Disclaimer: I do not own Hetalia Axis Powers and /or Hetalia World Series, I do have one thing in common, leaving my readers for some time but it's more like 'Tite Kubo leaving' not Hima-papa leaving.

'Mind speak', can be used between mates or the connection between Alfred and Matthew.
Normal Writing, should kinda be obvious what this is.
Bold and Italicized, it is for flashbacks/dreams/etc of the same variety because I like writing in this style.
Just Bold.. it's use is now thoughts! THOUGHTS!
Underlined – telephone conversations (for right now)

WARNING: My peeps, everything is basically decided with this story, it was very hard but it had to be done! But on the good hand, we have some time before this ever ends! And I'm a known procrastinator, but I don't give up on something that passes 6 chapters!

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Chapter Seven: Love & Snippets

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"They have a plan probably." Michael said sharply as he thought about his previous engagement with Ryker. "Bastard's probably already ran back to them."

Angelo smirked, "That's a good thing."

Michael watched as Angelo paced the room; hands behind his back, eyebrows furrowed in thought. Angelo was stoney faced as Michael watched him. There was something about this man that drew Michael to him but it wasn't something that Michael knew. But on the actual situation at hand, Michael was confused. Ryker was going to be their one way into the Nocte Lorem, they were going to manipulate him through his harem but now, their plan went to hell.

"What do we do?" Michael dared to ask. Angelo turned back towards him.

"We set them loose. Let them bring destruction and then easily walk in while everyone's trying to take back control." He said smugly.

Michael frowned, "But can... can they be trusted?" he quickly added, "I mean, they haven't been trained that well."

Angelo looked at him, "It'll be fine."

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Alfred laid back in his (Ivan's) bed, sighing softly to himself. He was confused. Early he had gotten his sister back after so many years, yet it didn't feel right. And then everything else had happened, leading to him entering a war, that might not end well for his side.

"Are you okay?" Ivan asked, laying next to him.

He sighed again, "Yeah... just unsure."

"About what?"

"Well... Rosa... this war... being here." Alfred mumbled.

Ivan crooked his head to face him, "What do you mean?"

Alfred looked to the side, "It just seems like everything is going too fast. First being turned, then getting Rosa back, then this war... what's next, a flying green bunny?" Alfred huffed lightly, "I don't know, part of me just wants to go back to when it was me and Mattie, alone."

Ivan hummed for a moment, "I cannot make it go back to that time." he said.

Alfred scrunched up his face, "I know, I know. The past is history, and you need only to pay attention to the present." He whispered.

"But... about your sister, you say that you are unsure about her, Да?" Ivan asked, only to get a nod from Alfred, "Well, you have not seen her in so long, and big sisters are known to be great liars. Nice and kind people but they lie about how they really feel. They hide things so the younger siblings do not have to worry. In due time, you will know what is the matter with her."

Alfred said nothing but pulled the blanket closer to him so he could think. Yes, it was true, Rosa had kept many secrets from them when they were younger, but... she wouldn't do that after they'd been separated, would she? "... Yeah..." He muttered after a little bit, "... Yeah..."

Ivan turned off the bedroom lamp and said, "Good night Sunflower, see you in the morning."

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Matthew flushed a red colour as Gilbert walked out of the bathroom, only a towel wrapped around his slim waist. Where was Alfred when he needed him! Matthew turned back to the book his was reading, it was pretty late and he should've been trying to go to sleep but he couldn't. Everything weighed heavily on his mind. The whole day had been just one whirlwind after another and it kinda annoyed him.

"Hey Birdie, what are you doing?" Gilbert asked, climbing into bed dressed in an black tank top and gray sweatpants.

Matthew put his book down, "Reading."

"Where the hell did you get the book?" Gilbert wondered, eyebrow raised.

"Papa Francis gave it to me." He answered and Gilbert grabbed at the book, only for it to be yanked away. "What are you doing"

Gilbert shrugged, "Francy-pants gave you the book, I gotta check to make sure it's not all about sex."

