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Title: Changed by an Angel

Chapter: 11 / Last

Author: Ashlee Angel

Email: ashlee_c69@hotmail.com

Summary: 17 year old Serena Terrin is... well... to put it simply, a nerd (by choice). But when Darien (your typical every day angel) gets Serena as his next assignment, life becomes more than just a box of chocolates...



Disclaimer - Sailor Moon belongs to Naoko Takeuchi..... And frankly, I'm not Naoko Takeuchi



*.:.*.:.*.:.*.:.* Chapter 11 - Last Chapter *.:.*.:.*.:.*.:.*



Changed by an Angel - Chapter 11



* Two Years Later (Serena's POV) *



It's been two years now.

Two years since I last saw him. I remember that last day as if it just happened yesterday. Heck, I don't even know how I got home. I guess I just wandered around aimlessly until the sun came up.

Everyone was looking for me . . . or so I heard. I didn't eat for days. Didn't talk for weeks. Didn't smile for months.

Nothing was the same anymore.

I spent the first year or so just on the roof, staring at the sky. At his star. Funny thing is, I haven't cried since. The tears just wouldn't come. They're just welled up inside me. Building up, stacking one on top of the other. I never let my emotions show after that.

Never.



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I graduated with a full scholarship to Harvard University . . . my top school.

But you know what? I didn't go. I don't know what caused me to do so, but I did. I'm insane, I know. After he left, I had a whole new outlook on life. That is . . . after I pulled myself out of the clouds and finally sunk down to reality. I never used his name after that either.

Ever.

It would just bring back too many memories. If I want them back, I have to take the good with the bad. But I won't let anyone unlock my feelings. They'll stay inside me until the day I . . . disappear.

Just like him.



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I almost killed myself once.

Pills.

But what good would that do? I'd just be hurting more people that were important to me. Actually . . . I would've killed myself, if it weren't for Matt.

He took the pills out of my hand before I could put them in my mouth. Apparently, someone had informed him of my *situation*, so he took the next flight over. He stayed with me until I felt better. Better enough to go back and face the world. As a completely different person. I have Matt to thank for . . . well . . . my life.

It's true when they say best friends will almost come in first.



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I stayed in sunny California after that.

Attended Stanford University. It'll be my 3rd year this September. I don't even know why I stayed. I could've taken the next flight to France if I wanted to.

But somehow, it felt right here.



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There's a lot of things that remind me of him. . . .

Like the bracelet he gave me for Christmas.

I wanted to laugh when I found out that I couldn't take it off. It's still as new as ever, no matter what I do to it. So when I'm 96, I'll die with his words on my wrist.



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He's still with me though.

His star. His soul.

And he probably doesn't have the slightest memory of me anymore. But I still feel connected with him somehow. I can't tell what he's doing, but I know what he's feeling.

His star's been nothing out of the ordinary these last two years. Which means he's probably out there there somewhere . . . with his new assignments. I know he's there though.

I just don't know where.



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I don't think I'll ever see him again.

But that's alright. It was just . . . meant to be I guess. I'm still keeping contact with the gang though.

When he was gone, I told them he had an emergency and had to go. They didn't question it. They just believed it.

But . . . they wondered why I was making such a big deal out of it.



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Over the last two years, I've changed a lot.

I smiled less. I laughed less. I'm just not the same Serena anymore.

Sure, I've made friends. But none of them have seen the real me. I can't even see myself anymore. Can't remember what I was like when he was still here.

But eventually, everything will just be too much for me to handle.



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I don't think I'll get married though. . . . I wouldn't be happy.

But that would mean I'll never be happy.

Sometimes . . . I just wonder. Wonder if I'll ever be happy again. If God let him keep the ring I gave him for Christmas.

Probably not.

So it would be lost forever. But if it wasn't. . . .

Then . . . where would it be?



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* That Night (Author's POV) *



Serena made her way to the roof of her house. She always came here. She hardly missed a single day. Somehow, she felt reassured every time she saw his star.

Felt safe. Calm. And alive.



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She memorized the map, so didn't have to look through the telescope anymore. It was just a blue crystal against the sky. Seating herself comfortably on the star gazer, she leaned back and just waited. . . .

It was probably already 11:30pm. The sky should be dark enough now.

She should thank God that it was clear tonight. Or else she never would've been able to find the star.



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Setting her eyes to the right spot in the sky, she relaxed. All the stars seemed to be shining white sparkles in the sky. But if you looked closely, you could see the colors.

The yellows. The oranges. The reds. The violets. The pinks. The greens.

And of course, the blues.

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Serena checked her watch.

11:45. She frowned slightly . . . that's not right.

It couldn't be right.

The skies were clear. It was dark enough. And she knew for sure that she had the right place.

So where was the star?

Serena got up and walked over to her telescope. The map he gave her was still on the table beside it. Locating herself to the right spot, she could still see in her head the first time she saw the star.

She knew what was to come, but wouldn't accept it. Closing her eyes, she made a silent wish to whoever was listening. Then opening her eyes, she found herself staring into a patch of glittered darkness.

The star was gone.



