Chapter 13

She could hear familiar voices. Voices telling her that 'it will be okay', 'hang in there', and 'you'll be alright'. She didn't who those voices belonged to, her ears were ringing and it continued to get louder with each word she heard. Who was talking to her?

She could feel hands all over her, pinching and prodding at her skin, as she felt herself being lifted up in to the air. She could feel a tube being pushed in to her mouth, making its way down her throat. Doors were being slammed, sirens were going off and she could feel her body being raced somewhere. Where was she going?

She couldn't move; her whole body was almost paralyzed to her. Sharp objects were being pushed in to her skin but she didn't react to it, it didn't faze her. People were in the background yelling to hurry up as they continued to work on her. She could slightly feel something or someone squeezing her hang. The right side of her body felt wet and cold. What happened?

She finally came to a stop. People were moving around, doors opened and they were all getting out. She felt herself being pushed forward. Doors closed over and she heard a whoosh; she could hear the wheels of something running over the ground, rushing in. Within a few minutes, her clothes were being cut off her, she could hear machines and monitor, beeping and buzzing away. She heard people, yelling and screaming at each other of what to do. Where is she?

She still felt something squeezing her hand and it hadn't left her since she had entered the darkness. It was always there. She could sense people being shoved and pushed out-of-the-way and the squeezing suddenly went away. She reached for it, and wondered where it went. It seemed as if that was her last connection, her last part of letting go. She the squeezing stopped, her hand dropped, her lungs collapsed and the monitors went flat. The last thing she could hear before it went silent and dark was a long steady beep.

"Get a crash cart in here now!" the doctor screamed at one of the nurses beside her and she was gone in an instant.

The doctor began to do compressions while another nurse pumped air in to her lungs with an air bag as they waited. A few seconds later, the nurse entered with the crash cart, wheeling it in and over to the doctor's reach.

"What happened to her?" a loud, angry voice asked from the opposite side of the room. He was covered from head to toe in blood and his eyes were blood-shot from crying and he was shaking at everything he had seen in the last ten minutes.

The doctor gestured at a nurse towards the man. The nurse left the patient and went over. "Sir, I'm sorry but you can't be in here now." She said calmly, trying to push him out of the room.

He shook his head, looking over her shoulder and trying to see what was happening. The body was surrounded. "Is she going to be alright?"

The nurse's face portrayed disbelief of survival, but she tried to reassure him. "She had a really hard blow to the head, she lost a lot of blood," the nurse could see him almost dying inside from just seeing him eyes alone. "We're doing everything we can for her." she promised him.

Tears were running down his face as he grasped his mouth, shaking his head, wishing to shake the vision of her laying there bleeding. "I love her, please," he practically was almost on her knees, begging the nurse to make sure she would make it.

The nurse nodded to him, placing a hand on his shoulder. "I understand, we'll do our best." she told him, motioning to the outside. "We need you to wait out in the waiting area with the rest of them. I'm sorry." he nodded, wiping the tears from his cheeks and turning around to leave.

As he walked out of the room, he could hear the starting up of the panels as electricity flowed through them, as the doctored rubbed them together, yelled; "Clear!" and then pressed the panels down on to her flesh, making her chest pop up.

Nothing. The flat ling remained on the monitor. The doctor looked over at the nurse on the machine. "Go again, put it up."

The nurse did as they were told, but they were skeptical. "She's gone already; it's a lost cause."

The doctor shook their head and rubbed the panels together again, straightening out above the chest. "There's no such thing as a lost cause," he told him. "Clear!"

As the chest went up and down again, the doctor paused, watching for a moment. The whole room went silent. They had used the crash cart four times already, anymore would be useless electricity to the body. The doctor pulled off his gloves, dropping them in to a trash bin by the bed. Checking his watch and cross referring to the time with the clock in the room before he spoke. "Time of death; September 15th, 10:07 pm." he went to leave, pulling off his smock.

The nurses all hung their heads as they pulled off their gloves, throwing them away. A nurse started to put the equipment away when she heard a small noise. She looked behind her and seen the patient's chest starting to rise and fall slightly, as the heart monitor's screen went from a flat line to jagged bumps. "Doctor!" the nurse hollered.

He rushed back in, quickly putting on a pair of gloves and checking her pulse. "Her pulse in strong and her vitals are good," he looked over at the monitor. "And her heart rate is regular."

"Guess she wasn't a lost cause after all." The nurse said, giving the doctor a pat on the back and exiting the room to go and find the family and friends.

The whole group of them were in the waiting room anxiously wondering what was going on with her. Sango and Miroku were sitting with Sesshomaru and Ayame, all of them were silent. They didn't know what to say to one and other and there wasn't many subjects they would talk about that were a good idea considering the situation. So they sat in silence, understanding how everyone felt, especially Inuyasha.

He was sitting away from the group, with his elbows on his knees and his head in her hands. Miroku glanced over at him. "He hasn't moved once since they sent him out of the room."

Sesshomaru followed Miroku's eyes, looking over at his brother. He sighed. "Must have been really bad if they sent him away," Ayame nudged him in the arm for saying that. Sesshomaru shrugged his shoulders, but frowned.

