Kat: Hey everyone! We're nearing the end of this short fic! It makes me sad to think about it, but it's true. I just want to thank all of you for just staying with the story until the end and those who commented to tell me to keep going. Without you, I would have just given up on this series! :) So, with that, here's chapter 5!

England:

It seemed like a normal day, but really the world has a cruel way of turning it around. Today was going to be horrible. It started this morning, when I woke up. I noticed that the nurse was taking off the bandages. She looked to me and smiled.

"Big day, isn't it?" she smiled. At first I was confused, because she didn't put on new bandages, but then I remembered...Today was when Alfred was hopefully going to see again.

"Oh, why yes. Is that why the lights are dimmed?" I asked, noticing the room darker then normal. Silently, she nodded as she started to wheel out the door.

"The doctor will be in in a minute. Please, if he opens his eyes, tell him to slowly do it. Also, please don't turn the lights up or anything because it could hinder his progress."

"I understand." I say, nodding her goodbye. Alfred's progress can completely come down to my cooperation. I need to follow everything the doctor says so it can help Alfred. A few minutes later, the doctor who was in the first day came in.

He nodded to me and then looked over to Alfred. "Looks better then ever. I need you to follow what I say, alright? I observe that Mr. Jones does best when you talk to him and are around."

Really...I wonder why that is? I thought. I mean, we are going out, but I never really saw that myself. I nod to him and stand up. "What shall I do first?"

The doctor makes sure the blinds were not putting a lot of light in the room and then turned to me. "Could you stand right around there so he has a focus point?" he asked, pointing to the end of the bed at the wall. Another nurse entered and nodded to both of us.

"Sorry to bother you, but I wanted to know if you wanted me to man the lights." she asked the doctor.

The doctor nodded, "That would be a lot of help, thank you." Together we all sighed, it comes down to this! "Alright, let's wake him up."

The nurse smiled and went to Alfred, "Mr. Jones? Time to wake up. You have a big day today."

I roll my eyes, knowing that it wouldn't work, so I decide to help, "Alfred, time to wake the bloody hell up!"

Alfred grunts and sits up, eyes still closed. He yawned and then felt his face and smiled, "The bandages! They're off!"

"Yes Mr. Jones. Today's when we're going to help you gradually get your sight back to normal, alright?" the doctor smiled. You might be wondering why this day seems to be going horrible. It's the fact that one wrong step can put Alfred back to square one.

Alfred's face lit up, "May I open my eyes?" My heart somehow started beating faster. I wanted those eyes to open so badly. The need to see those beautiful eyes again was very great, but I needed to stay to plan. I knew I couldn't run to him or anything, I needed to stay still so he could focus on me.

"Yes you may. Slowly now. You may notice in front of you, Mr. Kirkland is standing in front of your bed. Try to focus on him, but not too much because you're in the dark." The nurse kindly explained.

I bit my lip, for some reason, I was nervous. I took a deep breath and looked at Alfred. Slowly, his lids opened to reveal blue eyes and look to me. I slightly gasp, trying hard not to embrace him and stay put. I smile to him and his surprised face turns into a huge smile. "I can see you, finally."

I smiled, forcing my eyes not to tear up. I was waiting too long for this, and now, I want to see everything in bright light so I can see those beautiful eyes. The doctor smiled, "Good, that means you have healed real well. Are you ready for brighter light?"

Alfred nodded, "The hero's ready for anything!" he smiled. The doctor nodded to the nurse at the lights whom then brightened the lights slightly. It seemed the room lit up more and more every time until eventually the lights were fully on and the sunlight was shining brightly in the room.

The doctors smiled, "Well, this only means good news. You can leave the hospital tomorrow." The man exclaimed. I froze in joy, finally he was coming out!

Alfred gasped as he smiled hugely, "Oh thank you." The doctors nodded and left Alfred and I staring at each other. Alfred snickered, "You know you can move now."

"I-I know, you git." I moved to Alfred, staring into those beautiful blue eyes as I felt my cheeks heat up.

"I can leave tomorrow…and that means I'm all yours." He smiled, hugging me tightly around the waste.

I leaned down and kissed his forehead lightly, "I know. I'm so glad you can get out of this place."

Alfred looked up to me, a little depressed, "Is that all I get after not getting to see you for around a month?" he pouted.

I laughed, "No, no…you silly git, you need to be patient." I smiled as our lips met. Something was different about this kiss, though. Was it more passionate? More loving? More…wanting? I could tell Alfred really wanted to see me just by how this kiss was so unexplainable. I wasn't one to talk, though, since I wanted to see him again.

Alfred, after we broke, pulled me into a hug, but then pulled me away. "What's wrong?" he asked, worried. At first, I didn't know what he was worried about until I felt a tear falling down my cheek to my shirt.

"Nothing, it's just…I wanted to see you so badly." I cried. He smiled and pulled me into another hug.

"I know…I really wanted to get better so I could see you. It's been too long, Arthur."

"Yes, it has." I sighed. I felt him move my head slightly to let his lips meet mine. This day was the most beautiful miracle that has happened in forever. Thankfully the world turned everything to a good beautiful day.