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Chapter Four:
Why did the gods of traffic decide that now was the time they were going to make the worst traffic to drive in of all time?
Amon's impatience was wearing thin.
For some reason everyone was heading out in their cars to travel. It wasn't until now that he realized that it must be because all the witches, upon being found out, were trying to flee the country as well and probably trying to do it discreetly. Which meant by car. Wonderful.
A fit of hacking brought Amon out of his annoyed inner rant. Worry plagued him every time he heard that noise, like the sound of a dog right before it threw up as Dojima had rightly put it. The thought of anything Dojima said ending up being accurate made him cringe. What was this world coming to?
He glanced into the rearview mirror to check on Robin. Her hands went up to cover her mouth and her eyes squinted closed with the effort. Eyes flicking to the road and back and now he could only see the top of her red head bobbing up and down with every cough. She had doubled over in pain.
Amon could barely hear his own cough over a loud sucking sound coming from behind him. It abruptly stopped and everything was silent until he heard Dojima say. "Hey, are you breathing?" followed by a hollow thump.
"That looked like it hurt, she's more fragile than you ya know." Sakaki scolded.
"No, actually I think-" Michael's alarmed voice was drowned out by another hollow thump.
From the corner of his eye, Amon spotted Karasuma turning around her seat. "Yurika, what are you-" Another hollow thump and Robin's vomiting dog cough started up again. It sounded different this time…more wet maybe? "Oh my God, are you okay?" Amon paled.
The fit continued. "Is that blood?"
Blood? A cold sweat started down the back of his neck. He glanced back into the rearview mirror but all see could see was Dojima's hand on Robin's back, the back of Karasuma's head, Sakaki leaning over Michael and Michael's worried expression.
"Check her temperature or something!" Karasuma.
A pause. Michael. "She's a lot hotter than Haruto."
"And she's really pale." Dojima added.
"I can see that!" Karasuma snapped.
"Actually, she's looking a little green." Sakaki.
Through the unhelpful bickering he heard a sound that made him tear his eyes from the mirror to the seat behind him. Robin was crying.
He promptly pulled the car over on the side of the road. Unbuckling, he turned to the backseat. "Are you going to be alright?" he asked softly.
Her hair whipped around her face and hands that covered her tear stained eyes. "I'm sorry," she whispered, shaking her head back and forth.
"Michael, find the closest doctor's, preferably near a hotel just in case." Michael nodded in response, taking his laptop out of it's bag. Amon turned back to Robin and placed his hand on her knee. "Don't worry, everything's going to be fine."
Half an hour later they pulled into Kinan federal hospital. Amon was amazed by how packed the parking lot was. It seemed like everyone wanted in. People rushed inside from here and there. They just had to pick today to all get sick.
He stopped in the middle of the lot. "I'm just going to go in with her, you guys go get lunch or something." With quick movements he got out of the car. "Karasuma." Amon started as Sakaki and Michael got out so Robin could. She leaned over to his window and he handed her his keys. "I'm trusting her to you."
Amon helped Robin out of the car before adding, "I'll call whether or not we'll need you to pick us up or if you need to get a place to stay tonight." He wrapped his arm around her tiny waist and pulled his jacket over the both of them.
The team drove away behind them.
"I'm sorry, we're supposed to be hurrying…" Robin's hoarse voice could hardly be heard over the sound of wind and rain.
"This detour's worth it." He hated that she apologized as if it were her fault she had gotten sick.
She stumbled and when her coughing started up again he could feel her body shaking. His hold on her tightened.
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