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Italy P.O.V.
It had been almost eight months since I first told Germany that I was expecting a child of his. Ever since that day, I had noticed that he had returned more tired from work everyday. He was also taking a double shift at work and that was affecting him a lot. I knew he wanted to be able to provide for our child but I saw the toll that it was taking on him. He was falling asleep more and more at the dinner table, He would forget things easily and once he was close to being in a car accident. That was if I wasn't there to take hold of the wheel before something huge happened to any of us. It was 3 o' clock and I knew any minute from now Germany would be walking in and that was when I was going to talk to him about my feelings about working so much. Just as I was wondering if he was on his way Germany walked in and closed the door behind him.
"Liebling. I'm home." He said putting away his suitcase and walking towards me. I ran towards him and hugged him. He immediately knew something was wrong with me and took no time in asking me. "Vhat's wrong Italy?" His perfect blue eyes looked at me questioningly. I took his hand and pulled him to the couch. I took a deep breath and sighed as I started the conversation off. "Well Germany, I wanted to talk to you about something related to the baby." Germany thought for a second and looked at me worriedly. " Vhat is zit? Is zha baby okay?" He placed a hand on my tummy as he looked at me with a worried expression on his face.
"No. No. The baby is fine. I wanted to talk to you about your work schedule..." He looked at me blankly. "Germany, I know you want to provide for our baby but I've seen you work yourself almost to the bone. I know you promised our child the world but please I don't want you to suffer as a consequence! " I said, tears cascading down my cheeks. Germany hugged me and gave me a quick kiss. He ruffled his blonde hair with one hand and looked down at me, never breaking the embrace as he talked. "But Italy I promised our baby the best...vhat if I can't give our child vhat they ask for? Vhat if our baby grows without vhat it needs and hates me for zhat?" He asked me. I was the one to break the embrace. "Germany!" I looked up with a shocked expression that turned to a soft stare as quickly as it had appeared. " Our baby only needs our love and a few things to grow in a great home. Our baby doesn't need the best clothes or toys. Our baby needs to be surrounded by love not by gifts...and if we can't provide our baby with something they want but don't need I'm sure our son or daughter will be upset, but hating you is something our baby will never do. You'll be a great father Germany...I know you will! But please don't overwork yourself." I said pulling him into a kiss. He kissed me back and sighed. "Okay. I Vil."
~ Time Skip~ Three days later
Ever since Germany knew I was pregnant, he had been working hard to get the things our baby would need. The house had four bedrooms and two bathrooms upstairs and a few more rooms downstairs. Germany and I had agreed to have the baby in its own room. Since we did not want to know the sex of the baby we painted the room a light green color and decorated it with rainbows , white dots and white butterflies. Although I had read that paint was a bad chemical to smell during pregnancy I still wanted to add my own touches to the room. If it were only Germany painting the room it would have been a blank and boring light green room so I had to help him.
On one side of the room we put the white wooden cradle with its hanging mobile and a changing table. A few feet away and right in front of the cradle was a matching rocking chair and a snow white teddy bear sat patiently waiting to be accompanied. The rest of the room had a few shelves with baby books, diapers, clothes and toys. There was one side of the room that I wasn't allowed to see until our baby arrived. Germany had told me that it was a surprise and he even went as far as to hang dark blue Shimmery fabric from the ceiling so that I wouldn't be able to see what he was doing on the other side. I wanted to know what he was making since he stayed about an hour up in the room each day after work. I knew he would be upset if I ruined the surprise by peeking so I didn't peek for the sake of his happiness.
What he was doing on that side of the room was something I didn't know but what I did know was that he had asked some of the other female countries to help him throw me a surprise baby shower. Unfortunately one of the countries he asked for help was America, and we all know that America is a chatterbox. So the surprise wasn't really a surprise but I wouldn't tell Germany I knew about it either. I was just going to act surprised, I didn't want to rain on his parade so I agreed silently to act surprised.
