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APH Fic Awake chapter 3

Title: Awake
Author/Artist: Me!
Character(s) or Pairing(s): FemGermany, Prussia, Germania, other have small parts
Rating: T
Warnings: None.
Disclaimer: I own nothing.
Summary: "I'm sorry. But the chances that she'll come out is very slim." "How slim?""About two percent that she will wake up." "But not zero?" "Well no. It's not zero. But-" "As long as it is not zero there is still a chance."


“Are you sure you’re alright?” Alvar asked, leaning across the table and placing a hand on her forehead.

Louise managed a smile. “I’m fine just a little overwhelmed is all.”

Alvar nodded. “I understand that this can be difficult however I know that you are able to handle everything.”

Louise bit her lip and looked down at her plate. “I know that.”

“However you need to work harder if you wish to get into a good college.” Alvar started to lecture. “A good college shall determine your future. Forget about your friends and boyfriend for the time being, they will understand, and focus entirely on your studies.”

“I want to visit moms grave.” Louise said softly.

“There will be time for that later.” Alvar said. “You need to focus entirely on your work.”

Louise nodded slowly. “May I be excused? I don’t feel well.”

“Very well, tomorrow I will take you to school to start the summer classes.” Alvar said.

Avoiding her brothers concerned gaze she immediately left the table and practically ran up the stairs.

Once she reached her bedroom she closed the door and leaned against it. Her hand went to her neck to grip a necklace that was no longer there.

She sighed and rubbed her forehead as she went to her bed she slid her shoes off. Not caring that she was still wearing her shirt, bra, and long skirt she curled into herself, closed her eyes, and was soon asleep.
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When she opened her eyes Alfred was staring down at her kindly.

“Hey.” he said gently. “How you feeling?”

Louise groaned as she tried to sit up. Her body creaked in protest.

“How…how long was I out?” she asked.

“Not that long. A few hours at most.” Alfred, America, Alfred said. He placed a hand on her back and around her waist as he helped her sit. “Guess the shock from the wall knocked you out completely. Not that I’m blaming you, if half my heart was suddenly barricaded from me the same thing night have happened to me.”

“The wall?” Louise repeated. “What?”

Alfred, America frowned and rubbed her head. “Maybe you hit your head harder than I thought. The wall that Russia placed? The one separating you and your brother?”

“Russia? My brother?” Louise repeated once more. Her hand tangled in her hair.

The concerned look on Americas face deepened. “Alright you need fresh air. We’ll take a small walk around the town.” He took her by the hands and pulled her off the bed.

Her boots were by the door and America waited patiently as she slowly slid her feet into them and tied the laces. He then took her by the arm and gently led her through her house.

“I know the others are being the most gentle or the most nicest occupiers.” America said quietly. “But they’re leaving tomorrow and it’s just going to be you and me. I’ll take care of you and make sure everything is alright.”

“Take care of me?” Louise repeated. “Make sure everything is alright?”

America didn’t say anything however he tightened his grip on her arm. Together they walked through the town. Louise surveyed the damaged buildings and how people were cleaning the streets and making new buildings.

“We’re rebuilding.” Louise murmured. “We’re all rebuilding.”

“Yeah.” America said nodding. “Life goes on. We fall and we rise.”

She suddenly grabbed America by the arm.

“Who am I?” she demanded. “Who am I?”

“Your Germany.” America said. “You are the country, the personification, of Germany.”

“Germany.” Louise whispered. “Germany. I am…Germany.”

America took her hand in his. “Alright I am seriously worried about you. I know that you’re going through a lot right now but I don’t think this kind of memory loss is normal.”

“Help.” she murmured. “I want to help them. I want to help.”

America looked conflicted as he bit his lip.

“Alright.” he finally said. “It might be for the best.”

Hours passed. Together she and America together helped the people. She remembered practically everything and her hands glided over the tools with practiced ease.

They only stopped when the sun set and their muscles were too sore to move again.

Germany was smiling as she and America returned to her home.

“I’m covered in dirt and grime. My hands are covered in oil and I’m sure it’s in my hair as well.” she said. “And I don’t think I’ve felt this good in a long time.”

“Yeah well working alongside your people can do that to you.” America said stretching his arms upwards. “The old guys, and some girls, they just don’t understand really. You need to be right by your people regardless instead of watching from a pedestal.”

“Well I can’t say anything for you but once I became an independent country I was always by my people.” Germany said. “I always made sure to be right beside them.”

“Same here.” America said softly. “They don’t understand that our souls need to connect with them. Not just through the bonds that connect us but the physical sense as well.”

“Maybe because it’s were so young.” Germany said. “We still see things differently and we uphold different tactics.”

They were silent as they climbed up the porch and entered her home.

“I never blamed you.” he suddenly said.

“Pardon?”

“I never blamed you.” he repeated. “For what happened. I never blamed you personally. Trust me, I know what it’s like when you don’t have a choice in the matters of what your people and boss do.”

“France and England…” she started to say.

“Are old farts that are stuck in the old days and cry over the times when they used to be empires.” America finished for her. “They wish for those times again when they ruled and cry and whine over the fact that it’s over and the younger generation, you and me, are now taking our turn at ruling this world.”

“I don’t want to rule the world.” Germany whispered. “Not anymore.”

“Well I kinda do.” America said. “It’s my turn. And I want you by my side.”

“America.” she sighed. “I just got rid of a boss that wanted to rule the world and succeed in killing eleven million people without anyone knowing. I just lost my brother and I’m powerless in even leaving my own home without one of you coming with me. Even I want to rule the world, which the fire in me has gone out quite a bit, I am not in the best condition to help you. Form an alliance with your siblings Canada or Mexico if you need an ally.”

America smiled as he stepped forward and took her hands in his. “Contrary to popular belief I can be patient. I want you by my side and no one else and I don’t mind waiting for you to recover from this.”

“I know it’s a bit overwhelming.” he said stepping back. “And you have plenty of time. Want me to make dinner?”

Germany shook her head. “I’m not hungry. Just tired.”

“Alright then. Good night, Germany.”

“Goodnight America.”

Germany walked to her bedroom as she pulled off her jacket. Deciding to wait until tomorrow to do the laundry she simply threw all her clothes into the laundry hamper and she quickly changed into more comfortable clothes.

Sliding under her blanket she curled up and sighed. She stared out the window towards the moon and the stars in search of comfort.

When she found none she closed her eyes and was soon asleep.
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“Louise? Louise. Louise! Come on Lulu, wake up!”

She started as she felt someone shaking her arm and giving into instinct she immediately tackled the body and brought the both of them to the floor. Her hands curled around the other persons throat.

“Sister! It’s me!”

Louise blinked the remainder of the sleep from her eyes to see her sitting on top of Gilbert with her hands around his throat.

“Brother?” she asked.

“Are you alright?” he asked. “It’s not like you to tackle me out of nowhere. Anyway come on, dads waiting to take you to school.”

“I’ll…I’ll be out in a minute.” Louise said. “Just let me change and get ready.”

She stepped off of her brother and watched as he rubbed his neck where she had started to choke him and his back where he had landed on.

“Where the hell did you learn things like that?” he asked.

“Instinct I guess.”

Her brother left the room and she glanced around the bedroom as well. The place where she was a human, this was it.

“What the hell is going on?” she whimpered.
Tags: america, aph, au, fanfic, femgermany, germania, prussia
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