Chapter 3 sacrifice, success or a failure?
Before the paramedics managed to get to Ben and Gwen's limp bodies they got hurt by mistaking bullets from Germans and allies soldiers shooting each other in a last killing rampage even though the war was over. Ben was shot in his arm and his waist, while Gwen was shot in her shoulder and in her back. (Not cool. And not pleasant either) that son of bitch Adolph Hitler has finally been eliminated and incinerated. (Only in this case he was incinerated by the explosion and not by his colleagues who burned his body after he shot himself in real life) but the German soldiers and the allies were still fighting each other. The each wanted to kill the ones they hated most. The allies hated the Germans and the Germans hated the allies.
The paramedics have finally managed to get Ben and Gwen into the ambulance (the same ambulance, which happened to be available for two people at the same time) and then raced them to the hospital. As the primitive high pitched 1940s ambulance sirens where heard around what was left of Berlin, Ben and Gwen were lying on stretchers and had oxygen masks on them, and where in pretty bad condition. Ben was shot in different parts of his body, he had all kinds of wounds on him. On the other hand Gwen was REALLY the one who looks like shit. I mean look at her! She has just crashed an air force plain into a convoy of three strongly armed cars and her body is still intact, and if THAT wasn't enough, she to was shot in several parts of her body. But how did her body stay intact after such an explosion? To best explanation was that the cockpit glass door provided a temporary bubble shield that observed enough of the explosion so that what was left of it will leave Gwen's body intact. The ambulance has arrived at Berlin's main hospital (which didn't look so bad in compare to the rest of the city) and the paramedics immediately wheeled Ben and Gwen into the emergency room, soon to be treated. Let's hope they will be alright
Hours pass…
Two parent couples have been sitting in the waiting room and looked very anxious, when a doctor has stepped out of the emergency room and the husband of one of the couples asked
"Are they going to live doctor?"
The doctor looked sad for a moment and said in a just as sad voice:
"No… I'm afraid not my dear people... We tried everything we could but still couldn't bring your kids back… I'm terribly sorry…" and he then looked down at the floor with a sad look on his face.
The two couples have started to cry uncontrollably. The two couples were related. Their kids where cousins and were engaged. But the both fell in the massive world that has shocked and crippled the world… May they rest in peace…
In the mean time, Two other doctors where wheeling two stretchers which were occupied by a muscular brown haired looking young man, who had few stitches on his body, while the other was occupied by a magnificent looking young orange haired woman. They were being wheeled to the recovery room. They were lucky to be alive. It's a shame that the other couple which happened to be similar didn't have that kind of luck. But Ben and Gwen were alive and the operation had been a success; the bullets have been taken out and the wounds have been sowed up… (HA! I got you there didn't I? You thought that the deceased couple where Ben and Gwen. But they were not! Gotcha!)
More hours pass…
Ben and Gwen's beds have been placed next to each other in the recovering room and they were now sleeping. It was now 2 AM and the sleeping was not only from tiredness, but from exhaustion…
10.20 AM the morning enouncement has long been announced, but it still didn't wake up our beloved couple, Ben and Gwen Tennyson. There are still sleeping; until now. Gwen's hand is beginning to move. Se was waking up. Her fingers were moving; floding her hand in the process. Her eyes are now slowly opening. Yet slowly… ever so slowly they opened fully and where now moving from side to side inside their sockets, revealing to Gwen her new surroundings. Her eyeballs moved to her right along with her head to look at the man she loved. Her cousin, her fiancé Ben Tennyson. She smiled slightly, as she lifted a weak and wounded hand and began to stroke Ben's hair. In reaction to this Ben opened his eyes and turned to look his left to see who was stroking him. When he saw that it was Gwen who was stroking him, he let out a happy sigh of happiness and relief.
"Gwen…" he whispered and then chuckled and stretched to through to the edge of his bed to give his cousin a hug that was indescribable. He thought she was dead, she thought HE was dead, the both loved each other so deeply, and they were so happy to see the other was okay. It was the best hug in the world. Very loving, very passionate and very happy. Just like the kiss that followed the hug, only four times as much.
"I thought you died… I'm so happy you're okay…' they both said at the same time.
"I love you Ben…' said Gwen
"I love you too Gwen… more than anything else, you are the thing I love most…"
"Me too Ben... Me too…" replied Gwen as she hugged him once more and then kissed him romantically and ended up being Fernchly.
Ben woke up in his bed, lying beside his beloved wife Gwen Tennyson. Wow, what a dream he has just had… he went to the bathroom to have a glass of water and as he looked into the bathroom mirror, he saw an old 80 something year old man looking back at him. The dream that Ben had was about the events that have occurred 60 years ago; during the time of World War 2. a time he will never forget and nor will humankind either…
End.
Again, sorry about the long update. I guess I was too lazy to update. Anyway that's the end of this fic. Sorry if the ending came out a bit corny though. I hope enjoyed it…
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