Chapter Twenty-Nine:

All Wounds Can Be Healed

Disclaimer: I don't own WHR. I just own the story and the made-up characters in it.

He awoke to a bright light shining in his eyes above his head. It gave him a headache and the first thing he thought was where was his gun so that he could shoot at it.

Amon groaned painfully, bringing up a hand to rub at his forehead. It took his a second to gain back his sense of touch, so when he did, he realized there was a bandage around his head.

"Ah, welcome back to the world of the living, little brother. I'm so happy your awake." A familiar voice said right by his ear.

Amon jumped at the noise. He hadn't realized, or even expected, someone to be in the room with him.

"Damn it, Nagira. Softly, please." He rasped through his teeth, moaning as he sat erect.

"Will do, my younger sibling." Nagira said, his voice just as loud as it was before.

Amon shook his head.

To hell with it. He's not going to listen to me. He thought to himself as he looked around his bedroom. There was Karasuma leaning against the wall near the door. Bruises were all around her neck, as if they were some kind of strange necklace. Sakaki was standing next to her in almost the exact same state.

Andy was on the other side of the room and standing rigidly next to the window in his hospital gown. His arms were crossed over his chest in a way that suggested he was still in pain.

Rain was next to him and leaning on Andy's shoulder. She didn't seem hurt in any way, but she did have a red mark on her cheek where Brock had slapped her.

Kitten was sitting in a chair next to the window that was overlooking the street below. She, too, was still in her hospital gown and had a cast on her arm that ran all the way up to her shoulder.

Bree was standing next to Kitten's chair and leaning back against the window. Her usually grim face was bright and she was smiling. Doujima was next to her in the same position.

Over on one side of Amon's hospital bed was Michael in his own hospital gown leaning up against Eri. Next to them was Master Harry with a small, leather pouch in his right hand.

It seemed as if everyone was there, except for...

Amon swivled his silver gaze back up to Nagira.

"Where's Robin?" He asked in a low voice. His eyes were squinting, as if he thought his own big brother had stashed the young witch somewhere.

Nagira laughed and patted Amon on the head as if he were a dog.

"Not to worry, little bro! She just went to on a little drive in your car. No biggie." He said obnoxiously with an arrogent chuckle.

Amon nodded to show he was satisfied. He then paused, his eyes widening as if he had just realized was Nagira had said.

"She's driving my car?" He inquired, his eyes now wider than the width of a dinner plate. Everyone in the room gave a chuckle at this.

"She's been driving that large-ass vehicle of yours everywhere, Amon. She even drove you here to the hospital and signed you in." Doujima said from her spot at the window, a smile drawing itself across her face. "If you're not careful, she may not want to give it back." She added slyly after a second or two.

Amon ignored the last comment and focused on the first one.

"S-she signed me in?" He stuttered slightly, looking up at Nagira for conformation. His older brother nodded.

"Yep, it's true. She called me after the doctors wheeled you in the ER to get those bullets out of you. She was pretty shook about it, too. I guess she was afraid you wouldn't come out alive. Of course, after all of the shit you've been through, I wouldn't be suprised if you came walking into my office tomorrow with an arrow through your ears." The older man explained with a smile.

Amon scowled at the joke. He then looked over at Michael.

"How did all of you know that I was at the park any way? Brock took away my cellphone, so you couldn't have reached me that way." He said, his face shadowing over in curiousity.

Michael just shrugged, wincing as he did so.

"I'm not sure, Amon. I'm guessing the computer found and targeted you as a witch. That's the only explanation I can come up with." The hacker said.

The ex-hunter frowned at this and cocked his head slightly, as if confused.

"Did Robin drive my car to the park, too?" He asked wth a signiture half-smile.

Michael smiled back.

"As a matter of fact, she did. She did a complete 360 at one point, too." He said, laughing silently at the recent memory.

Eri grinned in Amon's direction, raising a hand to ruffle his already massy hair.

"That's some girl you have, Amon. I don't think I've ever met any one like her." The auburn-haired woman said. The others nodded in agreement.

Amon's eyes became wide again as he looked around at everyone in the room a second time.

After a couple of seconds, he, too, let a smile spread across his face.

"Yeah...I guess I do." He said as he closed his eyes and laid back against his pillows.

All was silent for a few moments. All of the people in the room were content to just spend a little bit of quiet time in the company of one another.

"She's back." Bree suddenly said, pushing herself away from the window with Doujima following in suite.

Amon watched as everyone tromped silently out of the room, all of them smiling as if they all knew something that he didn't. Kitten was even chuckling about something that obviously seemed funny and it made the ex-hunter feel quite nervous.

Just as Andy limped out of the room, Master Hary halted just before he, too, stepped outside the door. He was cocking his head in a funny way, as if he were making sure the others were a good ways down the hall.

After a couple of quiet moments, the older man nodded, as if satisfied by something he did. He then closed the room door and turned to face Amon, at last. His smile was causing his face to wrinkle in an odd, but welcomely familiar way.

