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Chapter 7: Recovery

Gilbert had never been so scared in his life finding his baby brother. The one he always wanted to keep safe and protect. The one that depended on him. The one that he just got back not long ago. He was badly hurt and Gilbert hadn't been there to save him. He trembled with grief and rage as they all waited in the hospital to be able to see him. He wanted to know who had done this to his baby brother then that person would be even more brutally beaten than Ludwig. Hell, he might even kill the person. They had just gotten to the lobby after chasing the ambulance at high speeds.

Folkert smiled coming back from his break with Scott. Then suddenly a gurney was coming down the hall at high speed. He peeked to see what the situation was and then his heart stopped for a moment and everything froze. His baby was a battered mess and unconscious being wheeled into a room.

"LUDWIG," he screamed as tears poured immediately.

"Beilschmidt stay back you're in no state to help," a doctor said blocking him. "Stay back and let us work. You're already panicking," he said gently.

Folkert nodded numbly then went to see if his boys were in the lobby. He spotted them in there looking frantic and crying. He went to them and held them.

"They just got him into a room."

"Will he be ok," Gilbert asked softly.

"You know Luddie Gilbert. He'll be up and going in no time. Now answer me this. What exactly happened?"

"I don't know! We were calling him after we went to the movies and he never answered so we got worried and turned on out tracker for his phone. Then we found him all beat up in an abandoned building," he said frustrated. "I should have made him come with us," he murmured tearfully.

"Gilbert Luddie never listens to us. You know he would have done whatever he wanted regardless."

"Then I should have went with him!"

"Stop blaming yourself Gilbert! It's not your fault he's hurt! It's no one's fault but the person who did this to him!"

"But still I can't help but feel this way," he said trembling as his fists clenched.

"I know Gilbert. I know," he said hugging him tightly.

Ten minutes later his coworker came out in tears.

"He woke up," he sobbed.

"Thank you for telling me," Folkert blinked.

"HE TOLD ME I LOOKED LIKE AN OLD FAT PEDOPHILE AS SOON AS HE SAW ME. IT WAS THE FIRST THING HE SAID AFTER WAKING UP," he wailed.

"…..I'll tell him to be nice from now on," he said walking trying hard not to laugh as the two families were snickering.

They all piled to his room. Scott was laughing and dodging the swats at him and was swatting at Ludwig back being. They continued their game as Ludwig was laughing wildly and hitting at him. He was high on whatever was in the IV and he was having so much fun trying to hit Scott.

"VATI," he cried grinning cutely at Folkert when he saw him.

"Luddie," he cheered going to him and kissing his cheek.

"Vati Dr. Scott if funny," he laughed.

"He is? I think he's boring."

"That's mean," Ludwig pouted.

"You're mean," he teased.

"Nein!"

"Ja! You're mean all the time," he teased.

"Am not! I'm sweet," he said as his pout got bigger.

"Weeeelllll maybe only a little bit sweet," he cooed as he cuddled him.

"He doesn't have any too serious damage surprisingly. A cracked rib, concussion, broken nose, and a partial tendon tear in the ankle we set without having to do surgery or anything other than a boot. Other than that, a lot of bruising. He'll be completely healed in a little over a month," Scott spoke up.

"That's good. That's a relief to know it isn't anything major," Gisil sighed.

"He'll be out by morning. If he's a good little patient," Scott said poking his cheek lightly earning a bite at his finger.

"I told you he bites," Séamus said looking at him making the others laugh.

"No biting that's rude," Scott teased.

"Your face is rude!"

"How dare you," Scott gasped.

"How dare you for having that face," Ludwig countered then went into wild giggles when Scott fake cried about it.

"He's so sassy," Liam laughed.

"He's always been like that," Theodo spoke up amused.

"He was born sassy," Christoph laughed. "Vater said he was baby talking doctors with this sassy look minutes after he was born."

"There was a lot of finger stabbing in their general direction he was not happy with them," Folkert said thoughtfully making them all laugh.

The next day Ludwig was out of the hospital and in bed resting as his brothers fussed over him wildly when their dad had to go back to work. The Kirkland brothers came over soon to check up on him. He grinned at their fussing they did over him.

"Luddie you have to tell us something," Gilbert said seriously later.

"What is it?"

"What the hell happened to you," he asked the question they all were wondering.

"I don't know," Ludwig said eyes wide and innocent as well as filled with confusion.

"It's ok. It'll probably be awhile before you remember bits and pieces since you have a pretty bad concussion," Gilbert soothed petting his hair gently so he didn't hurt him.

"But still. I would really like to know what happened to me as well," he murmured.

"It'll come to you eventually. From there we'll deal with it and make sure it never happens again," Gilbert said seriously and the others agreed.

After a bit he was tired so they left his room to let him nap. He was cleared to sleep by the doctor saying he could sleep but they had to keep an eye on him. They went down stairs and watched tv. Gilbert eyed the books on the table curiously.

"Wasn't he supposed to be tutored yesterday on his homework? They're in the same spot," he spoke up to the others and they paused and stared at them.

"So, he never went to go be tutored," Gisil stated.

"So, I'm going to make him tell us what the hell he was doing," Theodo snarled standing.

"Hold on he does have a concussion and there was nothing but honesty in his eyes when he said he didn't remember. Calm down for now and soon enough we'll figure this out," Christoph said stopping him.

"Well whatever the situation someone is going to die for hurting him like that," Allistor snarled.

"Damn right they are," Liam said determined.

"You guys sure you want to get involved," Gisil asked.

"Hell yeah," all five Kirklands chorused.

"Well then whoever did it better pray that they make it out alive," Theodo smirked.

Ludwig continued to sleep upstairs unaware of the nine-people plotting murder below him ready to kill whoever hurt their cute sassy blonde. He wasn't aware of how much these people loved him dearly. But soon he would find out what exactly he meant to them.

My mind finally stopped for now. Now for much needed rest so I can wake up deal with college stuff and start working on my other stories again! Thank you for reading! I hope you liked it! Until next time my wonderful readers! Bye!