Francis was watching Arthur very closely.
He had Courcil in his arms and he was hugging him gently.
"Francis, I'm not going to drop him," he said suddenly as he noticed the man watching him.
"I'm just making sure, amour."
Arthur glared at him.
"That was one time, you git! I didn't mean to!"
Francis took his hand and helped support Courcil.
"I know, cher. You didn't know you were going to black out."
Arthur continued to glare at him then started to cough violently.
Francis grabbed Courcil out of Arthur's arms and laid him in the travel crib.
"You stay here while Papa takes care of Maman," he whispered.
He made sure the baby was safe and comfortable before walking back over to Arthur.
The man was coughing and he could see a red substance slipping out of his hands.
He grabbed a few tissues and waited for Arthur to stop coughing before wiping his hands and face clean with a somber expression.
Arthur noticed it and frowned.
"It doesn't hurt that badly, frog."
"I know," Francis said with a sigh.
"Then why are you so upset?"
Francis threw the tissues away then climbed up next to his husband, pulling him to his chest.
"I don't want you to be going through any pain."
Arthur felt himself blush but he didn't care and leaned his head back.
Francis kissed his forehead and Arthur looked at him.
"Je t'aime, Angleterre."
"I love you too, France."
Arthur closed his eyes and fell asleep.
Francis smiled at him and closed his eyes too.
Ludwig would be here soon with Feliciano to pick up Courcil and check on Peureux.
The door opened quietly and a figure slipped in.
He looked around and noticed with relief that both occupants of the bed had fallen asleep.
A smile spread across his face as he approached the pair.
He pulled a syringe out of his pocket and checked it.
It was still full and effective.
He reached the bed without any noise and made sure that the man had anesthesia in his system before carefully injecting the liquid in his small wrist.
Emptying the syringe all the way, he put it back in his pocket and headed towards the door.
A shrill cry made him turn back.
In the crib in the corner lay a baby.
He walked over to the baby and examined it with a serious face.
The baby stared at him.
He smiled again and the baby started to cry.
One of the men on the bed started to shift at the noise.
He grabbed the baby and ran for the door.
Ludwig and Feliciano pushed the door open and strolled into the room.
They both smiled at the sight of Francis hugging Arthur to him on the bed.
Both he and Arthur appeared to be asleep.
"Don't vake them," Ludwig ordered Feliciano quietly.
Feliciano nodded.
Ludwig crept across the room to the travel crib so he could get Courcil and leave.
He reached the crib and looked down.
There was no baby in it.
"Feliciano!" he whispered frantically. "Come over here!"
The man was next to him in an instant.
"Where's Coucil?" he asked.
"I'm not sure. Ve VERE supposed to zake care of him, right?"
Feliciano nodded quickly.
"Zhen vhere is he?" Ludwig asked as he looked around the room.
He was panicking but he wasn't going to let Feliciano see it.
If he did, Feliciano would be a mess.
"I don't see him!"
They both turned at the same time to look at Francis.
"Ve're going to have to zell him."
Feliciano gulped.
They crossed to the bed and Feliciano took a deep breath before Ludwig started shaking Francis's shoulder.
Francis woke up slowly and blinked at them.
"What?" he asked blankly as he stared at the pair. "What did you wake me up for?"
Feliciano started trembling and Francis stared at him.
"Well? What is it?"
"Umm…Francis," Ludwig started and Francis snapped back to him. "Ve came to pick up Courcil like you asked."
Francis nodded.
"Zat's good. Is zat all?"
He really wanted to fall back asleep. His dream had been wonderful.
"And vhen ve arrived we saw you sleeping so ve didn't want to vake you up so ve vere quiet. Ve vent straight to the crib to let you sleep but," he took a deep breath. "Courcil vasn't in it."
Francis froze.
"What do you mean?"
"He-he vasn't in the crib."
Francis blinked slowly then shot off of the bed.
He ran to the crib and looked into it.
"Courcil? Courcil? COURCIL!" he yelled.
He spun back to Ludwig and Feliciano.
"Please tell me zis is a joke!" he begged.
The both shook their heads.
"Vould ve do zhat to you?" Ludwig asked quietly.
Francis fell to his knees.
Why was his life falling apart?
Just a few weeks ago he had had a husband who could watch over himself and two healthy kids.
Now he had a husband who was about to die, a son who was waiting for surgery, and his other son was missing.
He put his face in his hands and started sobbing.
Ludwig turned to Feliciano.
"Italy, can you vake England up? He needs to know about zhis."
Feliciano nodded stiffly and started trying to wake the blond up.
He stayed asleep.
Feliciano started shaking him.
Arthur kept snoring.
He kept trying but nothing he was doing was working.
"Ludy!" he called in a fearful voice. "He isn't waking up."
Ludwig rushed to his side and tried to help him.
"France! Get over here!"
Francis raised his head to see both Ludwig and Feliciano trying to wake Arthur.
He quickly got to his feet and joined them.
"Arthur?" he asked quietly. "Please wake up."
The small blond didn't move.
"I'll go get a doctor!" Ludwig yelled as he ran out the door.
"Arthur," Francis whispered with tears in his eyes. "Don't go. Please."
AN: AHH! Arthur wake up! Peureux get better! Courcil come back!
Who came in when Arthur and Francis were sleeping. And what did he do?
I know I said that this might be a sad chapter and talk about revenge...:( but it's really not...so hold on for the REAL sadness. And REVENGE!
See ya soon!