"Hello, Amon. I'm glad to see that you are well." He said casually, as if said man were just sitting at his usual place at the bar in his resturaunt.

Amon raised a skeptical eyebrow, but couldn't help but let a small grin spread across his lips.

"You can't fool me, Harry. What are you up to?" He said, giving a quick glance at the leather pouch that Master was holding.

The old man gasped, making an extremely exaggerated face that was obviously supposed to have been an appalled expression.

"Who, me? Why ever would you think that of me, Mr. Amon?" Master said as he sashayed his way back over to the ex-hunter's bedside. He then untied the pouch's strings from around his thin and held it out at arm's length.

Amon stared at the small bag for a second before gingerly taking it into his scarred and bandaged hands.

"What's this?" He asked monotonely, once again raising an eyebrow.

Master just shrugged, as if he didn't know what Amon was even talking about.

"Just a little something that I gave to my wife a long time ago. Now, I'm letting you give it to Robin. That is...if you want to." He paused here, giving the dark-haired man a wink. "She's a fine, young woman. You might want to go ahead and ask her before someone else does." He added as he finally turned and went out of the door.

It was five seconds later when he stuck his head back in.

"Oh, I almost forgot. I'll be needing at least 9,000 yen to repair what's left of the inside of my resturaunt. You can pay me back as soon as you get the money." Master said with a knowing smile as he shut the heavy, metal door.

Amon stared after him for a long moment, his eyes narrowed with suspicion as laid his gaze on the pouch still resting in his hands.

He scowled at it.

"Now, what did he mean by all of that? Ask her what?" He inquired to no one in particular as he hid the little bag under his sheets as he heard the doorknob turning.

"Amon?" A timid whisper called out as girl with chestnut hair peaked around the corner of the door.

Amon chuckled silently as she continued to stare at him through the small crack with those big, emerald eyes. After a few moments of eye contact, he finally waved her over.

"It's alright, Robin. You can come in." He said, watching as she nodded and slipped inside the room. Slung over her right shoulder were two plastic bags draped over two hangers. Hung on the hangers were what appeared to be Amon's jacket and Kimono-vest and Robin's black dress.

Robin's dress?

It took a few good moments for Amon to suddenly realize what Robin was actually wearing. She had on a dark blue T-shirt with a black crane pictured on the front. Hip-hugger jeans with little, embroidered insects on both legs showed off Robin's washboard of a stomach. Her usual black, ankle-boots covered her feet and her hairstyle was the same.

Amon smiled and whistled playfully, catching Robin's attention and making her blush from head to toe. He gestured at her attire.

"What's with the getup?" He asked, careful not to let her see his silver eyes roaming over her bare middrift.

Robin just smiled at him and her blush became even redder.

"M-my dress needed washing, so I thought I'd send it to the dry cleaners along with your stuff. This was really all I could wear. I hope you don't mind..." She trailed off hesitantly as she laid all of their clothes on an unoccupied chair near the window.

Amon half-smiled and shook his head.

"Not at all. I'm kind of enjoying the view, actually" He said with a chortle as Robin smiled nervously, her cheeks now the color of a red apple.

"T-that's a good thing, right?" She questioned softly as she made her way over to his bedside.

Amon nodded as he sat up, snaking a bruised arm unnoticabley around her slim waist.

"Believe me, it's a very good thing." He said, chuckling as she let out a gasp when he jerked her almost into his lap. "A very good thing, indeed..." He added, trailing off as he placed his lips over hers.

After a couple of seconds, they pulled apart. Robin was still blushing and Amon was grinning like the Cheshire Cat from 'Alice in Wonderland'.

"Um--right. It must be a-a good thing, then." The young witch stuttered as she embarressingly tried to turn her gaze away.

An awkward silence issued over the both of them. After a few moments, though a took a second to find her voice, Robin spoke up again.

"A-Amon? What are we going to do about SOLOMON? I'm pretty sure they know we're alive by now, thanks to the uproar that we caused at the park. Do you think -- we should make a run for it?" She asked, taking a strand of chestnut hair and twirling it around her finger.

Amon stared at her for a second, as if he wasn't sure about her question or hadn't even heard.

He then sighed and laid back on his pillows.

"I'm not sure Robin. They could come after us tomorrow. They could come after us in the middle of the night. They could even come walzting throught the door right now. All we can really do is just be prepared for the worst...." He paused here, raising his silver gaze to her green one. "And should the worst happen...we'll face it together...like true witches." He added with a smile.

Robin smiled back as she sat on the edge of the bed. Her eyes still looked troubled, however.

"Yes, we'll face them together..." She said, trailing off for a moment before continuing. "I just wanted make sure everything was going to be okay."

Amon nodded as he grasped onto her small hand with one of his larger ones.