~ Time skip- Baby Shower -Two days later ~
The sun shyly peeked out from behind the clouds, waking me up from a very comfortable was Saturday morning I rubbed my eyes trying to get them to adjust to the light of a brand new day. When my eyes finally focused I saw Germany in front of me. He was smiling and had a tray with my favorite breakfast in his hands. Double chocolate chip pancakes with Maple syrup, Bacon strips, Hash browns, Toast with butter, a side of fresh fruit and a glass of milk ! (Talk about calorie intake!) "Guten Morgen Italien." He said giving me a soft kiss on the lips while opening the tray and putting it on top of my thighs. "Good Morning. Thank you Mio Amore." I replied taking a forkful of pancakes. "Germany. Come sit and eat breakfast with me. There's enough for all three of us!" I patted the empty spot next to me inviting him to sit. He walked over and took a piece of toast and munched on it. He finished his toast and waited for me to finish. When I was done he told me to get the white lace dress he had bought me a week before and change into it. I nodded and walking into the bathroom with it to change. When I stepped out his face was glowing from excitement, something that I had not seen on him too often. He then blindfolded me and helped me go downstairs. I knew we were going to the backyard because I felt transition from the wooden floor to the rug of the living room. He slid open the backyard's patio doors and took the blindfold off of me. Suddenly I opened my eyes and everyone yelled "Surprise!" I stood there dumbstruck in front of my friends and my "surprise" baby shower. The backyard had been decorated with green and white balloons, A bouncy house for the children of the other countries, Three tables full of sweets and snacks, One long table full of the presents from the other countries and circular tables with chairs decorated with white chair covers and green bows. The table for myself and Germany was beautifully decorated with golden accents. The centerpiece was a beautiful rose arrangement with the leaves painted with golden paint and candles all around it. The silverware was polished and perfect. Finally, two throne-like chairs were angled at the guests.
My face was streaming with tears of happiness. I never thought that they would throw a baby shower like that and especially for me! I turned to Germany who was holding a microphone given to him by the dj. I hugged him as and kissed him. His tears falling from seeing me cry. I wiped away his tears , kissed his forehead and held his hand as he began to talk. "I Vould like to Zhank all of you for coming to Italien's Baby Shower. I could not have do it vithout your help so zhankyou. Italien, Do you want to say something?" He said looking down at me. I nodded and took the microphone. "Thank you all for coming. I am a very happy! Thank you for this party. I love it a so much! Thank you! How about we start this Fiesta then?! " Everyone cheered and the Dj put on some music so everyone could dance. Germany gave me a white sash with the words "Mommy to be" in golden letters on it. I slipped it on. He put one the matched mine but said "Daddy to be". He took my hand and danced with me. After a few songs and later a few games, I felt hungry and I let Germany know I was going to get something from the snack bar. He asked if I wanted him to accompany me, I realized that some of the other guys including his brother wanted to congratulate him and I told him that I would go by myself. He nodded and walk towards his friends that started hugging him and patting him on the back. I smiled and walked towards the snack bar. I took a plate with a baby stroller design on it and started getting some of the snacks.
I was too hungry I just started picking off of my plate while still putting a little bit of everything on it. I was almost at the end of the snack table when I suddenly started feeling some pain. I knew it right then and there, that these were contractions. I groaned in pain, the contractions that had started off small were getting stronger and stronger. I cried in pain as I let the plate fall to the ground and held on with one hand to the table, my other hand on my stomach. Germany snapped his head towards me realizing that I was in pain and sprinted in my direction pulling off the sash that prevented him from getting to me faster. I suddenly felt my legs drenched with warm water. My water had broken! I was going into labor!
