A/N: The random EMT voiced by me returns...soon… Just cause I'd act the same way if I were him/her (haven't decided on gender for EMT cause he's/she's unimportant. You're gonna see some names in here that are really part of an inside joke between me and a friend. Happy Reading!
Edit: I changed the names, my friend still got the joke though. Also a large bit of the ending is different because I had to avoid killing myself and the plot in order to force this story to flow in the right direction.
Ivan & Vanya POV:
I'm so sick of waiting. Waiting for them to tell me I could see Toris. My Toris. He belongs to me!
No…Toris belongs to himself.
But his country is mine!
His heart isn't. That belongs to-
Of all people it better not be that damn Pole!
I was going to say-
Least of all it isn't us. He could never love us.
Who's fault is that? *mocking*
Yours.
Mine? How so? I have done nothing to him!
You have done everything! You're the one who brought him to our house. Dubbed him the favorite; turned him into our toy!
That was you, not me. All you. He's your toy. I only brought Toris and the others so we could all be-
Happy? You, of all people, should know happiness does not exist in this world.
One day when all become one with Russia happiness will be obtained for everyone…
…Through bloodshed and conquer…
…in a field of sunflowers…
(unison) I will never be lonely again.
As long as Toris is still by me I don't care even if the world disintegrated around us.
So I take you love Toris?
…yes…
What have we become? We were so powerful.
I still am.
That's the difference; you only see you.
Because I am me.
At this rate, Ivan will be lost; which is why I must destroy the Lithuanian.
You won't! I won't let you!
Watch. Me. Do. It.
"Ivan Braginsky?"
I looked up at the sound of my name. The nurse stood; holding a door open that led to an unseen hallway. I got up and cast a warning glance at Raivis and Eduard; mentally projecting to them, 'Don't say anything; to anyone.'
The nurse led me to Toris' room, and once I'd stepped in she shut the door. I walked over to gaze at his sleeping form; they had him lying on his side so as to not agitate the wounds on his back. Wounds I put there… I shook my head violently to chase out the murderous thoughts forming and pulled a chair up to his bedside.
When I sat closer to him I could see he was crying. "My pet, what is wrong? You know I don't like it when you're sad. Wake up and tell me who hurt you." I wiped away his freefalling tears and brushed away some hair that had dared to stray onto his face. Once I did I could clearly see his mouth was moving as if he were talking to some unseen force. I leaned in closer to hear what he was saying. Vanya…Where…are you?...it's so dark…'
I fought back tears as I sat on his bed and carefully raised him to a sitting position. My little Liet was crying for me, even I his dreams; that's just like him. He felt so small in my embrace, as if he were a toddler instead of a teenager.
I couldn't help but stroke his hair as I slowly rocked him back and forth. "Toris, don't cry I am here. I'll always be here. You aren't alone." I could've sworn I heard him sigh contentedly as I placed him tenderly back onto the bed.
I wonder what they're giving you for the pain. I examined the IV bag looking for a label. Morphine? Don't they know that vodka as the best medicine?
I glanced around the minute room. Nothing elaborate or fancy except for a few chairs, a monitor, and a small end table; probably because this was just a temporary room. There were even some wilting sunflowers near the window. I didn't like how they made it seem my Toris was drooping in health too. "Toris, next time I see you I'll bring fresh sunflowers. They will help you get better, da?"
I disliked leaving him alone but I needed to check on the other two. I didn't like the EMT from earlier and I had a feeling he was going to interfere in some way.
(Meanwhile when Ivan was seeing Toris the EMT snuck in to speak to the younger Baltics)
I was waiting for Nurse Yelena to come let me know when the Russian creep would go see the comatose boy. She came by with a clipboard and pretended that it was some document that needed my signature.
"I need you to sign this Rolan."
'What for?' I asked nonchalantly in return; just playing my role.
"Release papers for a patient."
What was really written on the inside was:
He's gone; I figure you got 10 minutes.
I wrote back,
Not much time but thanks.
She nodded and took the clipboard back before waltzing away. She seriously does walk like she waltzing, gets her in trouble sometimes though. I watched her for a bit before striding into the waiting room. It was vacant except for two young boys sitting in the back. One was sleeping; resting his head against the other's shoulder.
"Eduard Von Bock?" I asked the awake one. He nodded gently; I could sense from his slight trembling that getting him to speak going to be no easy task.
"If you're Eduard then he must be Raivis right?" Another nod was the reply once more. "It's okay to talk y'know. I'm just here to gather information on Toris." I gave him my most easygoing smile; forcibly hiding my gotta-know-everything aura that was bursting around me.
Eduard adjusted his glasses then Raivis' head; moving it from his shoulder to the bench-couch thingy next to him. Once Raivis was settled he flexed his shoulder a little just to get the blood going again. "So…", I began while out a mini-notebook and a pen to start jotting down stuff. "What's up with Toris? Like how did he get so wrecked up?" I was acting like a new worker at the hospital; an untrained EMT with no dignity. At least that's what he was supposed to think.
