I know I said five reviews, but I'm so sick and tired of the mental reminder to click over and refresh the page every THREE MINUTES! Yay OCD! Anywho, this is it! For those of you who liked this, I have the first chapter up of my next story! It'll be a LOT shorter, I'm writing chapter three right now, and it'll be a bit more... smutty.

It's called Against His Will, and I hope to see you all there!

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Chapter 31

It had been two years since Alfred and Lovino had stepped through the vortex in the hallway. Everyone gathered in the main hall, holding a ceremony, the same as they'd done the year before, for the safe return of the queen to be and the world's best known seer. Madeline cried, Vladimir comforted her as best he could with the two children he carried on his lap.

Feliciano admitted a week after they'd gone, the reason Vladimir had to stay with Madeline was to keep her safe, not due to the possibility of threat, but because their first night together, the night before Alfred had disappeared, she'd become pregnant. A wedding was held a week later.

Two more weddings had happened. Francis and Arthur, as well as Ludwig and Feliciano. It took a while, but Roderich and Gilbert both eventually came to terms with the realization Elizabeta didn't love either of them and in a drunken state, the two found solace in the arms of each other. Their wedding was planned for a month from now.

So was Elizabeta's and Natalia's. They were both too excitable and energetic, and soon after Alfred and Lovino disappeared, they realized they were perfect for each other.

Today they gathered and spoke words of hope, relived memories and stories. The three Asian countries, which they had made solid peace with, each sent their emperors to wish for the safe return as well. Kiku hated that Alfred had gone. He'd really grown attached to him, even if it didn't seem it at the time.

The day came to a close and Ivan stood and looked over the crowd, thanking them for coming before he heard an odd rush pass his ears and stared, trying to remember where the sound was so familiar from, but Mattie remembered. He stood and looked around, trying to find where the sound was coming from and rushed out of the room, into the hallway. He found the vortex glowing, a light pulsating through it as Ivan rushed past him, staring with hope. His hands covered his mouth as he pleaded and prayed.

When the pulsing light quickened he stepped back, surprised to see a blinding bright light before the sound disappeared and he blinked a few times before being able to see.

Before him was definitely Lovino, and he held a girl under his arm. She stood and brushed herself off, both of them wearing clothing the likes of which no one there had ever seen.

"Fratello?" Feliciano whispered as Lovino looked around.

"Alfred, we're back."

Everyone turned to the girl who stood, odd boots with a short skirt, and a leather jacket with a shirt tied oddly beneath. She stood and turned, one single strand of hair lifting above her head. She turned, seeing the group staring at her in shock. She turned and saw Ivan staring and tears came to her eyes.

"Ivan..." She cried. She stared, too afraid to move forward.

"Alfred?" Mattie whispered and the girl turned, nodding.

"Mattie!" She ran and hugged him, breaking down in sobs. "I'm finally home!" She cried as everyone stared in shock.

She turned and saw Ivan staring at her, not knowing what to think. "Why are you a girl?"

"I found a reality where Elizabeta was a very skilled magician and somehow offended her. She cast the spell before we could go through the vortex."

"You called her a bitch." Lovino stared, shaking his head, a grin at the corner of his mouth.

"She was a bitch!" Alfred crossed her arms. "She was stealing children! What else would I call her?"

"You're really Alfred?" Ivan asked softly, tears in his eyes and she turned to him with a grin. Ivan saw her run and reached out as she jumped to his chest, his arms wrapped around her waist, her arms wrapped around his neck as she kissed him passionately.

"I'm finally home!" She cried as she hugged him as tightly as she could. "It felt like forever! I don't understand why it took so long! I couldn't handle it if it took too much longer!" She cried.

"At least now Ivan has a real queen. We won't have to try and put him in drag." Lovino joked and Ivan laughed, sliding her down his chest to stand before him, though he didn't release her from his arms.

"Two years you've been gone. I've missed you every day." Ivan grinned, tears in his eyes.

"Two years I've seen you every day, but it was never you. It was horrible!" She cried and Ivan lifted her, sliding to the floor and hugging her against his chest.

"It's over now, Moya Lyubov'. You're back in my arms, where you belong." He cried and she hugged him back, crying as well.

