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Chapter 13

Norway moaned slightly as he opened his eyes, only to be met by an annoyingly bright room. It took him a moment to remember that his brothers had him rushed to the hospital, another moment to remember the man shooting him and kidnapping Ans, and one last moment to realize that he was not alone. Also in the room stood or sat the other four Nordics, each of them looking deeply depressed.

"No sign of her?" Norway asked while looking at them, resisting the urge to just go back asleep. They were silent for a moment until Sweden said, "no, we fo'nd her."

"Then where is she? Is she hurt?" Norway asked, starting to wonder what happened.

There was another pause until Denmark said, "She was shot when we were trying to help her…I'm sorry, she…"

Norway stared at his brothers, unable to believe that his daughter had been shot and worst of all was the fear that she was gone. Due to this fear he whispered, "Is she…dead?"

Silence was his confirming answer. After several seconds of this, Finland said, "I'm sorry Norway, it was my fault. I shot the guy who shot her intending to just injure him. I didn't see the gun until it was too late… if it makes it any better, she died shortly after she was hit, too short a time for her to feel too much pain."

"I-I see," Norway said, allowing the thought to sink in. He could feel tears threaten to fall in his eyes, stinging and blurring his vision until he wiped them away. While he had only known Ans for several short years of his long life, he still felt as if he lost something irreplaceable, and desperately wished that he could have changed the outcome of the events. He knew, however, that he could not. At last he slowly looked up at the other sad faces and asked, "Did they take her body here?"

"Ya, I think they said that they were going to wait until this morning to send her to the morgue," Denmark answered. In response, Norway gave a slight nod and carefully got out of bed as to not disconnect any of the tubes.

"Where are you going?" Iceland asked.

"I want to see my Princess," Norway whispered.

"But Norway, you need to rest. Besides, you can't just expect them to let you walk into wherever she is in your condition," Iceland tried to reason.

In response, Norway simply looked sadly at his younger brother and said, "I need to see my daughter."

The others were silenced again by this, only for the room to then be filled with noise when a nurse entered and asked why he was up. To this Norway tried asking the nurse to let him see her, but she refused to even allow him to leave the room due to his injured head. Annoyed and slightly disappointed with how things were working out, he laid back down, hoping that he would be able to see her soon.

A worker walked into the room filled with the recently deceased, glancing at the list of bodies to send out to various places. Towards the top of the list was Ans' name, causing him to look at the refrigerator holding her body and sigh. He hated having to deal with bodies from kids and honestly could not understand how anyone could. Reluctantly, he opened the door to her body and pulled her out, deciding to start by getting her ready for the morgue.

He had to admit that she looked peaceful, especially for a girl who was shot, and at first glance looked as if she was asleep. In fact, he barely saw any sign that showed she was dead. Due to this, he could not stop himself from picking up her wrist; only to stumble backwards when he swore he felt heat and a pulse. The pulse was very, very faint, and at first he thought he imagined it; causing him to check again and feel it again. Anxiously, he called for assistance which came quickly when he said that someone was not dead.

Seeing that the worker was correct, they had Ans quickly sent to the intensive care area and placed on life support, most of them thinking that it had to be some kind of miracle or wondering if she would even pull through. One of them then turned to the worker and asked, "Does she have any family we can notify?"

They all then looked at the list with her name, only for a nurse to say, "Hey, I think her dad's in the hospital right now. If I remember right, he was the one last night complaining about wanting to see his daughter after hearing she was dead."

"Looks like we have some good news for him, go tell him," a doctor told the nurse before leaving with the others to make sure that the girl reached her destination safely.

Norway was still upset when he awoke, the other Nordics still in the room fast asleep. He stared at the door, waiting for a nurse to come and tell him he could leave, only for his eyes to then widen when he saw a bed wheel by with a girl which looked like Ans. Curious, he began to get up, only to stop when a nurse checked his file by the door and entered his room.

"Oh, good, you're up! I have amazing news for you," She said happily.

"What is it?" Denmark asked, waking up with the others.

"Can I see my daughter?" Norway asked.

"Yes, actually, I think they just wheeled her into the room next door," she said, earning confused looks from the Nordics.

"But she's dead," Finland said softly, "We saw her die."

"I don't know how to explain it, but this morning when they were getting her ready for transport they noticed that she had a pulse. It's faint and she's far from being in stable condition, but she's alive. I honestly don't understand how this could have happened. Anyways, I was supposed to tell you that if you want to see her you can, but that you need to stay calm; especially you," the nurse said, pointing towards Norway for the last part.

Norway was shocked by the news, even more shocked than when he heard that she was dead. Partly worried that this was a dream, he pinched himself slightly while letting the nurse and others lead him to the room. In the room the Nordics found Ans, unconscious and hooked up to multiple machines but alive either way.

Without even thinking of what he was doing, Norway walked over to her bed and looked at her sleeping face, only to then give her a tight embrace despite the alarms which went off due to the movement. Once the others separated the two, Norway looked at the screen and saw the lifeline move up and down, causing him to smile. He had his daughter back.

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