Tada! New chapter! Whoo! Had a lot going on for Thanksgiving or I would have posted this sooner. I hope you like this chapter.
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On with the story!
Ludwig slowly walk into the room. The nurse doesn't follow him in, so he shuts the door behind him. The curtains are closed around the bed so Ludwig can't see Gilbert. He decides to check the time. He wants to see his brother but dreads it the same time.
He hadn't put his watch on today so Ludwig pulls out his phone.
10:30 pm Ludwig sighs and slips his phone back into his pants pocket. 'I only have five minutes. I guess I better hurry.'
Ludwig reluctantly reaches out and grasps the curtain. He hesitates, the feeling of dread increasing slightly, before pulling it back. When Ludwig sees Gilbert, he gasps.
Gilbert's head has a bandage that wraps all the way around it. Blood is seeping through in some places. Gilbert's right eye has a thick bandage over it. Ludwig's stomach twists when he thinks about his brother never being able to see out of his eye again.
'Gilbert vas alvays pround of his eyes.' *
Ludwig frowns and closes his eyes. 'Vhy vould I zink zat? He's still here. Gilbert is still proud of his eyes.' Ludwig opens his eyes and resumes his observation of his brother.
Gilbert's hospital gown is covering his torso, so Ludwig can't see how bad the damage is there. The blanket is covering Gilbert's bottom-half and Ludwig doesn't want to mess with it. He can tell that the right leg is bulkier than the left one though. There are lots of little cuts and scratches on Gilbert's face.
Most likely from broken glass.
Ludwig fights back tears as he sits down in a chair by the bed. Sure Gilbert has been in a ridiculous amount of fights and has been beaten to a pulp, but this? This was different.
Gilbert was in the hospital with a "grim outlook."
'Vhat does zat even mean? A "grim outlook." Does zat mean Gilbert von't survive zis? Have ze doctors given up hope? Does zis mean I von't be able to listen to Gilbert's obnoxious laugh ever again? Or clean up ze mess him und his friends make after drinking all my beer?'
A few tears escape, but Ludwig quickly wipes them away. 'Nein. I can't zink like zat. Mein bruder vill make it. I can't lose him, he's ze only family I have left.'
Ludwig hesitantly reaches out and puts his hand on top of his brother's. He stares at Gilbert in hopes that he will wake up.
…..Suddenly the door opens and the nurse from before walks in. 'Vhat vas her name again? Hmm...Madeline Villiams? Sound right...' "S-sir? Are you okay? You've been in here awhile and h-haven't moved much. I've been checking on you th-through the window." Madeline gestures behind her.
Ludwig frowns and asks "Vhat time is it? It doesn't seem like I've been in here long." Madeline furrows her eyebrows in concern. "Sir, y-you've been in here for around three h-hours. It's-" she looks down at her watch "-1:30 am."
Madeline watches as Ludwig tries to understand the fact that he was in the room with Gilbert for three hours, when it only felt like three minutes.
"Vait." Ludwig blurts out. " I zought I only had five minutes. Vhy vas it longer zan an two hours?" Something that looks like pity flashes in the nurses eyes.
"Um. W-well, you were alone and your brother is in bad condition, so I thought I'd let you have m-more time with him, eh?" Madeline fiddles with the folder she is holding.
"I see." Ludwig looks back at Gilbert. 'My legs are numb. Maybe I should go take a valk? I could go talk to Francis and Antonio...I zink I'll do zat.'
"Miss Villiams?" The blond woman jumps, startled. "U-um, yes?" "Vill you show me how to get to my bruders friend's room, please?" "Eh? Oh, yes. If you would just f-follow me then." Madeline waits for Ludwig to get the feeling back in his legs before walking out of the room.
Ludwig takes one last look at Gilbert, then follows.
It was back to walking through the insanely white halls. 'Vhy do they have to be so vhite?' Ludwig sighs. 'I need to find out from Antonio und Francis vhat exactly happened. I vonder if zey know who hit zem?'
"Ah. Here we are, Room 19. Your f-friends are in here, eh?" Ludwig looks around him, then to the door Madeline was standing in front of. 'Shit. I zoned out again. Now I don't know how to get back to Gilbert's room.' Ludwig sighs again. 'I vill just ask for directions later.'
"Mr. Beilschmidt? Are you coming?" "Hmm? Oh, ja." Madeline opens the door for him. Ludwig offers a weak smile. "Danke." Madeline smiles back shyly. " You're welcome." Ludwig raises and eyebrow. " You know German?" He asks.
The nurse bites her lip. " Y-yes. Only a little though. Do you not...?" She sighs sadly and mutters to herself. " Of course you wouldn't remember me. No one does." She looks back at Ludwig. "Never mind. It's not important." Madeline walks through the door and he follows. 'Zat vas veird...'
"Ludwig!" "Ludwig, mi amigo!"
*I personally believe that Prussia would love his eyes. They are an epic red color and he's the only one that has them. That just makes him more awesome.
Anyway, thanks for reading! Please review! It helps me write...
Oh! Random question: How many of you watch Supernatural? Just wanna see how many people read the author notes.