Matthew blushed again, "No! It's not about sex!" He rolled his eyes, "He would never give me a book about that!"

"Eeh," Gilbert tilted his head before getting under the blankets, "Don't be so sure, I've known Francis for a long time... he's done stuff like that before."

"...Oh..." Matthew flushed before adding, "It's a book about cooking though..."

"Why do you call him 'Papa Francis'?" He asked before Mattie put the book on the nightstand.

Mattie blushed, "Well.. you see, him and Arthur hired me and Al at their restaurant. We worked there for approximately 3 years before they decided to move back to England. We never knew why because the restaurant was so successful, but we wished them happy times in England and to stay in touch." Putting on a face, "They never did... I can see why though."

"Mhmm, the Higher Council ordered everyone back from all over the place; the Viciates were acting up and they were worried about everyone." Mattie nodded before smiling.

"Well, as I said, I understand now." Pushing himself under the blankets more, Mattie said, "Good night, Gil."

"G'night Birdie." Gilbert turned off the light, allowing darkness to take over.

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Rosa laid down next to Aleixo, pulling the blanket up to her chin. No words spoken between them two because all their words were spoken from their bodies. Aleixo could tell that she was nervous, scared, worried, and happy. Aleixo was ready to ask if she had taken her pills when he realised how much had happened today. His mate had just found her brothers after so long, had entered into a war that she had been trying to avoid; all of which could have bad effects on her.

"Are you okay?" he asked, snuggling closer to them.

Rosa sniffled lightly, "I just know, I can feel it." She said vaguely. "I... I don't know what to do."

"...I don't think there is anything you can do." He said, "Whatever happened has already happened and you can't change that. You know that."

She sniffled again, "I don't care. I want to do something to show them that I truly do love them. Leaving them wasn't my fault, I tried to get back to them."

Aleixo pulled her closer, "Yeah, you did but you got caught. I almost lost you and there is no way in Heaven or Hell that we're going to go through that again."

Rosa frowned, "It wasn't the getting caught part that hurt, it was what happened after that." She chuckled lightly, "And, no, we aren't going through that again."

Turning to turn the light off, Aleixo said, "Why don't you sleep on it, and then tomorrow, when you're mind's clearer, you can decide." She nodded, of course her husband was right. Tomorrow she would figure out a way to try and make it up to them for leaving them with... their parents and then they would be happily close again.

And if she couldn't fix everything, well, she didn't know what she was going to do.

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Victoria Kirkland walked around the neighborhood as part of the watch group, what with all this bull that was going on, the Higher Council decided that there were precautions that they were going to take. This being one of them.

Of course, she didn't exactly want to be walking around in the middle of the night, making sure nothing bad went down but it was part of her job description...

"Wait! No it's not!" She growled, before rolling her eyes. "I hate you Romulus." She added under her breathe.

"Why now?" A voice said from behind her and Victoria had to squint to see who it was.

"Lydia?" She asked, voice full of surprise.

The other woman chuckled, "You act as if I'm supposed to be dead."

"You are."

Lydia shook her head, "No, remember, I just left for a little bit, trying to find Aija."

Victoria just stared, mouth agape. She did remember and she remembered when Ulrich came back saying that both women died in an attack from the Viciates. That they were stuck in a locked room with a small window and Ulrich had watched as Michael lit the room on fire. Victoria was pretty sure that the older Vampyre could still hear their pained screams, at least if the way he looked sometimes was anything to go by.

But still... "Where's Aija then?" She asked and Lydia smiled.

"She went to go see Romulus." Lydia gave a look, "She wanted to go report what we found out."

"... And that is...?"

"Pia and Kally are dead." The light skinned woman sighed, "Angelo had the room we were in lit on fire before removing us from a secret passageway behind the wall. He had Pia and Kally, threatening us with them. Angelo was going to brainwash us and them before implanting us back here, in hopes to get information. He tried to use mind control but since we are older then he, it didn't work." Lydia stopped, taking in a deep breath before going on, "It was then he began mind control on the girls... oh Gods, it was horrid."

