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Chapter 7

"I didn't even recognize you four," Naomi commented.

America, Jasmine, and Selena grinned sheepishly. They have arrived at St. Luke's Hospital, only to spook England and Naomi a bit until Jasmine told the two, "It's us!"

Violet was still down. She was worried about her old friend. "Will she be okay?"

England sighed. "I hope so…" England's posture stiffened. "Listen, Violet, I'm sorry about your friend. It was my fault that this happened. If I hadn't thrown that box and blinded the cop, he wouldn't have shot that bullet at Annabel. He would have shot it at me instead. It's better than having a friend shot, right?"

"England," Violet touched his arm, "you are my friend. If you were shot, I'd have the same broken heart I do now, only I wouldn't be the only one." She glanced sideways at America.

"Guys," Selena interrupted, "the Doc is back."

Selena was right. The doctor came back into the waiting room with a clipboard and a pen. Luckily, he spoke perfect English, so Naomi didn't have to translate. "How's Annabel?" America asked.

"She's doing perfectly fine," Dr. Takahashi replied. "We were able to remove the bullet and she is as healthy as ever. She is going to have to walk around with a cast, though."

"That's okay," Jasmine smiled. "As long as we have our friend back, we won't care if she has a cast."

"Good," the doctor smiled softly. "She's asleep at the time. Why don't you wait for her a little longer? I'll be sure to tell her you're all here once she's awake."

"Thank you, Doctor," the group thanked.

The doctor returned to the room where Annabel slept. Suddenly, Selena remembered something. "Guys, where's Jay and Canada?"

"Oh, man!" Violet groaned. "They could be anywhere in Tokyo!"

"I'll call him," Jasmine volunteered. "If he doesn't answer, I'll use Voxer."

"What's Voxer?" England asked.

"It's something like a walkie-talkie," Jasmine explained. "It's kind of like texting only with your voice."

She started to dial Jay's phone number. "I'll put it on speaker so that we can all talk to him," Jasmine decided.

"Good idea," Selena agreed.

A recorded message came on. "Hey, you have reached Jay Asuncion's phone. I'll pick up soon, so just listen to this music while you wait, and don't be impatient!"

The song "All of the Lights" came on, so Jasmine had to turn the volume down. "Come on, Jay," America urged.

"Please, pick up," England crossed his fingers.

Russia: "Vodka~!"

Jay and Canada ran as fast as they could. "Maple," Canada cursed.

"There's only one cop and two of us," Jay counted. "Let's split up and lose him."

"Where do we meet?" Canada asked.

"We'll meet…" Jay shook his head. "No, we'll signal each other. Run at least four buildings down. Then if you hear me whistle this melody," Jay whistled a four-note melody, "go in my direction, okay?"

"Okay…" Canada agreed. He didn't like this…

"But, if you don't hear me, then you whistle the same melody," Jay planned. "Got me?"

"Yeah…" Canada squirmed.

"On the count of three, we split up," Jay cleared his throat. "One… two… THREE!"

Canada and Jay ran around the building. The cop chose hastily to follow Jay. Canada became worried. What if he never hears Jay's whistle? He needs to keep running. He can't give in.

He finally reached the end of the fourth building down. Canada sunk down to his knees and panted hard. He waited for Jay's four-note whistle. But it didn't come. Canada was puzzled. Where was Jay? From what he's seen, Jay seemed like the athletic type who can run super fast. Canada whistled the melody Jay taught him. He listened for an answer. No reply.

Canada whistled the melody again. He listened hard for an answer. No answer. "Oh no…" Canada whispered. "Is he okay?" Canada continued to whistle the melody and wait. He was about to give up and decide that Jay was not okay when he heard something. A faint melody was heard. The very same melody that Jay had whistled before was emitted. Canada sprung to his feet and hurried towards the direction of the faint melody. Canada whistled the melody again. The same faint whistle returned to him.

Canada finally reached the destination where the whistle was emitted: near a spacey park. Canada was met by a surprise; Jay was on the ground!

"Oh pancakes!" Canada went on his knees next to Jay. "Are you okay?"

"Yeah," Jay coughed. "I'm fine. Don't worry."

"What happened?" Canada inquired.

"Long story," Jay panted. "Who knew cops had whips?"

"That cop had a whip?" Canada's eyes widened.

"Yeah," Jay nodded. "He whipped my ankle." Jay rolled up his pants sleeve to reveal a fresh wound on his ankle. "At first, the whip felt like nothing. But then, he whipped me so many times on the same spot, I could have sworn I heard a bone crack."

"Oh no," Canada sighed. "You can't walk?"

"I can limp," Jay joked feebly.

"Don't joke like that," Canada scolded softly. "Here, let me help you up." Canada grabbed onto Jay's arm and gently helped Jay up.

"Thanks, man," Jay acknowledged. He wrapped his arm around Canada for support.

Canada held onto him. "No problem," Canada smiled.

Jay's phone started to vibrate and play "Snow Fairy" from one of his favorite anime shows, Fairy Tail. Jay fumbled for his phone, but Canada got it first. He answered the phone instead. "Hello?" Canada gingerly greeted.

"Canadia, dude!" America greeted. "Where's Jay?"

"Oh, he's here, America," Canada whispered. "And I'm Canada!"

"Right…" Selena came on. "Is Jay okay?

