Disclaimer: I don't own DC.

A/N: This is an extensional story to my old one 'Too Late'.
Thanks to 3aboOorah, I've been inspired. Here, I'm going to complete it.

Summary: For those who didn't read my previous fic. Here is a brief recount of what happened but still I advise you to read it firstly -

Ai had succeeded in making the cure and gave it to Conan who was flying of joy. However, Ai absconded leaving a letter for him and a little gift confessing everything she had felt.


Better Late Than Never

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Chapter 1

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Ai's POV

It was so hard for me to leave everything I have always loved and got used to just in one night. It was really difficult to give up on everything I ever wished to happen. I knew it was a hard choice for me; however, I had to pick that choice. Even though I knew it would torture me but I don't have to be selfish. I knew it; I knew if I had stayed I couldn't stand watching him with her.

I didn't realize from the very beginning that I was falling deeper and deeper with every minute spent in his company. It was just like the shifting sands, I get sunk as time passes and I lose my way for going back on. Anyway, I did make a choice and I wish I don't get weaker by the days and never return back to what I've decided.

After I had left the letter and the antidote for him, I ran out of the house immediately before I could change my mind.

Making my way through the streets, I observed that every thing seemed calm naturally since it was probably midnight. I looked around recognizing the place as if bidding my last farewell to every single part in the town. The whole situation was freaking me out.

Afterwards, a lone taxi stopped for me. Maybe the driver felt sorry for a little kid wandering in the streets in such hour through that weather.

'Just in time.'

I muttered to myself contently. I was shivering from the cold weather as snow kept falling around me. I have always liked the scenery of snow descending down in the dark whitening the world up. However, somehow I had that bad feeling. Something was not going right around me. I looked around seeing nothing but the cold icy atmosphere surrounding me. I'm probably getting more paranoid. I got into the car giving him the address of the airport; the place where I would leave everything behind and start over a new beginning, running away from my heart affairs and these drastic men looking after me.

I breathed heavily clutching my hands together seeking for warmth. I was aroused from my deep thoughts by the deep gruff voice of the drive.

"Feeling cold?"

"Just a little," I answered cautiously. Definitely that was a lie since I felt that my hand would freeze on the spot.

"I will close the windows if you want." he suggested friendlily.

"Thanks." I whispered, thinking that's better. The last thing I would need now in this time is a talkative nosy driver asking me what I am doing alone without my parents.

A while later as he closed the windows sequentially, I gazed at him from behind through the front mirror. I noticed some kind of smirk on his face before he covered his mouth with his scarf. At first, I thought it was just my imagination and wondered why he would cover himself with the scarf after closing all the windows. It was getting hotter anyway. That was not until something else caught my attention.

There was something abnormal in the atmosphere; the smell was that kind of gases spread in the hospitals. I tried to withhold my breath. However, before I could realize anything, everything was fluctuating around me and my vision blurred out. I tried to pull the door open without avail.

"Just relax." I heard the driver's nasty voice beneath his dreadful smirk.

"What the—" I struggled to stay conscious. Yet, everything went black thereafter.


To be continued...

What do you think? I hope you liked it. This idea ran down my mind while I was trying to sleep last night. :D
So weird, Inspirational thoughts always haunts me while I'm trying to sleep. LOL.

Please review.