I Will Always Protect You

Chapter 1: The Accident

England was driving Sealand home, They just came from a World Meeting. In which Sealand snuck in again this time hiding under a table. So when England felt something on his foot and bent down to see what it was he was beyond angry. The two brothers got into a huge fight, then England apologized to the other countries and left with the micro-nation. Sealand was staring out the window occasionally glancing at England who looked way too calm for the micro-nation to be comfortable. They both stayed silent the only sound heard was the road noise and their breathing. The ride went smoothly for the most part until another car moving the opposite direction swerved and ran into them ramming into the drivers side. England threw his arm across Sealand's chest to push him back against the seat in an attempt to protect him from the glass and the air bag. England's car flipped into the air and rolled on the ground multiple times, before finally stopping in a ditch at the side of the road. Sealand looked to England around the air bag.

"England?" He asked

England turned to him and smiled, but Sealand can tell by the grimaces that he is trying to hide his pain.

"Sealand, are you okay?" England asked

"Yeah I am okay."

England sighed in relief "Good." He said then fainted, his head laying back against the seat.

"England? England, wake up!" Sealand cried while softly shaking him with his free arm

"Mr., are you okay?" A woman asked looking through the window. She seemed to be in her thirties, she had brown hair, green eyes and slightly wrinkled pale skin.

"Yes, but my brother isn't!" Sealand almost yelled

"Can your open your door?" She asked calmly

Sealand tried to do what she said and after about three failed attempts finally got it to open.

"Good job." She said leaning in to unbuckle him. Once he was unbuckled she helped him out of the car. "Go sit next to my husband he is the man on the phone."

"Yes ma'am." Sealand mumbled then sat next to him. He looked to be in his forties, with black hair, blue eyes, and wrinkled tan skin. He looked back at the car and noticed small flames in the front, he briefly wondered why he did not notice them before. His thoughts were interrupted by the man talking frantically on the phone.

"I told you I need an ambulance here immediately there has been a horrible wreck, the driver is still in and the car is on fire...Yes, they got the young boy out but the adult is not responding...okay." The man turned to Sealand "Are you okay?" He asked

"Yes but, my brother, he helped me so I wasn't hurt and now he won't wake up!" Sealand said hyperventilating

"Calm down and breath. I am sure he will be fine, my wife is a doctor at the hospital so she will know exactly what to do. Here let me help you with the few cuts and scrapes that I can fix." The man started to slowly patch Sealand up

Sealand nodded before looking over to the car again. The woman was half in the car seeming to be accessing England's condition.

"What is your name?" The man asked drawing Sealand's attention to him

"Peter Kirkland." He replied using his human name

"Well Peter Kirkland, how old are you?"

"Twelve sir."

The man nodded "The ambulance, police, and firefighters will be here soon I will leave the rest of the interrogation to them."

Sealand nodded and pulled his legs up to his chest, wrapped his arms around them, then laid his cheek on his knees.

"James we need to get him out before the fire spreads, help me!" the wife called

The husband, James, ran over to her they spoke for a few seconds then he ran to the driver side and pried the car door open with much difficulty. He slowly pulled the unconscious England out, the wife ran over so she was next to him and grabbed the younger Gentleman's legs. They carefully placed him down beside Sealand.

"His left arm seems broken, along with his right leg. He might have a bad concussion and a few cracked or bruised ribs. Other than that it's just scrapes and bruises, but we can't be sure until he gets into the hospital."

Sealand brushed a few strands of hair from England's face. " I'm sorry brother. I won't call you jerky anymore just please wake up." He sniffed, but got no response other than the rise and fall of England's chest.

The lady hugged him "It will be okay Peter, He will be fine."

Sealand nodded tearing up.

The ambulance eventually arrived, "Finally." James sighed "Come on Carole we need to tell them what happened, and I don't even know half of the technical terms you do."

The wife now known as Carole nodded and hugged Sealand once more before getting up. "I will be right back honey."

They spoke to the paramedics for a while then guided them to Sealand and England.

"Peter Kirkland, can you please tell me your brothers name." One the paramedics asked while the other thee where checking on the two Brits.

"Arthur Kirkland." Peter replied

"And age?"

"Twenty three."

"Okay, is there anyone we can contact who is a relative or guardian?"

"Alistair Kirkland he is our oldest brother his number is 555-2424."

"Okay."

The rest blurred together Sealand started to feel dizzy and nauseated, he had no clue what was happening around him and couldn't catch his breath. He heard a few jumbled words from the paramedics like 'Hosptial' and 'Shock', but couldn't quite comprehend exactly what it meant. He felt someone carry him to an ambulance and placed him down in it. They loaded England into it and took off toward the hospital. With James and Carole following close behind.