Okay so I got this up an hour after a week later...but it's close enough, right? Good. Okay! Anyway I hope you enjoy this chapter. As you can see it's a bit more cut up when people talk, which will hopefully make it easier to read! (If not please tell me and I'll stop!~)) Starting school in 3 days so I doubt another chapter will come out within a week. But hopefully within the fortnight, sorry guys! To all of you guys leaving me lovely reviews, 1) you are crazy for actually reading this long into one of my fanfics, and 2) Thankyou a lot! It feels so great to know someone likes them! Sorry for ranting like always… I can't help it ;A; Anyway enjoy!

Feliciano sighed as Lili shifted her position again, making his bandaging come loose "I know it hurts, but don't move you're leg around or I wont get the bandage on properly."

She just groaned, shaking her head against the pain "But that stuff stings and the bandage is all scratchy".

"It's gotta go on Lili or that leg wont get any better okay? And the sooner we get this done, the sooner we can all get on the road" he replied trying to brace her leg with one hand, and continue bandaging with just the other. Somehow Veneziano managed to finish rather quickly and without much more complaint from Lili. He helped her stand up and took her out of the truck, which she had been in since she regained consciousness, over to Gilbert who was in the middle of the road looking out for any undead.

"She's all bandaged up Gil!" Feliciano chimed picking up his bag, along with Lili's "We're ready to go."

"Great. We aren't far from the Austrian border. We'll get there before lunch" he responded, hoisting both of his own bags to his back and gesturing to begin walking.

"Wait why does Feli have my bag?"

"It's better if you don't carry anything, it will heal quicker and we never know when you'll need to push yourself." Gilbert stated beginning down the road.

"And Gil's already got two bags. So it makes sense if I carry it?" he added, following the Prussian.

Feliciano looked back over his shoulder to make sure she was walking with them. She sighed a little disappointed, perhaps thinking she wasn't being a help? But, he thought, it was better for her this way.

They made there way onto smaller roads again as soon as they could and the rest of the day was uneventful. This was helped by the fact Lili knew her land off by heart. Even when they reached Austria, Gilbert boasted that he knew Roderich's land like his home, Italy having to scold himself at this because he heard a small, almost smug voice in the back of his mind whisper what land?

Around six the sun began to set and they decided to turn in for the day, having walked almost to the Austrian-German border. Feliciano set up the tent again, smiling a little when he realised he was getting quicker at doing so. Liechtenstein prepared dinner, which was in reality a can of peaches and fetched water, another easy task seeing that they had camped on the riverbed. Gilbert on the other hand busied himself organizing all the things they had bought the previous night while there was still a little light left.

"Spaghetti?" He asked shooting a questioning, although somewhat amused look at the Italian.

Feliciano nodded a little in reply, sliding the rope-loop around his makeshift peg " It's for when we find Ludwig, I want to make pasta for all of us so we can laugh all together again"

Gilbert's face softened a little and he returned to the backpacks pulling out a large, heavy object from Lili's backpack "A..radio?"

Feliciano heard the sound of water splashing as the girl shot to her feet and ran over to explain " I thought, if it works, maybe we could talk to people and they would have news of anything dangerous."

"You don't know if it works?" he heard the coarse voice ask, obviously a little exasperated but Feliciano couldn't work out if it was from the walking all day or Lili. Or perhaps, he reminded himself, it was that humanity wasn't exactly doing to great right now.

"It looked good and working. Plus I only traded one can of food for it" was huffed back in response.

Feliciano could practically hear Gilbert's eyes roll from behind him, "Well if you're done getting that water, help me try and get it to work okay?"

After that, he decided to drone out their conversation as he had done many times in the last few days. Although he was no longer sure why it was he did that, as the conversations did infact interest him. "There" he said nodding to himself in approval as he slipped the last rope on it's peg. Feliciano remained where he was, imagining in his mind what Germany might have said after seeing his tent.

"It's a bit lopsided."

"Try again"

"Why don't you just sleep in mine?"

"I miss you Feli"

" I lo-"

The last line seemed to linger in his head, unable to finish it for some reason. Tears begin to well in his eyes when the thought that he might never be able to hear it, or whisper it in return crossed his mind. Only then did he finally drag himself from his seat, no idea how long he'd been thinking only knowing it was dark now.

Making his way over to where Lili and Gilbert were sitting he was met with two big smiles "Nice peaches?"

"The best" Lili giggled plopping another slice into her mouth and holding out the tin for him. Smiling he took it and sat down next to them, ravenously digging into the fruit.

It was an earlier night than the last few had been, something he was extremely thankful for. After they'd finished off the peaches, Gilbert climbed into the tent, quickly followed by Lili and Feliciano. It was his favourite time of day, too be bundled up in the tent with the others, warmed by their body heat. It felt safe and cared for, something he'd only previously experienced with his brother and Ludwig. It was almost ironic, but that's what the end of the world did, it brought people together.

Cold. That was the first thing Feliciano had thought when shaken back to consciousness. Cold. then, Quiet. then, Alone. He peered around the tent, which was lit up by moonlight and proved surprisingly easy. Alone. He was definitely alone. The small crack of a twig drew his attention, and he quietly crawled up to the entrance and peered out. No undead. No gangs. No scary British soldiers. It was in fact just Gilbert and Lili, who seemed to be watching the stars talking at an uncharacteristically soft level, at least for Gilbert. Turning his ear to face towards them he tried to hear what they were saying, unfortunately missing some of the words.

"Do …. we'll find him?"

"No. Not ….."

"But you're…. brother how can … give up on…. say he's dead? I mean you're the one…. pushing it…..will find him."

"I know. Germany's a big place…... Besides…..not even be there, and if …" Feliciano heard a noise from Gilbert that could only be called a sob "… might not be completely alive. I mean I know shit….stop him easily….could be alive. I've just ….peace with the …I won't see him again, at least until if this ever sorts it's self out."

Feliciano was expecting Lili to come back with some sort of motivational speech, but she gave nothing of that ilk. Several moments, empty of words but full of deep sharp breaths followed before she replied to him. "I never …see Swi when this…. started" her voice seemed to linger adoringly over her nickname for the man, "I had … visiting my capital…suddenly there was news everywhere…..eating other people. I was so scared…fast as I could back…him, but when I got to Berne …..he was dead, that's all…me. As…..wouldn't even matter to me." The tone of her voice shocked him, though he'd never been intimidated by her, he had also never seen her as frail and it was unnatural. "I hope he is dead. Properly dead ….just halfway like them. I couldn't stand to see him like that."

Every bone in Feli's body called for him to run out and tell them that it was stupid to think like this and everything would be fine, but this urge immediately died when Lili leant her head on Gilberts shoulder and squeezed hers with his hand. Both gestures seemed small, but they washed over him with the sudden, overwhelming sense he had intruded on something extremely private. He bit his lip and sunk back into the tent laying his head on the pillow and allow Gilberts words to spin in his head won't see him again. won't see him again. won't see him again.