We Are North America (The Great North American War)

The Fight for Freedom Pt. 2

Panama weakly opened her eyes and looked around the room. She still felt so tired.

It took her awhile to recognize where she was before it all came back to her.

She was in her room at Spain's house.

She started to wonder how England was doing. He wasn't in the best condition to be left along right now.

As she was falling back asleep. There was a knock on the door before Belgium walked it with a bucket.

"How are you feeling?" She asked softly, giving her a soft smile.

"Terrible," Panama replied.

Belgium felt her forehead, "Your still warm," She squeezed a towel and rubbed her forehead.

Panama was still drifting off to sleep, "I didn't want to come," She said  almost fully asleep.

Belgium stopped and looked at her.

"I wanted to stay," Panama said in her sleep.

Belgium didn't know what she was taking about. What did she mean by she wanted to stay?

Stay where?

Belgium knew that Panama had been staying with England, did she want to stay there?

They why did she come here?

Did something happen to him?

She waked out of the room puzzled and ran into Spain, "How is she?" He asked.

"She's still warm but for some reason said that she wanted to stay somewhere? And didn't want to come here. Do you know why?"

Spain sighed, "She's just tired."

Belgium gave him a look, "Spain what happened?"

He shook his head, "Don't worry about it."

"Spain," She said firmly, "Did you do something?"

Spain didn't answer.

"Wasn't she staying at England's house before you brought her here?" Belgium asked, "And she looked horrible last meeting. And when we came back..... you seemed worried and left that night and came back with her earlier....."

She stopped and looked at Spain.

"Spain, did you take that girl from England's house when she didn't want to go?" She asked demanding an answer.

Spain looked around Belgium instead of looking straight at her.

"Spain," She said again, tapping her foot on the ground and crossing her arms, waiting for an answer.

He sighed and finally looked at her, "He wasn't paying her any attention Bel and she was obviously sick. Who knows? By the time he would have noticed that she was sick, she would have passed out."

"She didn't want to go Spain. You just took her from there, you know."

He nodded, "And I don't regret it, I wasn't just going to sit down and do nothing while my bebita who is still extremely sick was ignored by that bastard."

Belgium sighed and shook her head, "What about England?"

Spain shrugged, "What about him?"

She sighed and shook her head again, "You all are forgetting that he was also America's father who is grieving over the loss of his son, that's 1. He helped the man who killed his son so he must be going through a lot of guilt at the moment, that's 2. Most of his children left and France were upset with him and after a huge fight they left his house, he must feel even worst from that, that's 3. And lastly, you went and took the only child who stayed. Do you know what he's going through right now? What if you were in his shoes?" She grabbed the bucket and walked downstairs.