"Lydia, let's – let's go back to the Higher Council. We all need to hear this story and I wanna see Aija." Victoria interrupted as the tears began to fill her friend's eyes, threatening to fall even though the woman would never let them. Lydia nodded before following Vicky, all the way through the beautiful streets, the ones she had missed so much since she was stuck in Hell. Victoria handed her something, a rubber band to put her hair up and it was then Lydia realised that she looked less than presentable.

"How has everything been here?" She asked and Victoria looked hesitant to answer. "I will understand if you tell me you can't say anything." Lydia added.

"Good, because right now, until we are sure you've not been infected, I can't tell you anything." Victoria muttered.

Lydia nodded and they walked in comfortable silence to the main building and then to the Council room. Aija was standing in the middle of the room, while everyone else stood off to the side, debating – probably about her, but still the woman stood proudly. Even at only 5'2, with light blonde shoulder length hair and vivid jade eyes, Aija wouldn't let all the stares get her worried. She obviously knew who she was and she wasn't scared of their judgment, but she was surprised to feel herself be scooped up in a hug by Victoria.

"Aija! Oh, deorling!" Victoria spun her around before setting her on the ground again, "You're alright!"

"Vicky, could you come over here?" Absalon called to her, motioning towards the group. With a defiant look on her face, she shook her head.

"No, any discussions we will have about them will be spoken to them." She answered.

Absalon sighed, "Vicky, dear, please come over here."

"Absalon, no matter how many times you ask, I will not, not even in a million years, walk over there and discuss two of my best friends fate behind their backs. It is rude to talk about people without them knowing." Vicky smirked. "So, if we are to discuss them, can we discuss them to their face?"

The group sighed, there would be no convincing Victoria to talk in private because once the woman got her mind set on something, well, she was basically unbreakable. It was slightly annoying in all their opinions but they did have to deal with her... because she was very important and killing her would be bad... yeah... bad.

"Okay, we believe that this is a trick done by the Viciates." Afanasiia said bluntly, "This is all to coincidental that we began to have more problems with the Viciates and then they show up."

Aija nodded before speaking softly, "It is, isn't it but it's not. It's not coincidental, coincidences don't really happen."

"Is that a confession that you are truly being controlled by the Viciates?" Ulrich answered.

Lydia laughed, "No, it's not because we aren't being controlled."

"Then how is it not coincidental that you two show up after we enter a war, not just a never-ending fight, but a war with the Viciates?" Isis questioned, eyebrow raised.

Aija barked, "It's nothing you could ever hope to understand!" She stood still for a moment before going on, "They killed Kally and Pia. They murdered my babies. Angelo made us watch as he tortured them, made us watch as he tortured whoever came into his contact that he didn't like. That bastard was hoping that it would weaken us, hoping that he could train us to follow him like he did his little bitches that make his harems. It almost did but then he caught this sweet girl, not that old and he began to torture her but she wouldn't bend; wouldn't break. She talked to us about never giving up and that she couldn't because she had people to live for. She reminded us that we had to escape."

Lydia picked up, "Eventually she got free, we don't know how but she escaped and they tightened security on us. We might be older but there's no way we can beat 10 guys each before we get caught. Plus Angelo kept us weak; barely fed, always making sure we just survived with what we got. Though we escaped. When they weren't paying attention we managed to sneak past our guards, only having to kill at least one before running. Since we had no idea where we were, we got lost and then some very nice people took us in, not caring what we were and nursed us back to health. They told us we were on the outskirts of England, near the Channel."

The group looked around each other, ready to readmit their old friends into the group when Aija spoke up, "Where's Abelia?"

"Abelia... well... she left after you guys died, we haven't heard from her in years." Nahimana said softly.

"Just like Belia. Leave when she wants, stupid traveling bitch." Lydia spat under her breath, "Since you guys aren't going to make a decision about us until tomorrow, can we at least go to sleep? You can even have people watching us." She added.

"Yes!" Victoria said, "You two can stay at my place and these guys will not say anything, don't give me that look Afanasiia, you either Helen." She gave her own glare to the two women, not really caring why they were glaring at her before leading her friends out of the room and building. "I missed you both." She said as they began to walk towards her place.