"He loves her so much," Sango said. Looking at him could bring tears to her eyes after everything they had went through together. Ayame nodded at Sango, looking over her shoulder at Inuyasha. "He's hurting pretty bad."

"He blames him self for this happening to her," Miroku said, stating the obvious.

Sango nodded, resting her head on Miroku's shoulder, not taking her eyes off of Inuyasha. "I don't know what he will do if she doesn't make it," Sango shook her head, pulling her arms around Miroku as a few tears escaped from her eyes.

"Pfft." They heard someone coming around the corner. Kouga. He stopped a few feet between the group and Inuyasha, looking over at Sango. "It's his own damn fault; he couldn't be man enough to finish was he started so they went after Kagome," Kouga shook his head, looking over at Inuyasha. "Pathetic. If Kagome does die, it's on his conscience."

Inuyasha's ear twitched at the sound of Kouga's thoughts. In a blink of an eye, he was in front of Kouga, lifting him up over him by the neck. Kouga clawed at Inuyasha's hand to get free but Inuyasha only tightened his grip. "Listen you mangy wolf, that should be me in there and not her, I do anything for it to be me," his eyes narrowed in on him, as his nails dug in to Kouga's neck.

"You think it doesn't kill me to know it's my fault she's in there? That the woman I love could die because of me." Inuyasha shook his head, as he gave Kouga a small smirk. "You know what, if you don't know that I'm physically dying inside from this, you're even worse than I thought." He through his on the ground, Kouga holding his neck as blood squirted out. Inuyasha pointed to the door. "Get out, you have no business being here."

Kouga got up, holding his neck, he waved to them and smiled at Inuyasha. "Tell Kagome that if she gets bored with you, she knows where my room is." He winked at him before turning to walk out of the hospital doors.

The nurse was walking down the hallway in to the waiting room when Inuyasha had walked over to the group. "Any news on her?" Inuyasha didn't waste anytime on finding out her condition.

The nurse smiled at him. "Would you guys like to see her?" Everyone shot up out of their seats, all ready to go as the nurse walked them down the hallway towards Kagome's room.

She could feel the warmth of blankets swarming her. The feeling in her body had finally came back to her, she wiggled her toes and moved her fingers. She could feel needles in her arms pumping pain medication in to her. She could feel that back of her neck really heavy.

She could heard the monitors beeping away in a catchy rhythm; my heartbeat. She heard a door opening and footsteps quickly coming inside and getting closer to her, almost surrounding her. She held fingers on her, rubbing her arms and talking to her. Small words at first and then sentences between other people in the room.

Her eyelids left heavy at first when she tried to open her eyes. Slowly the eyelashes separated, the light poured in, and she opened her eyes, taking everything and everyone in. She narrowed her eyes at each and every one of them. Sango pressed toward her, holding Kagome's hand. "I'm so happy you're alright, you really scared us."

Kagome slowly nodded, finally feeling a sharp pain in the back of her neck. She reached her hand to the back on her neck, feeling a bandage of some sort . "What happened to me?"

"You don't remember?" Miroku asked her and Kagome shook her head. They looked over at the nurse.

"She may have some temporary memory loss, but it won't be permanent. Just until she gets back in to things." She told them.

Sango wondered how bad her memory loss would be from her injury, it was a bad shot to the head so it's understandable if she forgot somethings like what had happened to her, it was a blur to most of them. "You feeling okay?" she asked her.

"I feel great seeing you all, Sango." She said, smiling up at Sango and Miroku behind her.

Inuyasha couldn't hold it in any long. He came over to her side, grabbing her hand and pulling it up to his lips, kissing her fingers. "I'm so sorry, Kagome. I was so worried about you, you're my everything and I thought I was going to lose you," he paused looking down at her, he smiled. "I'm glad you're alright, I kinda need you for the wedding." he joked, as the room turned in to laughter. All but Kagome.

"Whose wedding?" Kagome asked him, her eyes widening.

Inuyasha was taken a bit back from her question, he looked over at the nurse, narrowed his eyes and then remembered that she may have some temporary memory loss. "Our wedding, Kagome. I asked you to marry me and you agreed," he told her, picking up her left hand to show her the ring he gave her. "See?"

Kagome took her hand from him, looking at the ring and then back at Inuyasha. "Why would you ask me to marry you? We're not even friends."

"What?" Inuyasha asked in shock, shaking his head and grabbing her hand back. "No, Kagome, we were dating and now we're engaged." He explained to her, looking in to her eyes. "I love you."

"We're not dating or getting married." She told him, taking her hand back. "I love Bankotsu, my boyfriend?" She said as if he didn't remember.

Inuyasha's mouth dropped open. He couldn't believe it, almost couldn't bear to hear those words come out of her mouth. He knew she had memory loss but to think of her loving someone else but him really hurt him, his heart ached. He could feel his heartstrings being pulled at piece-by-piece to the point where there would be nothing left without her. He was worried, worried on how long this would last and wondered if she would ever remember him and love him again.