Well, here it is. The last chapter. I apologize if it seems rushed or cheesy or otherwise very different from the other chapters. Believe me, the original ending was darker and spookier.

I'll say this: Even if it's a horror story, somehow, I made it a happy ending (sorry if any of you didn't want that).

The word is happiness in Italian (don't really need a Russian word anymore).


Beep...beep...beep...

It was silent in the room, except for the machine that Italy was hooked up to. By the time South and Prussia got him to the hospital, he was almost completely out cold, and he had even begun bleeding a little again. They got help for him as quickly as they could.

When they arrived, Italy was almost immediately whisked to the operating room to perform a c-section, in order to save the baby along with him, and after it was all over, he was now here, recovering and being expected to awaken soon. South Italy slept next to his brother, while Prussia kept watch over the baby.

Most of the time, Italy spoke a little in his sleep, but it was usually just "Ve~" or "Doitsu, Doitsu."

But how did he survive at all? These two were living miracles. Were they extremely lucky? Or did they have some sort of guardian angel watching over them?

Now, Italy was waking up, after a few hours of sleeping. When he came to, he saw the doctor and his brother standing over him.

"Looks like you're alive, bro. You want to see the baby?" Italy nodded. Of course he wanted to see his own flesh and blood. Not just his, though, but that of Germany's as well.

...

When Prussia arrived with the little bundle, Italy was surprised at how much he resembled Germany. The shock of blonde hair, the light blue eyes open a little bit. It was practically Germany reborn.

"You picked out a name yet, North?" It was no mistake when Italy almost immediately responded with, "Ludwig. He's Ludwig."

That's right. Italy was naming his son after Germany. It was only right to name his son in honor of the father, the man he loved and lost. South groaned. Of course his brother would choose that name for this newborn. Prussia, on the other hand, thought it was perfect.

Of course, both would have a hand in raising the little boy, regardless of the name, along with Italy.

...

"Ve~. Prussia, what does Noch nicht mean?" When Italy and Prussia were in the room, South having left to go to the bathroom, Italy asked Prussia the question out of the blue.

"Means 'not yet', but how did you learn about those words, North?"

Italy cradled little Ludwig as he spoke. "I had a dream about Doitsu. He was walking away from me, I tried to follow him, but he said those words. He told me, 'Noch nicht, Italia.' What did Doitsu mean?"

"Not sure. Something towards you, I guess?"

Later, though, when Prussia and South went to the police station to clear up the situation that happened, Italy somehow figured out what Germany meant. He must've meant, 'not time for you to follow me yet, Italia.' He knew Italy and the baby weren't meant to die this very night. Maybe, somehow, he protected the two tonight, before Prussia and South Italy showed up to save the day.

As Italy laid back in bed, he whispered, "Doitsu...thank you."


Gahhh, only I can cheese up horror like this.

Well, that's why I'm writing it, to get better at it.

I apologize much if you didn't like the ending all that much. I had to work the Germany thing in there somehow.

At least Prussia and South Italy weren't OOC like I thought in the last chapter. (Were they here? I'm still a bit unsure.)

But that is the end. Thank you, everyone, for reading and reviewing.

-lyudesshadow