"What do you think you are doing Kurama?!" Yuske shouted as he finally caught up with the red head.

"I'm going to take care of her…" He replied simply.

"Take care of…?!" Yuske stopped as he tried to reel in his anger. "She's a murderer, she deserves to die!"

"She's an elf; she's the last of her kind. I find it hard to believe she actually killed all those spirit detectives with the powers of an elf."

"She's only part elf! Who knows what her other abilities are!"

"She's part bat and part Kitsune…" Hiei mumbled.

"See!? She could kill us all!!"

Kurama spun around and faced Yuske. "Kitsune's and bat's are elusive. They don't fight, they hide. Only a few actually will fight their attacker, most of the time they try to run away. I have a hard time believing that with all those parts in her she actually killed people." With that he spun back around and stalked off.

"Well…" Hiei sighed. "That went well…" He shrugged then followed the angry red head leaving Yuske and Kuwabara standing there opened mouthed.

"Where do you think you are going with that… that… thing!?" Botan shrieked as Kurama carried the still unconscious elf towards the second house in the clearing.

"I'm taking her in the house, what else?" He retorted.

Moon walked up to Botan. "What's going on…?"

"That crazy fox is taking a deadly criminal into the house!!"

Moon caught up to Kurama and looked down at the blonde in his arms. "Oh dear…" She murmured as she caught sight of the puss ridden blisters on her body. "Koenma really let that happen to her…?"

"Sadly, yes…" Kurama sighed.

"Well… Let's get her inside so that we can try and patch her up…"

"You're going to HELP her?!" Botan shrieked again.

Moon turned to face her. "Of course I am. She is hurt and as of this moment she has done nothing to threaten anyone that lives here. So I am going to do what I've always done… Help those in need."

"But… but… but…"

"No buts Botan. I helped you when you all wished to live in my home. I even built you all a new home in my clearing so that you can live more comfortably if you're staying here. I've built a large storage shed so that at least half of it can be used for training the spirit detectives. I have not once complained when you tell Hiei that he has to leave. I have done many things to help everyone here, you will not keep me from helping this girl just because they say she killed people; I killed people Botan. I'm going to help her whether you approve or not."

Botan stood there with her mouth hanging open as she tried to find a good reason to make Moon stop, but there was nothing. Hiei moved up to Moon's side as Moon and Kurama walked into the house that housed most of the new spirit detective team.

"That might just piss her of…" Hiei murmured to his wife as they followed Kurama into one of the large bedrooms upstairs.

"She gets what she deserves…" Moon replied with a sigh.

Kurama laid the unconscious girl on the bed while Moon went to the bathroom to grab the first aid kit. When she returned she perched on the side of the bed and gingerly picked up one of the damaged arms, turning it over to see if any areas were worse than the others.

"To be honest Kurama…" Moon murmured as she gazed that the wounds. "I don't know if she'll be able to use her hands again… these blisters get pretty close to the muscle fiber and nerve endings… If they had been on any longer…" She lifted her head to stare into his face. "She would never loose her use hands… ever…" She spread a brand new cloth on her lap in hopes to keep the blisters from being contaminated. "I'll do what I can for her wounds… but don't be too surprised if it's ineffective…" Placing a small bowl on top of the cloth she laid the undamaged areas of the girl's wrist against the edges and slowly began to poor antiseptic onto the blisters.

The girl's eyes wrenched open as she hissed and ripped her hand away from Moon, knocking the bowl to the ground. She swung her claw-like nails at Moon only to have them caught just before hitting her stomach.

"Instinctive…" Moon commented as she firmly held the girl's hand away from her stomach.

The girl hissed and yanked her hand away from Moon, who let go without a fight.

"If I had let you hit me you could not only kill me but kill my child if I were carrying one. Now… if you would please hold still…" Moon bent over and swabbed the wet spot on the floor after she picked up the bowl, grabbed another sterile cloth, setting them up the way she had before. "I will continue to clean your wounds…"

The girl eyed Moon suspiciously. "Why should I trust you…?"

"You want to be able to hopefully turn your wrists and bend your fingers then you better let me do my job." Moon snapped.

The girl's eyes widened in shock but slowly she handed Moon back her wrist which Moon promptly placed back over the shallow bowl and began to pour the antiseptic back over the blisters. The girl hissed viciously but left her wrist in place.

Moon lifted the tender wrist off the bowl to dump the tinted contents into a larger basin at her feet and continued the process until the half she was pouring on finally ran clean then she'd turn the girl's wrist to see a new part of the wound and continue the process.

"Moon…" Moon murmured as she finished off the first bottle of antiseptic.

"What?" The girl asked, shocked.

Moon turned and smiled at her. "My name is Moon."

"Oh… Err… Faylinn…" Faylinn replied as she dropped Moon's gaze.

"Faylinn… Faerie Kingdom…" Moon turned to face the blonde. "Am I right…?"

"Uh…" Faylinn blushed. "I don't know…"

Moon blinked. "Well since you're part elf, I can assume your mother gave your name to you since it had a certain meaning… So 'faerie kingdom' would be perfect for an elf. So Faylinn is what she named you."

Faylinn gawked at the woman who had gone back to tending her wrists. "How…" She stopped as she tried to figure out what she wanted to say. "How could you know such things…?"

Moon smiled as worked carefully with Faylinn's wrist. "My mother named me after the meaning for our goddess's name, Selene. My child's name means what she is… a blessing…" She looked up then. "You see… name's have meaning… Your name probably has a very special meaning to your mother or she wouldn't have named you that." With that she turned back to the wrist she was working on. "There…" She finished tying off the wrap she had placed around the blistered wound. "One down and only four more to go..."

She worked like that for hours. Carefully cleansing the blistered wounds on Faylinn's wrists and ankles then wrapping them tight enough to keep pressure on the wounds but not tight enough to hurt; the neck was harder to clean.

By now the two boys that had been standing and watching so diligently were forced to leave; something that they both didn't want to comply with.

"This one is going to be more unpleasant than the others…" Moon murmured gently as she pinned Faylinn's hair on top of her head and carefully placed the bowl under the wound.

"Just do it…" Faylinn growled.

"I'm sorry…" Moon answered quietly as she started to pour the antiseptic onto Faylinn's neck; Faylinn hissed.

A few turns and a couple antiseptic bottles later the wound was cleaned and wrapped.

"Now…" Moon said as she cleaned up the first aid items she had used. "What about your hair…?"

"My…hair…?" Faylinn questioned.

"Yes your hair. It's a mess." Moon turned with a mirror in her hands and carefully unpinned Faylinn's hair so she could see it. "Seems like it hasn't been cut in a year and there's dirt and grime all encrusted in it."

Faylinn stared, horrified by how long and dirty her hair had become. "Oh…" She mumbled.

"Come on… Let's get that hair cleaned up and trimmed…" She helped slide Faylinn into a sitting position then carefully pulled her to her feet; Faylinn took one step and fell. Moon sighed and put her hands on her hips. "And I thought you were some big shot spirit detective hunter." She chided playfully. Her eyes closed as she focused her energy outward pulling feathery wisps from thin air until they formed a cloud in front of her. "Alright… Let's get you on…" with the she lifted the tiny elf onto the cloud and took her out of the room.