Chapter Nine

Tears Into Wine (Theme/Chapter Title)

Eight and three quarters along…

"Prussia…what do I do? I've never been through this sort of thing…" He tilted his head up at the sky, sitting on the tree swing, the beautiful scarf wrapped tightly around his neck. He felt a presence beside them, then it melted away.

"I'm always here…" The wind whispered to him. He rubbed his big belly softly and smiled.

"I know. I know…" He gazed at the stars, his only eye wide. It was then, he realised he could see color. He whipped his head around, staring at the colors. The white snow, the brown trees, the red mail boxes…He could see! "…Thank you, Prussia." He murmured, thinking this had something to do with the Germanic man. He kicked off the ground, starting to swing, his scarf trailing behind him. He thought about Finland, where was he? Was he ok? Was he hurt?

A hand seized him and stopped his swinging. North Canada gasped, whiping his head around. Black eyes stared at him, mocking his being.

"You thought you could get away?" That voice…oh god..

"L-Let go of me!"

-Flash back-

Sam flailed his limbs, attempting to throw his apponent off. Antarctica slammed him into the bookcase and threw him to the ground, a knife now in his hand. North Canada rolled out of the way as the man bore down with the weapon, stabbing the carpet. Sam took the opertunity to stand up and kick Antarctica's head, grabbing the knife. But…his hand did not grab the knife, only thin air. Antarctica stabbed into his eye, pain flashed through his entire being, he could barely feel the blood flowing. The last thing he heard was the sirens…The last thing he thought was if Serra was ok…

-End flashback-

"How about I don't…" The black eyed man reached around him and stuck his cold hands under his shirt and ran his hands along his pregnant belly.

"Get off of me you TWAT!" He snarled, shoving him backward and turning around, whipping a pistol out of its holster and aiming it quickly at the man's heart. He showed no fear.

"You think that is going to stop me? Why so much violence…it can't be good for the baby." Sam scowled and cocked the gun, making sure the man heard the click.

"After what you did to me and Serra, and now you have Finland, you think I won't shoot you?" The man merely chuckled.

"No. I don't thin you wi-."

"Get away from my wife if you value your pathetic life!" Antarctica turned, an axe staring him straight in the face. Denmark's usually cheerful eyes were clouded over with rage.

"Ah…I see. Well then…" He swallowed nervously before stepping away and fleeing into the bushes. Sam lets out a small whimper, pulling his shirt back down and nearly collapsing into Denmark's arms. The Dane sighed and hugged his lover close to him.

"I'm sorry…" North Canada whispered, tears streaming down his face as he dropped the gun. Mathias frowned and hugged him tighter.

"Shh…"

….

One Month Later….

"Woo! Come on, Sam!" The music blared through the speakers. The pregnant male was facing the champion of Guitar Hero 3, aka Finland. The song was 'Through the Fire and the Flames' by Dragonforce, the hardest song on the game. The diffuculty they were playing at was expert. Sam gripped the fake guitar and hit the few notes that were left. He saw the song ending and hit them, except…

North Canada dropped the guitar as the song ended, and Finland won. They all cheered for Finland, but then they looked worriedly at Sam, who's eyes were large with pain. Denmark pushed his way through the crowd.

"What's wrong, Sammy?" He demanded, gripping the trembling man's shoulders.

"…The baby is coming…" They all gasped. England grabbed his cellphone out of his pocket and dialed the number, warning the hospital they were on their way. Arthur turned to Feliciano.

"Italy…can you drive us there?"

"Veee…of course!"

"Finland, America, Canada…you're coming with us. If you want to, you can come too, Sweden."

The said people climbed into the car. Denmark gripped Sam's hand as he breathes hoarsly, eyes shut tight.

"It's ok, Sam. You're doing fine…"

…..

Several…loooooooong hours later.

Doctor Desman walked into the room, his heterochromian eyes staring at the two males.

"Your baby boy is perfectly healthy. Our scans show he will be blonde with green eyes, like the two parents."

Mathias smiled at his sleeping 'wife', still holding onto his hand.

"Thank you…Doctor…?"

"Just call me Lost." He sat down beside Denmark. "…And If I may mention…It is an honor to be in the presence of two countries. Even if many others would not take this job in this part of the hospital…I still have faith in you guys." Mathias looked at the doctor, who was smiling at him and North Canada. He blinked twice.

"Thank you, …Lost."

"Have you thought of a name yet?" Sam bliked open his eyes at this and sat up, shaking his head. Then, Sam's eyes widened.

"Greenland…and his human name will be Kresten. It's…" Mathias grinned.

"Danish for Christian." Denmark finished his sentence for him. Lost smiled.

"That is a nice name. By the way, you may leave anytime you want to…" The doctor flapped his wings a bit. This caused Mathias to finally think of how much this part of the hospital was different…Not many humans dwelled here, mostly the 'outcasts' of the human race. The aparent aliens. This is why the countries were allowed in this part, so they didn't mix with humans.

"Hey, Doctor Freak! You've got a call!" The nurse whipped the cellphone at Lost, who caught it with his tail. Mathias saw hurt in his eyes before he opened the phone.

"…Dad. I'm at work, why must you…No…Yes…Maybe….NO!" He closed the phone and sighed. North Canada looked sympathetic.

"What's wrong?"

"I just got fired, apparently, for scaring the others." Denmark grew angry and looked away. This is what his past had held. He used to scare other people into joining his house. It made him think how much Lost's dad must be like his past self…

"Well…you could always come live with us. Our house is very…emphasis on very….big. I'm sure you could fit in there…" Lost's eyes widened.

"…L-Live with countries? …I accept!" He grinned and his eyes sparkled.

-End Part One of Chapter Nine.