Going back to the house, Matthew felt a soft silence surround him. He glanced into the kitchen and found no one. Shrugging he decided to head to the living room to see if he could find France and England. He wondered why it was so quiet. Upon entering the living room, Matthew soon discovered why everyone was so quiet. On the couch, surrounded by whispering nations was a sleeping Lithuania. Matthew quickly made his way over to France, England and Alfred in his chair, who were sitting in the corner.

"Hey guys." Matthew greeted his family with a smile.

"Ah there you are." Arthur said as he adjusted Alfred in his seat.

"Did you see? Lithuania has been found." France flashed a smile that had been rare for the last few weeks

Matthew nodded. "I saw Prussia outside. Where's Poland? He is going to want to know that Lithuania is here."

"Oui. Prussia went out to find him. You must've bumped into him while he was looking." France answered.

"I hear Prussia in the kitchen ve". Italy excitingly came up behind them. "I can not wait to see Poland's face. He will be so happy."

Matthew allowed the Italian to hug him in joy. This was good he supposed. Italy seemed happier than he had been in weeks. The Italian was practically glowing with joy. Inwardly Matthew felt conflicted, it was good that Lithuania was alive and well but witnessing Switzerland's breakdown over Liechtenstein had been unnerving. He edged closer to the sleeping Alfred.

"Hey everyone I found Poland." Prussia interrupted the quiet living room with his loud exclamation. Poland and Switzerland, who seemed back to his normal composed self, followed behind. His booming voice not only startled the others but also made Lithuania jump awake with a gasp.

One. Two.

Three.

That is how many seconds it took for Poland to fling himself at Lithuania with a joyous yell.

"LEIT."

Lithuania felt his blonde friend cling to him. He didn't know how to react for it had been so long since he had seen Poland. All he knew was that, it was okay, Poland was with him alive. Except there was one issue.

"Poland as happy am I to see you um..you are kinda squeezing my ribs a bit." Lithuania didn't want to make Poland feel bad but his ribs felt like a thousand needles were gabbing into them.

Poland immediately let go and started inspecting Lithuania's injuries and asking a thousand questions.

"What happened? Where did you go after trying to find help for Latvia? Are you hurt? How did..."

"Flieks! Stop. if you slowdown, I will tell you everything." Lithuania had on one of his trademark stressfiled smiles. Poland nodded sliding inti a sitting position on the couch.

"I...I thought you died." He whispered letting Lithuania wrap one of his arms around him.

"I thought I died too." Lithuania's comment seemed more a thought that had escaped than a actual remark. He looked up at the nations surrounding them. "You all seem curious to what has happened to me so I might as well tell you besides Italy has to know for his government and I don't feel like telling the story over and over."

Italy had taken up a seat next to his brother. Lithuania was a bit confused the Italian looked exhausted.

"Yes telling everyone at once is a good idea but wait one moment for Germany went to get Estonia. He will want to hear it too." Italy explained.

Lithuania gripped Poland's arm. His brother was alive! "I..." he would have cried there right then but was stopped by Germany wheeling Estonia in. Lithuania couldn't do much more then stare as his little brother beat him to tears.

"Toris...!" Estonia took control of his wheelchair and rolled over to couch as fast as possible.

"You're alive!" Lithuania reached other his arm and placed it on Estonia trembling cheek. "You're alive." It was all he could say as Estonia placed his hand over Lithuania's.

"Yes I am and..and so are you." Estonia was filled with relief as if a unending dark hole had been healed. The three of them took a couple moments before Lithuania turned back to the others.

"I think I can tell you all where I have been now." He said

Both Germany and Italy nodded as Lithuania began.

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He had just left to find the nearest hospital for Latvia. He walked because driving would have dangerous for most of the road had been destroyed. Struck by the ending cold and darkness, Lithuania could only see a few feet ahead by using a make shift lantern made of a candle and tiny birdcage.

It is colder than Mister Russia's house. He thought this while trying to swallow the anxiety that filled his heart. Before he had left, Latvia couldn't barely breathe. What if he couldn't find the hospital? What if he couldn't get back in time? What if his little brother died?

Lithuania shook himself out of his thoughts. He had to be strong enough to get back. Ignoring the stinging pain in his chest, he pushed on.

It toke three hours of wandering before he admitted to himself that he was lost. Hopelessly lost in the middle of a dark abandoned city, Lithuania knew that he had to rest for he had been going for 24hrs with no sleep. But he could not rest not when Latvia was with Poland choking on his own breath.

