A strong gush of wind causes us to look up. The last helicopter of the day has arrive. As the medics prepare to transport the patient onto the helicopter, Aizawa and I stood by. I scan my surroundings, taking note that the chaos that occurred here hours ago showed signs of slowing down. The triage areas were clearing out, and the last of Shohoku Doctors were leaving the site.

"Here take this." I turn my head only to come into view of Aizawa's lifesaving jacket. I must have look confused as he continued.

"Your blouse is covered in blood." he stated. I look down on myself realising what he said was true. I smiled as I took the offered jacket.

"Thank you Aizawa-sensei." As I draped the jacket over me, I heard the paramedic calling for the doctors and nurses to board the Heli. Without giving it much thought, I reach out, grabbing hold of his sleeves. He turns to face me, placing his hands on my shoulders. His facial expressions softens and he offers me a small smile.

"Don't worry, he's stable. I won't let anything happen to him. I promise, I won't let you down." He squeezes my shoulders one last time before jumping into the Heli.

"Welcome! Ah, it's you ugly! Come on in, I'll get you your usual." Mary Jane announced as she danced her way into the bar counter. I couldn't help but smile. Coming here always gives me a peace of mind. The troubles of the day erodes away. The pub was relatively busy today, with pockets of people laughing and catching up. Just as I made my way to the bar table, I spot Aizawa station right at the end of it. He turns towards me and nods in a sign of acknowledgement. I offered a smile back before heading towards him, wondering if I should take my seat next to him or leave a gap. However, Mary Jane makes that choice for me by placing my drink beside Aizawa. I slip into the sit, and took a sip of my drink. Soon, a laughter at the further end of the store filled the air. I turn to see Aizawa looking at me. We smiled at each other before returning to our drinks, letting the comfortable silence engulf us. I missed those days where we would sit by the Heli pad, a coffee can in hand bathing in each other's comfort and silence. I wondered if I'll ever get a chance to do that with him again. I wondered if he thought of the same as me.

Without realising it, the clock chimed. Indicating it was midnight, I felt Aizawa tapping my shoulder before standing up. He's right, better leave now. I took my wallet out to pay but Mary Jane announces that Aizawa had already paid for me earlier. I felt a blush form on my cheeks and a warm sensation spreading from my chest. I thank Mary Jane and heads out of the store, Aizawa stood at the side waiting for me.

"I'll walk you home, it's late." Before I could reply, he turns and heads off towards my home. The warmth spreads even more, as I jogged up to catch up with him. The streets weren't empty but it was silent. People milling about not quite heading home but not quite heading out to party. The sound of my heels against the floor and rustling of our clothes accompanies us as we journey in silence towards my place.

"Thank you for walk me home. Please come in, I would like to return the jacket you lend me this afternoon. I've washed it so there isn't any bloodstains." I requested as I unlock my door to let him in. It was a cold night, I thought it would be nice to offer him a warm cup of tea before sending him on his way. He hesitated for a while at my doorstep before apologising for disturbing and steps inside.

She invites me into her place without much thought. I'm glad she trusts me enough. Truth is, it is quite a chilly night, having my jacket back would be nice. She serves me a cup of hot tea before heading into her bedroom. Her house is a reflection of her as a person, everything seems neat and tidy. Not a single photo frame was out of place. The only thing that stood out like a sore eye in the living room was the pile of clothes scattered all over the floor. They must belong to Hiyama. Suddenly, there was a loud bang and Shiraishi rushes out of her room to the pile of messy laundry.

"I'm so sorry Aizawa! I totally forgot Hiyama came home earlier! Just after I had folded all of her clothes, she loves to knock them down." she says as she makes haste to tidy up. I felt myself snicker. It was just like Shiraishi to take care of others.

"It's alright, I won't be here long anyway. It's not appropriate. Thank you for the tea though, I know you've notice I was cold. "I thank her before getting up from the sofa. She offers me a shy smile as her cheeks slowly turn red. I reach out to grab my jacket from her before slipping it on, it smelled like her. Heading for the door, I sidestepped the pile of messy clothes with her trailing behind me. Not giving it much thought, I turn just as she reaches her doorstep and took her hands in mine. She gives my hand a tight squeeze and we stood there in silence. The warmth from her hands sipping into mine, suddenly the night wasn't cold anymore.

"Lifesaving is not the same without you around." Slowly she glances up to catch my eye. The pale moonlight reflecting against her wet eyes, her lips parted lightly. I reach out to rub a fallen tear off her cheeks.

"I'm not the same without you." I mumbled resting my forehead against her. The few seconds we shares feels like eternity, finally I shifted giving her cheeks a light peck.

"Good night Kousaku-San." She mumbles back to me before offering a smile. I give her one last smile back before turning away into the night.

I jolted out of bed, it's a Wednesday morning. Who was calling me nonstop on my phone? I rush over to my table and grab my phone. Just as I was about to answer, Tachibana-sensei hangs up. In less than a minute it buzzes to life once more, this time it was Fujikawa calling.

"Hello?" I questioned.

