-"(Y/N)!!!!!!"

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(beep)!

'Huh, what's that?'

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'Is that a... Heart monitor?'

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'Am I in a hospital?'

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'Please be it, it fucking hurts!'

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'Remember what a hospital room looks like (Y/N), it's your only chance to wake up!'

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??? Pov:

Today I was visiting the hospital, I was sitting on a chair next to their bed, I must have been tired because soon I felt my eyes closing. When I opened them and looked back at the bed, I had the envy to throw up.

-"What the- Oh my god! Someone get a nurse! Please!" I yelled, standing in a semi-second, my eyes couldn't move of the sight that was before me, I started shaking. Soon I felt someone coming but I couldn't look who it was, I was frozen.

-"What's happening- Oh dear god what happened to them!?" I heard them or more precisely her, screaming, surely a nurse, I opened my mouth, my eyes still stuck to the bed.

-"I- I don't know! They got like that in one second! Can you do something?!"

-"I... I have to bring a doctor, I can't do that alone!" I heard the nurse storming out of the room, leaving me alone, well I was with them but I didn't feel like I had company.

(Y/N) Pov:

You heard people talking even if they sounded like they were miles away, your body felt numb and you could only hear small parts of the conversation, they seemed panicked.

-"-at could we do?"

-"The best way is to operate them while they're still unconscious."

-"They seems to be waking up!"

-"Not at the best time, we have to anesthetize them for the surgery."

-"yes doctor!"

'What's happening?' You thought. Are they talking about you? What's happening? It's true that you have a horrible headache that's a pain in the a** but you don't think they'll do a whole surgery instead of giving you meds so what's really happening?

You couldn't think too much about it since you soon felt a prick on your arm and, seconds after, your mind went blank and you fell back into unconsciousness. 'Just great.'

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After some time you woke up and opened your eyes, your head felt weird. The bright light of the room had you squinting your eyes, when they were used to it, you saw that you were attached to medical supplies such as strings or a blood bag. Having a minimum of common sense you stayed still. You didn't understand the people in movies that removed these when they woke up, after all these things are here for a reason!

Still, why did you need it? You looked around the room, a hospital room, like you imagined in your head. Does that mean you are back in your world? You widened your eyes at the realisation. This is the only explanation. You started to tear up and now you were tempted to stand up and remove the medical supplies to see your family, guess you understood characters in movies then.

You heard someone outside of the room and moved your eyes towards the door that was surely giving to a corridor, the door opened and what seems to be a nurse came out she widened your eyes when she saw you.

-"Oh dear, you woke up already!" You looked at her with a facepalmed look. 'Already? I've slept for days!' She came next to your bed, looking at you with scrutinizing eyes.

-"Can you hear me?" She asked you, you nodded.

-"I- I guess so." Wow your voice was so crusty! It was like you haven't talked in days! 'Lol.'

-"You can even talk? What a good surprise! I'm happy that the surgery didn't have too much impact on your system." She told you with a small smile while you were freaking out.

-"I've got operated!? Why?!" She looked at you with serious eyes.

-"That's something I want to know too." She said while standing up, you were confused.

-"You arrived here in a comatose state that we indicated as a important lack of sleep so you were treated as such." She wrote something in a small notebook before going to the door and looking at you one last time.

-"So we're all curious to know how a bullet went into your head while you were unconscious in your bed." She said before leaving the room. You were frozen in your bed. That's right! You received a bullet while trying to push Weimar out of the way, how did it impact your real body?! And why did it touch you and not fazed through you like last time in the trench? You wondered. You realised that if it did fazed into you, it's Weimar that would have been shot instead since you were in front of him. So, you were thankful it still affected you since you didn't really have any problems, your brain worked normally and you could move your members even if you didn't try too much by fear the medical supplies would fall on you.

After what seems to be hours the nurse came back into your room, followed by a doctor. How did you know it was a doctor? He had a blouse with a pin with 'doctor' written on it. He came towards your bed.

-"Indeed you seems fine, well apart of the bandages of course." 'Huh?' You looked at him, confused.

-"What bandages?" You asked him, he turned towards the nurse.

-"You didn't showed them?" The nurse shook her head.

-"I was afraid it would shock them."

-"Of course it would shock them but that's better than not knowing." He said before picking something of a drawer. He handled you a mirror. You took it while looking at him with confused eyes before looking into the mirror. Your breathing stopped for a second, needless to say, you were shocked. All the top of your head was wrapped in bandages, and you could almost see the blood staining the different layers. You looked like you had a hole in the back of your head. Your eyes were widened at the maximum and the hand holding the mirror was shaking.

