Raye stood there shaking as she cast her spell. She was absolutely furious, and her anger was boiling over as she stood in the street. It was Jadeite's hand on her butt that got her out of her head and focused on her surroundings.

"What was that for?" She snapped.

With a cocky smile on his face, he winked at her. "I got the hottest woman. You're so sexy when you're pissed."

That got her to crack a small half smile, "You always think I'm sexy."

Usagi gave Raye a playful hip bump and said, "Let's go. Time to show him how hot you look kicking ass too."

Ami nodded. She was fully cloaked like the rest of them. Raye had cast her spell to put a glamor on them all so they couldn't be recognized by anyone, even through a recording. She said, "Time to set these poor people free."

Sapphire sighed, "This necromancy thing is really growing old. How many more do you think they have?"

It was Kunzite who said, "I'm betting this is all of their remaining undead. This warehouse area doesn't seem like a targeted location. I'm betting they opened up the warehouse door where they were kept and just let them go."

"I don't blame them," Makoto commented. "They reek, and Rubeus is dead. He was probably the only one to know what the plan was for them."

As they talked, the whole supernatural group had lined up between the zombie-like animated corpses and the remaining bystanders.

By the time they had arrived, the undead posy, armed with bats, had attacked many innocent people as they walked past the warehouse on their way to work that morning.

While people lay bleeding, they couldn't focus on them yet like they wanted to. First, they had to prevent anyone else from being injured or even possibly infected. The undead had continued to rot, and they all had large open, oozing sores.

Ami glanced back over her shoulder at the wounded and fretted over her desire to help them. She wondered if it would put anyone else in danger if she went to help the injured.

It was at that moment, as she almost broke ranks with her friends, that she saw her mother arrive with a medical bag along with someone else and get to work assessing the wounded. Ami turned her head back to look at the enemy and smiled.

Earlier:

As Saeko sat down in the chair in the staff room, she closed her eyes and tried to block out the sounds around her. It had been a hard early morning, and even after being a doctor for such a long time, moments like this still got to her.

She shook her head and tried to remind herself that the man was still alive. It could have been much worse. In fact, it damn near had been.

Still, Saeko ran through his medical file again in her head. She knew she hadn't missed anything and that the human body was a complicated machine, but almost losing a patient on the table shook her today.

Even after all the time she had practiced as a doctor, looking at the man as he lay dying at her fingertips had gotten to her after she was done. Every time a surgery went badly, it felt that way. The only difference was that she could hold on and let the emotions hit her when everything was done. Today, with the help of her team and the observant head nurse in the room, he lived. She clung to that.

And now, after talking to his wife, almost turned widow, and telling her he made it through the surgery, she could feel everything. And she could wonder why a seemingly routine surgery, even after no surprises when she opened him up, went three hours and six units of blood over expectations.

She had explained everything to his sweet, exhausted, worn-down-looking wife. He would have a longer recovery, but he would live and hold his grandchildren again.

"Saeko, see!"

Her head snapped up as she was pulled out of her thoughts abruptly. "Yes?" She asked, assuming it was about a consultation for someone else's patient.

Her favorite ER nurse, the one who had seen the ruptured vein, pointed at her phone. "Look, this is Live. See what I mean?"

Saeko looked at the screen and sighed in relief. There was something she could do, and she could help her daughter. Looking up at the nurse, she said, "We're both technically off the clock after that surgery. Want to go help me triage those people?"

A slow wide smile slid over the nurse's face. Her teasing response was, "Everyone knows that doctors can't do anything without a nurse. Let's go."

Laughing, Saeko said, "It's why I asked."

She had watched the live news coverage of her daughter and her friends arriving on the scene where zombie-like people had attacked people on their way to work. The head wounds, broken limbs, and abrasions were apparent.

They both headed for her car. With the horsepower of her sports car, she knew she could make it there quickly. Luckily they weren't far away.

Shingo cocked his head from side to side and cracked his neck in anticipation. He was back from his trip and able to help defend Tokyo. Something that meant a lot to him with his grandson being the police chief there. He loved being able to help Hatori protect the citizens. It was what could only be described as a war cry from Usagi that got him along with everyone else moving forward. It was time.

Usagi lurched forward, grabbed the nearest undead, ripped its head off, and it turned to dust. Relief flooded her every time one of them was stopped. She didn't believe one of the dead had signed up for this. Beryl was using people whose ashes should be resting in their urns. And now their loved ones could see their grandparents, patients, or children walking around and hurting people.

The motion of the chaos around aggravated Sapphire. That didn't mean he was at all distracted. He saw the bat that had been thrown, javelin style, at the back of Kunzite's head, plucked it out of the air, and then used it to bash one of the zombies in their head, turning her to dust.

Naru winked at him, "Show off." That finally made him smile.

Working primarily in teams of two by couples, they made quick work of the remaining zombies.

Thirteen supernatural beings against the twenty remaining reanimated dead gave them a vast superiority of numbers.

Once the dust literally settled, Ami shrugged and looked at Zoisite. "I could have taken care of the injured after all."

"True," he replied. "But your mother's here, and I'm glad you didn't help her. I get the feeling she wanted to be here for you to support you as you did your thing. She's smiling over at us all."

Ami kissed his cheek and then turned to Raye, who had walked over to her. She asked, "Raye, is it possible to make it so my mother recognizes me while I'm cloaked?" As she said that, she pointed her mother out to her friend.

Without a word, Raye just nodded and walked up to Saeko, and squatted down next to her.

Saeko looked at her, squinting, "Ami?"

"No, I'm a friend of hers."

"I'm trying to find her blue hair in your group. She did tell me you were all cloaked by magic to keep your identities a secret." The nurse was off and treating other patients.

Raye laughed, "She's not the only one with blue hair. Still, that's why I'm here." She then touched Saeko's arm and muttered a spell. Once that was done and the expression on Ami's mother's face cleared, she said, "I'm Raye, the witch that cast the spell."

"Thank you, Mom."

Saeko looked up at who spoke and smiled at her daughter. "You were all amazing, and it was the least I could do to help you. I finally felt like my self-sufficient daughter could use my assistance."

Zoisite standing nearby, clenched his jaw and then forced himself to focus on the fact that she was present for her daughter right now. He knew that Ami had needed her mother much more growing up than the woman had known.

Ami said, "It was a relief to see you here."

It was the sirens that drew everyone's attention now. It was time to leave before the police showed up and asked questions.

"I've got this," Saeko said, understanding they needed to leave. Ami nodded, and everyone was gone before she could blink.