A/N: Happens after The Raven Chaser. Some part of the dialogue are taken directly from the movie translation.

All mistakes are mine. Hope you enjoy it!

Conan was mind numbingly tired. After running around in that tower, getting hit by a hulking man, getting almost hit by a bullet and jumping off a roof of the tallest building in Tokyo, amongst other things, he felt like someone had sucked all the energy out of him. Well, someone, being the Black Organization.

But before that, he had to go check on Ran. He hadn't expected her to show up and he certainly hadn't expected her to take on a member of Black Organization the way she did. She dodged a bullet. She freaking dodged a bullet. Would she ever stop surprising him?

But then, Irish's mask tore and Ran was taken aback. She hadn't expected that and it showed when she froze and got punched by him. Before that, she had the upper hand. He knew he had to get her out of the tower safely and only one person could possibly persuade her to back off. And so, he used Shinichi's voice.

He better get his excuse ready as to why Shinichi was not present when the police start questioning them for the details about the case. He walked towards the place where Ran and Sonoko were talking to Detective Sato and he could hear the tail end of the conversation where Detective Sato told Ran that she would talk to her about the details at a later time and was going to call for a ride to get her home. A part of him admitted that he felt a lot better when he could talk to Ran after a long, weary case and this one definitely was a weary case.

And when he saw Sonoko get up, he walked up to her and said, "Ran-neechan, Shinichi-niichan said that the case had been solved." Well, apparently, he had an excuse ready.

But when Ran spoke, "Come to think of it, Shinichi…" he scrambled to explain, "About that, he said that he had another case…"

Ran frowned as she said, "He left abruptly again?" He nodded and was about to say to her that Shinichi-niichan said to keep his involvement a secret, when Ran crossed her arms and said, "I'm sure he said something like 'Don't tell anyone I was involved.'"

He laughed sheepishly when he suddenly remembered; he had another thing to tell her, "He also said it was all right for you to call now."

When Ran turned to look at him with her brows furrowed and said in a part angry, part mocking tone, "'All right to call'"? He immediately rescinded his previous sentence and said, "Ah no… he might have said 'Please call.'"

Ran's face smoothed out and she smiled, "Well, just hearing his voice is enough, I guess," she looked outside the tower, now devoid of glasses, and continued, "Besides, voice aside, there are people who can only meet once a year," referring to the Tanabata festival.

"Ran-chan, your ride is here. You and Conan-kun can go home now," Detective Sato said from across the room and disappeared as swiftly as she had entered, busy talking to somebody on her phone.

Ran stood from her seat when Sonoko reached her with a soda in her hand. "Here, Ran, your drink."

"Thanks, Sonoko, Conan-kun and I are going home, do you want to come with us?" she asked. Sonoko just waved her hand, told her to not worry and that she had called home. A driver would be there any minute to pick her up.

They said their goodbyes and entered the empty elevator. As the doors closed, Ran turned towards Conan, "It was scary, wasn't it, Conan-kun? Good thing, Shinichi came to save us." Conan just nodded his head and hummed in agreement. He was about to fall asleep, all the adrenaline had washed away and Ran's hand was clutched around his tiny ones and everything was fine. He just wanted to sleep when Ran said, "When did the glasses break, though, Conan-kun? There was only that one man who looked like Superintendent Matsumoto. And then, Shinichi came in. Did you see anybody else? And where is that man? I didn't see him at all."

All thoughts of sleep flew from his head as he came to realize what Ran was asking and he wanted to hit himself.

Ran looked down to see Conan staring horrifyingly at the ground and immediately regretted asking him questions after going through that experience. Poor kid must have been scared out of his mind and she was making him remember all the scary memories. She crouched on the elevator floor and hugged his little body sideways, "I'm sorry, Conan-kun. You must have been so scared. You don't have to talk about it if you don't want to, okay?"

All Conan could hear was white noise. How could he have been so stupid? Ran wasn't blind. Of course, she would see those broken glasses and ask questions. Not to mention, she had scratches on her arm where the glasses had sliced her. Even if he had given her the excuse that Shinichi had intervened, how could he explain the substantial amount of evidence left behind that screamed that there were more than two people involved? Plus, the fact that the man she had almost defeated was killed? He was sure that Ran didn't know about it, primarily, because he had made sure to be with her after he had seen the helicopter burst and stayed with her until the paramedics had separated them to treat their injuries.

After that, the police had come in and they were busy giving their statements but he was positive that Ran didn't know that Irish had died. But that wouldn't stay secret for long, especially when they would come to ask for their statements in detail. The police were bound to ask Ran if she had seen somebody kill the man who looked like Superintendent Matsumoto. And that would open up another can of worms.

The elevator pinged when they reached the ground floor. Ran took his hand and they both entered the police car that was waiting. Conan walked in a daze, partially aware that he was now seated, when another nauseating thought hit him.

There was a possibility that Gin might have seen Ran. He knew that the possibility was miniscule, considering that Ran was lying face down on the floor but their reputation preceded them. The Organization didn't leave any stone unturned. And if, any one on that helicopter had seen that there were three bodies lying on the floor, they wouldn't waste any time in finding out the identities of these people. And if they found out about Ran…

His body shivered at the thought. He had already dreamt many times about Ran getting almost killed by Gin or Vodka. Almost because even his subconscious couldn't imagine Ran actually getting killed. He wasn't going to let those nightmares come true. At any cost.

A/N: That's it. I had a vague idea and I wrote about it. Review to let me know what you thought.