Lady's POV

"Shit." a demon had appeared a few feet in front of the car. Realizing she had no weapon except for the car; which Dante would kill her for doing anything to. Therefore, she spun the wheel to avoid contact; not realizing that the ground had frozen over the night before.

She swerved and hit a patch of ice; that really shouldn't have been there. Literally, it is the middle of June. WTF. Letting out a yell of surprise she crashed into the demon and an on coming car. If the car might have stopped instead of spading through the stop sign maybe the damage would have been less. Luckily, throughout the crash Lady had managed to stay in her seat and not get as injured. Gasping for breath Lady crawled out of the car. Once she was able to stand, she took a look at the car. "FUCK." totaled. Limping a short distance Lady sat on an old bench to check the worst of her injuries. Other than the fact that her ankle was swollen, blood was dripping from her forehead and left arm (which was from the window breaking) and she was having a really hard time breathing.

Lady sat there for a few more minutes then decided to walk the distance back to Devil May Cry. Rounding the corner of second and Main she stepped onto the street not paying attention. WAM! As luck would have it, she didn't receive the full blow. The semi-truck never once stopped to help her all she saw of the man as it passed was a wacko wearing clown makeup screaming, "I like this job." (YES I had to put that in here). She feinted soon after due to blood loss or her many head injuries for the day.

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Dante took her motorcycle to the closest store, walked up to the counter and rang the annoying ass bell. Was it necessary to be that loud? "Hi how may I help you?" An old man stood before him wearing bluish overalls.

"Have you seen a girl with short brown hair and mismatched eyes?"

"Yeah come to think of it. (He rubbed the top of his head in an odd fashion) "She asked me where the nearest gun store was…something about making a sincere apology?"

"where did she go?"

"I told her Main and 36th Ave."

"Thanks.." With that he practically ran out of the store. The old man shook his head. "Kids."

Dante was almost at his destination when he noticed a blockade and a fire truck. Upon closer inspection he noted that it was his car. "MY BABY!" There was a body under a white sheet on the road, wasting less than a second Dante hopped off the bike and jumped over the crowd. Reaching down he pulled the white sheet off the victim. He sighed with relief. Getting up, and being yelled at by police, he walked back to the bike. Taking off in another direction Dante heard an ambulance. Lady couldn't have been far. Rounding a corner he found the ambulance had just started to take off leaving a pile of blood and the forensics team to determine what had happened. He wasn't used to seeing forensics out of a murder or death scene, and if indeed Lady was in that ambulance dead he would be pissed. Even though his mind was clouded with thoughts he managed to catch up to the ambulance and peaked into the back window. Sure enough there she was, already being hooked up to the machines. She looked pale, very pale. He slowed his speed so it wouldn't look suspicious; even though most people knew him.

Lady awoke hours later to find a hand in hers and a head resting on her bed. She placed a kiss on the top of his head. Unknowingly making him smile. "What was that for?" He looked up at her and smirked, "Is my charm finally kicking in?"

"Pfft you wish."

He grew serious, "Yes I do." At a lack for words she turned her face away, looking out at the snow in June.

"Act serious Dante."

"What makes you think I'm not serious." His voice was getting louder.

"Shhh you can't be loud Dante."

"I know. Come on Lady is it really so hard for you to see yourself with me…." He trailed off into silence as he kept her gaze.

"I-"

At that moment a nurse came into the room. "Sir I'm afraid we need to run some tests, you can see here when she's done."

(SIGH) "OK." He let go of her hand, which they both forgot he was holding, and walked out of the room.

"How are my tests looking? Can I get out of here tonight?" Lady smiled in hopes that that would make it ok for her to leave.

"Afraid not. We have a few more and we need to monitor you for the next 24 hours to see if your head injury is bad or just a minor bump." The nurse then wrote a few things down and turned back to Dante; he got to come back into the room cause he was annoying the doctors too much. "Don't let her leave this room." (Insert glare from an attractive nurse).

"Gotcha." He sat next to the bed. "Here that Lady we're going to be hanging in here for the rest of the night."

"Visiting ends at nine."

"Pfft. That concerns me?"

"Well seeing as your not family, our hospital policy is to have the patients have as much rest as possible."

"But I AM family."

She raised an eyebrow as did Lady.

"He's not my fam-"

"Lady its ok. I know your hot for me, but honestly cousins shouldn't feel that way."

"WHAT!" Lady screamed and hit Dante repeatedly. The nurse gave up and left the couple alone.

"Dante are you stupid. Incest?! EW!"

"Hey it got that lady to leave us alone." He smirked and kicked his feet up on the side of her bed.

"Hey…No feet on my bed."

"What if I want to sleep where am I supposed to sleep."

"Go home."

"No." He actually pouted like a little kid.

"Dante, I can take care of myself."

He glared at her. "What?" She shrugged and looked away, his eyes were uncomfortable when he was like this. "I can take care of myself….usually."

"If you hadn't been so careless today maybe you wouldn't be in this mess."

"IM careless."

"Yes."

"What about you?! You're WAY worse than me."

"It takes a lot to kill me Lady. You on the other hand could die if I simply hit you, or you got some sickness."

"So could you!" She pouted.

"End of discussion I win, as usual."

"Dante."

"Lady?" She looked at him in one of the worst ways possible. It seemed like she had reverted back to the first encounters they had.

"Go fuck yourself." With that Lady rolled onto her side and went to bed. Dante's mouth left agape.

Sometime that night Lady felt the need to apologize to him. "You don't have to stay if you don't want to." She rolled over to look at him only to find an empty spot and the window open. Contrary to what she thought had happened Dante didn't go out the window, he just thought it was really warm in there. Dante had just walked into the room with a soda in time to hear her say that and then see the sad look cross her face.

"I know."

Shock registered on her face, along with what looked like relief? He couldn't be sure cause the minute it appeared it disappeared.

"I figured you'd take your time and go back to the "Love Planet".

Even though the comment was to insult him the look in her eyes dared to say otherwise. And instead of answering her truthfully he simply said nothing and sat in the chair again. Saying the truth would be a step in the right direction and would mean that he actually cares.

They sat in silence as the nurses would come in and write down the data from the machines or change her iv. "Nurse?"

Startled the nurse looked at Dante, Lady had fallen asleep. "Yes?"

"Will she be able to go home tomorrow?"

"Yes I think so, her results are done and other than the swelling on her ankle and the cuts on her arms and chest the only pressing thing we needed to keep her here for was the head injury." Dante nodded. "Good night." With that she left.

Picking up her hand he placed a gentle kiss on top. "What do you think you're doing."

Looking at Lady he received a glare.

"Returning the favor." She was silent after that.

"Look Lady I…." Shrugging his shoulders he sat back and relaxed.

"You what?"

"Never mind….How are you feeling?"

"Not too bad minus the pounding headache."

He grinned. "Well it's good to hear that you're recovering. If you didn't hear, tomorrow you can leave depending on your head."

She smiled, "I did hear, and I don't know if I should go back Dante."

"Why not?" He tried to keep the desperation out of his voice.

"I just don't think it'll ever be a home Dante, not to me." She looked sad.

"Just wait till after we go back and have our little drinking contest."

He smirked and she smiled a little, but neither of them were prepared for anything that would come to pass.