It had happened, after nine years it had happened. Even as Sesshoumaru practically ran into the Emergency Room, he would give anything to be able to kill the bastard responsible. How the staff could honestly take the excuse that she had fallen out of a tree, it was laughable. She was sixteen and one of the best tree climbers he knew, they spent hours in the branches of the Oak and she had never wavered.
After he argued with the nurse at the desk, he was finally allowed to see her. Though seeing her sent a whole new jolt of fury through him, 'Fell out of a tree my ass!' he thought as he looked her over. She was sitting up, but her face was completely black and blue. There was apparent hard prints that stretched around her neck, she was wheezing which meant breathing was a chore, and he could almost swear that the rest of her body was just as bad.
"Sessh, I told you not to come!" she whispered. She looked so ashamed, even though she knew he knew everything that she dealt with, him seeing it was another matter.
"You know better than that." He answered as he came up to her side. "The staff are believing your mother's story?" he asked, but he knew.
"Yeah, there's really no reason for them not to." She answered with her eyes down cast, though she did squeeze his hand.
"The hell there's not!" he tried not to yell, but it was getting difficult because the longer he looked at her the more he needed to kill something.
"Don't Sessh, please?" she whispered again. At that moment the doctor walked in, clipboard in hand and his glasses half slid down his nose.
"Miss Higurashi, fell out of a tree again? Your history shows this is the fourth time." He said without even looking up.
"Do you have eyes?" Sesshoumaru growled, gaining the doctors attention.
"Excuse me?" he asked.
"Look at her, does she look like she fell? Looks more like parental abuse to me." He snarled.
"Sesshoumaru!" Kagome gasped.
"Sir, I'm a doctor I will determine her condition." The doctor said while brushing the young demon off, and looking back at his clipboard.
"Then please explain these hand marks on her throat?" Sesshoumaru said with sarcasm, did these morons not understand the things they were letting slide. It was staring him in the face but he was refusing to see it. Well, he would be damned if it went unnoticed any longer. She needed to be taken care of properly, not just treated and then sent back to endure more hell. She needed to be removed, and his father had forbidden him from doing so. If only this asshole of a doctor would look up long enough to care about his patients, he would see that he was enabling a psychopathic lunatic.