"Hey! You finally answered someone! Come to the hospital right now! It's an emergency! We can't talk long just hurry!" Fujikawa practically shouts into my phone. Before even giving me a chance to reply, he hangs up the phone. Seconds later, Hiyama and Saejima sends a message insisting that Fujikawa wasn't playing a joke and I should hurry. I felt the rising panic and fear form within me. In my blind rush to get ready I decided to skip the papers lying neatly on the kitchen table and dashes out of the house.

Wow, was my first thought. Why was the hospital buzzing with reporters? They stood at the entrance chatting with each other and taking notes. Was this related to something that happen yesterday? Was the hospital in trouble because I operated on someone?

My heart beats faster with every step I took. Taking a deep breathe I slip into the meeting room.

"Ah, Shiraishi! You are finally here, good!" Tachibana-sensei greets me with a wide smile. Along with him, the senior doctors of lifesaving and our head nurse filled the room. At the far end, the lawyer who handles Shohoku cases. He gives me a curt nod before offering me a smile as a sign of acknowledgement. Just as I was about to apologise for any trouble I've caused for the hospital, Aizawa questions me.

"Have you got a chance to see the news today morning?" his voice calms my anxious heart.

"Eh? No, I haven't. I was in a rush to get here fast. "I cock my head to the side a little. The lawyer stands from where he was seated and passes me the papers. Not knowing exactly what to do, I take a look around the room before shifting my attention to the headlines.

"Mrs Takazuki, whose eldest son was saved by Shohoku Hospital yesterday during the accident has come forward with a shocking announcement." I glance up to catch Aizawa's eyes. He gave me nod indicating that I should read on.

"She has come out with a public apology towards Shohoku Hospital and their previous lifesaving staff leader Megumi Shiraishi. She accused the hospital as well as the doctor for not being skilled enough resulting in the death of her youngest son. The hospital have come forth with an apology and they have since fired Shiraishi-sensei. However in a public interview with the papers yesterday she has come forward with the truth. In her words, I can only blame myself for the death of my youngest child and his friend. My son was born with a weak heart, it has taken a turn for the worst in his last few days. However, I found a family's old recipe to cure such illness. I thought feeding him would do him good, even though I knew in the recipe there was something he was allergic to. I thought the amount was small and therefore insignificant. I'm not at all medically train, I didn't know that there could be chemical reaction. Without proper consultation, I fed him the medicine. At the beginning, it seem to be working fine. He didn't complain of any bad reaction or short breaths. During the day of the accident, he was down with a flu and cough. But I insisted that all he needed was fresh air, I fed him the medicine this time in double dosage seeing how he was sick. I thought it would help him get better. I told him to bring his friend and play with his new drone. Though I knew that the area where I suggested was a no fly zone, I figured no harm will come since nothing flies past there often. I can only imagine what happens next within his body system. The medicine started to react and he fainted in the river bank. His friend only wanted to help him, but he slips as well causing his wound and therefore causing a bacteria disease. Though I called for the Doctor Heli, my patience grew thin. I wondered what was taking them so long and used the drone to hopefully find the helicopter. But I lost control of it, causing it to spiral into the Heli and resulting in the crash. I could not bring myself to admit that I was the cause of his death, therefore I used Shiraishi-sensei and pushed all the blame onto her. Even after everything I took from Shiraishi-sensei, she still risked her life and career to help save my eldest son yesterday. I cannot wish that Shiraishi-sensei to forgive me, but I wish that the hospital gives Shiraishi-sensei another chance. She truly made no mistake, all she did was take on the anger of a foolish mother and the full responsibility of my mistake. I am so sorry for everything I've caused."

I let the papers drop from my hand and onto the nearest table. Stun was an understatement. Aizawa comes up towards me and reaches both his hands out. Laying in his arms was my badge, my stethoscope, my scrubs, my emergency phone. I felt my breath caught in my mouth.

"Welcome back, staff leader." he announces with a smirk on his face. I feel a smile forming across my face. Just as I reach out to take my items from his hands, the emergency phone buzzes to life with the announcement I've missed so dearly.

"Doctor Heli, engine start!"

Hey! This is sorta my notes:

Thank you to everyone who have read this story! For following it, for liking it.
Thank you for taking your time to review the past chapters.

To Sakurai-Space: Thank you so much for your comment! I'm really glad I manage to give Tachibana some justice. I think he is an amazing teacher. I love teachers who you can easily become friends with. They make learning much easier! (It could be just me but yeah) (PS Always waiting for you to update your fic! I enjoyed it very much!)

So this is the final chapter! Sorry it took so long, I just came back from Langkawi (It's a beautiful place, I got to see a waterfall for the first time. I swear Langkawi took a part of my heart and kept it) and work is insane so I'm sorry if this chapter is short and rush. Also as usual I know that the medical terms and situation are not real at all but please let it slide...

It's the last chapter so do leave a comment to tell me what you thought about the story! Or my writing or the characters! Anything actually, I would love to hear them and improve myself!

To anyone reading this anywhere in the world,

Have a good day/afternoon/evening/night!
Let's spread love and joy and kindness, because the world is a hard enough place to live in.

Lastly, I'm sorry my notes are always long and all that but I just can't do short one without saying stuff. I hate myself.