Hey everybody! I'm gonna be gone all next week so I wanted to leave you guys with something. Lots of you wanted to find out what happens to Romano and Feliciana in One Jump Ahead so...here ya go! X3

Feliciana whimpered as pain wracked her body. Her throat was rough and parched, every part of her body ached, from her fevered head to her nerve wracked, emaciated legs. And worst of all, Romano was gone! All she could remember was that he'd been holding her one moment and gone the next. Now she was alone and lying behind a seedy inn with no one to help her. "Fratello..." she whispered, knowing that no one could hear her, "Fratello…where are you…?" A loud cough cut her off and she shivered. It was warm that afternoon but the slightest chill in the air had an effect on her.

She didn't want to die, she was scared of the idea. But she also knew that it would likely happen, and maybe it would be better if she did. Then her brother wouldn't have to constantly worry over her and she wouldn't be in pain anymore. Her grandfather had always told her that heaven was a nice place, she just hoped they would let her in. She didn't like stealing, but it was the only way to live! Well, she actually didn't do most of the stealing, that was more Romano's department. She…she was useless really, Romano never said it but she knew that she couldn't contribute to their welfare. And now she'd gotten sick, how pathetic was that?

A low rumbling sound drummed through Feliciana's hazy consciousness. It progressively got louder until she could realized that it wasn't a drum, it was the sound of a horse. It must have been a big horse because now there was a slight trembling in the ground. Feliciana got the courage to crack open one eye but immediately closed it again with a gasp. A large, grey horse was running right towards her! Feliciana curled up into a ball and waited for the pain that would come from it running her down.

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Nothing? Feliciana opened her eyes again. She could make out the horses hooves a few feet from where she lay. She briefly wondered why the beast had stopped when she felt hands grip her shoulders and gently roll her onto her back. Feliciana blinked against the sun and tried to make out the figure before her.

Golden hair, bright blue eyes and a handsome face framed by rays of sunlight. An angel? Was he truly an angel? He looked like one, and he looked at her with such mild tenderness and compassion that Feliciana was convinced that this stranger was an angel. Had he come to take her to heaven? Was she going to die now? Her angel lifted her up in his arms and she heard him speak to her but by now her head was spinning and she felt blackness seep into the edges of her vision. Just before she passed out she lifted a limp hand and brushed the angel's cheek as a sign of gratitude.

Warm. It was very warm and soft, that was the first thing Feliciana noticed. She was lying on something soft and covered with what felt to be wool blankets. She blinked the fog out of her eyes and looked around. She was on a bed, an actual bed, not the ground or some pallet. The room around her was a curious one, it was small with many cabinets and cupboards leaning against the walls and allowing only a faint amount of light in from the windows; baskets filled with herbs hung from the ceiling. Different smells, some sharp and bitter, others sweet and soft, curled around her in the air. A door to her left opened and she saw a young man with ashy gray hair and violet eyes. On his head was a small black and white bird with a funny beak. The man smiled at Feliciana and walked to her bedside. "How are you feeling?"

Feliciana sat up and thought about it, her throat was still sore but it was much improved, and her head ached slightly but it was better than the throbbing pain before. She smiled in return, "I feel much better." The young man placed a hand on her forehead and let out a sigh of relief.

"Well, it looks like your fever has broken. I'll go get Lukas." He left the room before Feliciana could ask any questions, questions like; where was she? Who was he and who was Lukas? Wasn't she supposed to be dead? She remembered her angel and looked around the room as if he would suddenly appear again.

The door opened again and another man entered. His hair was a pale blonde and had a weird curl that seemed to float by his head. He pulled out several herbs from a pouch on his belt and grabbed a cup resting on a cabinet. Then the man, who Feliciana assumed was Lukas, grabbed a dipper from a nearby pail of water and poured it into the cup. He shook the cup gently before handing it to Feliciana. "Drink," was all he said. Feliciana looked at the cup and noted with suspicion that the water was now a murky green color.

"Do I have to?" she whined.

Lukas gave her a deadpan stare. "Unless you want to die…"

The cup was to her lips in a flash. She gagged at the bitter taste but forced herself to swallow. The other man with the bird entered and looked from Feliciana to Lukas suspiciously, "You didn't scare her into drinking your brew like you did with that last patient did you?" Lukas shrugged and pushed past him to exit the room. The bird boy sighed, this time in exasperation. "I'm sorry about that, my brother isn't much of a people person. I'm Emil."

"I'm Feliciana. Where am I? How long have I been here?" she asked, gesturing around the room.

Emil paused to pull the bird off his head, it resisted and nipped at his hand lightly but he ignored it. "This is my brother's shop, he's an apothecary. You've been here for about two days." Feliciana's eyes widened. An apothecary?! But what about the angel? Maybe he was a guardian angel… someone who protected people like how Romano protected her. Romano! Felicana whipped the blankets off and hopped out of bed. Emil rushed forward and tried to push her back. "Wait! You're not well enough to walk around yet!"