"We can tell." Aija muttered, "You seem too quick to defend us though." Giving the other woman a look, she went on, "I don't understand why though."

"... The Fae tell me you're fine, tell me that you've yet to be controlled." She answered, "They tell the truth."

"...You and your magical creatures... jeez, you need new friends." Lydia joked shaking her head as they made their way into Victoria's small house.

"Sleep in the master bedroom, I need to get some whiskey." She told Aija who smiled lightly before leading Lydia upstairs.

Aija threw back the sheets before climbing in the bed, it felt so nice to go to sleep in a bed that wasn't made of rocks. Aija sighed heavily before realising that Lydia was watching her. "What?" She asked.

"Nothing, I'm just happy to see you being so happy..." Lydia crawled next to her, "It makes my insides all fuzzy."

"...You should get that checked out then." Aija said, closing her eyes."Now, shushie, I'm trying to sleep."

Lydia pouted for a moment, "...I can sense them..." Aija opened her eyes only to roll them before closing them again.

"I am ignoring you for the sake of sleep. If it's life or death please let me die... I'm too tired to deal with anything."

"But I can sense them... they're close by, we could-"

Aija sat up, turning towards the light haired, tanned woman, "Lydia, you know I love you but if you don't shut up, I just might kill you."

"... I'm taller." Lydia said before laying down herself. "I just wanted to tell you."

"Tell her what?" Victoria asked coming into the room.

Aija hesitated, "...She can feel them."

"Oh..., yes, we got some News. They're Gilbert and Ivan's mates." The English woman moved to sit down in the rocking chair, "We've also got Ryker and his... harem staying with us."

"Ooh~ Lay down with us, mon cher!" Lydia grabbed Victoria by the wrist and pulled her into the bed, "We cannot let you sleep in a chair when there are two perfectly fine bodies for you to lay next to."

Victoria shook her head, "How do you put up with her?" She joked.

"I love her... I think." Aija answered. "Now, everyone shushie so I can sleep!"

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If there was one thing Gilbert Beilschmidt knew it was that his house had never smelt like this before. His house smelt like Heaven... or what Heaven might smell like if he ever found a way to get in there. Gilbert stretched out his arms, not finding his little Birdie's form, which meant that Birdie was obviously downstairs making his house smell like this. Rubbing the sleep out of his eyes, Gilbert got up and made his way down the stairs, only to have his mouth basically salivate.

"Mhmm..." Gilbert moaned as he came face to face with his mate dancing around the kitchen, headphones in his ears hooked up to a device in his pocket. Mattie had a spatula in one hand and the end of a frying pan in the other. Smiling widely, Gilbert walked up behind him and put his arms around his waist. Mattie stopped moving and tilted his head lightly.

"...Gil.." He asked shakily.

Gil nuzzled his neck, "Yes, it's me. It'll always be me." Matthew was instantly reassured, still slightly put off but reassured nonetheless. "What are you making?" Gilbert asked.

"Homemade Pancakes." Mattie answered softly, "They're a specialty of mine."

Gilbert pulled away, "They'll taste delicious then... need any help?"

Mattie gave him a look, "Can you even cook...?"

Gilbert stuck out his chest, "Of course I do!" He said causing Mattie to laugh loudly. They both stopped their joking around when they heard someone knocking at the door. "I'll go answer that, then I can show you my awesome cooking skillz!" Matthew laughed loudly, while he walked to the front door, jerking it open with a smile. "Ye-"

"MATTIE!"

"Don't yell!" Arthur said from beside the teen. "Be respectful."

"Ahh, ignore him, mon Chou. It's just Arthur being Arthur." Francis spoke, waving his hand as if whacking a fly. "Ah, Bonjour Gilbert."

"...Hello..." Gilbert deadpanned, "What are you doing here?"

"We can smell Matthew's pancakes..."Arthur admitted, "And... well, we decided to drop in a make sure that you were treating him right."

