I don't know why, but whenever I upload chapters, the bloody editor changes everything. Whenever I think I've fixed it, there are formatting problems…'Sigh' I will do my best to go back and resolve these formatting problems. Curses the software for deleting her spacing.
As for the timeframe. Originally act two was supposed to be 9 to 13 chapters, but then I felt that the story would begin to drag plus like with act one I threw away the notes. But do know this, Act three: Finale is one chapter away. Also I beg that you do not kill me…I was kinda watching ER when I was writing a majority of this Chapter and well…. bows apologetically
Anyway as most of the chapters in act two, this one too is a song fic chapter set to the tune Endless Sorrow by Ayume Hamasaki. I used the English translation of the song in the fic but if you want the original Japanese romanji you can find it on Animelyrics dot com (have to type it like this or it won't show)
/…lyrics…/
Chapter 14: Fall From Heaven
/…Even if for instance you
Are blind and alone
Even so, if you just still
Try to go ahead…/
For the past few days, Robin had not been feeling very well and Amon could see it in her eyes. In fact Amon could sense something was not right with Robin.
"Robin?"
Concern washed over his face when she didn't answer right away so he gently pulled back the blanket and brushed a few errant strands of ginger blonde hair off her cheek but drew his hand back as if he touched a hot stove…Robin had a terrible fever.
"That's it, I'm calling off work today and calling Rose."
"No, don't," Robin murmured softly. She pushed herself up into a sitting position in the bed, her cheeks flushed and clammy. "Besides, she's coming by later this morning to examine me."
Amon was about to open his mouth to dismiss her plea when his cell phone began to ring. At first he was going to ignore it but he happened to glance at the I.D. widow and murmured angrily answered the call.
Fighting a wave of dizziness, Robin sat up in bed looking directly at Amon instantly knowing that the conversation on the phone was something he did not want to hear. "I'll be fine on my own for a few hours. I promise I'll stay in bed."
Assured of her cooperation, Amon got ready for work. Before he left, he made her a very light breakfast and took it up stairs for her. Just as he opened his mouth to let her know he was about to leave, Amon noticed that she had fallen asleep again so he set the breakfast tray on a small table by the bed then kissed her gently on the lips.
Typical of Chicago, the erratic weather pattern shifted towards the warmer end of the temperature spectrum. On this particular 'warm' June day, Dojima sat outside of the main office building sipping an iced mocha. "Things have been really tense in the office since that confrontation between Amon and Eva"
The younger agent was about to call it a day when she noticed Eva leaving the building earlier than she usually does. "Something weird is going on here…"
"Yurika, you know what they say about people who talk to themselves." Miho teased Dojima surprising the younger woman.
"What are you doing out here, Miho?"
"Well since things have slowed down, Chief put everyone on call and said we can go do whatever."
Yurika's face lit up with delight at the thought of guilt-free shopping. "Well if that's the case, I'm going shopping."
Before Miho could ask her about her audible thoughts, Yurika was already gone heading towards Michigan Ave. A mask of concern washed over her face as she recalls what she overheard Yurika thinking about. "She has been leaving awfully early"
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She did not care if members of Amon's team saw her leave the office early. Honestly she did not care about working for Division Thirteen anymore because the money Solomon was giving her to finish Ivy's job was more than what she made in a month.
As usual she made a B-line directly home but this time a package awaited her.
Upon reaching the confines of her condo, Eva hastily gave Mrs. Whitmore, her housekeeper, a thick envelope. "Here's twenty five thousand dollars as well as some excellent references," she said as she pushed the older woman out of the condo not leaving any room for discussion. After she secured the door Eva sat at a desk in her bedroom and opened the box.
Inside the shipping box was another box with a set of runes burnished into the surface of the wood and a letter. Eva raised an eyebrow and read the very simple letter.
"You know what to do so do not fail us."
After reading the brief letter, She opened the wooden box revealing a dulled silver revolver and forty-eight bullets along with instructions on making more. A cold smile touched her lips as her slender mocha hued fingers brushed the cool metal.
