Germanys pov
It's been a month since 9/11 . I haven't see him anywhere besides the hospital. In 5 weeks there turning off the machine. I felt hot tears run down my face . The world meetings turned into praying for him . England hasn't even talked . Canada cries through the night . France turned mute . Italy doesn't smile. Everything was different. England doesn't go to the hospital any more . We all had night mares about being attacked but america had let the night mare come true . Not even Finland smiled . We were all in depression but the pain of the day hit me hard . I prayed for him and I longed for his baby blue eyes . Soft blond hair . His soft touch and kiss . I wished it never happened but it did .
/ the last week \
I went to the hospital to see America. It was the last week . I clinched the paint brush flowers I got for him . I opened the doors to the hospital. Sighing I went to the 4th floor. I walked to his hall way . But before I opened the door I was tacked by a man . I looked up about to punch the person. Till I froze it was america. He laughed .
" hey germany " he whispered letting a smile run to his face .
I was to shocked for words. I smiled and pulled him close not letting go. I felt his lips press to mine . Smiling I kissed him back . He was ok and that's all that matters . We pulled apart. America stood up . I got up after him. I picked him up . I ran to the stair case and hurried down them . I ran to the office desk and checked America out of the hospital . I ran out . I want to the world meeting that was being held . America jumped from my arms and waved to everyone. England's ran up and hugged America tightly. Soon every one was hugging him . I picked the young country up and kissed him . I twirled him through the air . Laughing I set him down. I grabbed him and pulled him close and whispered
" I love you Alfie "
