the audience that had
gathered to watch the joyous occasion.  Her father sat in the front
row, her younger brother seated next to him.  The past five years
had aged her father faster than most men.  His dark hair was
starting to Grey and his eyes had lost the sparkle that they once had
possessed.  He was crying, his steel gray eyes watched his only
daughter finally let go of his grasp.  She was a woman now, a
beautiful at that, she no longer needed her “daddy” to guide her.
	Shingo was now a handsome 15 year old man.  He had
become somewhat of a ladies man since entering high school, the
girls fawned over him everywhere he went.  But he would always retain
that dear quality that always made him seem so innocent and pure.
	Usagi turned her face back to her husband as the ceremony
continued on around her.  He squeezed her hand tighter,
comforting her the only he could at that moment.  He always had
the knack for knowing just what was bothering her at the exact
moment it was bothering her.  She smiled at him, knowing with
her body and soul that they would be together forever.
	There was only one thing missing from the wonderful
occasion, Usagi’s mother.  She had died five short years ago and
there wasn’t a moment in her life where she didn’t wish Ikuko was
still here.  She still missed her so much.  
	“You may now kiss the bride.” the priest closed the bible
softly and the couple embraced in their first kiss as a married
couple.  

	*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

	As they were rushed down the carpeted aisle and raced out
to the limo that waited outside the large oak doors to sweep them
to the reception, Usagi caught sight of her mother, clothed all in
white, sitting next to her father in the pew up front.  Tears were
streaming down her cheeks, and she was clutching Kenji’s arm. 
She blew her daughter a kiss and mouthed, “I’m so proud of you.” 
Mamoru seemed to see it too, the smile grew wider on his face
	She should have known that her mother wouldn’t miss the
happiest day of her life for anything, not even death.

	~ Fin. ~

	I hope you all enjoyed this fic as much as I liked writing it.  Good luck to
everyone who has finals coming up this week.  I can’t wait to be out of school, I need a
nice long vacation after this year.  In 2.5 days I’ll be a junior!