So I have another one for you guys, it's short but it serves its purpose. I've done a lot of chapters especially recently in Naru's perspective which is fun don't get me wrong, but I thought it was time we had a little more from Mai's view. Hope you enjoy!

22-Only a Nightmare

She refused to sit down when she arrived. She simply gritted her teeth and clenched her fists as she stared down the door in front of her. Nurses approached her trying to coax her to sit, but she ignored them. She was not going to move until they told her he was going to be fine.

He's going to be fine. He has to. She told herself as she continued to glare at the door, briefly wondering if he was like this when she was in the operating room earlier that year.

She didn't flinch when a hand was placed on her shoulder. "Mai, maybe you should sit down-"

"I'm fine, Monk," she spat. She was far too wound up to sit, but couldn't seem to bring herself to pace. Her fists tightened as she let out a deep shaky breath. Please be fine…

Flashes of memory came to her as she closed her eyes. Naru had been in the hospital very recently due to using his PK as a last resort on a case. He was going to be fine as long as he did what the doctor said, which was to avoid any strenuous activity.

Avoid using your PK would have been the proper wording. Mai had already given him an earful the moment he woke up. She didn't care if she was nagging, he knew how dangerous his abilities were, he should have been more careful! Had he done so, he wouldn't be in this mess!

But Mai knew those were empty words. She was nagging. Naru wasn't as careless as he had been in the past. He wasn't going to allow anyone to rile him up to use his PK for an unnecessary reason. He had come a long way since he was seventeen.

She suddenly felt a hollow, yet heavy feeling in the pit of her stomach. She shook her trembling hands before balling them in fists again. Her heart thudded in her chest as her breaths came in shallow.

No way. There's just no way. He can't be-

The door to the operating room opened and the doctor stepped out. He readjusted his glasses and removed his mask. "Davis-san?"

There was no need to ask. She was standing mere feet in front of him. It was only her and Monk in the waiting area. Still, with a steadier voice than she thought she could manage, she said, "Yes?"

The doctor let out a breath that sounded pained. Not physical pain. Emotional. And Mai knew for sure, but she let him continue anyway. "I'm very sorry, Davis-san, but your husband…I'm sorry, he didn't make it."

"What do you mean, 'he didn't make it?'" Monk bellowed from the other side of the room. He was reacting for the both of them at this point.

"His heart gave out and we were unable to resuscitate him," the doctor explained, shifting his gaze back to the now widow. "Again, I'm very sorry. My nurses are cleaning him up so you can say your goodbyes."

But if Mai heard him, she never let on. She was catatonic, even her trembling had ceased. Her eyes were glued to the floor. She was vaguely aware of Monk arguing further with the doctor for answers, but she knew it was true. She knew before the man walked out of the operating room. She felt him leave, as though his soul took a piece of hers with it.

She hadn't moved from her spot in front of the door even when the doctor left. She didn't flinch when Monk placed a hand on her shoulder. She didn't react the way most grieving wives did. "Mai, I know you're upset and probably angry-"

"That's just it," she croaked. Her throat had long since gone dry. It tightened and clenched as she mustered the words, but she refused to let that stop her. "I can't be mad at him for using his PK."

And just as she said it, she saw the scene replay before her eyes. She was cleaning up the living room while Naru was getting a snack ready for Gene. Neither of them were paying attention when the two year old decided to climb up on the counter. Naru and Mai turned as watched in slow-motion as Gene tumbled backward. Head first, he fell toward the tiled floor, only to stop midair. His body was gently laid on the ground as she was finally able to move, only to catch her husband's collapsing body.

"Without it, he wouldn't have saved…" She stopped as she registered the tears falling from her eyes. Her breathing hitched and she placed a hand on her stomach that was starting the swell. This was it. She wasn't even thirty and yet she was a widow with soon to be two children. And with that her trembling returned.

"Mai…" Monk said, but could only guide her stiffly to one of the chairs in the waiting area. He sat down next to her and wrapped his arms around her as she finally started to sob. His grip tightened as her wails reached a higher pitch. "I'm sorry, kiddo, I'm so sorry."

How was she going to explain this to Lin and Madoka? Luella and Martin? SPR? She knew Ayako had called Monk to be with her, but wasn't sure she had called anyone else. Gene was with Michiru, so he was safe for the moment. But how was he going to take this?

Why? Why now? I need you Naru! Her internal cries would never reach him, she knew. With another shaky sob, she thought, At least, you'll be with Gene again.

Mai woke with a start. She sat up in her bed vaguely away of tears drying on her cheeks as she glanced at the time. Three thirty, she noted with a deep breath. Same time as always.

She gave another shaky breath as she turned to look at the man who lay beside her. The moonlight illuminated his peaceful looking face as he slept and a wave of relief washed over her. It wasn't real. It was just a dream.

New tears pricked at her eyes before they fell. It wasn't uncommon for Mai to awake in the middle of the night from a nightmare from time to time. In fact, it happened quite a bit when she was pregnant with her son. She knew exactly what to expect when she found out she was pregnant again. Normally, with almost a sixth sense for it, Naru would wake up just as she did and comfort her, but tonight was different.

Naru stayed asleep when she woke up, and she was silently grateful. She had worried him enough over the years, especially in the last few months. They had taken on two separate cases, while Naru dealt with a spirit haunting a pub, she was assisting the police in an investigation of a serial killer. Naru was not happy about it, and even made an appearance at a few of the crime scenes. After a dangerous confrontation with the killer, they both decided that Mai should take another step back from investigating, for the sake of their children.

But the only regret Mai had with that decision, was that now Naru was always going to be in the danger zone. Granted he wasn't such a magnet for it as she was, but it still scared the ever-living daylight out of her. This was not the first time she had a nightmare of him dying. In fact, it was the fourth time this month.

What it was a first for, was the way he died. Not only did he die using his PK, but he did it to save their son. It wasn't as though he were being careless. She couldn't be angry with him.

Luckily it was only a nightmare, so she slid back down into the covers. Tears still fell from her eyes as she faced her husband. She closed her eyes as she scooted closer to him. Grasping her hands into his shirt, she kept her head down in case he did wake up. All she wanted to be as close to him as possible. It had been only a dream, but it felt real. The only thing more real, was the heat of his body next to her. With it she drew comfort before finally falling asleep.

I've done a lot of Naru's fear of losing her, but not so much the other way around. I hope you guys enjoyed it! I think the next chapter might be bath time with Gene and Midori. Please leave a review! :)