Gilbert growled lightly before Ivan spoke up, "My mate dragged me here."

"Plus, I wanna hang out with my bro~" Alfred said before walking into the kitchen, "HEY MATTIE!" He pulled his twin into a bear hug, crushing him ever so softly. Alfred was pulled away by Rosa, who wrapped Matthew up into a hug.

'And how have you been?' Matthew sent to Alfred, who jumped a little.

Alfred grimaced, 'Pretty good... if you count waking up in Ivan's arms good.' A beat than, 'He's so soft! Like a polar bear~'

'And how do you know what a polar bear feels like?'

'They're furry, it's safe to say that they'd be pretty soft.' Alfred argued. Matthew stuck out his tongue and Alfred copied.

'Don't be weird... they're staring again.'

Alfred shrugged, 'Who cares?'

"And what, pray tell, are you two talking about?" Rosa asked, moving to get some orange juice. "Anything the rest of us should know?"

The boys looked at each other before answering, "No." They shook their heads together too, causing Rosa to laugh loudly.

"Of course not." She gave them a slight knowing glance before moving to sit at the table, "Well.. than lets feed thy sister, who in all the walking she did to get here, became very tired."

Alfred and Matthew bowed, "Well, thy sister of thine own flesh and blood, what would you liketh?" They said together.

"Well," She began, holding up a napkin, pretending it was a menu, "Handeth thou the best flat cakes in the world, pleasethe and thanketh."

Matthew went to the stove, plated five pancakes then walked them over to the table while Alfred got the maple (REAL) syrup and then poured some on the plate for Rosa. She rubbed her stomach before chowing down on them. "Everyone else, sit!" Matthew said, holding the spatula like a weapon. Everyone listened and Matthew began to plate the rest of the food, handing it to Alfred, who passed it off to the table. Ivan frowned lightly as he watched his mate do menial jobs. Alfred shouldn't be doing things like this, he thought. No instead, Alfred should be treated like royalty. Have everything handed to him, waited on hand and foot.

"... I feel like I'm working again..." Alfred muttered, while Matthew nodded.

"Feels good, doesn't it."

Alfred shrugged, "Kinda, well, 'least we won't find the cook and maître d' making out in the back office..." He shot a look towards Francis and Arthur, who turned away from prying eyes with heavy blushes upon their faces. "You both didn't feel like blushing when we found you like that." Alfred said, frowning slightly, "Wasn't pretty." he added.

"Ewww, you both had sex in front of my little brothers!" Rosa yelled, "You freaks!"

"Rosie." Alfred pouted, "They're not freaks, just... creepy old men who prefer to have sex in public places than their own place."

"Not making it better." Rosa said, frowning, "But don't worry, I won't kill anyone... yet."

"So.. Rosa, how was your night?" Matthew asked, changing the subject.

"Ah, it was fine. Me and Aleixo both fell asleep last night pretty quickly." She answered, "Like we always do."

…. "So no little nieces and/or nephews running around, waiting to call me 'Unky'?" Alfred asked seriously. Rosa shook her head.

"Nope, not yet." She sighed, "I'm not actually sure if there every will be. Aleixo doesn't seem to want to... uh... y'know."

"Oh." The older Vampyres said together, earning a glare from Rosa. A Vamprye not wanting to touch his or her mate was a huge problem, especially since most of them had a duty to carry on their names and procreating was the way to do that.

"He hugs and kisses me but... no sex... it kinda sucks." Rosa said quickly, "I don't get why either and I've talked to him and he says and I'm quoting him here, 'I don't want to force you'. Ha! As if he could force me, he's like a whole two inches bigger than me but truth be told and my babies know this, I've-"

"Worn heels bigger than most men's dicks so they can all screw off." Alfred and Matthew interrupted, "And maybe he doesn't want you to think that all he think about is having-"

They all jumped as they heard banging on the backdoor.

"Uh.. more friends coming for the smell of pancakes?" Matthew asked, voice wavering as he moved to stand next to Gilbert.

"Doubt it." Gilbert said.