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She almost expected herself to cry her eyes out again, to have all the emotions come tumbling back. . . .

But nothing happened.

It was impossible. If the star was actually gone, it'd be thousands of years before she would find out. Then again, nothing with Darien was normal.

She had seen it with her own eyes . . . and she still didn't believe it. It was impossible. There had to be some kind of mistake. If the star was gone, then that would mean he was gone too.

Gone for good.

Meaning he no longer exists in this universe. . . .

Putting her head in her hands, she ran both hands through her hair, nails digging into her. She felt like screaming. Screaming until her lungs burst.

She said she probably didn't think she would ever see him again. She kept 'telling' herself that she would never see him again. And she forced herself to believe it.

But she was living a lie.

Deep down, somewhere at the edge of her mind, she knew that the only reason she was living was because there was still a chance she could meet up with him again. Even if he didn't remember her, even if he ignored her, even if he despised her . . . She wanted anything to just see him again.

Anything.

Looking back up at the sky again, she closed her eyes and let out a deep breath, that would hopefully bring the sanity back to her own thinking. Her tear glands weren't back on the job yet, but her hopes were crushed.

Totally and completely crushed.

He just had to do this to her . . . again.

Her mind was unconsciously wondering back to two years ago. As much as she wanted to avoid those memories, they were forcing their way back to her.

But then, everything stopped.

Serena felt something wet trickle down her right cheek. That slightest second, she almost thought she was crying again. But she wasn't.

For that, she was 100% sure.

Then noticing the sky above her, she saw nothing but . . . clouds? Feeling another splatter, she raised her hand to wipe it away.

Rain? When it was perfectly clear just three minutes ago? Impossible. . . . But it was true. Serena could feel the raindrops, as they fell faster onto her skin.

She didn't care if she was getting wet. Getting pneumonia was the least of her worries right now. And she was already completely soaked from head to toe.

What's the use of going inside now?

Serena winced as rain hit harder on her face. And she didn't even want to 'think' about getting her hair untangled tomorrow.

But maybe . . . just maybe it would wash the pain away. . . .



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*A Day (and a half) Later*



Okay . . . so she had been wrong.

After staying out in the rainstorm, she woke up the next morning with a headache, a sore throat, and a cough . . . in other words, a cold. Never had she felt so miserable. She couldn't even think properly.

The world just seemed to start spinning whenever she moved. And the weather didn't seem to be helping. It had been raining nonstop ever since that night. And it was quite odd. It hardly ever rained in this part of California. . . .

But life never 'did' run all the lines of 'normal' since she met him. . . .

Actually, it was exactly 3 years today. September 2nd. That's why she wasn't resting in bed . . . she was at the University.

More precisely, outside the University. She had driven up here half an hour ago. Serena had met him at school three years ago, so it felt better being at the U.

Even though it was still raining, the air was quite warm. But she learned her lesson . . . this time, she brought an umbrella. She didn't know why, but standing in the rain felt somewhat refreshing.

Everything seemed to be painted in watercolors; a total blur. Almost like she was the only person moving, in her own world.

It almost made her feel . . . content.

But the feeling was gone when a cough tickled its way up her throat. She never knew how stupid she was until now. If Matt found out that she was outside in the rain with a cold, she'd never hear the end of it. But Matt wasn't here.

She was alone.

Alone . . . the word seemed so foreign, but true. Serena swayed on her feet, as the dizziness came back. The umbrella in her hand seemed to weigh three times heavier and her grip loosened.

The constant pounding in her temples was affecting her thinking again. Then, not able to overtake the muddle of nausea . . . she fell.

Her knees throbbed with pain as they hit the ground. And even then, was she still wavering. Putting her hands in front of her for support, the umbrella fell out of her hands.



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She was completely, and thoroughly soaked again. Her hair clung densely to her face and skin. Something was trying to get through in the distance.

"Excuse me. Miss, are you okay?"

That voice. . . . It was so distant . . . so faint . . . yet so familiar. She knew that voice, but her memories blurred as she tried to sort through them. Trying to reach the voice only increased the pain in her head. The voice kept conjuring up

everything that had been lost inside her.

She kept trying to push everything back, to keep them where they belong, but the images before her were spinning faster. Squeezing her eyes shut, she forced herself up onto her feet. Serena's legs grew weak as her knees gave out again.

But a hand caught her wrist.

She tried to make out who the person was, but she could think of nothing but the ache in her chest.

Her vision was blurred with reds and greens . . . and gold? Where had she seen those before?

The shimmering colors whirled in front of her, making it beyond impossible to identify anything about it. She could do nothing but look up.

Look up into the eyes that brought back everything that was ever locked up in the past two years.

The eyes she never thought she'd see again.

Everything she tried to hide from was tumbling back. It just couldn't be . . . it couldn't . . . but it was. Only one thought registered to her, before she surrendered to the whirlpool of feelings and her mind reeled into nothingness.



He was back.



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Oh my GOD!!! I'M DONE!!!! I'm soooooooooooooooooooooooooo happy! Thank you guys sooooooooooooooooo much for all the support, you guys are the best!!!

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Ashlee

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