Augh. I need to sleep.

Anyway. Here's what's happening from France and England's perspective kind of. I mean, it's in third person, but you get to see what they're feeling. I'm also thinking that I'll start using the countries human names, because it gives me more leeway for variety when i write, so next chapter or whatever be on the lookout for that.

Plus thanks to all who have read/reviewed/favorited/watched.

Sorry if England and France are OOC... I...I tried? ;3;

3rd Person:

France and England sat outside their daughter's hospital room in hard, unforgiving plastic chairs. But after sitting in these chairs for a week, they were accustomed to the chairs and thought nothing of it. They were also now used to having to leave the room for Haylee's daily evaluation, though being used to it doesn't necessarily mean that they weren't any less nervous. Would their daughter be ok? Has her condition deteriorated? These were things the countries couldn't tell at a glance, things that they required Dr. Johnson and all his medical training to tell.

The Johnsons had been the countries' doctors for as far back as when England and France had gotten Canada and America. The countries had decided, now that they were parents of two small children, that they would need a family doctor in order to keep the children healthy. Though they were countries and could not die, they were capable of feeling pain and falling ill, so the new parents decided they didn't want their children to suffer unnecessarily and hired the Johnsons.

The Johnsons were a long line of the best doctors in England, each son following in their father's prestigious footsteps. So the new fathers approached the family, explaining to them all about countries and their ability to stay young and relatively healthy throughout the ages, asking if their family would keep the secret and help treat their children. In return the countries would assure the doctors and their family's safety in times of crisis. The doctors saw nothing wrong with this exchange, at first believing the two countries to be completely mad, and accepted. Soon realizing that the two countries were telling the truth when they saw how the family of four didn't age.

So years and years passed, and the little countries and eventually Haylee were all under the good care of the Johnsons. As time passed, not every Johnson boy became a doctor and eventually even the daughters were becoming doctors too, but every child born into the Johnson family was told the tale of the two mad men who were countries and their little boys who needed looking after.

So now here they were relying on one of the many Dr. Johnsons they have seen, to watch after their daughter in their time of need. In fact, he was the only doctor that the worried parents would trust. So when he came out of the room smiling, a great weight was lifted from their chest.

"How is she? Any changes?" France asked. While he was relieved that the man was smiling, that didn't mean that he wasn't still worried about Haylee's condition. He wanted to know if there were any positive signs that he should know about. England looked at the doctor as well wanting to know if anything had happened.

"Well," Dr. Johnson started, unsure how to tell them with out them freaking out. Well, the easiest way was the straight forward approach. "She's actually woken up and-"

"WHAT?" The two nations interrupted, leaping from their chairs, knocking them over in the process. "Since when?!" France continued, surprised and relieved.

"She hasn't been up for too long, and I think it would be better if you two were to stop shouting. You're drawing attention to yourselves." It was true. Even though this was a private hospital, there were enough patients and staff nearby to ogle at the two blond men causing a scene.

"Er…Right. Sorry." England apologized. "It's just- she's been out for a whole week and she just woke up without any prior signs of gaining consciousness?"

"Yes. I will admit that it does seem rather strange, but in this situation, I think it would be best that we don't look a gift horse in the mouth. She seems coherent and aware of her surroundings to a point. I haven't gotten a chance to do a full neurological evaluation yet, wanting to tell you the news first." Dr. Johnson explained. France and England shared a glance, and they both knew that they had to be in that room during the testing no matter what.

"Dr. Johnson, my friend, we demand that we are in the room when you do your testing, and we will not take no for an answer." France said, leveling the doctor with a look that showed he meant business. This was for his daughter, and he was prepared to fight for the right to see their daughter!

"Oh! I….uh, wasn't going to keep you from her. No need to worry." Dr. Johnson sheepishly explained. England and France now felt a little silly, but it was overpowered by their worry and excitement of seeing their daughter awake. "Well, shall we?" and with that the trio moved into the room.

Upon entering, the young doctor signaled them to be quiet, not wanting the girl to be exposed to any extra stimulation than necessary. The two concerned men nodded as they made their way over to the chairs, gently pulling them out with a scraping noise. As they sat down Haylee opened her eyes looking at the two of them.

"Oh thank goodness you're ok!" England said. He was relieved that his daughter was finally awake. He had been so afraid that she wouldn't wake up despite Dr. Johnson's and France's reassurances.

""I told you she would be fine." France whispered, aiming for a smug tone, but coming out in more of a comforting way. As Haylee continued to stare at the two they shifted uncomfortably. Why wasn't she saying anything? Had she gone mute? Would she-

Suddenly Haylee narrowed her eyes and spoke.

"Who the heck are you people?"

France's and England's eyes widened in disbelief as they felt their heart breaking, their daughter didn't recognize them.