Alfred reached over the counter and grabbed a knife, before moving forward, "Hello!" he called out but no answer.

Ivan moved to stand next to his mate, holding onto his arm ever so slightly. "I'll go to the door and you be ready to protect everyone, Да?"

Alfred nodded and Ivan began moving towards the back door. He looked out the window but saw no one before he opened the door to see two slumped figures laying on the doorsteps. "... Taurys... Feliks." He muttered, "Gilbert, get the medics, it's Taurys and Feliks, they're injured!"

Gilbert jumped into action, dialing his phone and quickly saying, "A code four, I repeat code four at the end of the Avenue."

Alfred moved forward, blocking Matthew's view but it was too late, Matthew was hunched over the waste basket, puking. Alfred cringed softly but still patted his back, offering comforting words. " 'S 'kay Mattie, they're fine." He said as he began rubbing circles into his back.

"Is your brother okay?" Ivan asked as two medics began to take care of Taurys and Feliks.

"Fine... he's... just sensitive when it comes to blood." Alfred answered leaning into Ivan's touch. Ivan began to stroke Alfred's hair before pulling him up from the scrunch he was in.

"We were told to bring everyone to the main building." Ivan said as Gilbert began to take care of Matthew, "... Also, Gilbert should take care of him, right?"

Alfred nodded but said nothing as they all began to walk to Gilbert's basement, where a tunnel that led to the Main Building was. No one said anything as they walked, two of them shocked at seeing that much blood, two surprised that two of the best were able to be injured like that and three who didn't know what to feel. When they arrived, Gilbert and Matthew went to the bathroom so Matthew could clean up a little and Ivan walked slowly next to Alfred, who had cuddled into his side for comfort. Alfred sighed as Ivan stopped before wrapping his arms around him, trying to stop the silent but warm, salty tears that had began to fall without his knowledge. He didn't know why he was crying, he hadn't known those two but... it must've been the fact that he couldn't comfort Mattie?

"Hm.. I'm not sure why I'm crying." Alfred muttered into the hug.

"Could it be you do not like seeing people in pain?" Ivan asked, Alfred nodded.

"Could be."

"Do you want to wait to go in? Dry your eyes and the like." Ivan spoke softly and Alfred pulled away. He moved his hand to wipe his face but Ivan beat him to it, softly moving his hand against his skin, taking care of his tears. Alfred bent his head lightly before Ivan lifted it with one hand and kissed him on both cheeks.

"Wha-?"

Ivan chuckled, "I do not like seeing you cry and when something cries you are supposed to love it." Kissing Alfred on the forehead, he continued, "And I am loving you."

"Hmm, I like it... I really do." Alfred mumbled, "But really, you shouldn't love me. I'm not pure."

"And neither am I." Ivan said, "So are we not perfect for each other?"

"... Maybe, maybe." They entered the meeting room, standing behind Arthur and Francis, while waiting for the High Council to show up. Gilbert and Mattie soon entered, Mattie hanging onto Gilbert, softly apologizing. Gilbert though wouldn't hear of it and kissed Mattie on the cheek, Alfred wanted to say something but opted out and then decided that he would only interrupt any of the Kraut's attempts if Mattie asked for it.

"Is everyone okay?" Romulus voice asked as he and the rest of the Higher Council bounded in. Everyone mumbled 'yes' all around the room, as most of them had been sleeping peacefully. Victoria entered the room with two new women who looked around surprised.

"Damn... lotsa new people." The taller women said only to be elbowed.

"Lydia, shut up." The shorter one said.

Victoria whipped her head around, "Lydia, Aija, shut up."

"What did you two do?" Afansiia demanded the minute the doors were closed.

"Nothing~" Lydia answered as Aija just stood there, looking at the woman.

Afansiia scoffed, "You cannot believe that we're that dumb?"

"They did nothing, I was with them the entire night." Victoria said, cutting into the conversation, "Neither of them even got up to go to the bathroom."

"Of course not." Afansiia said sourly, "So the night they returned, two of our men are attacked, another lost! And it has nothing to do with them?"

