Here we go! The alternate ending if Scotland went for Independence. This is the same as the no vote chapter up until the vote so you can skip if you want!

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Please Don't Leave Me! Chapter 2:If Scotland Had Voted Yes

Arthur was lost in darkness and silence. He had no idea how long it had been but then he could hear a regular, rhythmic sound, just at the edge of his hearing. A muted beeping noise.

The sound got louder and was joined by low murmuring sounds. The murmuring became voices as he tried to open his eyes but he was too weak. Why was he too weak?

He remembered being on the motorway, then he remembered the blinding lights, the impact.

Had he been in an accident? Was he in hospital? It made sense as the beeping noise sounded like that noise that heart monitors make. His hearing sharpened and he could recognise the voices and what they were saying.

"... what like?" he heard Alfred's voice say.

"Declaring your independence from England!" That sounded like Allistor. Arthur wanted to know too.

"As America, it came easier than you'd expect," came the reply. "After all, it's what my people wanted. As Alfred, it was the hardest thing I ever did. Arthur raised me. I loved my big brother, although he didn't want me to call him that. I never understood why."

Arthur thought back to the time when he claimed Alfred as his brother. When Alfred said he would call him Big Brother, all kinds of bad memories of Allistor and Rhys came to mind and maybe a slight fear that he might treat Alfred the same way if he called him that so he told Alfred to call him Britain.

"Do you ever wish you hadn't become independent?" Arthur wanted to know this too.

"I wish it hadn't been necessary," he heard Alfred say. "But Arthur was too overprotective, he wouldn't let me do anything. I had to become independent to become my own person, to prove I could stand on my own two feet. But it damaged my relationship with Arthur and it took awhile to be back on speaking terms with him. The War of 1812 didn't help, either."

Arthur had never thought about how his protectiveness might have smothered the ripe for rebellion, equivalent of teen aged, America. He thought Alfred had just grown to hate him. He had just wanted to look out for his little brother the way no one had seemed to look out for him. Had he really gone too far?

"Is this about that Scottish Independence thing?"

Good question, Arthur thought but he did not hear an answer.

"I can't tell you if it's the right thing to do, man," Alfred said. "But your people should think about it carefully. Once it's done, there's no going back!" There was silence.

Then there was the sound of someone's stomach growling. It has to Alfred, Arthur guessed and he heard Alfred laugh.

"I better go get something to eat," he said. "You coming?" Alistor did not answer and Arthur heard Alfred leave the room.

He felt Allistor take hold of his hand.

"I don't know how this is going to work out, bunny," he heard Allistor say. "I don't know what'll happen if my people vote for independence. Maybe it'll be for the best in the end. I can't keep it in forever but I can't let anyone see. I can't love you like a brother any more, I'm too far gone for that now."

What was Allistor saying?

And then he felt lips pressed against his. Had his brother just kissed him? The lips moved away.

"I love you, bunny! I'll always love you, no matter how this all turns out."

Allistor had just confessed to him! His brother loved him that way? Suddenly everything made sense. Rhys had told him, a couple of centuries ago, the reason for Allistor and Rhys's treatment of him when he was a child. Arthur had called both of them wankers and then talked long into the night with Rhys, coming to an understanding with his previously estranged brother which was why he did not understand Allistor's reluctance to bury the hatchet.

Now he realised Allistor had been keeping Arthur at arms length because of his feelings for him. Allistor was in love with him. With him!

Relationships between sibling nations was not quite the same as between human ones. When countries made alliances, the personifications would marry. Familial connections made no difference but there was still a certain awkwardness attached to it. For sibling nations to willing have a relationship with each other would certainly raise eyebrows.

But the attraction was not entirely one-sided.

He heard Allistor's footsteps move across the room and he was finally able to force his eyes open in time to see Allistor leaving the room. Could he finally do it? Could he act on the secret passion he had kept hidden for the past few centuries?

"I love you too, you celtic wanker!"

