I just decided to write one more chapter. Yep, backstory included. Enjoy!
It obviously couldn't be. Still, I have to find out if he is or not. "But how?" a voice rang in my head.
"Frau Zelda, are you sure zhat you're alright? You seem slightly pale. Perhaps I should perform an examination?" Medic looked concerned.
I snapped back into reality. "Medic, I have no time to spare. I have an important thing to tell you." I struggled to remain calm.
"Ja, vhat is it?" medic replied.
"I think that… that you might've been my father." I faltered.
"Vhat had caused you to have zhat theory?" Medic finally said after a long pause.
"My full name is Zelda Kauffmann, and yours is Lukas Kauffmann," I explained. "You might think that it might be pure coincidence, but would it be as coincidental for both my mother and your wife's name to be Heather Anna Rosenberg?" I continued.
"Mein tochter…" He whispered after my explanation.
"Father," I said. Maybe he is, after all. I pulled him into a hug, and he returned it automatically. After what had seemed to be hours, we finally broke away.
"Ach, ich habe dich gefunden, mein liebling." He whispered. I nodded, tears of joy flowing freely.
"Und how is Heather?" he finally asked.
"I thought I told you that she's going to get married soon," I said bitterly.
"Are you going to her wedding?" he cringed as he asked.
"Nope, don't think so," was the answer.
"Why won't you want to go? You should accept him as your father since I never vas responsible in taking care of you," he said sadly. "Und you should go back home and enjoy zhe feeling of family."
"What are you, out of your mind? I have just met my father seconds ago, and now you want me to leave you. It's not your fault that you never got the chance to take care of me," I scoffed.
He stared at me, unable to think of anything to say. "Anyway, how did you meet my mom?" I changed the subject.
"Vell, it is a long story…" Medic began.
Lukas had to work as a paramedic during the war, even though he's just seventeen. He had always loved to heal victims, but seeing them being hurt for no reason at all isn't tolerable. He'd rescue the victims with his comrades and bring them to the tents for treatment. This went on for days. Years, even.
A few years later, the war finally slowed a little. Nevertheless, he and his comrades had a busy day. On that particular day, they brought in a young lady about the same age as Lukas. She was heavily injured that there was nearly no life signs in her.
Luckily, she survived the operation and was on her way to a full recovery. Lukas always tried to find free time to take care of that particular girl. Her beautiful blonde hair and pale skin attracts him to her.
A few weeks later, when Lukas was sitting by her bedside, her eyes finally opened. Lukas stared into her gorgeous sapphire eyes in awe. "Where am I?" she asked him in German. "Oh, you are in the general hospital. You suffered lethal injuries a few weeks ago and luckily, you survived." He explained.
"Thank you so much for saving me. May I ask for your name?" the beautiful girl asked. "Um… My name is Lukas Kauffmann, nice to meet you," Lukas said silently.
"My name is Heather Anna Rosenberg, and nice to meet you too, Lukas," He blushed a little at the mention of his name.
They talked about a lot of things during Heather's stay in the hospital. Finally, the war is over, and she is healthy enough to be discharged by the hospital. "Thank you again, Lukas, for being such a helpful and good friend during my stay," Heather thanked.
"It's nothing, really. If you have any more problems, don't hesitate to tell me." Lukas said.
"But… I have nowhere to go, my family was killed by a group of terrorists before I was admitted into the hospital." She began to sob.
"It's alright if you want to… um… stay with me at my house." Lukas invited.
"That's great!" Heather smiled.
The days passed by, and they gradually fell in love. They dated for a year and a half, and got married. Lukas has a clinic open to support his new family. And when he got his job done, Heather would be waiting for him with dinner spread on the dining table. That was the best time of Lukas and Heather's life.
So how was it? Oh, and the German sentence 'Ach, ich habe dich gefunden' translates into 'Alas, I have found you'. Sorry if I got it wrong though. (To German readers: Don't hesitate to correct me, as I'm not German) Still, stay tuned for more! Please rate and review.