"It does not." Isis said, "Of this they are innocent."

"Oh, well thank you Icey." Lydia moaned sarcastically.

"Yes because we so desperately needed you to tell everyone that we were innocent in hurting those two boys. Really." Aija added scathingly.

"What do you mean?" Victoria asked, Lydia scoffed.

"Why would Aija hurt her ancestors? And why would I hurt my love's ancestors?" Lydia asked, "Did no one think about that?"

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Silence then, "Aija...? Miss Lydia?" Rosa asked, disbelief in her voice.

Both women turned towards her, "Rosa!" Lydia yelled before running to wrap the girl up in her arms.

"Hello Little One." Aija said, "And how have you've been?"

"Oh, I've been pretty well." She whispered to the woman. "When... how did you guys escape?" Rosa asked.

"We'll explain later darling~ Oh~ I'm so happy you are okay!" Lydia squealed.

Ulrich cleared his throat, "We still have the issue of one of our men, Raivis, being missing." He said.

"We'll make search parties, look all-"

"You don't need to." A new voice said. The women who spoke stood in the background, a small teenager sitting beside her, sipping on a cup of hot... something. The teenager was wrapped up in a green blanket, shivering like one of those small dogs and breathing deeply. "Took you some time." The women said, brown hair flowing past her butt, and her forest green eyes piercing the people who dared to look at her.

"Abelia..." Nahimana said shortly and tersely. Abelia nodded her head slightly, before turning towards Alfred and Matthew.

"Twins... hmm, Alfred Fredrick Jones and Matthew Trudeau Williams. Born on the border during a terrible winter storm. Sister, Rosa Maria Jones, born six years prior. Mates to all three are Aleixo Carriedo, Ivan Braginski and Gilbert Beilschmidt." Abelia paused, "It's a pleasure to meet you three up close."

"..." Alfred moved in front of Matthew and Rosa moved in front of both, curling her lip threateningly.

"Oh, Rosa, If I was to hurt your brothers or you I would've already done it. I'm just here to return little Raivis to his home." Abelia chuckled. "Plus you cannot hurt me."

"How do you know us?" Rosa asked, growling softly, "No one, and I mean NO ONE, knows either of their middle names."

"I know it because I was there when they were given the names. I was pretending to be a nurse, and I was there when you were born so I know your full name, Miss Rosalinda Maria Maya Theresa Sanchez Williams Jones." Abelia said moving closer to the girl and leaning next to her ears, "I know everything."

"Belia, stop." Romulus said coming close to her, "Do not taunt the Newer."

"Fine." Abelia pouted slightly before moving back to the teenager and kissing him on the head, speaking so low only he could hear her. Raivis nodded at her words before she made her way to the door. "Leaving."

"Don't!" Alfred said, everyone turned towards him, "Just... stay... maybe... y'know, you just did something heroic and my bro cooks awesomely and so does Rosie and... stay?"

Abelia left the room and Alfred followed her, Matthew shortly behind him. She paused in her walking, "Tell me why I should stay, tell the truth." She said, smirking slightly as she turned to face them.

Alfred looked back at Matthew before talking, "Because... I- We... * sigh * Y-you can help us!"

"How?" She asked.

"I, for once in my whole heroic life, don't know but I know you can. So.. help, it's the right thing to do." Alfred answered, "... There's people who are holding out that me and Mattie will become someone that we're not. They want us to become their mates and we don't know what that holds and you said you've been watching us, which is all too creepy, since we were young so you know about our past and you can help us with them!"

"...Fine but you have to tell them that you wish to be trained by me." She said moving back towards them, "If you don't, then I won't stay."

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Hi, it's me. I know I said I wasn't going to put two authors notes but this is because I want to explain where I've been which is... welll... ummmmm, we, meaning the people I currently live with have no internet which means I can't upload which means a lot of sad miis. Anywho, my awesome sister, who shall remain nameless is the sweetest person in the world and is letting me use her laptop to upload my stories. So everyone, thank her! :) But I'm working on chapter eight right now, and everything so don't fret.