Knotted Flags: Happy Ending

Germany paced. Those long, fit legs couldn't stop moving, neither could the cogs in his mind. He had watched as a doctor pulled another tiny, living life out of his Feliciano. Another life he had helped to create, with his own cell, his own DNA. A beautiful baby girl. Prussia was off somewhere else, but nurses promised that he was being treated for the wound in his foot. Only Hungary was allowed inside the room, the others having to wait elsewhere for the new mother's arrival. The room was decked out in baby garb and decorations, pink flowers and balloons sitting in the window sill and on the two nightstands. She fidgeted her fingers, watching the new daddy go back and forth. " Ludwig, could you please sit down? You're making me nervous... " The blonde went to the left nightstand, rearranging some flowers. " I cant. I honestly cannot fathom that-that I'm a father. A father... "

His sister-in-law smirked. " Well you are. A father to a healthy baby girl. " That German heart warmed instantly, and he smiled down to the flowers. " My little girl. " He leaned over to take a sniff of the daisy in his fingers. And the doors to the room opened. In rolled a bed holding a still-asleep Italy, and following it came a glass baby case on wheels. The tiny thing was swaddled in a pink and white blanket, face scrunched from the light around her. Ludwig was instantly at Italy's side, and his eyes watching his offspring. In followed a doctor, their original going off to birth someone else's baby. This man was quite round and of Asian decent.

" Congratulations, Mr. Beilschmidt! Everything went according to plan. We removed the womb of course and sewed up the area. We wont be having anymore surprises! Feliciano should be waking up any moment, but would you like to hold her again? " In an almost surreal way, staring at the neonate like it was something alien, he nodded. Stepping up to the glass case, a nurse reminded him how to hold the baby. A hand slid under her head, the other on her body, and he lifted her up into his arms. He whispered softly, to no one in particular. " She's so light. " His brand new daughter grunted softly, smacking her lips before resting once more. Her face was the both of them blended together, and blonde fuzzy hair on top. Hungary stepped up behind him now, gasping lightly. " Oh she's beautiful, Ludwig. She even looks a little like Gilbert. What're you naming her? "

Before Ludwig could answer, from the bed came a soft reply. " Angel. Angel Adelle Vargas. " The two German relatives turned to see a smiling, tired Feliciano. His cheeks were rosy from the drugs, but his smile was genuine. " Ludwig, I'm a mama. You're a daddy. We're a family. " And Germany's lip trembled as his lips formed into a grin. They were a family. From his arms a quiet snuffing noise was heard, strong legs kicking slightly at the blanket and arms wiggling underneath. Feliciano held out his arms. " Let me hold her, Germany. "

Nervously, oh so nervously, he moved to the side of the bed. With uncertainty, he placed the baby in Italy's arms without a fuss. Brown eyes lit up as he held the child to his breast. " My goodness, she's smaller then a loaf of bread. I bet she's a hungry little bambina too. " He looked to the doctor, who nodded. A nurse was sent off to warm up a bottle of baby formula. Hungary spoke, moving to the opposite side of the bed Ludwig wasn't on. " I know a friend of mine who is trying to wean. Maybe she can pump her breasts and give you the milk? "

Ludwig nodded. " Yes. We will pay her for the milk as well. " Feli never took his eyes off the baby in his arms, unraveling her blanket to see her whole body. Not a flaw, not a birthmark, nothing. A perfect little angel. " Hear that, Angel? You're gonna grow big and strong like your daddy. " Germany kissed his love's forehead, then kissed the newborn's soft, flexing foot. Those little feet caused Italy a lot of trouble. In his mind flashed the nights he was forced to stay up and stroke that wide belly because neither mother or daughter wanted to sleep. He never admitted to it... but he even read to his unborn daughter when Feli was asleep.

The nurse waddled in with a bottle, and handed it to Feli. A quick instruction on how to feed her, and the tit was offered to those lips. Hungary giggled, for the baby quickly latched on and suckled as fast as she could to get the delicious formula. " She's a hog. More and more like your brother, Luddy. " Not a word as giant German fingers stroked his daughter's toes and feet and legs. She was real, after all those months of growing. She was really real. " Feliciano... I love you. " Italy looked up from feeding their baby for the first time, and smiled. " I love you too, Ludwig. I love you so much. "

Ludwig leaned over their daughter, careful not to bump the bottle or her little body, and met lips with his Italian. Hungary stepped towards the door now. " I guess I'm going to go find Roddy. Congratulations you two. " And the woman left, just as Ludwig was bending over to kiss the tender belly of Angel. He then muttered, folding the baby back up into the blanket. " Feliciano, I'm so thankful... for you giving me this little girl. And, I want to have both of you in my life forever. " That voice had never been so gentle, caressing the ears of Feliciano. But he didn't look up from the baby as he whispered. " She's not a present, Germany. She's something we both made. "

Under his eyes suddenly, was something shiny. It even caught the eyes of the newborn, pausing in her drinking to examine the engagement ring under mama's nose. Those big brown eyes widened, and he finally pulled from the baby to the ring to the person who held it. " Germany... Germany, you really-? " Ludwig nodded, and slid it onto the hand that held the bottle. " Marry me. " Tears instantly started to flow in the wibbling Italian, who managed to squeak out a yes. The German grinned, and leaned back in to share their first kiss as fiances.