Rain started to fall from the sky after the Daihmon's atrocity. I took off my hat and mask and threw them into a nearby bush. Then wrapped my cape around Usako's body so that the rain didn't reach her pale face. I frantically rushed the indigent Usako back to the hospital.

While I held her in my arms, a surge of thunder and a flash of lightning filled the sky. During that moment, I sensed the fragile feeling of Usako's body. It had certainly taken it's toll this time. The gash on her shoulder had stretched onto a small part of her neck after the Daihmon re-opened it. Plus the strong electricity inflicted on her back hadn't fully recovered, and the Super Sailor Moon transformation drained her energy.

Despite all that, she still took on the Daihmon and Mimete. With such valor. Not only that but she acted as a bulwark for me on both occasions.

When I reached the front of the hospital, I ran into a female doctor. She quickly led me inside to a team of male doctors crowded around a stretcher. I laid Usako down onto there, my heart still pounding with worry.

"Bring this girl to the emergency room, stat!" The women doctor ordered.

"Right!"

As the team of doctors rushed Usako to the emergency room, the women introduced herself to me as Dr. Carlson.

"It looks like this storm won't let off for some time now." Dr. Carlson said. "Why don't you stay the night? You could sleep in the waiting room."

"But Dr. Carlson..." One of her male assistants stepped foward. "We never allowed anyone to stay there after visiting hours."

"Well this time is different." She argued. "This young man has no ride home since all of our hospital staff is on duty. Besides that, he's worried about his girlfriend."

Dr. Carlson really astounded me with that statement. I haven't even told her about our relationship. But she was still able to guess. Just like a psychic.

"Now set up the waiting room for this young man."

"Women...I'll never understand them." The assistant sighed, heading for the waiting room.

A couple of minutes later, the assistant returned and led me to a comfortable looking couch neatly covered with cushions. He wished me a good night, then left me to rest.

But I couldn't sleep. My heart was still aching with worry at seeing Usako like that. My Usako. Her image refused to fade from my mind.

For hours I layed on the couch thinking of Usako. Worrying about her condition. Wondering about how her treatment went. Her impaired image still stuck in my head. All I could do now was hope that the doctor's remedies would work on her.

Later that morning, the assistant came to me with a nicely prepared breakfast of buttered toast, scrambled eggs, with a side of milk. He seemed to notice my wrecked appetite and tried to cheer me up.

"Come on man." He said. "Don't worry. Your girlfriend's operation was successful. Dr. Carlson said that you could visit her after you eat."

"Really?" I wondered.

"Really." He replied. "Now you better eat up."

"Thank you."

After I ate my food, I went to go see Usako. When I turned the corner, I spotted a patient kneeling on the floor. I looked closer to see that it was Usako!

As I rushed to her, she struggled to get to her feet.

"Mamo-chan." She smiled weakly. She did have a little more color in her face, but it was still pale and a little sweaty.

"What are you doing, Usako?" I asked, in a worried tone. "You're still recovering."

"I...I just...wanted to..." Before she could finish her sentence, she fainted in my arms.

"Usako!" I gasped. "Somebody help!!"

Dr. Carlson immediately rushed into the scene. I carried Usako back into her bed as the doctor told me too.

"She shouldn't be walking around after an operation." She explained. "It could make her condition a lot worse."

"Is she going to be ok?" I asked, anxiously.

"Stress isn't the best thing for her right now. So I'd say that she'll be alright after a much needed rest." Dr. Carlson ensured.

She left me alone in the room with Usako after that. I walked over to her bed and sat on a chair beside it. I grasped her right hand in both of mine. There I sat for at least a half hour wanting to be at Usako's side. Wanting to be assured that she was going to be ok.

All of a sudden she began to moan. It was as if my prescence began to be perceptible to her. Her eyes slowly flickered open as her hand gripped mine.

"Mamo-chan." She said. Her voice sounding a bit stronger.

"What were you thinking?" I asked, reflecting on the incident before. "You shouldn't have been up. Especially after the operation."

"I just wanted to see you and say thank you."

"Usako." I wrapped my arms around her and held her in my embrace. As expected she happily returned it. The warmth and affection distributed through our hug filled my heart. It also filtered out the worry. All that mattered that moment was her. My Usako.

"I'm so glad that you're ok."