When the others came back from the cafeteria, it was to the sight of Doctor McKinley and a nurse hovering around Arthur's bed. Unable to see Arthur for the doctor's back they feared the worse.

"What's happened?" Rhys demanded. The doctor stepped to one side with a smile and revealed that, although weak, Arthur was awake. Everyone gathered around Arthur's bed except Allistor who was still outside, smoking. The doctor and nurse gave them some privacy.

"Iggy!" Alfred shouted. "Ya scared the hell out of us, man." Seamus went to hug his brother but did it carefully so not to hurt him.

"Hon hon hon," Francis chuckled. "You certainly know how to get our attention, mon petit lapin (my little rabbit)."

"I didn't do it on purpose, frog," Arthur snapped,weakly but showing he was on the road to full recovery. Patrick came forward.

"Just try not to do it again," he said. "I'm not sure we can take it."

"I'm not planning on it."

"What's going on?" Allistor's voice rang out from the door. Rhys went to meet him.

"Arthur's awake!" Allistor shot to the bed, Seamus and Patrick making room for him. Arthur still looked weak but at least his eyes were open but when he looked at Allistor, there was a strange look in his eyes.

"Allistor," he said, a little unsure.

"How are you, bunny?" he asked.

"I've been better," Arthur replied. "What happened to me, anyway?"

"An over-tired lorry driver fell asleep at the wheel and crossed the centre of the motorway into your lane," Rhys explained. "Your mini cooper's a write off, by the way."

"Pity," Arthur commented. "I really liked that car."

"Sorry about this," the doctor had returned. "But Mr Kirkland needs to rest now."

Each of them said their goodbyes and promised to visit the next day. Allistor was the last to leave looking back at Arthur to find him looking back at him with a strange look in his eyes.

He pondered as he left but then dismissed it from his mind.

Doctor McKinley was amazed at Arthur's rate of recovery. In just under two weeks, Arthur was ready to be discharged. An investigation into the accident showed that the lorry driver and many of his colleagues were under pressure by their bosses to do deliveries in the least amount of time, even having their jobs threatened. The police were dealing with it.

Arthur returned home and his brothers took turns watching over him. Other nations came to visit him and soon he was back on his feet. He had a long talk with Alfred about why he had wanted his independence which surprised the american nation. Arthur normally avoided that topic like the plague but they finally brought their feelings about it into the open and felt better for it. They would still bicker from time to time but they were closer now than they had been since the time they were still brothers.

The only person that did not come near after Arthur returned home was Allistor. He felt too awkward around Arthur and he was busy with the upcoming vote. The countdown had started.

Then, all too soon, the day had arrived.

The vote for Scottish Independence!

Scottish citizens came out in droves to cast their votes to decide their future. The UK and, indeed the world, could only sit and wait until the deadline for voting closed and then to wait for the counting to be completed.

As the counting officer made her way to make the final announcement, Scotland and the rest of the UK held it breath.

World Meeting, Washington.

There was a new seat added to the table. The scottish people had voted and in another year and a half there would be another country. Although Scotland's independence would not officially happen until the 24th March, 2016, Allistor was still entitled to attend the world meetings, to ease into the job, as it were. Everyone was there early, even America, as this would be the first world meeting since the vote and the first time England and Scotland would attend as separate countries.

Arthur arrived first and tried to ignore all the eyes looking at him as he move to his seat. Allistor's seat was three chairs away next to France as if trying to keep the two brothers separate but not to be so obvious as to put them at opposite sides of the table. It had been suggested to put Allistor next to Alfred but it seemed like rubbing salt in the wounds to seat him next to someone else who had also become independent from England.

Arthur sat down as if he did not have a care in the world but the other nations knew he must be hurting. Most of them had known the pain of losing a nation or colony as it struck out on its own. Ivan was unusually sympathetic, Russia having lost many countries when the Soviet Union collapsed but Arthur did not want sympathy as he looked around at everyone staring at him.

"What!" he demanded. Everyone averted their eyes, not wanting to get into an argument, at least not before the meeting.

