Young Alex couldn't stop writhing in pain. A small whimper escaped her throat as she clung to her pillow. The pain in her shoulder could only be described as excruciating.

Just a few moment ago, she had been on the battle field when pain shot through her shoulder. At first, she didn't know what was going on or what happened, but when Allen quickly picked her up, bolting to the infirmary, she realized she had been shot in the shoulder, she was also rather surprised that Allen, of all people, cared.

"Alex, you need to let the doctors take that bullet out." Allen said gently, trying to relax the girl into letting the doctors near her.

"N-Non!" Alex screamed. "Everyone else those doctors go near either bleed out right there or die weeks later! I may be a kid, but I'm not stupid!"

Allen stared at Alex, just realizing that himself. Though some people did make it, but not very many.

"Alright, alright, your right, kid," Allen told her, sighing a little. "Anything o can do for you though? Just to make you more comfortable?"

"You can't get what I want," Alex replied, staring at the ground.

"Try me."

Alex sniffled. "I want want Big Brother!" She wailed.

"Well, your right, I can't get you that..." Allen sighed before looking up a little. "What about I go get Anna, Justin, and Luke? I know that they aren't Alfred but... They could probably provide more comfort than me."

Alex nodded quickly, watching Allen walk out. The second he left, she let out a scream of pain she had been holding in.