"I know..." He said, stopping abruptly as his other hand accidentaly bumped into the leather pouch still hidden under the bedsheets.

"What is it?" Robin inquired, her expression confused.

Amon didn't answer for a moment. Instead, he secretly opened the pouch under the security of the blanket and slipped his hand inside. After feeling around for a couple of seconds, his fingers touched a small, wooden box in the shape of a square.

The ex-hunter's eyebrows furrowed as he opened the tiny box without looking. His eyes then suddenly widened when he felt was inside...

"Amon?" Robin called his name again, her eyebrows raised up and hidden behind her bangs in curiousity.

The ex-hunter slowly turned towards her, his eyes still wide in surprise. After a couple of seconds of silence, he smiled and brought out his hand from under the bedsheets to place it on the young girl's cheek.

"Don't worry. Everything is going to be just fine..." He reassured her as he leaned in a kissed her again.

As they pulled apart, Amon suddenly chuckled, causing Robin to furrow her eyebrows.

"What is it this time?" She asked, placing her hands on her hip and giving him an angry glare.

It took a second before Amon could stop laughing. When he did, he raised his gaze up to hers and gave her the most cheekiest grin he could manage.

"I've heard from some very reliable sources that you've been driving my car around." He said, small chortles managing to escape him every now and then.

Robin blushed even deeper at this as she nodded.

"Y-yes...yes, I have. I hot wired it, too. Just like you taught me." She replied, her feet shuffling around uncomfortabley.

Amon's grin widened as he shook his head.

"Well, that's good news, I suppose. I knew I taught you how to do that for some reason." He said as he drew her into a tight embrace.

Robin slowly placed her arms around his neck and buried her face into his shoulder; taking in a deep breath so that she could breathe in his scent. Amon did the same with her.

There was a few moments of silence before either one said anything.

"Amon, you really need a shower."

Pause.

"Yeah, so do you."

Me: Well, this is the second to last chapter, folks. Be ready to get out those tissues. :)

Oh, and the thing at the end is a tribute to 'Futurama', which is an awesome show. :P

Solaria735: Whew! Well, that's a relief. I thought that maybe I offended you in some way. I'm glad to know that I didn't. I can now have a clear conscious.

Yes, Rikku. I needed a Japanese name that started with an 'R' and this is what happened to pop up in my head at the time. :)

Oh no, ch.29 was not the end. There are two more chapters, this one and the epilogue. No need to worry.

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dArKaNgEl A076: Yes, Brock is no more. I did get his name from Pokemon. I thought it'd be something different. I'm mean, almost all the guys in here have names that start with 'A'. Enough with the 'A's, already!

I'm sorry. I got a little carried away, right there. :S

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Angel452: No, the last chapter wasn't the end, as you can probably see by reading above. And then there's the epilogue still to go. So, no worries. :)

As for your question about whether or not Amon will ask Robin to marry him, you'll just have to wait for the epilogue. ;)

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Kerigan: Amon past out in the park...if you want the exact location of the where in the park he fainted, I can't really give you that. Mostly because I'm not sure where. ::Shrugs shoulders::

I hope all of that made sense...

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Cali1043: Yes, I admit, the fight was a little long. But hey, can't say no to entertainment. :P

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Satan tra la la: Well, who you think will make a good couple is your opinion. Personally, I don't think Michael goes well with any of the women at the STN, which is why I made up Eri. Again, we have our own opinions and you are free to make your own. :)

I love the song from ch.29, too. :D

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Amon's Angel of the Darkness: Oh, Andy is just fine. He's a witch, too, if you can recall. He can take having a hole in his stomach (Plus, he's one of my favorite characters, so it's not like I'm going to kill him off). :)

Wow. Your story sounds good. Mine will probably suck. We'll just have to see, I guess.

No, it's not a FF-X crossover. I needed a Japanese name that began with 'R' and I got Rikku. It's silly, but it worked, I think.

Actually, I like spelling. I really hate when I know how to spell a word, but then when I go to write it, I blank out completely and forget how to spell it. :S I hope that doesn't confuse you.

No, ch.29 wasn't the ending. If it was, I would have put 'The End'. Don't worry, there's still this chapter and the epilogue.

'I don't want to go to school, I wanna stay home and bake cookies with you, Mommy!' Classic... :P

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Sakura Blossom-Cilla-85:P: Yeah, I don't think Amon would let himself faint, either, but this is Fan Fiction. I can make him do anything I want! Mwa ha ha!!! :D

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Anonymous: Yes, everyone wants to kill Ian/Brock. I've made him a very hateable characters (Which was my intention). I have wanted to kill him on a couple of occasions. I've been writing this story for so long, all of the made-up characters are starting to get on my nerves.

Hmmm, I'm not sure if it's possible to to kill the God of Mayhem and Discord. Well, this is a fictional story, so I guess it is possible. ::Wiggles eyebrows::

I love angst stories. It's so much fun to torture the characters. ;)

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