AN: So this is the follow up to the story 'Insanity Is My Only Companion'. It is the one set of possibilities that could happen, there will be multiple chapters along with another story with a different set of outcomes. Hope you enjoy.
To Fix What Is Broken Chapter One:
Second Oldest
Allistor Kirkland frowned as he found himself traveling into his youngest brothers territory. Allistor could not tell why but he had a horrible feeling. He had woken from his sleep uneasy and immediately left for an unknown location within England's territory. He knew it was stupid, to worry about someone he always hates and tries to separate himself from.
Allistor sighed in irritation, he knew he should turn around and not worry about the small pup, he was stronger than he looks. Allistor came out of his thoughts as he turned and stopped his car by a beach. He got out and frowned at the air. Allistor kicked at the sand and stones as he strolled down until the shallow water sloshed at his boots.
Allistor let the wind brush his hair about. His eyes roamed over the murky dark sea waves, he exhaled loudly and was about to turn to leave when he saw something. It made him stop and his heart lurch.
With only a seconds hesitation Allistor dived into the icy water. He swam as fast as he could against the strong current of the waves. He managed to reach what had caught his eye and dived down as it sunk into the depths.
Allistor grabbed the object, that turned out to be a person, his little brother Arthur. Allistor kicked his legs to raise both him and Arthur to the surface with as much strength as he could. He coughed and sputtered as he hauled his brother to the freezing night air, trying to keep him above the surface as he swam back to the beach.
Once there he pulled the smaller male onto the shore, dragging him as far from the water as he could in his rush to check on his brothers status. Once he laid him on the ground he felt for a pulse. It was barely there. Turning the male over softly pressing on the males chest and forcing his mouth open to allow the water to leave his lungs.
"What on god's green earth did ya think ya was doing?" He muttered as he picked the unconscious nation up in his arms, bridal style.
"If ya don't appreciate this I'll kill ya." Allistor grumbled as he bundled his brother into the passenger seat of his car and retrieved blankets that he kept in the boot to wrap it around the other. He peeled the sodden clothes off of the small freezing frame.
Once the male was in nothing but his underwear he wrapped the blankets tightly around his brother, he did not bother to dry himself, he would be fine. He needed to get Arthur to a safe warm place and that was all that mattered. Contradictory if you look at the history between the two.
"Hell, if ya don't survive I'll bring ya sorry arse back from hell to kill ya again." Allistor turned his heating up slightly, trying to warm the other too quickly would do more harm than good.
He summed it up to be his feeling of loyalty to his family, but he knew he was lying to himself. He had admired how his youngest brother, the runt of the litter in many respects, could raise himself to be more powerful and in control than all three of his older brothers together.
The radio filled the silence as he drove back to Scotland, he could not leave Arthur on his own and he did not trust Arthur to not slip away if he left him in the protection of anyone else. It was a long drive and after a while he turned his heating up more, stopping to check on Arthur before continuing the journey until he was home.
He took his brother into his bedroom and found some of his clothes, all too big to fit the Brit properly, but it would do. He dressed Arthur and tucked him into the bed, grabbing another blanket to make sure he was ok.
"Next time, at least annoy one of us so we can look out for ya." Allistor patted his brothers head and then leant down to kiss his forehead. "Night."
Allistor closed the bedroom door and finally rid himself of his own dirty and damp clothes, heading for the bathroom. He turned the shower to hot and chucked the clothes into the basket by the door.
Allistor let his mind drift as he stood under the waters jets, feeling the warmth slowly seep through him. He thought about the child that Arthur had been, the anger he had felt toward him over the years and how Arthur had fallen. He had showed himself to be happy and smug that his brother fell from his height of power. Truly though it made him feel sad and guilty.
He growled at himself and tried to forget the one time he saw his younger brother in a similar state. Arthur was very young and he had been in a fight with Wales, the eldest sibling and he had ended up being pushed into a river by Wales. Wales himself went and saved the young boy though as he felt compelled to due to him being the eldest.
Allistor shook his head, turning the water off and grabbed a towel. It was going to be a long night.