Everyone came down to dinner, which was turned to a feast, everyone joined in as more tables and chairs were brought in. Everyone listened to the story of what had happened with Lovino and Alfred on their trip, though Alfred mentioned that due to the gender swap, the name had been changed to Amelia. After dinner, Ivan told everyone he was going to the bath with his wife, and no one was to interrupt him for once. They went and climbed in and Ivan turned nervous.

"Two years is a long time to have been gone. Are you feeling alright? Have you been eating and taking care of yourself?"

"Yeah, and what about you? You look like you've lost weight." She spoke with a worried tone, having noticed it when he had stripped down.

"I fell into a depression after you left. I haven't been hungry at all, and at first I refused food. Mattie and Madeline nearly forced me to eat every day. I just started feeling more like myself about a month ago." He whispered and Amelia cried.

"To have done that to you... I'm so sorry!" She cried and he reached over and grasped her, lifting her and sitting the girl across his lap.

"You came back, and that's the important part. After all this time, are you still in love with me? Do you still want to be my queen?"

"More than the world. Not even to be the queen, just to have you." She rested her head on his shoulder. "And do you still want me as your queen? Now that I'm not a guy, does it change things?"

"Of course it does. I was worried about not being able to have an heir, but this takes that worry away. I always loved you for your heart, your kindness, the want to protect you I've had since the first time I laid eyes on you. Your gender doesn't change that, Amelia." He whispered and she nodded, crying harder.

"I was so scared!" She sobbed out. "I didn't think you'd want me anymore!" She cried and Ivan shook his head.

"You will always be the only one I love. And you, did you take anyone else while I wasn't at your side?"

"No. I could never." She looked up and smiled. "The only one for me has been you. It didn't matter how many of you I saw, if it wasn't you, it didn't matter to me." She kissed him. "You're my Ivan. The only one I've ever wanted, the only one who mattered to me." She spoke softly and Ivan nodded.

"Thank you so much!" He cried.

It was two solid hours they spent in the tub, releasing their fears and worry, letting go of the pain and anguish at the time apart.

But now, none of that mattered. They were together.

Five years later...

Amelia crushed her husband's hand. He grimaced at the bones trying to readjust for the pressure, but he didn't dare complain. He reached down and grabbed a wet, cool cloth to dabble at her forehead to try and add some little comfort. "Breathe, Moya Lyubov'." He whimpered, the pain in his hand getting worse.

"It's coming!" She groaned out as Elizabeta looked up with a nod.

"It's time. Push, Amelia!" She spoke as the woman on the table let out an ear splitting scream.

The sound set the nerves of the group in the hallway, waiting. Vladimir held one small child in his arms.

"Mommy hurt?" The boy asked and Vladimir looked down with a smile.

"She's giving you a little brother or sister, Dmitri. It doesn't sound as bad as she had it when she had you, though." Vladimir grinned as his own twins ran up with a frown.

"We finished the knitting!" Matilda grinned while Mathias grinned.

"She finished the knitting! I made the baby a sword!" He grinned as he held out a small, magically crafted knife, though it wasn't much longer than his own hand. It could barely be used as a letter opener.

"We can't give blades to the baby." Vladimir rolled his eyes.

"Here, I know what to do with that. Come on." Arthur grinned as he took the blade and walked down the hall, heading to the nursery to hang it on the wall. It may not be practical, but it was still a handmade gift to the new baby from it's cousin. Mathias grinned as he took up his ax and walked down the hallway, quite proud of himself. Lukas walked up to the child with a grin and patted him on the head.

"Your creation skills are getting better. I still think you're better suited to dealing with people, though." He spoke and the child grinned.

"I know one more spell! I was told it in my sleep by a beautiful woman!" He chirped and Lukas stared, in shock.

"What did she look like?"

"She looked just like Aunt Amelia! She said she was my aunt, but said her name was Illyana. I was confused!" He grumbled and Lukas watched with interest.

What spell did she teach you?" Lukas bent down with a smile as Mathias reached out and grasped Lukas' leg, his magic flowing in.

Lukas felt his body crumble, a pain he was unfamiliar with as his vision seemed to sink. At first he thought it was a fall in slow motion, til he noticed he wasn't actually going over, just down.

