A/N: So, I'm back. Sorry it took so long but between school, assignment/tests and sickness, it's been difficult to find motivation. Thanks for all the follows and favs and reviews are addressed at the end. This chapter is based on the novel version of this scene and is a bit different from the other two chapters but I really wanted to play with this scene as the emotion is pretty interesting on both sides, and I think it shows a lot of emotion which he doesn't know the reason behind. Hope you like it.

He felt a slight warmth around him that was so different to the cold that had been all he could feel other than the pain for so long. The warmth and pressure around him was slowly bringing him out of the darkness that he had obviously fallen into at some point. Then he heard a whisper of sound, her voice, but that was impossible, he was alone here in this place with only people who wanted to bring him pain knowing where he was, but how he wished he was with her, in any other situation than the one he had found himself in.

Then he felt the warmth caress his cheek, and another whisper of her voice, then sobs. But it couldn't be, he thought as the pain started to come out of the darkness as well with his other senses. She shouldn't now where he was, let alone follow him there.

He opened his eyes a crack, and she was there, holding him and crying. The idiot, he thought as he came to the conclusion that they were alone, didn't she realise that it may not be safe here.

"I…ha…" he managed to get out.

She looked confused when she heard his voice, looked at him, moved her ear to his mouth, then exclaimed, "Yakumo-kun. You're alive!" smiling. Her smile and look of obvious relief in her face almost made him forget the situation they were in and his pain. Until she hugged him with such strength that the pain once again grew to an unbearable level, forcing him to groan. Which caused her to pull back and check his face again.

"Are you okay?" she asked, what did she expect him to answer with.

"I'm not… You can tell… by looking, can't you?" His voice was to faint for his liking and the effort to answer her caused him to cough. But how could he not reply with the way she was looking at him with such concern, and inside knowing that if he didn't act as normal as possible that it would just worry her more.

"I thought you'd really died." She told him with such sadness in her voice, once again he had no other choice but to reply.

"Don't kill me off…" He told her through the pain.

She was gripping his hand, it felt good to focus on that, much better than the pain. He had hoped to see her again through all that had happened in this cabin but he didn't really want her to follow him, not when it had been so dangerous for her.

"Why are… you here?"

"Isn't it obvious? Because I'm meddlesome." She replied to him. He wasn't able to stop the slight smile this caused when he remembered all the times he had called her that.

Then another wave of pain broke over him and he couldn't do anything other than groan and double over in pain.

She hugged him though it and then whispered about going to get help, and then stood but before she could leave he appeared again. Fear overrode the pain, fear for her, fear of what that man would or could do to her.

"Run!" he yelled at her. But she didn't, instead trying to help him up before losing her balance and then trying to help him up.

No, she needed to get out of there, so he brushed away her hand trying to get her to leave him. But of course, the idiot wouldn't take the hint, and kept up trying to help him up.

That man reached them too soon, and revealed his eyes to her.

And what was her reaction to it but to hug him. That man was talking to her, almost ignoring him. Telling her that she wasn't good for him that without her he would have taken a different path. The path part may be true but the fact that she wasn't good for him wasn't. Then he started to threaten her with the knife and he couldn't do anything but yell "Stop It!" He wasn't just going to sit there and let that man hurt her.

Then that man started up again, threatening torture to her.

Then out of seeming nowhere a woman appeared, standing between them and that man, protecting them. No, not just a woman.

"Mother…" That man wasn't going to fight her, he just turned away and left.

Yakumo couldn't remain wake now that they were safe and slipped into a faint.

Reviews: Tarawiel Thanks, :) as you might pick up from this chapter, I think the novels give more room to describe the characters emotion that might be why it relates to that, I don't know. Nachete I'm not actually sure where I'm taking this at this point, Thank you and I'm sorry it took so long to get this one up.

Please let me know how I'm doing so I can hopefully get more ideas.