Sorry about the time gap... long story short, exams, exams, more exams, life got in the way, etc.

Hopefully from now until the end of this fic, I'll be able to upload regularly every two days... let's hope I can keep it like that.

for now, enjoy this chapter~!

~Lena Lawlipop

Disclaimer: I do not own Trauma Team

CHAPTER 3: Downhill

Little Guy's POV

It's almost time for my alarm to go off when I notice that my phone is ringing. I pick up as quickly as I can, but I still miss it. I look at the ID, and call Naomi back, yawning.

"Dr. Kimishima, what's the matter?"

"Little Guy, you've got to help us!"

"Alyssa?!" I get up quickly, my legs getting tangled with the bed sheets "What's wrong?"

"Alyssa!" Naomi's voice can be heard "I told you to call the police, ugh, give me that"

"I am the police" I point out, as I hear a soft chuckle.

"Yes you are. But I mean, no offense Little Guy but you're not working right now. We kinda need a policeman right now..." she sighs, making me more nervous.

"Well, what for? What's going on? Should I go over there, or...?"

"No, I think we got this under control over here. But... remember how we said this guy probably had more friends involved in the case? One of them forced our door and if I hadn't been awake packing, he would have probably hurt us..."

"But Naomi, you need help! Tell him to come over!" an annoyed tch follows the kid's words.

"I'm fine, Alyssa, it's just a scratch. I'll clean it in a minute"

"He hurt you?" panic rises on my throat. Just a scratch my ass, this woman can't admit to being hurt for god's sake! "I'm going over there, hand the phone to Alyssa." she snorts.

"Just why do you think I'd do that, Little Guy?" her voice sounds amused, but I can hear Alyssa tapping her foot on the ground not so far from her.

"Because honestly, after what happened with Rosalia, I'm not exactly convinced when you say you're fine. Just be glad I'm not calling an ambulance. Now let me talk with Alyssa." she whistles.

"So you have some balls after all. It's fine, agent, you can talk to Alyssa. I'm fine I promise. This is not... This is not Rosalia all over again, alright? Calm down" she teases, but her voice is gentle. But when Alyssa picks up the phone, she sounds anxious.

"Little Guy? Is Naomi going to be alright?"

"Now, calm down, and tell me exactly what happened" I urge her.

"This bad guy broke into our place while we slept! I was still sleeping, so I don't know how, but when I woke up, I saw Naomi chasing him outside...! She has this big wound on her forehead and it's bleeding!" I take a deep breath.

"How big?"

"I can't see, there's too much blood..." the kid is way too nervous, and I sigh.

"Okay, Alyssa, listen carefully. Since she's conscious, I don't think it's nothing too complicated, alright? But just in case, I'm going over there in a couple of minutes. Until then, let her take care of it the way she wants to. She'll know what to do, alright?"

"Why don't we call a doctor...?"

"I don't think she needs one for this. I'll go check anyway, and then we'll arrange things so we don't have to move too much. I think Naomi has more traveling scheduled already, if that's the case then we'll have to take you with us... It could be dangerous here. I'll talk to my boss, and then go over alright? Don't call the police, I'll do it now for you."

"... alright. What do I do then?"

"Just keep an eye on Naomi. If she can't stop the bleeding, or if she starts feeling dizzy, or nauseous, call me immediately. Also, Alyssa, get ready for class or you'll be late. I'll drive you to school only if you're ready when I get there."

"Alright..."

She hangs up, as my alarm goes off. I stop it and pull to my feet quickly. I throw a few more clothes into my small suitcase, in case Naomi has indeed more traveling ready after Paris, and grab a muffin and a coffee before running off to the office.

After informing my boss, and having him arrange things so Alyssa would come with us until we determined whether she'd be in danger without us or not, I quickly drive to her place. As I park, and Alyssa comes out to greet me, I feel the adrenaline bust coming to an end, leaving me very tired. I pull her into a soft hug which she returns, and we walk inside. Naomi is laying on the couch, a small piece of bandage covering her forehead. When she sees me, she pulls it away for long enough for me to see a not so big cut, already disinfected, just above her eyebrow. I cringe.

"Does that hurt much?" she shrugs "Did you take anything for the pain?"

"No, it doesn't hurt that much. It'll be alright soon, the bleeding has almost stopped." I wait as she presses the bandage against the wound again, keeping it steady with some tape. Alyssa tugged at my sleeve.

"What now, Little Guy?"

"I already talked to my boss. We're bringing Alyssa with us to Paris, and we'll have to stay there until the FBI decides exactly how dangerous this guys are." they both nod. "For now, though, you have classes, so let's head out. We'll pick you up after your classes and head to the airport" she pouts, but goes for her coat anyway. I look back at Naomi "Can you manage? I'm gonna be covered by paperwork at the office for a few hours"

"I'll get Alyssa's things ready in a moment." I nod.

"If you need help, though, give me a call. We don't want you losing your balance or anything, after a hit on the head" she nods too.

"Don't worry, I'll take it easy. Thankfully my things are already prepared, so it won't take me too much. I'll make some sandwiches so we can eat on our way to the airport as well." I nod. That's probably for the best, we don't have much time after Alyssa gets our of school.

"Alright. Let's get this done then. C'mon, Alyssa. Let's get going"

It still takes a bit of convincing a few reassuring hugs from Naomi to get Alyssa to move, but we make it to her school in time. After that, I have to go back to my office and do paperwork. It's a pain.

Naomi's POV

As soon as they get out of the house, I let my head rest against the soft surface of the cushions in the sofa for a moment, with a sigh. The wound pulses with my heartbeat, and the feeling of it is a nauseous one. I swallow a few times, take a few deep breaths, and then walk to the kitchen to take a painkiller. Little Guy was right to be worried after all... might as well take care of myself.

