A/N: Another one for you. Why can I write these so easily when I can't seem to make any headway on the work I need to do?
She had died before. Three times? Four times? Was it more than that? It was hard to say, there was always a miracle to blur the line between life and death for her.
That didn't make it any less painful when it happened again. It didn't change the anguish of watching as her body slumped to the ground, once again an empty shell. It didn't stop the incoherent sounds of grief that were ripped out of her companions. It didn't stop the girl in red from screaming denials and accusations at her corpse.
There was always the chance that this would be the time when the miracles ran out.
The desperate cries of four sailor suited girls were swallowed by the night.
Sailor Mars was shaking the body of their pillar and soul, her mind shrieking for the girl to just wake up!
"There must be something we can do," Jupiter murmured.
"Pray," Venus suggested quietly. "Send her your power and pray."
As one the four closed their eyes, each desperately praying for the life of their most important person.
But a moment passed and then another in which nothing happened, and Mars opened her eyes again.
Their miracle was taking too long.
"Please," Mars whispered brokenly, her final plea as her grip was gently detached by Sailor Venus.
It started a slight glow around her body, and Mars watched in disbelief as Sailor Moon took one small shaky breath, then a second and a third before her eyes fluttered open. And the soldier of fire let out a sigh of relief.
She was still alive. This time they hadn't lost her for good.
"You stupid, stupid girl!" Mars yelled, tears streaming down her face as she hugged her friend.
Usagi gave her a little smile, "It's okay, Rei-chan. There's always a miracle when it matters most."
But her smile was tired and her words were weak. And Hino Rei wondered how long it would be until the next time, and how many miracles were left.