When he opened his eyes, he was the same height as the boy before him. "What have you done?" Lukas panicked, breathing hard.

"Now you're not too old to play with me anymore!" Mathias yelled, joyously jumping around and Lukas stared on in shock as another group of small heads came around the corner.

Tino was small for his age. He had the same violet eyes as his father, the same pale hair as his mother. "Papa said to make sure Mathias wasn't causing trouble again." He grinned. "This doesn't look like trouble to me. What about you, Sve?" He asked, looking up at the boy who was, as opposite of him, quite tall for his age. The boy let out a non-committal grunt as he stepped out, looking over the group.

"Tino, Berwald, what are you two doing here?" Lukas groaned, knowing the whole group would be in trouble.

"Papa said to come make sure Mathias was being good and not causing you trouble." The boy grinned.

"Your dad definitely considers this causing me trouble! I'm the same age as you!" He gasped out and Tino grinned.

His parents were Irunya and Matthew. His mother's happy attitude, his father's intelligence. He was a force to be reckoned with in battle practice. He had a few problems with pronunciation due to his age and a few of the people around the castle had earned nicknames due to it, but as he grew older and his vocal abilities improved, the nicknames didn't fade. They were habit by now.

Berwald was always quiet, solemn and stoic, but he always said he was happy at everyone's side. His father was Ludwig, and though he did have a mother, the story was messed up, and no one seemed to be able to discover where her parts had gone to in the boy. He was practically a MORE serious version of his father, which was nothing like the rambunctious woman his mother had become.

Elizabeta, After hearing she'd cast a gender swapping spell on Alfred in another world, she decided to give it a try. She aimed for Gilbert. It missed and hit Feliciano. And it was a raging success.

"Hey, Lukas, I-" Lukas looked up, seeing Arthur staring at him in shock for a moment before looking around the room.

"The goddess visited Mathias in his sleep. Guess what she taught him?" Lukas sighed as Arthur stared before bursting into laughter.

"Looks like she showed him the way to immortality! You were so cute as a child!" Arthur grinned. "Amelia just had the baby. It's a boy. They're naming him Emil."

"Well, maybe I can get them to adopt me then. I've always wanted someone to call me 'Big Brother'. Lukas laughed.

As they made their way back up to the room, Arthur turned to the children.

"Remember, Emil's just a baby. Don't be too loud. Be good, alright?" The children all nodded as Arthur opened the door and the group came in. With his position, the first to see Lukas had been Ivan, who stared for a moment trying to figure out who the child was before realization dawned and he could only stare.

"Lukas?"

"I'm sorry, looks like you're down a drinking partner for a few years." Lukas sighed as he walked up and crossed his arms. His shirt hung from him, his boots and pants still down in the throne room.

"You're so cute!" Amelia sighed, looking down at the child and looked up at Ivan with wide eyes. "He's a child without a parent. Maybe we should adopt him?" She joked and Lukas blushed, his joke already being called out.

Ivan looked down at him and sighed.

"I don't see too many options. At least then he wouldn't be an orphan. People would think I'm keeping slaves again." Ivan rolled his eyes and Amelia laughed.

"Lukas, wanna see your little brother?" Amelia asked and Lukas stared.

He had figured it was just a joke. "Are you two serious?" He asked, looking between them and Amelia nodded.

"It'd make me happy knowing my babies have a kind older brother like you to take care of them." Amelia smiled and Lukas nodded, tears coming to his eyes.

He hated to admit it. He'd always hated that his family had died all that time ago. It was the one thing he'd honestly still wanted, but he could never seem to find it.

But now he had a family, and it seemed to keep growing. Arthur noticed the sudden quiet in his old friend and understood what had happened. He couldn't help but smile as Ivan lifted him and sat him on a chair, placing the wiggling bundle in his lap. Lukas looked down with wonder.

"Hey there." Lukas spoke softly, his voice scratched with emotion. "I'm your big brother, Lukas." He nearly whispered and Amelia looked up at Ivan with a grin.

And for the first time in a long time, everyone knew everything was going to be alright.

The end.

That's it for this story! Don't forget to look up Against his Will! Another fun story with Ivan! (I'm so addicted to writing him...)

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Jasmin