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/…Come here and take my hand…/
Robin sighed softly as she walked through the back door returning from her short walk to the store. Normally she was not supposed to go anywhere without Amon or Rose with her but she really wanted some ice cream and did not want to bother Rose who had just left fifteen minuets before her craving hit.
"Robin, I told not to leave the house unescorted," Amon spoke up from the kitchen door, a mild tinge of anger and fear mixed in his tone.
Startled, Robin dropped the bag from the grocery store and looked directly at Amon. "Don't scare me like that Amon," Robin spoke softly. "I wanted a sundae so I just went up the street to the store to get some ice cream and chocolate sauce." Slowly Robin began to bend down and pick up the shopping bag, but in a few quick steps he was beside his wife and retrieved the bag.
"You really had me worried," his tone softened as he looked into her eyes and gently brushed his fingers against her cheek. "You should have called, I would have picked it up for you on my way home.
Robin sighed softly, "I know Amon, but I've been cooped up in this house all day and I'm really bored. And before you say it, I already finished the nursery."
Amon smiled warmly at his wife and wrapped his arms around her holding her close. Just as Robin stood on her toes to exchange a tender kiss with Amon, she winced in extreme pain and wrapped her arms around her protruding belly
The smile faded from Amon's face when he saw the pain etched across his Robin's gentle face. "What's wrong?"
"The baby," Robin managed to groan between clinched teeth
"It's…" he began, but the sound of something dripping on the linoleum floor caught his attention. Amon gasped terrified for his wife's health as well as the baby's…Blood.
/…Even if your wings
Are all gone but one
Even if of my wings
Only one remains…/
There was no hesitation in his actions; Amon quickly scooped Robin up in his arms bridal style and ran outside. He laid her against the back seat of his car and quickly sped off towards the hospital arriving there in record time.
"Someone help!" Amon called as he ran through the emergency room doors carrying a now unconscious Robin in his arms. By now the lower half of her light gray dress was several shades darker permanently stained by her blood.
A young woman long blonde hair and dressed in nurses scrubs looked up from the paperwork she was doing and quickly grabbed a gurney.
Amon gently placed Robin on the gurney and followed as the nurses and doctors quickly wheeled her into a trauma room. He held tightly to her hand until the young blonde nurse stopped him.
Masking his despair behind a stoic façade, Amon made his way to the payphone to call Rose.
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Mari sat at the kitchen table with Michael who to both Rose's delight and rile, had become a frequent visitor to the house. Rose understood that Michael had no family, but he spent so much time at her house when he got off of work that she felt she needed to start charging him rent.
The healer set about her evening task of cooking dinner earlier than usual seeing as she was also making dinner for Robin and Amon giving the fact that she told Robin to stay off her feet unless necessary.
Just as the healer finished prepairing the dinner she was going to have Mari deliver, the phone rang and Rose answered. Before she could even say hello, the chipper expression on her face quickly snapped to one of pure shock.
"She did What!" Rose exclaimed shocked. "I told her to call me if she needed anything and that Included ice cream."
Mari looked up from what she was working on with Michael and listened to the one side of the conversation.
"I'll be right there as soon as possible!' Rose spoke before she hung up the phone. In a mad dash she tore off her apron and grabbed her purse not really caring she still had on her head wrap. "Mari, don't worry about making that delivery to the Nagira's tonight.
"What happened?" Mari asked her frazzled aunt.
"Robin…she went into premature labor and lost a lot of blood. Amon rushed her to the hospital."
Now it was Michael's turn to be surprised. "Robin was pregnant? Amon never said anything to anyone at the office."
Rose paused in her rushing and looked at the two teens. "Well, Amon does not look like he would be a person to openly talk about private matters. And from my experience, I guess he considers family private."
Michael nodded his head understanding
/… Even if for instance you
Lose every single thing you believe in
Even if for instance all that remains
With you is despair…/
After he got off the phone with Rose, Amon quickly made his way back to the trauma room where doctors were working to save his wife and unborn child. He noticed that Robin has regained consciousness and was calling for him. Ignoring the nurse's objection, Amon entered the room and stood by Robin's side taking her hand in his.