He looked like he wanted answer really badly, but instead bit down on his lower lip to keep silent. How cute… I shook my head to shoo any unprofessional thoughts out. Come on, this is your workplace not a bar! Focus!!
"Hey kiddo you can tell me. I'm sure a smart youngster like you is capable of speaking right?"
The child talk sent him over the edge. He started blushing from anger and he also puffed out his chest to further prove he was not a kid.
'I am not a child. My name is Eduard and that is what you shall call me, nothing else!'
"Temper, temper. But since you just proved you can speak then you might as well tell me why Toris is I CCU."
'Toris…he was-', he bit his lip again and adverted my gaze. I thought he was too afraid but when I saw how steady his breathing had become I laughed lightly. Kid is so tired he falls asleep while talking. Cute! 3
It wasn't cute though when he unexpectedly fell forward onto me. Who, like a total dumbass was still sitting in the room when should've been making a hasty exit. Back to the blast, Eduard fell on me and knocked me outta my chair simultaneously. I wound up sprawled on the floor with seventeen-year old lying on me.
If Dr. Kazimir walked in right now… I feel my face starting to heat up as I thought of how awkward this must look. I took a deep breath to steady my nerves as I slowly raised myself and him up. This made it so he was leaning against my shoulder; his breath tickling my throat. I scooped up his glasses and placed them in one of his jacket pockets. What I found also in that same pocket frightened me.
I pulled out a long, deadly, and used syringe out; minding the extra-sharp tip. How could I tell it was used? I dunno, the dried blood and empty chamber didn't give it away at all. What is going on here? I'll get this tested then labeled as evidence and have Mariya get a warrant for Ivan's arrest and…
A sigh escaping from Eduard's lips forced me out of my police-like and back to reality. Raivis was still sleeping on the bench-couch thingy and Eduard was still passed out; still snuggling alongside my shoulder. I scooped him up bridal style and slowly proceeded to stand. I went place him on another bench–couch thingy but a fist collided with my jaw before I could.
I fell backwards and was in the exact same situation I was in a few minutes ago. Only this time I was seeing purple spots everywhere. "Oww…" I went to rub my jaw but my hands and arms were pinned beneath Eduard's chest.
This just keeps getting more and more awkward doesn't it? I looked around as best as I could trying to see who it was that hit me. No one else was in the room except for us boys so who was it? I was still trying to figure it out when I heard a whispering reverberation through the air. It sounded like two voices, almost in perfect unison. I strained hard to hear, intrigued by the tiny hum.
"Ivan is so mean."
'His house is so cold.'
"Save us…save us…"
"Toris never stops screaming…"
'Why don't you leave?'
"All will become one with Russia."
'Sooner or later…'
I looked at Raivis and Eduard; eyes widening as I became conscious of where the noise had been coming from.
Ivan is the one who did this? I was right! I even have evidence to prove it! I think...never mind, I have witnesses! Someone surely saw the blood that was all over these three! He's sooo going to prison for this! Any you wonder why they call you 'Rasputin', because you're always trying to put someone in jail for reasons they believe you created. I'm just a part-time EMT attending medical school out in Russia. But for real this time! I'll catch the bad guy and be the hero! Like a real American policeman would do! What about that becoming one with Russia bit? Probably just some psychological crap Ivan forced on them.
I really should've been a cop. I seriously tried to calm down because my shaking was starting to wake up Eduard. I heard a watch beep and craned my neck to see who had been watching. "Yelena!!" I hissed violently. 'What the hell did you do man?' She whispered back as she walked over to where I was. "I got socked in the face by an unknown force while I was carrying this kid. Help me up please." 'Kay.' She rolled Eduard off of me and examined my jaw once I sat up. 'Ha, you have a bruise. Whoever hit you gotcha good.' "Shut up!" I turned when I sensed an odd chill coming from the doorway. "I think that ten minutes is up, Yelena hide!"
She dove under a couch in the shadows while I was left to pretend to be writing random crap to Eduard who had decided right then to wake up. I just started to prattle like an idiot to Eduard as the Russian freak walked in. "This is like, my phone number. Call me any time after six. *suggestive wink*" I gave a friendly 'hey' to the Russia as I passed him by. I'd almost forgotten about Yelena when she suddenly said, 'Rolan! Found my pen! Lets a go! Dr. Kazimir was asking for you.' She practically flung herself out of that room; I knew we could both sense that Ivan was infuriated only because the pressure was dropping drastically by the millisecond.
I thought I could almost feel a cry belonging to Eduard chasing me throughout the night afterward. Wait just a bit longer kid, I save you all.
EDIT: The name meanings for the new names for Vronca and Hyli.
Mariya means "obstinacy, rebelliousness" or "their rebellion". Russian form of Greek Maria. Mariya isn't a nice character according to the friend she belongs to.
Yelena means "torch" approximately. Russian form of Greek Helene. I see her as a bright person.