Feliciana slapped his hands away, "I need to find fratello!" Where was he?! Why had he disappeared?! Now that she was well enough to think straight thousands of scenarios raced through her head, and all of them ended with Romano dying. Hanged, beheaded, drowned, there were so many things that could have happened. She felt dizzy just thinking about it! Her legs wobbled and shook from the strain and that terrible blackness reappeared in her vision. Emil caught her around the waist and yelled to someone outside the room. The door burst open and her angel was back. He lifted her into his arms again and she had the sensation of being laid back in bed before losing consciousness again.

This time when Feliciana awoke, a new face was there. It was a young woman with straight black hair and striking brown eyes. She helped Feliciana sit up and gave her a cup of water. "Hello, I'm Maria." Feliciana accepted the drink and looked Maria over. She was obviously high class based off her clothes. Why would a noblewoman bother with a street urchin like her? And Romano! She still needed to find him!

"I'm sorry, but I need to find my brother!" Feliciana pushed back the blankets but Maria caught her hands.

"You mean Romano, right?" Feliciana looked at her, shocked, and nodded. "He's in the next room."

Feliciana's shoulders slumped for a second but she immediately tensed up again. "Is he sick?"

Maria bit her lip and looked away. "Well…he's not…sick…"

"He's hurt then!" Feliciana blurted out. "How bad is it? Is fratello going to die?!" Her lip wobbled and she fought back tears. Maria quickly shook her head.

"Oh no! He'll live, don't worry!"

Feliciana let out a sob and laid back into the pillows. She really wasn't strong enough for this yet. She was never strong enough. Why did she have to be so weak? She wished she could be strong like her angel…

"What happened to the angel?" she whispered.

Maria leaned in and a puzzled look crossed her face, "What angel?"

Feliciana explained. "Before I woke up here, an angel came. He must have brought me here. And then he came again when I passed out earlier."

Maria bit her lip again, but this time it looked like she was fighting back laughter. "Um…was this angel blonde, with blue eyes?" Feliciana nodded eagerly. Maria let out a short giggle and held up a hand. She tiptoed to the door and opened it a crack. Peering out, she giggled again and whispered to her, "Here's your angel!" before opening the door all the way. Feliciana saw a hallway with two men talking. On leaned against a scary looking axe while the other stood tall and straight. Her breath caught when she realized that he had golden blonde hair. She silently looked him up and down, he wore armor and the bit of his face she could see was serious and masculine.

Maria tapped on his shoulder and he turned, now Feliciana could see his blue eyes. It was her angel! But… she blushed when she realized her mistake. He wasn't an angel! He was a knight!

He caught sight of her and smiled softly. Feliciana was glad that she was laying in bed, or else her knees would have given way. He entered the room, crouching a bit to get his broad frame through and bowed to her, "I'm glad you're recovering. I am Sir Ludvig."

Feliciana looked away, suddenly ashamed, "There is no need to bow to me, kind Sir."

Ludwig raised an eyebrow. "Is zhat so?" He lifted one of Feliciana's hand to his lips and kissed it. Feliciana blushed and tore it out of his grasp.

"C-can I see Romano?" she stuttered. Maria shrugged,

"You'll have to ask Lukas." Feliciana shook her head in determination, she didn't want to be deterred by anyone. Ludwig looked at her for a moment before he lifted her up into his arms, blankets and all. Feliciana squeaked and grabbed his shoulder in fright.

"W-what are you-?!"

"You're not vell enough to valk yet. I will carry you to him."

Feliciana blushed even harder and nodded. He walked past Maria and the axe wielding man and entered a different doorway. A bed lay in the far corner, Lukas and Emil were crouched over Romano, who appeared to be sleeping on his stomach. They both turned to look at Feliciana and the knight and backed away dumbly so she could see. Feliciana gasped as she realized that his back was bruised and bloody. "What happened?! Romano!" she shrieked. Romano stirred and moaned softly.

Lukas shushed her but she ignored him. "Fratello! Wake up Romano! ROMANO!" she struggled in Ludwig's grip but he seemed to be as strong as a bear. "Let me go!" she screamed. Her fists beat against his chest (which really hurt since he was wearing armor) and scratched at his face. He winced slightly but didn't hesitate as he carried her out of the room. Feliciana gave one last lunge towards her brother before giving up and burying her face against Ludwig's shoulder. Sobs bubbled out of her throat and she wrapped her arms around Ludwig's neck, not noticing or maybe not caring about the blush on his face when she did so.

"He vill be alright…" Ludwig murmured, trying to say something comforting but falling short. What do you say to someone who's seen their brother in such a condition? Ludwig could remember worrying over his own brother whenever he'd gotten hurt. He looked at Maria pleadingly, what was he supposed to do? Maria shrugged again, she was an only child. He felt Feliciana go limp in his arms and looked down worriedly. But it seemed that she'd only passed out again, he should get her back to bed. He gazed at her as he walked, she was so fragile and helpless. Every instinct inside him had been yelling at him to protect her ever since he'd first found her lying in that alleyway. He cradled her head gently as he laid her back into the bed. He decided then and there he would guard her, though he didn't exactly know why.

Maria watched him as she leaned against the doorway. Well, she thought. Feliciana has an angel after all.

It's kind of rushed, but I wanted to get this done before I'm gone. Don't hesitate to request something however, I'll write all of them!

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