A/N: All my alerts went to the spam folder. D
014. Covered Eyes.
It was like a game of hide and seek. He would close his eyes and count to an infinite number while she hide. He would usually find her right away because she wasn't very good at hiding. She would always hide behind him. Once he found her, he could breathe a little easier knowing she was safe.
One day she had hidden and he opened his and didn't find her by his side. He frowned heavily, letting the wrinkles settle in. He didn't bother looking her because he knew that things had changed. He knew that finding her would be easy, too damn easy, but he wouldn't bother looking. If he even set foot in the Fuhrer's office, just to see her at her desk, he would be asking for a death sentence.
He decided to close his eyes and picture her, trying to conjure her in his mind. He opened his eyes to still not find her as if these childish games could bring her back. He chuckles to himself, for what they were doing was rather foolish. Of course sometimes in this game of hide and seek, the person you seek is in the easiest place to find, like right outside your door.
A/N: I'm very tired.