"Well, he's limping," Canada explained, "because the cop whipped his ankle so many times, it became painful to walk."

"Who knew cops had whips?" Violet shrugged.

"Well, this cop did," England confirmed.

"Where are you guys?" a smooth, Japanese accent voice asked. Canada thought her to be Naomi.

"We don't really know," Canada admitted.

"Can you at least describe the place?" America asked.

"Well, I'm not really sure…" Canada looked around the place as Jay limped and sat on a bench. "It's a park with hills, valleys, ponds, and wooden areas."

"That sounds like the Arisugawa-no-miya Memorial Park!" Naomi exclaimed.

"Where are you guys, then?" Canada asked as he sat beside Jay.

"We're in the St. Luke's International Hospital," England informed. "We'll tell you why once you get here."

"How do we get there?" Jay asked.

"Hang on, I'm checking out the directions…" Violet idly said as she checked out the GPS function on her phone. "We're 2.4 miles away, and it will take you guys forty-seven minutes to get here."

"Forty-seven minutes!" Jay exclaimed. "We can't walk that! I'll be down and out by the time we are halfway!"

"Well, we can't just leave Annabel," England explained. "She's sleeping in her hospital bed, and who knows when she'll be awake? Don't you know she was shot?"

"No, we don't," Canada retorted. "We'll try to get there, England."

"Call us if you have trouble, okay, Jay?" Jasmine cautioned. "Bye!" With that, the group at the hospital hung up, leaving a disabled Jay and an unnoticeable Canada no choice but to walk to St. Luke's International Hospital.

Canada: "Maple..."

"Are you okay, Jay?"Canada asked.

"Sure," Jay sarcastically stated, "it's not like my ankle is slowly dying because we decided to walk forty-seven minutes to St. Luke's Hospital! We already walked one and a fifth of a mile and my ankle is already dead!"

"Calm down, please, Jay," Canada soothed. "I'm sure we can find someone to help us."

"Like who?" Jay retorted. "Who's going to help us? We can't find anyone here who we know!"

"Is it just me," Kumajiro indicated, "or does that look like the Japan guy we were here for?"

"What?" Canada and Jay looked in the direction the bear was pointing at. There, about to cross the street, was Japan!

"We got to catch up with him!" Canada was about to run over to him when he remembered Jay's conditions. Canada supported Jay on his waist and called as loud as he can to Japan. "Japan," Canada called. "Hey, Japan!"

"Maybe if you called louder, he'll pay attention," Jay instructed.

"I'm calling as loud as I can, though," Canada mumbled.

"Hey! Japan!" Jay shouted.

Japan whirled around to see Canada, the one he always forgot to count during G8 meetings. He was surprised; how did he get here? After all, Canada's place is four thousand miles away. Japan rushed over to Canada. "How did you get here Canada?"

"Long story," Canada stopped. "Where are you going?"

"I'm looking for a girl," Japan explained. "My friend, Naomi, has been gone a long time. Have you seen her?"

Canada was surprised that Japan knew her already. "Actually, yes," Canada informed. "She's at St. Luke's International Hospital. She's there and so are America, England, and a couple of Naomi's friends. This boy here," he pointed out Jay, "is one of them. We're on an adventure getting the nations back and going home. Do you think you know the way?"

"Hai," Japan nodded. "Follow me. It won't be too long; it's at least a mile away."

"Oh, great," Jay moaned sardonically. "My ankle will feel much better after this walk."

"He was whipped by a guy multiple times on the ankle," Canada clarified.

"Well, I think I have a solution," Japan solved.

Jay: "Line break!"

"Are you alright over there?" Japan cautioned.

"This is nuts," Jay commented. "Are you sure this will work?"

"Japan tied the knot to the bike tight enough," Canada assured. "You'll survive in that wagon. Besides, you just have to hang on tight."

"Are you sure you can drive this thing, Canada?" Japan asked.

"Oh, I think I can do this," Canada encouraged Japan. "If America can ride a motorbike like this one, I can too."

Canada pressed down on the accelerator, and before anyone could speak a word, they were off. Jay was screaming his head off.

"Canada, you're driving too fast!" Jay wailed.

"They say twins usually share something in common," Japan remarked. "From my experience in America's driving, I found the common thing."

Canada smiled as they weaved in and out of the traffic. "We're coming up on the hospital!" Canada announced.

"Canada, you should slow down, man!" Jay screamed.

"Canada, please stop!" Japan commanded.

Canada pressed down on the brakes, but it was too late. The motorbike stumbled through the automatic doors, hurled itself through the screaming visitors, and crashed into the reception desk.

"You should have at least tried to park first," Japan coughed.

"That was nuts!" Jay smiled. "That was a way to make an entrance! And who knew that entrance would be made in a hospital?"

Japan apologized to the nurse as Canada and Jay helped clean up the mess. Once they were finished, Japan asked the nurse if a visitor by the name of Naomi came in. The nurse responded that the girl was currently in the waiting room near Room 260.

"Let's go get the group back together!" Jay cheered.


What an entrance indeed! Next will be Russia! Woo-hoo!

Next chapter: Jay recalls he has a friend who lives in Russia, but it turns out the relation between the two is awkward. Sophiya finds a guy she doesn't like to keep in her house...

Thanks for reading this! Hope you enjoy, and please tell me what you think!

~hetaliaforever123