-"I think they need some time alone to recover from the information, at least we know that their brain wasn't affected by this, let's go." He said while going out of the room, the nurse going after him.

-"Yes sir, but can we atleast-" You didn't hear the rest of the conversation, your eyes were still stuck to the reflection of the mirror, your reflection. Your head that was stained by the blood. Your breathing was unsteady, how could it be normal? First you fell into a coma for lack of sleep and while you were unconscious here, you lived a different life in your subconscious that affected your real body. How lucky were you that you just got shot! You were in WW1 damn it! Death was in every corner, if you died there you would die in real life!

You dropped the mirror on your bed, too shocked to think any more. You rested your head on the pillow, the feeling of bandages on the back of your head now was impossible to miss, you could almost feel the blood squeezing against the small layers. You closed your eyes trying to call down even if you couldn't find anything to bring you some confort. That was, before someone knocked on the door. Too tired to lift your head you just tell the person to come in. You heard the door opening before the person entered slowly the room, you lifted a bit your head just that you could see who it was. Your eyes widened at the sight of the shaking body of your best friend. You lifted your back in one instant, sitting on the bed, there they were, (B/F/N). Your eyes were starting to tear up, oh how you missed them! That's when all the fear and stress you felt during your little time travel came back to you. (B/F/N) was crying too, seeing you in this state.

-"You..." (B/F/N) started, their first clenched before they walked up to you.

-"You stupid bitch!" The exclaimed before hitting you weakly. At the end they were more hugging you than hitting you.

-"How dare you! How dare you worry me that much! Don't you know how I felt?! You idiot!" They were still threatening you and insulting you while crying while you were just hugging back. They just gripped to your clothes.

-"First you pass out in front of me and I had to call an ambulance myself then when I visit you, I see you all bloody in your bed, your head exploded, do you have the slightest idea of how I felt?! I spent the night screaming and crying in my room, my father had to confort me when normally he would use this time resting so you know how serious this was!? Your parents called me, how was I supposed to tell them?! 'Oh yeah your daughter was shot in the head.' How could I?! And with the heart monitor going up and down, did you know the number of time I thought it was gonna stayed still? A lot! You stupid, stupid, stupid bitch!" They continued to yell while grasping you like you were gonna disappearing if they didn't, you were crying too, you were so sorry for them as well as your parents. You can't imagine how worried they were.

(B/F/N) stopped after a few minutes. They let you go and sat on the bed next to you. You had to wait ten minutes before you both calmed down and stopped crying. The silence that reigned was heavy, you looked at (B/F/N).

-"How are my parents (B/F/N)?" You asked them, they looked at you then sighed.

-"Worried of course, but I know the hospital called them yesterday to tell them about your surgery. I didn't know how to tell them you had a bullet in your head so they learnt it at the same time, I didn't called them since then so I don't know how they are but they surely aren't at their best." They told you. You looked down. You felt guilty, even if it wasn't your fault you just couldn't help it.

-"I see..."

-"Does it hurt?" (B/F/N) asked, they pointed at your head.

-"Does your head hurt?" You thought about it, is it hurting you?

-"Strangely, it doesn't, I just feel weird. It was hurting when I was unconscious tho, well not totally unconscious since I could feel but it was all black and that's when it was hurting like hell. It's at this moment too that I heard the heart monitor so it's because of it that I could wake up." You explained. They just hummed.

-"Okay, now would you mind telling me why the f*ck a bullet found it's way through your head?" They asked calmly even if you could feel the anger radiating from them. You sweatdropped.

-"Well... It's a very, very, very long story..." You told them.

-"Well that's a luck because I have plenty of time!" They said, you were still feeling their anger so you assumed you didn't have a choice but all the events that occurred came back to your mind and you just became more and more embarrassed.

-"Uhm..." You gulped. Okay, if there is one person you could tell all of this, it would be (B/F/N) so be brave (Y/N)!

-"Okay... It all started when..."

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~•to be continued~•

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Author's Note

Hello, sorry for the short chapter, I wasn't feeling very motivated and I don't think the next chapter will be soon but I'll still write time to time and I don't want to rush the story.

Also, yeah! (Y/N) is back into the real world and we met back (B/F/N)! (Idk why but I love this character.

Last thing, credits to ISIDRO16ARIOLA for this beautiful drawing of Christoph and Berthold, I love it and thank you again for this art!