Ik Zal Niet Toestaan Dat Je Sterft

Chapter II: Breaking the News

Lars fell to the floor next to the passed out redhead on the couch. He couldn't believe what he had heard come from the man's brother. A…bomb, had destroyed a large portion of the capital city. Arthur was still screaming at him to pick up the phone, but everything felt like it was in slow motion. Alli knew right away something had happened, but how was he supposed to tell him. Finally Lars picked up the phone. "Ja…?"

"Finally! Are you alright? Is Alli still sleeping?"

"Ja…he's still sleeping. Arthur, keep me updated and I vill do the same for you ja?" He was waiting for Arthur to say the dreaded words he knew were coming. How was he supposed to tell him something like this and keep him calm? Alli was not known for his calm and sweet nature. He was known for overreacting and a short temper.

"Lars, I can tell him if you don't want to. I know that would be hard for you…"

Lars cut him off. "I'll tell him. It's not right to tell him over the phone like that." He moved closer to the redhead and soothed his hair back. "Schat…" Alli furrowed his eyebrows a little muttering softly. He curled into his blanket and coughed a little.

"Mmm. I understand Lars…g-good luck. Keep him safe, I'll call back when I know more."

Lars nodded. "Dank u." He muttered before closing the phone. He scooted closer to the sleeping Scot and stroked his hair. He was glad to hear Alli purr at the gentle affection. He sighed and pulled his hand away from him and leaned his head against the couch. "Oh Alli…" He closed his eyes tightly and wiped the tears away. He moved and kissed his head softly. He stood and decided to let him sleep. He could clean the mess that was caused by the blood. It was bothering him anyways. He stood and moved away from the sleeping man back into the bedroom that looked like a murder scene. There was blood everywhere. He was surprised it took Allistair so long to pass out. He sighed and moved getting hard to work. He pulled off all the bedding along with his shirt. He moved down to the basement and worked to get the blood stains out. When he was pleased with it he moved back up the stairs. He checked on Alli, making sure the redhead was still breathing. He soothed his hair back and moved away, grabbing a bucket he knew he would probably need when he woke up again. He moved away and went into the bathroom, washing his chest free of the blood and re-clothing himself. He look out of the room and Alli was still sleeping. He sat down and turned on the television. Immediately the bombing was on. Lars leaned back in his chair and covered his mouth. The damage was extensive. No wonder the poor man was feeling it. He watched for a few moment and then heard a weak voice that almost made him jump. "Lars…" He turned his head and looked over at the pale red head. "Oh Alli." He moved off the chair and on his knees beside the couch. "Wot happened…?" His voice was so weak, it was hard to listen to. Lars sighed and sat down on the ground taking his hand, the other soothing his hair. "Someone put off a bomb in Edinburgh." Alli's green eyes widened. "A bomb…?" He moved trying to sit up and Lars pushed him back to the couch. "Nein. Stay down. The damage was very extensive…Arthur…" He sighed and covered his eyes with his hand. "Arthur said this could kill you." He wanted to look at him, but at the same time, it was going to hurt to see those eyes filled with pain and fear. Finally he pulled his hand away and looked at him. Alli looked like he was in shock, he couldn't believe what he was hearing. "Ah have ta git home." He muttered trying to sit up. Lars pushed him back down to the couch. "Nein, you're not strong enough, didn't you hear me?" Alli panted and started to panic. "Lars…Mah people… Ah have ta help them." He coughed harshly, more blood coming up. "You're of no use to them like this. Arthur is working to help them and your city." Alli groaned and covered his eyes. He hated being so weak. "Allistair, I'm sorry, we'll figure this out." He nodded and started to close his eyes again, falling back into a deep sleep. He frowned and looked at him. "I'm sorry…we'll try to fix it."