Sweden held (W/N) tightly, shocked at how light she was. (W/N) slightly shifted in the large man's arms as she rested against his shoulder. She had given into her illness, now she weighed nothing compared to the five boys, was suffering dehydration, and had a temperature that was far too high for her body to fight by itself. Sweden looked down at the woman, seeing her chest rise and fall softly, her breathe feeling hot on his neck. Finland opened the trunk of the car as Sweden placed (W/N) praying she'd be safe even with no restraints.
"You sure she'll be safe in here?" Finland asked a little nervous.
"Ja. I'll just drive very smoothly." Sweden assured him.
"I don't want to die." (W/N) managed to utter.
"Shh, don't say that! You won't, we promise you." Denmark tried to remain calm.
Norway bent down cautiously and placed a hand on (W/N)'s forehead, drawing it back quickly. "We better get moving. If it gets any higher they'll be problems. She's really burning up." Norway said drastically.
"We need to at least try and relieve her temperature, I'll get a damp washcloth." Sweden said going back into the house. He soon came back with a wet washcloth.
"Here take this, it may help cool you down." Sweden said handing the washcloth to (W/N). (W/N) nodded and took the cloth holding it to her face. Sweden then shut the door of the trunk.
"Okay, all set" Sweden sighed getting into the driver's seat of the car, the other four occupying the last seats. After silent prayers and and invisible tears, the 6 left the house, and started heading down the road.
It took at least half an hour for the Nordics to get to the hospital, giving them instant anxiety when traffic got heavy, but they finally managed make it to the hospital with no fatalities.
The Nordics filed about the car, as Sweden opened the trunk, and was relieved to find (W/N) was okay.
"(W/N), we're here." Sweden said, as (W/N) sighed deeply and removed the washcloth from her face. Sweden placed a hand on the woman's forehead and frowned. Still no drop in her temperature. The bruises that covered her body also appeared to have worsened, and her frail and abnormally skinny form lay nearly lifeless.
"Common, we need to get inside." Sweden said as he lifted (W/N) out of the trunk, holding her securely, as Finland shut the door of the trunk. The five of them headed towards the entrance of the ER section of the hospital.
The Nordics headed inside the building and walked up to the desk. After a minute, the woman looked up from the computer she was working at to see the five Nordics before her, with their charge in tow.
"Can I help you?" The receptionist nurse asked.
"Ja, this woman here, is homeless, and is in need of medical attention." Sweden explained.
"What's the issue?" The nurse asked.
"A high fever, bruising, and malnutrition." Sweden said.
"Please state your name and age.", the woman said.
"Berwald Oxenstierna, I am 21 years old." Sweden said almost stuttering.
The nurse stood up, and spoke through the intercom, "Assistance needed in room 123.", then she turned to the Nordics and sighed, "follow me." She said as the Nordics followed, Sweden cradling (W/N) in his arms.
The group reached the room they were escorted to as they headed inside, the ER team behind them. "Please lay her down on the bed." The nurse instructed. Sweden gently placed (W/N) down on the bed as she groaned in agony. "Shh, it's okay." Finland whispered, gently patting (W/N)'s chest.
"Are you young men associated with the army of some sort?" one the male nurses asked.
"Ja." Sweden nodded.
The nurse nodded, "We need to take care of several things, please leave the room" he ordered. The Nordics nodded and stepped outside the room as the nurse followed after them.
"I need you to sign a few things." The nurse said aha ding a handful of papers to Sweden who looked them over and sighed.
"I'll help you Sve. I'm mostly responsible for this." Denmark said.
"Thank you Denmark" Sweden smiled.
"I'll leave you boys to it then." The nurse concluded and headed back into (W/N)'s room to help the rest of the staff.
"Let's get this over with." Sweden sighed as Denmark followed after him to the waiting area.
Norway, Finland, and Iceland stood for a moment until Norway urged his brother and Finland to follow Sweden and Denmark to the waiting area.
About a half hour later, one of female nurses came out to the waiting area where the Nordics sat anxiously, hoping they the nes they were about to receive wasn't bad.
"Are you Berwald Oxenstierna?" The nurse asked.
"Ja." Sweden said standing up. "Is she okay?" The tall, blond man asked his voice shaking.
The nurse put up her hand in order to calm the large man. "We have done emergency blood work, and you should have the results in about an hour. Her vitals though, are quite abnormal. She's on IV fluids and we have given her a pain killer." The nurse said steadily.
"Alright." Denmark nodded solemnly. "When can we see her"?, the Dane asked.
"As soon as we get the results." The nurse replied.
"Thank you." Sweden said quietly as the nurse turned to leave.
Sweden slumped back into his chair and sighed heavily.
"I just know it's gonna be bad news." Finland said fidgeting.
"Her vitals are abnormal. This can't at all be a good sign." Iceland added.
"It's an effect from the fever. Once her temperature is at the normal level, they should return to normal." Norway assured his brother.
"You better hope so Lukas." Denmark said standing up, and hanging his head and sighing sadly. "Because, if she ends up dying it'll be my fault."
Sweden got up, walking up to his Danish brother, wrapping his arms around his broad frame comfortingly.
"It won't be. We all got ourselves into this mess. We're all at fault." The Swede lamented.
Denmark gave a weak smile, at hearing that. The nurse soon entered the waiting area.
"We have the results back. She just has some kind of virus, she'll be okay." The nurse said.
"Thank god." Denmark sighed in relief.
"You May go see her. She's asleep now." The nurse added.
The Nordics got up from where they were sitting and headed down the hallway to the room (W/N) was in. The Nordics entered silently and looked at (W/N) lying still, breathing gently. Denmark took a step closer to the side of the bed pulling up a chair and sitting in it as he watched (W/N). Denmark felt tears come into his eyes as he watched the woman struggling for her life. Denmark hung his head, closed his eyes, and managed to utter the words, "I'm sorry". The other Nordics could only watch in sorrow.
After a while (W/N) began to stir, and finally opened her eyes seeing Denmark sitting beside her.
"Hej (W/N)." Denmark said quietly, as he pulled off one of his gloves and placed his hand on (W/N)'s forehead, relieved she was not on fire anymore.
(W/N) weakly sat up coughing feebly. "Easy there." Sweden said placing a hand on the woman's back.
"We're So sorry for this. We should not have judged you too quickly. Because of our callousness you ended up here." Denmark said solemnly taking (W/N)'s fist in his hand. "Can you forgive us?"
(W/N) smiled faintly, "Yes, I forgive all of you. But where will I go after this? I don't want to be out on the streets again."
Denmark sat up straight and took both of (W/N)'s hands. "Don't worry, once you get out of here we're going to make sure you have a place to live and have shelter from the cold." Denmark said reassuringly.
"Where would that be?" (W/N) asked.
The Nordics just smiled at each other.
"You shall see." Finland smiled.
End of chapter 10. Looks like things turned out okay. Where will (W/N) go? Find out in the next chapter. Thanks for reading!