The nurse was about to protest and call for security to remove Amon from the premises but one of the doctors interjected bringing an end to the blonde nurse's protests. He watched from his position at Robin's side wiping sweat from her forehead with his free hand.
He watched as the fiery tempered nurse did an ultrasound on Robin's abdomen to check the baby's status. A sudden feeling of dread when he saw frown cross her face. "Its heartbeat is weak."
"Well she's too far dilated to try and stop labor and this baby is really premature." The doctor replied to the nurse having all but forgotten Amon's presence in the room for a moment.
"Please God, let Robin and the baby be okay," Amon mentally prayed tuning out all other sounds around him except for Robin's labored breathing.
/…Somehow, please answer my prayers…/
"Sir!" the doctor called sharply to Amon. "Do you want us to take measures to save the baby!"
"Of Course!" Amon snapped back at the doctor for asking such an asinine question.
"You are aware…" the doctor began to tell Amon about the possible health problems the child could face in the future.
"I Don't Care!! Just Save My Wife And Baby!!!" Amon snapped.
Robin's breath had become more labored as she felt like she was breathing through a straw while buried in thick mud and tightened her grip drastically on Amon's hand before it went slack.
The doctor was shocked by Amon's tone and continued to work when an almost shrill alarm alerted the doctors to Robin's sudden turn for the worse.
"I'm sorry, but you really do have to leave this time, the blonde nurse sighed as she pulled Amon away from Robin and led him to the waiting room.
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Arriving at the hospital in record time, Rose quickly sought out Amon finding the dour ex hunter in the waiting room. "Amon?" she called softly to him.
"Where were you?" he softly growled at the healer. "You were supposed to be there with her," his tone carrying an iciness to it.
"I had errands to run, but I…I'm so sorry Amon"
"Sorry doesn't cut it Rose!" Amon snapped. He turned his gaze away from Rose and ran his fingers through his hair, which had grown to his shoulders.
Dejected, Rose sat down on the hard plastic seat in the emergency room as a tense silence fell over the two of them as time passed.
/…In this world overflowing
with angels without wings…/
Hours passed as they sat and waited for some word when finally the doctor who attended to Robin approached the brooding man. "Mr. Nagira?"
Amon's head shot up as he ceased his silent prayers for his wife and child. He could instantly tell that the news was not good by the expression on the doctor's face. "It was touch and go, but we were able to save your wife and she is recovering up in ICU."
A slight pressure lifted off Amon's chest for a moment at the doctor's words but returned just a quick when he realized he hadn't mentioned the baby. "And what of the baby?"
The doctor sighed and ran his fingers through his coppery red hair. "Keep in mind that he was born a month and a half premature…" his words began to blend in a great jumble.
Out of the corner of his left eye he could see from Rose's expression that the news about his son was not good as he watched the healer pale visibly.
"…Your son may not make it through the night."
/… Even if of your wings
None have been left
If only one of my wings
Is left then
Together… together…
Author's notes…
Ducks and hides behind a barricade. Don't hurt me!!! I really really don't like cliffhangers, but I felt it builds suspense. If it seems like I am slowing down again it is because I have been busy with a big dress order.
Puppetmonkey: it's a boy
Joan: Thank you, your reviews as well as the reviews of others have kept me going
Lara: Michael and Mari's relationship is kept pretty much vague because the primary focus is on Amon and Robin and their new life together. But I've been toying with the idea of doing a spin off series starring them. Though doubt I'll do it seeing as some of the more picky writers out there will call her a mary sue or some shit like that…(pardon the explanative)
Illusions-chan: Thank you and as for the problems with the formatting, I have no idea why the text preview keeps changing my layout.
Wherebegone: yeah I Loved writing that part too back in ch. 13. not to give anything away for Act III which is actually one chapter away.
Amon's angel of Darkness: Still every little positive review is like a push to continue and between you and me, this is looking like it will be the first fic I've finished after Mimic in 2001.
Keep the reviews coming I love you all!!!