Author's note: I know that I should be working on my other stories right now and all…but, while trying to catch up on some much needed sleep, this idea hit me and wouldn't leave me alone. Sometimes I hate my mind… it's too over-creative :Sigh:

Warnings: Small amount of violence, hints of sexual reference, possible language, and… shortness. Kind of angsty I guess…

Expect the story, as well as chapters, to be short.

Rating: T

Disclaimer: I don't own Sailor Moon or any of it's characters. The title isn't mine either—taken from Sheryl Crow's 'The Global Sessions' for Am I Getting Through? Part I and Part II… that's about it… yeah…

Summary: After getting wounded, Usagi is rushed to the hospital. There, she learns that because of her wound the chances of Mamoru and her having a child are little to none.

Am I Getting Through?

By: Lost-Remembrance (Red Tail)

Opening:

Usagi smiled happily, her fingers laced with Mamoru's as they walked together through the bustling mall, looking through shops as they joked together and smiled, kissing each other and acting like any close couple.

The blonde haired girl's blue eyes were bright and sparkling with joy and happiness as the gold band sparkling on her middle finger put her on the list of soon-to-be married with her happy fiancée.

Pointing at a nearby window, she dragged her chuckling darker-haired man over to the window. Her eyes softened as she looked in the window, "Aww!" She sighed as she watched a dog bite another's ear playfully as the young puppy's played with one another. She looked over and saw a blonder haired dog that looked like a retriever following around a darker colored black lab.

"Reminds me of back then." Usagi looked up with a smile on her face as she nodded. "Whenever you used to follow me around."

"Well," she happily replied, "Look where it got us."

He wrapped his arms around her, her head leaning back to rest on his shoulder as he nuzzled his head against hers. She giggled, muttering, "Stop it, you!" She playfully slapped him as she broke the embrace. She kissed him lightly on the lips in a chaste kiss, standing tiptoes to reach him.

"Want to head back?" He whispered in her ear and she nodded, picking up the bags of stuff they had gotten ranging from manga to clothing to even a rather cute baby blue colored sundress for a small child.

Squeezing his hand tightly, she looked at him as they began to walk towards the doors, "Soon, we're going to be parents." Her eyes sparkled with joy.

He nodded and kissed her on the forehead, whispering, "I know. You'll be a great mother." She smiled even brighter at him and he could practically feel her excitement.

Glass doors in front of them for the entrance of the mall slammed open and a person walked in, an angry look on his face as he looked around with disgust on his face at the crowds of happy people.

"This," he whispered as he reached into his pocket, "Is for everything you bastards have done to screw up my life!" He pulled out a gun and Mamoru's eyes widened as he moved on instinct to block his Usagi, his bunny, with his own body as a shield.

A bullet fired.

Usagi gasped when she felt a bullet rip into her flesh, grazing deeply as she turned to avoid it, leaving a long bleeding gash mark across her lower abdomen.

More shots rang out and people screamed, frantic movements filling the once cheerful hustle and bustle of people as they dashed for cover and cowered, fearing for their own lives.

Sirens were heard and the man panted, as if it took effort to pull the trigger and end the lives of some of the bloodied bodies near his feet.

Just as the police were about to throw open the doors and yell "freeze!", the gunman lifted the gun. For a moment, time stopped. Then, he pulled the trigger and dropped down dead.

An accomplished smile resided on his face, glassy eyes having stared death in the eye the minute he pulled the trigger.

"Damnit!" He cursed, "No!" Mamoru could feel the tears sting his eyes as he fell to his knees, chest heaving up and down with restrained sobs and rage for the man who hurt his bunny.

Gently, he lifted the still conscious girl, who looked back at him, one arm wrapped around her lower abdomen to slow and hopefully halt the blood flow.

"Hey Mamoru." Usagi whispered with a small smile on her face as she took a sharp intake of breath.

Biting his lip to think of something—anything to help—he rested her upper torso on thighs as he brushed some of her bangs out of the way. She looked up at him with teary eyes.

"Aishiteru." He clutched her hand tightly, hoping that they wouldn't be her last words. He took deep breaths.

Of course a bullet wouldn't kill her—she was Sailor Moon.

She was invincible.

"Hai." He whispered back, "But don't you dare think about leaving me."

She chuckled lightly as the medical doctors reached her side now. "If I did, who would look after you?"

"Shouldn't it be the other way around?" He let his eyes trail down to the gash the medics were inspecting as they wrapped some gauze over the slash.

"Were going to have to take her to the hospital." Usagi clutched her fiancé's hand. "Don't leave me," she whispered with fearful eyes.

He picked her hand up and brought it to his lips, her eyes following him the whole way. "He gently kissed it, "Never."

TBC

Author's note: Muahahah! Yes! I have finished this story (on my computer at least) so now it will leave me alone! Yessss!

:ahem: Okay, yeah… I thought that it's been a while since I've written anything that isn't Gundam Wing and…yeah…well, you get the picture.

Okay, so from this point on I'm probably going to ramble. Yes. So, this story hit me while I was trying to sleep with caffeine in my system (which it always is XD) So, that was the "birth" of this story.

Yeah, expect a happy ending. Reviews and comments are always loved.

Before I get yelled at :Sniffle: For not working on updating my other stories when I should be… :dashes off: I think I'm going to go swimming or update or something like that…

Love, Red Tail