Then all eyes turned to the door as it opened and Allistor stood in the doorway. He almost immediately spotted Arthur and their eyes locked for a full minute as the other nations looked back and forth between the brothers like a tennis match.

Arthur and Allistor had seen each other since the vote for work reasons. Negotiations had already begun for the hand over of power to the scottish government, discussing laws and administration to set Scotland up as a separate country and, as the personifications of the two countries, they had to be part of it but these meetings were kept to the point with no discussion about personal matters.

Allistor was still coming to terms with his feelings for his younger brother and would have to meet with Arthur more over the next one and a half years as Scotland moved towards becoming a separate nation. After that he hoped he would not have to spend so much time with Arthur. The more he was with him, the harder it became to fall out of love. Thank god Arthur was unconscious when Allistor confessed his feelings to him.

Arthur, on the other hand, thought a lot about that day. He had always found Allistor physically attractive and sometimes wondered what if but the brother thing got in the way and Arthur never thought Allistor would even consider such a thing. To hear Allistor confess his love had been a shock and perhaps an opportunity. Until the vote happened.

Allistor took his seat and pretended not to see everybody looking his way as Germany started the meeting. Allistor was not giving any presentation and would not until he was officially declared a country so he sat back and listened.

Alfred was up first with his usual pitch, solving global warming by genetically engineering superheroes and getting the usual round of derision. And as usual, the arguments and bickering did not take long to start.

Everyone was expecting a squabble between Arthur and Allistor but they sat in their seats and just let everyone else fight. Which stopped when, suddenly, Allistor leapt out of his seat with a roar and attacked Francis.

"You don't say that about my brother," he bellowed and began pummelling the french nation as said nation covered his face to protect it. Allistor was ready to kill so Arthur grabbed him and tried to pull him off Francis. Allistor was stronger than him so Alfred grabbed him too and between them they managed to drag Allistor out of the room and into an empty office nearby.

Although they had been three seats away from each other, Allistor had been hyper-aware of Arthur the whole time and being close to his only love and unable to claim him had stretched his nerves to breaking point.

So when Francis said that England really must be the black sheep of Europe if all his nations kept wanting to leave him, Allistor lost it and went for him.

Arthur and Alfred dragged him out of the world meeting room and into an abandoned office. He tried to get back out to get at France again but they pushed him back away from the door.

"Allistor," Arthur ordered. "You'll stay here and calm down." Allistor huffed and turned his back, a quivering tower of rage. Arthur turned to Alfred.

"Alfred, can you leave us alone for a while?" he asked.

"You sure, Iggy?" Arthur did not even reprimand Alfred for the nickname.

"Quite sure!" Alfred left the room.

"What was that about?" Arthur asked. "What did Francis say about me that made you want to kill him?" Allistor did not answer.

"He didn't call me the black sheep of Europe, did he?" Allistor looked up.

"How did you know?"

"He calls me that every world meeting," Arthur replied, chuckling. "I'm immune to it now. Although, after the beating you just gave him, he might refrain for a while."

"Why do you let him get away with it?" Allistor shouted, still running on rage. "Why do you put up with it? Are you in love with him or something?"

"With that perverted frog!" Arthur exclaimed. "Are you out of your bloody mind?"

"Whatever," Allistor snapped. "You know what, it's your damn life. I'm just glad I'll be out of it soon." He turned to leave the office.

"That's not what you said in the hospital!"

Allistor stopped in shock. No! Arthur had been unconscious at the time. Hadn't he?

"'I can't keep it in forever but I can't let anyone see'," Arthur quoted. "'I can't love you like a brother any more, I'm too far gone for that now'. Then you kissed me and said 'I love you, bunny. I'll always love you, no matter how this all turns out'."

"You were awake!" Allistor accused. "You pretended and eavesdropped …..."

"I was awake," Arthur replied. "But I was too weak to open my eyes. And I heard everything." Allistor went red.

