Okay~! This is the last chapter! Just tying a few loose ands up. Its from the point of view of Arthur so… yeah *grin*

Hope you enjoy it!

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Arthur fumed, damn that French bastard for distracting him especially like that! His face flamed red at the thought, marching down the hallway towards Matthew's room. That Russian had better not have laid a hand on his son! Or else! He growled, raising his fist to pound on the door then thinking better of it and giving a reasonable tap anyways. There was no reply. He knocked again a little louder and turned the doorknob, glaring into the room, expecting to find something completely different from what he found his eyes filled with.

Russia and his child were lying tangled in Matthew's sheets, asleep and breathing slowly. The Canadian was sprawled over the Russian, using his chest as a pillow. The marks on his body were obvious but he did not look… hurt. Far from it in fact, a small smile curves his lips, and Ivan's arms were looped loosely around his body, holding him close. His jaw dropped.

It was clear what had happened, and as much as he tried too he couldn't find a single sign that it had been anything but consensual. The Russian was gentle, his features calm and open in sleep; Matthew was relaxed, obviously completely sated. And another thing, he couldn't believe the thought had even crossed his mind but… they were beautiful together in this way. Scars on their loved skin, relaxed in each others presence, the light still on and clothing strewn across the room.

Even as he took this in the Russian twitched and opened his eyes, sleep leaving him quickly as he noticed the Englishman in the doorway. He looked a little troubled, looking down at Matthew, an unmistakable warmth stealing into his eyes before returning his gaze to Arthur. Arthur saw this, recalled Matthews earlier words, and made his decision. It wouldn't be easy; he and Russia were far from friends despite their time in the Allies, there were many grudges. The time in which he could forgive the Russian was far from coming any time soon, but for Matthew's sake… he would put them aside and give Russi- Ivan, a second chance. His voice was low but loud enough for the Russian to hear without waking his son.

"You had better be taking full responsibility for this." The Russian nodded with perfect seriousness. A light of relief and understanding flitted through his serious gaze. Making Arthur shake his head in disbelief at what he was about to say.

"I'm going to work on accepting this, however, lets make something full and bloody well clear, Russia. If you ever do anything that causes him pain I will personally find you, rip out your heart, cook it, and make you eat it. Are we clear? You know what people say about my cooking."

"Da, England. Let us hope it is never necessary, but if it is I'll save you the trouble and do it myself, trust me on that." The Englishman humphed, sweeping them with another glance before retreating from the room with the words:

"Good." He left, missing the happy smile that graced Matthew's features. He had heard the entire conversation.

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Francis stared as Arthur came into the kitchen with a small smile on his face. It was clear something had happened, he could only assume it was good based on the lack of screams or angry yelling that was going on.

"Bonjour, Mon cher… what has you in such a good mood?"

Arthur's scowl returned full force and he whacked Francis over the back of the head.

"Never do that again, Frog!"

"What? Drag you off? Or the other thing I did?"

"BOTH YOU WANKER!"

"Au contraire, you really cant call me a wanker after what we did not so long ago…?"

The sound of a smack rang through the house.

"If you don't shut up, you soon will be! For a very. Very. LONG. Time!"

"Alright! Alright! You win!"

"Humph. As always, you idiot."

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Short last chapter is short! I ended it on a little comedy… lol I like doing that! Thank you all for reading my story and reviewing so much! I appreciated every singly one and they all made me smile!

EVERY. SINGLE. ONE. u I still have a few more stories up my sleeve! (And three books full of unfinished fanfiction ideas * sweat drop*)

Love you all~!

~Seiliez Wingalas

P.s. Just in case I haven't said it yet, nothing belongs to me! wahhhhhhh! Hic hic wahhhhhh! *Baby wail*