Germany finally arrived alongside of me and picked me up with little to no effort ignoring the water that dripped from my legs. I wasn't very heavy even though I was almost 8 months pregnant and was eating for two for months on end. I cried into his shirt as the contractions continued. He yelled out at his brother who threw a set of car keys at him which he skillfully caught while holding me up with his other strong arm. He sprinted through our friends, who were in shock at the sight, towards the mini van we had purchased recently. In the minivan we had a bag full of clothes and other necessities that Germany had packed about a month ago. He sat me in the front passenger seat and promised everything would be fine. He closed the door and quickly went around and took his seat next to me turning in the engine and revving off the driveway in seconds towards the hospital. Throughout the whole car drive towards the hospital, I held back most of the screams and tried breathing evenly. Germany was a wreck. He was super nervous and the sweat was proof of that. He took the streets where there weren't any stoplights. He gave one last turn and we were finally at the hospital. He got out and rushed to the emergency room and came back with a couple of E.R. nurses and a hospital bed. He got the bag and put it on the bed. The emergency room nurses ran me up to the Birthing floor and I was quickly taken into one of the rooms. Germany was right next to me never leaving my side. A few minutes later, the doctor came in with a few nurses and it was time to being the labor process.
The doctor fixed the bed and fixed the foot pads on the bed so I could reach. Then the doctor proceeded with checking how far along I was. I needed to dilate a little more but I couldn't take all the pain. Germany let me squeeze one of his hands while the contractions got stronger and stronger till the contractions made the tears stream down my face. I looked at him, still in pain, and his face was showing me that I was squeezing his hand too tight. I let go but he took my hand in his again. "Its fine love. I'm okay. Keep it up. You're doing great." He whispered encouraging words into my ear. After a few minutes the pain was unbearable and that meant the time was close to meet our baby. After checking one more time the doctor said it was time to start pushing. I looked at Germany who was trembling from excitement and fear. The doctor sat down in front of my legs and pulled up the blue sheet he had put around my thighs. He prepared himself with the utensils needed nearby and put on a concentrated look.
"Alright. On my order get ready to push. Okay. One! Two! Three! PUSH!" the doctor commanded. I pushed and squeezed Germany's hand. He whispered encouraging words to me while I pushed for what seemed to me like an eternity. " The baby is almost out. One more good push and we'll be done. Ready?" the doctor questioned. I responded with screams of pain and sweat and tears running down my face. Okay! One. Two! Three! PUSH! " He commanded. I pushed with all my strength screaming out in pain for the last push finally passing out from exhaustion.
When I woke up I was in the same room and Germany was sitting right next to me with a worried smile on his face Something was defiantly wrong. I had not heard my baby cry before passing out... How long had I been out for?! What happened to the doctor?! Where was my baby?! I sat up quickly getting a little light headed in the process. Germany jumped up to stop me. "Italy! Don't get up you'll get worse!" he said laying me back down. " Germany! How long have I been out ?! Where's the doctor?! Where's my baby?!" I said shaking him lightly by the shoulders. He looked at me with pain in his eyes like he needed to tell me something but didn't know how to tell me. "Germany! You know something that I don't Please Germany! Tell me! Where's our baby?!" I screamed out tears running down my face. Germany's tears started falling as well. " The doctor has her..." He started. So I had given birth to a beautiful Bambina...but where was she? " Well where is she? I want to see her." I said holding out my arms as if waiting for her to be brought to me. Tears still streaming down my face, a mix of emotions running through me. He sat on the bedside and took my hands in his. He eyed me with a pained look in his eyes but answered me. "Promise me you'll be alright if I tell you. Please. " He said looking deep into my eyes, wanting to hear that I'll try to stay calm and be alright if he told me. I breathed in deeply and nodded. He hesitated at first but continued on. "She... She's in intensive care. She vas born Premature and right now... right now our little girl... our little girl is fighting for her life." He ended holding back a sob and tears.
*Gasp! * So that's it for this chapter. Don't worry I have chapter three started already and I might even post it today! I hope you guys liked it! I had to do a lot of research for this chapter though. ( I was totally getting light headed from so much graphic information). If you want to know what's going to happen to Italy and Germany's baby Review, Follow and Favorite this story! Thanks!