Chapter 10: Did It Work?

France POV

I was feeling stronger when Angleterre rushed into the room and I could tell from Mathew's nervousness exactly what had happened and smiled. Hugging Angleterre as he clung to me I shushed him gently.

"The doctors say it's a miracle mon amour. That I'm healing and my body is no longer failing." I couldn't help but smile as he clung to me tighter. "You did good." At this he became stiff and looked me in the eyes.

I smiled at him and heard him scoff. "Well like I was gonna let you kick the bucket."

I smiled at that then looked towards Mathew who looked, right, then left, then down at the floor. "Tu m'as sauve la vie." At this Mathew blushed and began to cry. "Et presque pris votre propre."

"Damn you bloody frog!" I heard Angleterre grumble as Mathew rushed over to me and cried. "In god damn English!"

"I vould be dead Arthur. If I had not received special blood to keep moi's organs alive, while jou fought in the war." Arthur scoffed.

"Special blood. Right frog I believe that." I couldn't help but glare at him at that mention.

"Oui, special blood, because moi has a very rare blood type Mr. Know It All!" I snapped back and felt a sick happiness when I saw his eyes widen and him step back. "I have type O blood." I turned to look at the wall.

"So?" I heard him growl back and fought not to lose it.

"So I can't have just any blood if I start losing it mon amour." I replied through gritted teeth. "I have to have type O blood only; any other kind will kill me."

"So? Alfred and I gave blood before we left." He walked towards me with a glare of his own.

"Oui! But do you know Alfred's blood type mon cheri?" I asked calmer this time.

"No, but I'm sure it was fine."

"He has you type blood mon amour. Type B."

At this he calmed a bit. "No… Well they must have had type O blood because your fine."

"No, they didn't." I saw Arthur blink at that. "Even if they did mortal blood wouldn't keep me alive longer, you know that." His face fell to look at the ground. "But, there is another country with type O blood."

"What country would be stupid enough to donate blood to you?" I heard Arthur laugh no doubt thinking that he had seen though my deceit, except I wasn't deceiving him. "They would make it impossible for you to die sure, but at the cost of their own life. If you're going to lie you git, you might as well make it believable!"

"I'm not lying mon cheri." I replied calmly.

"Oh give it up you bloody frog!" He growled back. "I found out your little lie now stop it!"

"Why?! Because you know the only it could be is Mathew?!" I yelled back at him seeing him blink with eyes wide and Mathew upon hearing me yell it backed up like he'd been hit. "Do you get it now you daft twit? Our son saved me because he knew he was the only one who could. He knew he could have died but he didn't care. He loved me and if he died in the process of giving me more time then so be it."

As I said all of this I saw out of the corner of my eye Mathew smiling at me standing up for him. Over the years he had trusted me with secret after secret and even knew I'd always stand up for him. Arthur looked at Mathew with his mouth open in a shocked face before it seemed to click and he began to walk over to Mathew who I grabbed the arm of before he could run away. Once Arthur hugged him I saw his face as he began to cry.

I knew it was hard for him to accept that he had gained me but if he had failed that he would have lost not only his love but one of his sons. I smiled and tapped his leg to bring his attention to me.

"Don't squeeze too hard." At his confused face I winked at Mathew. "I doubt you want vomit all over you."

At this I couldn't help but chuckle as Angleterre released him like a hot potato. "Uh… No not particularly."

I chuckled and looked at the ceiling. "Angleterre?"

"Hm?" I knew he was looking at me but I wasn't looking at him.

"How's Sealand doing?" I felt the tears rolling down my face and blinked when I felt weight on the bed and Angleterre wiping the tears from my face.

"He'll be much better once you get home." I looked at him and saw him give one of his rare smiles. "Welcome back." I smiled back before I frowned hearing him sigh. "Mon… Mon Cheri."

I grinned a thousand times over. "Oui. Mon Cheri, Mon amour, Mon ami, Mine."

I hugged him at that and thanked him softly. A week later I was given the ok to go home and as some as we reached the house I went to go say hello to my now country son Sealand. Arthur had raised him while I was in the hospital and from what I could see he had done so well. My boy had grown up and was now a country, all while I had my whole nearly dying episode. I hadn't been there for him as much as I would have liked. But I swore from then on I'd be a part of his life.

And they all lived happily ever after. The end.

Tu m'as sauve la vie – You saved my life

Et presque pris votre propre – And nearly took your own