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Saving a Life
Chapter Three
November 17, 2016
Berwald walked to the other side of Base into Commander's office. His rifle was sling back to his back.
Commander was sitting behind his desk. He was a thirty-four-year old man with tanned skin and was six feet one inch. He had short dirty blond hair and dark brown eyes with a scar going down his left eye. He was wearing a black jacket with a white t-shirt and black pants with brown army boots.
Commander looked up from his paperwork when Berwald closed the door and stood up, walking to the front of his desk.
"Ah Sweden, I'm glad that you returned with no problem. Was there any information that you could find?" asked Commander.
"No s'r, veryth'ng was destr'yed wh'n I arr'ved. I only found the k'd th're," told Berwald. (No sir, everything was destroyed when I arrived. I found the kid there.)
Commander nodded and asked, "How is he?"
"He 's alr'ght. J'st woke up," said Berwald. (He is alright. Just woke up.)
"Good, that is good news. Now there is something I would like to ask of you, Berwald. Could the kid stay with you for a while when he is checked out?" asked Commander.
Berwald was surprised by the question and then thought about it for a while.
"I g'ess th't 's alr'ght," said Berwald. (I guess that is alright.)
"Good. Is there any information you can give to me about the boy?" asked Commander.
"Yes, his name 's T'no Vä'nämöin'n n th't 's all I know," told Berwald. (Yes, his name is Tino Väinämöinen and that is all I know.)
"Ok, that is good. You can leave," said Commander. Berwald nodded and left.
Berwald headed back to the hospital wing. When he entered the room, Berwald saw that Tino was still asleep and Svein was whispering to Mathias. They stopped talking when they saw Berwald.
"Hey Berwald, what did Commander say?" asked Mathias.
"He wants T'no to stay w'th me n I agre'd," told Berwald. (He wants Tino to stay with me and I agreed.)
"Wow Berwald, you sure you can take care of him?" asked Mathias.
Berwald shrugged. "J'st have to wa't n se'," said Berwald. (Just have to wait and see.)
"I have some clothes that I don't wear that he can have. He going to need some," said Svein.
"Th'nks N'rway," said Berwald. (Thanks Norway.)
"Call if you need any help," said Svein. He and Mathias left the room.
Berwald set back in the chair, putting his rifle against the wall and watched Tino sleep.
After a few hours, Tino began to stir. He slowly opened his eyes and Berwald sleeping with his head lying on the side of the bed near him.
Giving Berwald a curious look, Tino raised a hand up and placed it on top of Berwald's head, gently.
Suddenly Berwald stirred awake and raised his head to look at Tino.
"Sorry," said Tino.
" 't alr'ght. I didn't me'n to go to sle'p," said Berwald. (It alright. I didn't mean to go to sleep.)
There was a moment of silence between them. Finally when Berwald said, "T'no, ya r going t' stay with me for awhile, alr'ght. 'm not s're how long. Und'rstand?" (Tino, you are going to stay with me for awhile, alright. I'm not sure how long. Understand?)
Tino looked at Berwald with a surprised look on his face and then away from him. Berwald kept looking at Tino and then sighed.
" 's th're 'nything that ya can tell me 'bout wh're ya lived or 'bout fam'ly or pe'ple ya 'now? We can find th'm 'f ya wh't," said Berwald. (Is there anything that you can tell about where you lived or about family or people you know? We can find them if you what.)
Tino was quiet for a few moments, thinking. Then he said, "I'm from Finland, I think Helsinki, but I'm not sure."
"What 'bout p'rents, s'blings, or r'latives?" asked Berwald. (What about parents, siblings, or relatives?)
"As far I know I'm an only child and I don't know about my family. It's been so long since I've seen them," said Tino, tears appearing in his eyes.
Berwald quickly grabbed a tissue from the tableside and gently wiped away the tears from Tino's eyes. " 't's alr'ght. Don't wor'y 'bout 't. Do ya 'now how long ya bin th're?" (It's alright. Don't worry about it. Do you know how long you been there?)
"For a long time I would think. They took me when I was twelve. What is today?" asked Tino, looking at Berwald.
" 't 's Nov'mb'r sev'nte'n two-thous'nd n sixte'n," told Berwald. "It is November seventeen two thousand and sixteen.)
Tino looked surprised and quietly began to cry with more tears formed in his eyes. Berwald looked at him with a sad look and asked, "How long?"
"Almost four years. I'll be sixteen on December six," told Tino.
" 'm sor'y," said Berwald, again wiping Tino's tears away with a tissue, gently. (I'm sorry.)
Tino calmed down a bit after a moment and then asked, "Where am I?"
"We r ne'r Stockholm," told Berwald. (We are near Stockholm.)
There was silence again between on them. Berwald then stood up and said, " 'm go'ng to g't ya som'th'ng to e't. 'll b ba'k." He left the room. (I'm going to get you something to eat. I'll be back.)
Berwald headed to the cafeteria, thinking. Entering the cafeteria, he gathered a tray of different types of food and a bottle of water for Tino, not sure of what he would like. Hurrying back to the room, he saw Tino struggling to sit up.
Placing the tray of food and the bottle of water on the tableside, Berwald went to the bedside. He helped Tino into a sitting position, placing the pillow behind Tino for comfort.
"Ya sh'u'dn't push yarself to' much. Ya ne'd to res'," said Berwald. (You shouldn't push yourself too much. You need to rest.)
"I'm fine," said Tino looking down at his lap, his hair covering his face.
Berwald gently moved Tino's hair out of his face and behind his ear. "Ya ne'd a ha'rcut unles' ya lik' 't lik' th's," said Berwald. (You need a haircut unless you like it like this.)
Berwald picked up the tray and placed it on Tino's lap. "I didn't 'now what to g't ya so I jes' grab'ed diff'rent th'ings," said Berwald. ("I didn't know what to get you so I just grabbed different things.)
Tino looked at Berwald and smiled, "Thank you." This caused Berwald to blush.
As Tino started to eat, Berwald saw that he was having trouble. Tino's hand was shaking too much as he tried to eat the green jello that kept slipping back onto the plate from the spoon. Tino sighed in frustration.
Berwald gently took the spoon out of Tino's hand and said, "Her'." He placed the spoon of jello near Tino's mouth. (Here.)
Tino glanced at Berwald and then opened his mouth, letting Berwald feed him.
When Tino was full, Berwald took the tray off Tino's lap and helped Tino lay back in the bed.
"Thank you, Berwald," said Tino, as he fell asleep. Berwald watched him as he slept.
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