I slowly work on getting Alyssa proper clothing for some time, and pile it on her bed. I trip, though, when I try to reach for the suitcase, so I don't. I whine loudly, thankful that there is nothing around while I allowed myself to complain verbally for the first time about my head wound. I press my hand to it again. It was hot, and it hurt... I close my eyes for a moment, but I don't get to fall asleep, as my phone rings just then. I pick up without looking at the ID name.

"Yes?"

"Dr. Kimishima, it's me" I breathe. Little Guy... "I just called to check on you, how are you doing?" I ponder my options...

"I'm fine... what about you?" he stutters, and I blink in tired surprise. What was wrong with that question?"

"I'm almost done with paperwork..." is his careful and shy reply. "Why are you asking...?"

"Why shouldn't I...?" he stays in silence for a moment, and then sighs.

"Alright. Why don't you rest a little? I'll go over there in a few minutes, and finish with Alyssa's things"

"Hm...?"

"Naomi. Don't fall asleep. Talk to me" I hear hurried steps over the line.

"I'm not..."

"Talk to me. Tell me what you're doing" he ushers me. I hear a chair being pushed back, a laptop being closed, a briefcase being opened. I close my eyes again. I suddenly feel really tired...

"I'm... I'm in Alyssa's room... I'm sitting on her bed. I... I have this red shirt..." he chokes.

"Alyssa's?" I frown

"Well, duh..." he laughs breathlessly, and I hear a keys sound "What?"

"Nevermind. Keep going"

"The suitcase is kinda far, Little Guy. Can you hand it over?"

"Sure thing. Give me a minute" I hum an affirmative answer as I feel Alyssa's plushie under my cheek "What are you doing?"

"I'm... nothing. I'm talking to you" he says something that sounds like 'un-huh' but I'm half asleep "My head hurts..."

"I know, Naomi. I'll be there soon. Can you lay down in her bed while you wait for me?" I nod, forgetting he can't see me. "Naomi?"

"I'm on it"

"Good... Count sheeps" I try to laugh at him.

"Don't talk to me like that. I'm too old to count sheeps"

"Counting always helps"

"One Little Guy" I manage to tease. He laughs "Two Little Guys... three Little Guys... four Little Guys..."

I lose count of it by thirty Little Guys, and even then I'm counting on automatic. There's a car sound on the other side of the line, and he isn't talking anymore. Slowly, I fall asleep.

Alyssa's POV

"Little Guy you're late!" I cry as I hug him "I was scared, is Naomi alright?" I peek from his shoulder and he nods enthusiastically.

"I told you not to worry didn't I? She just needs to rest a lot, alright? Don't bother her" I nod. I can do that.

"I'm hungry, Little Guy" I whisper as we hop into his car. He nods.

"Hang in there for a minute, we'll get to the airport in just a few minutes. We'll wake Naomi and eat there, okay?"

"Okay!"

By the time we get to the airport, Naomi has woken up on her own, which is good if the light in Little Guy's eyes is anything of an indicator. I hug her, and she smiles, apparently a little confused. She crosses a glance with him through the front mirror, and sighs. She touches her forehead slightly, mentions that she feels a lot better now, and he nods, whispering a quiet 'that's good'.

We eat some sandwiches and Little Guy buys me apple juice. I'm kinda excited, I haven't been in a plane since a few years ago, and I can barely remember.

Little Guy's POV

Naomi seems to be fine now. She probably took something for the pain, before I called, and it took some time to kick on. I'm glad I called... She sleeps through the plane ride for the most part, so I play with Alyssa for a while, and work some more when she starts reading a book. I send some mails to her teachers so they know what's going on, at least part of it, and don't get worried, and revise some files from the case so we can make sense of this as soon as possible.

Once in Paris, it's not too difficult to find the hotel we're staying in, and I drop on the bed, offering the girls the bathroom first. It's a room for two, meaning the three of us will have to sleep together for tonight. They accept the offer, both of them way more lively than I feel. I close my eyes for a moment, laying on top of the covers of the bed. They're made of cotton, and they're comfy. They're a soft pink color. Guessing that I might as well sleep until they are finished with the bathroom, I let myself fall into slumber.

I wake up with a soft touch in my shoulder. I open my eyes to find Naomi there, and she points at the bathroom. Her hair is still wet, and the cut on her forehead has been cleaned. She brings a finger to her lips to indicate silence, and I find Alyssa already sleeping on the bed beside me. I nod, and go for the bathroom.

Once I'm done, I join them in the bed, sandwiching Alyssa between Naomi and I. She turns around to look at me.

"What now?" she asks, quietly. I shrug, and sigh.

"We'll have to think of some sort of plan. We can't leave Alyssa alone for long periods of time either..."

"We're only staying here for today and tomorrow" she adds, sounding somewhat apologetic "I didn't mean for her to get involved. This was supposed to be just like last week..." I nod

"I know. I still don't get what you're trying to do, but that will probably have to wait until we can get Alyssa out of here" she nods as well.

"I'm sorry..."

"Hey, it's fine. We're going to make it through this just fine. So far, we can't really say they have an interest on her, and now I'm going to be with you both whenever we have to go back to the States. Here on France, you're both safe. Don't worry about it. The FBI is looking for clues too over there, we're not alone in this" she doesn't say anything, just nods slightly. I adjust the heavy covers on top of all of us, and close my eyes "You know I won't let anyone hurt any of you, right?" I don't open my eyes, so I can't really see her expression. I can, though, hear her breathing stop for a second, before going back to normal.

"Yes, Little Guy. I know..." good. Good...

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~Lena Lawlipop