[FIC] Hidden Healing Gift
Title: Hidden Healing Gift
Pairing: The Schneiders (Bernd/Arturo) and Casa Buffon-Conte (Gianluigi Buffon/Antonio Conte)
Characters: Bernd and Arturo Schneider, Gianluigi Buffon, Antonio Conte, Alessandro del Piero. OC: Roberta Schneider. Special appeareance of Pavel Nedved.
Summary: Sometimes, when you need the most, there's a person who doesn't notice that can help someone with a hidden gift.
Juventus Arena was full. Indeed everyone was going down. Roberta wants to go downstairs alone. She doesn't want to be in anyone's arms.
"Sola...sola" she says when she wants to do something for her own. But she will be three soon, so it's so normal. But she always has some accidents because of it. Rafaella helps her and cries of frustration. This time Rafaella was with Gianluigi, baby Allegra and brother Iker. She didn't see her sister coming downstairs inside the stadium.
A whine was heard. Arturo has good hearing and locates very well how Roberta cries.
"Roberta is whining."
"Go, go, Arturo."
"But where's Bernd?" he says very afraid, looking everywhere.
"Hey! Hey! They are smashing my daughter!!! Son of a bitch!"
Arturo was going upstairs in a difficult way, only for picking up her daughter.
"Papa...papa..."
"Figli di puttanna" Arturo cursed "sorry, dearie, is just that...ufff...oh no! Are you okay!?"
Her foot was swollen, apparently smashed for the people coming down around.
"Let's take her to the hospital...Bernd! Schnix! Schnix!"
Schneider goes upstairs.
"Just look at her. They smashed her foot!!!"
Schnix touched her right foot and cried very loud and holds Arturo's neck. Her tears were pouring around.
"Papa Bernd...hu'ts so much....ma' foot!"
"Okay, Roberta, okay. I will take you to the hospital"
'Hospital' is a word that Roberta is so afraid of and cries even more. They walk side by side through the seats in the stadium and finally they find a space.
"Pavel....Pavel...ma'foot...ma'foot hu'ts so much...."
Arturo could draw a smile in the middle of the emergency. Bernd showed her his face in photos, so he recognizes him inmediately even he's in several meters (feet) of distance.
"Roberta!!!! Aw, dearie... pretty girl... are they taking you to the hospital?"
"I don't wanna go to da ho'pital...." Roberta said.
"Hey, over here" Pavel says.
He's wearing his suit, very gentleman in the middle of the emergency. The trip to Alto Adige would be very long and maybe her foot would be swollen, with risk of fracture and not knowing what will go on with it.
"Ale! Ale!" he exclaims.
Ale rises from a door.
"Aw, who's that...girl?"
"She's Roberta Schneider. Bernd and Arturo's daughter."
"Awww, I know.... what's going on with this pretty girl...?"
Arturo was going to explode of sobbing, but Bernd had to control everything, including Antonio, who was giving comfort to the Chilean player. Indeed Gigi was next to him and asked for Roberta. Arturo granted him the right to hold her.
"Is so unfair, how they can treat my daughter like that...they are so careless, Mister" Arturo said sobbing.
"We need a hospital for her..." Bernd said to Ale in Italian. In the middle she was still crying.
"Aw, dear. Look at those blue eyes. And that cinnamon skin. You look pretty. Don't cry like that, honey."
"I don' kno' u..."
"My name is Alessandro. You can call me Ale. What's your name?"
"Roberta Schneider..."
"Okay...which foot is?"
"This one" she says indicating her right foot.
"Okay. My nonna used to do something I will show you. Don't try this. Okay?"
Roberta only says yes with her head.
"Your bones are so tiny...awww, don't cry...no bones are broken....maybe it's a sprain....I used to have sprains all the time...hey... don't be afraid. Bernd, remove her shoe...please"
Schnix removed her pink shoe with velcro wires. Only two. Then he removed her sock. It was seriously swollen.
"Yeh...it's a sprain. Okay. Arturo. Bernd. Antonio. Gianluigi. Pay attention. To one...kay? Tre, due, uno."
And Alessandro does some moves to her foot. Heavy and powerful moves that only a medicineman can do. She cried a lot and even Arturo gets pissed off...
"You hurt her a lot...you made it worse!!!! Son of a..."
"Arturo, don't!!!!" Bernd says containing him.
"She will fall sleep later. You will thank me a lot, Arturo. Now, gimme a bondage so it can be safe..."
Gianluigi looked for a bondage. It was purple.
"White colour was over. Sorry, man!"
"No problem."
Alessandro wrapped her foot with purple bondage. She began to grin with her dry tears.
"Do you like it, Roberta?"
"Ja...schön!"
"Aww, okay! Who will hold her?"
"Is my turn now!" Schnix says. "Please, Arturo, is all over, take my hand now..."
Schneider-Vidal dries his tears away, while getting escorted by Bernd next to him and holding Roberta on his arms, with her wrapped foot.
Later, she was taken to the hospital. Indeed, no fracture. Just a sprain.
"Next time, we'll go out through the emergency exit...."
"Hm. Yeah!"
Two days later, Roberta felt better. And even she recognizes Alessandro saying:
"Alessandro. He heal'd me movin' ma' foot..."
Arturo was going to give acknowledgments to Alessandro for healing Roberta.
"I did what I could Arturo.Sorry... my hands just did the moves...."
"Where did you learn that, Ale?"
"I don't know. Maybe my nonna... or...who knows?"
"I ask you, because in Chile, there are sort of medicinemen who you know, move bones or sorta and in Europe is so less in common...is just freaking me out...."
"I used to do that when I was in Primavera, but then the doctor said: 'stop it, is my job!' jhaha! now....well, anything with your kids... whoever... you know..."
"Thanks a lot, Ale. And by the way, I will bring another baby. It will have the same process as Roberta. In vitro, you know..."
"WHAT!?"
Alessandro hugs Arturo. Yes, is true. He hired a surrogate mother from Italy and now he's expecting a second child in vitro, but it will be the fourth in the family. It has four months indeed. And he will be always thankful with Alessandro. But he's happier because Roberta credits him with her innocence as, translated in adult speech as "the man who healed me moving my foot".
THE END
RANCAGUA, NOVEMBER 3rd, 2013