"Don't worry," he snapped. "I'm not going to start stalking you like Belarus does to Russia. I'll be my own country soon, we'll see less of each other and I'll get over it." Arthur came in close to Allistor.

"Maybe I don't want you to get over it," he said. He reached up and lightly kissed Allistor. Allistor stepped back in shock.

"What are you doing?"

"You think you're the only one struggling with their feelings," Arthur replied. "I've loved you for a while now. Ever since Rhys told me the real reason you made my childhood a misery. You're a pair of idiots, you know that?"

"All this time?" Allistor asked.

"Why do you think I didn't want you to leave the UK?" Arthur replied. "I didn't want to lose the one I love. But I lost you anyway." Allistor took Arthur in an embrace.

"No, you haven't," he said, passionately. "I might not be part of the UK any more but you won't lose me." And his lips crashed down on Arthur's.

Lost in a passionate kiss, the two nations did not realised that they had an audience. When Allistor and Arthur did not return to the meeting room, the other countries came looking for them.

"Ve~ It's just like me and fratello," came a familiar italian voice.

"Shut up, idiota!"

Arthur and Allistor looked around to see a number of nations by the door, just inside the room. Germany's eyebrows were hitting the ceiling and Italy had a happy, dreamy look on his face while Romano looked ready to slap him upside the head, Spain looking at both of them with a bemused expression. Hungary and Japan was doing everything in stereo. Stereo cameras and stereo nosebleeds.

Switzerland was threatening to shoot them for corrupting his innocent little sister and Liechtenstein was looking between the two brothers and Switzerland with a gleam in her eye. France was smiling a knowing smile. He had suspected their feelings for sometime, after all, he was the country of love.

Russia was just glad Belarus had not seen this. She did not need any more encouragement to pursue her own brother and America, for once, was too stunned to speak.

"Yes," Arthur said. "Allistor and I are in love. Anybody have anything to say about it?"

"You're brothers, Allistor's becoming independent from you and you decide to have a love affair?" Alfred asked, finding his voice at last.

"Jealous you never thought of it, laddie?" was Allistor's smirking response.

"Hell, no!"

"Whatever floats your boat," Germany said, not wanting to get involved in this. "We still have a meeting to get through. Shall we get back to it?"

The countries filed out with Hungary taking one last photo, Arthur and Allistor being the last to leave.

"They took that well," Arthur commented. "It looks like we were worrying for nothing."

"They'll speculate for a while," Allistor replied. "Then they'll lose interest."

Scotland left the UK but Allistor did not leave Arthur and he and Arthur began a union of their own.

So that what the chapter would have been if Scotland went with yes. I hope you liked it as much as the other chapter.

To mimi-chan and aliling-chan – Yeah! Sorry about that. I was using the scottish vote as a back drop and didn't want to get into the politics too much but thank you for the praise.

To furrfurr – Thank you. I do try my best and your review tells me I'm doing something right.

To Guest – Your wish is my command.

To Yeshe Dawa – Thank you so much. This was a requested pairing and I did what I could with it. I'm so glad you liked it.

To Scarlet Phantom – Glad your enjoying your story. Did you think it would end up this long? And I hope you liked the alternative ending.

To Guest – You're absolutely right. I meant for Germany to mean that Scotland was a separate country and I've now changed 'not a country' to 'still part of the UK'. Thank you for pointing it out. And I've always thought of the Scotland character as being bad-tempered, ready for a fight but not abusive (Except when he bullied England when he was younger but you've read my head cannon about that in this story) and I like to stay as close to the character as possible.

To Lia – Once again, thank you. I never thought this would be as popular as it was. You guys rock.

To violetdemon – I'm glad you like it. As I never think of Scotland as a real sadist I would never write him that way. He has flaws but all the Hetalia characters do, none of them are prefect but that's why we love them. I hope you liked the alternative chapter.

Well that's that. Hope you enjoyed.

Hasta la Pasta!

Author's note: I would like to say that I didn't take sides on the Scottish Independence Vote either before or after so please, no more political reviews. I would be every so grateful.