Besides he had felt worse pain then a bit of tiredness so pushing on checking buildings for any type of familiar landmark, Lithuania looked for the hospital. In all, it took 48 more hours of tirelessly searching before he found the hospital. Surprisedly, the lights of the hospital were still on. Lithuania entered the cold abandoned building. He followed blue signs trying to find were oxygen tanks could be. It was strange walking empty hospital hall with no people in sight. He swallowed his fear and opened another door.

Yes! He celebrated at finding a small tank of oxygen. Now all he had to do was get back to Poland and Latvia. He ignored his aching legs and left the hospital.

The walk back felt darker. He prayed that he wouldn't get lost again. The candle flickered slightly. Little cold tickles of snow touched his cheek as he struggled to see though the dark.

It only took a few moments before he heard a terrible sound. A sound he was extremely familiar with.

A howl.

RUN his mind screamed and as he did so he could hear the growls and barks through the pounding of his heart.

Wolves god why did it have to be wolves. He turned a corner and through the glow of his candle he saw a stone block shed in front of him. He rushed in a closed the rusty metal door right before he heard the hellish animals slam into it. For a moment he just laid there listening as the wolves circled the small building obviously trying to get in. Lithuania wasn't sure if they could get in but the sprint had wiped away the rest of his energy and he passed out hugging the oxygen tank.

When he awoke, the wolves were gone. Standing, He went to the door and tried opening it, but it wouldn't badge. He realized with his heart dropping that the door was stuck and was stuck well. He pressed against it. Jiggled the handle and even tried to run at it but the door wouldn't open. He looked around the concrete building trying to find a window to break but in the small space it was only stone. He kept trying for four hours until his little lantern went out and he was thrust into complete darkness. It reminded him slightly of Mr. Russia's house when the snow would make the power go out and they were left in the cold. He shivered this cold was much worse at least Russia had blankets. Curling against the wall, Lithuania cried. No one knew where he was. Three days past at least he guessed that number. He assumed he would die there of either starvation or cold. Thinking on the bright side was his coping mechanism so he simply thanked God that he had no chance of dying of thirst. Melting snow Dripped from the roof making everything cold and wet. After a week, he started to see things. Visions of Russia angrily yelling or Poland finding him, once he believed himself to be back at Russia's home doing the dishes. As scary as hallucinating was, Lithuania felt comforted by some of the visions he saw for it made him feel less alone.

After two weeks he pounded on the door over and over before he ran out of strength to lift his arms. He knew then he would die there alone in a shed far away from his family and friends. He didn't have the energy to cry.

It was the third week when he hard something out side. Voices. He wanted to call out but the weeks of solitude had made him afraid but then he heard a familiar language spread throughout his ears. They where speaking Lithuanian. His language they were he people. Unable to lift his head all he could do was cry out an animalistic yell.

Outside the sound stopped at He heard a rusty creak as warm candle light shone into his eyes. He felt hands on him as he was lifted out of Hell. He woke up five days later in a tent covered in itchy wools. He didn't mind because it wasn't cold anymore.

"You are awake!" A man with a long white beard stood over him. "Do you have sanity?"

Lithuania blinked "Sanity?"

"You have woken many times calling out the names of countries. It was strange. You know who you are?" The man spoke as if he had been smoking for years.

"Yes. I am Toris. You saved me?"

"Yes it was pretty scary the way you where but here eat some of this." The man handed him a can of beans. "My name is Michel. You remember anything?"

"I remember the door opening."

"Yeah That makes since you passed out as soon as we found you. We are a small group so it won't be to hard for you to come with us."

"Huh?" Lithuania asked.

"We are heading to Italy it's the safest place right now. We got to get to the coast and supposedly they have boats." Michel answered

"I need to get to my family" Lithuania tried sitting up.

"Well you're in no shape to be walking out there. Your best bet is to stick with our group to see if they're headed to the boats as well."

All Lithuania could do was nod slowly, Michel was right he was not strong enough.

It took two more weeks to get to the coast. Lithuania felt like a burden for Michel had to carry him. They didn't know exactly why his legs didn't seem to work ,but he assumed it was from the earthquakes that had caused chaos in his land added with the physical chaos that had tormented him.

They joined a bigger group of refugees. It was only a few days when he heard cheers from the crowd. A boat had arrived.

"Lithuania. This is awesome."

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Yes I have been gone for weeks. Lol yeahhh I had some issues I had to deal with in the outer net. I will try to post more updates when I can this story will be completed it is just gonna take I while same with all my other tails sorry bout that thanks for reading even though I am slower than molasses.