....Mamoru?

Why is she in his apartment? And how does he know she's Sailor Moon? She's almost about to say she tried to tell her dad once and he thought she was joking but then she spots it -- the discarded cape, hat, and mask. Why didn't she notice it before. His soft voice? Those blue eyes that feel like they look right through her? She gently rises to her feet, grabbing the mask. She holds it up to his face to see it for herself -- but that's not all she sees.

Maybe it's being this close to him when he's already awakened. It's hard to say -- but flashes of old memories flood her mind. A golden crescent moon glows on her forehead as her clothes change again -- not into her fuku but instead into the flowing dresses she had worn as the princess, centuries ago. She remembers it now -- how awfully things ended before. Him dying. Her taking her own life.

Maybe this time, their story could have a happier ending. There's a warmth and glow in her chest and between them the crystal is drawn out of her body, where it had been lying dormant. It seems to be emboldened by the power of their connection.

"Endymion?"