This is in fact the same plot as My Savior, My Protector. I just decided to re-write it so i (as well as my readers) can see how much I've grown in a year's period (For My Savior My Protector was actually written February 2011).

Enjoy :D

-Emmy.

Ivan stumbled his way into his cold home, shutting his front door behind hat was thrown in a random direction, his shoes left by the door, the only thing that remained was his jacket and scarf. Throwing his tired body onto a tan couch stationed in the middle of his living room, he let out a draw out sigh. Things were getting difficult, he realized quickly after feeling just how much he ached everywhere.

He would have fallen asleep in that very spot, was it not for a knock, that sounded extremely forgien, at his door. The tall male threw his hands into the air in slight frustration before he pushed himself off the soft couch and making his stumbly way to his door.

He gripped the knob, but didn't turn it yet. He closed his eyes for a moment to regain focus, before his squeeky knob was turned. A sudden rush of cold hit his body, him flinching slightly at the sultry way it hit his face.

"Privet Ivan[1]." A slim, brown haired male greeted the nation. Assumed to be his wife stood next to him, a little bundle in her arms.

It took Ivan a moment to figure out what was in the bundle, but eventually it caught up with him and he offered for them to come into his home. "Thomas... Edine, please come in." He opened the door wider so they could enter.

The much smaller woman smiled warmly at the large country before following her husband into the house. Silence insued for a few fleeting moments before Ivan finally dicided to speak out, "I haven't seen the two of you since the child was born months ago. How are the two of you?"

Edine smiled at him again, "We're doing great Ivan, though i'm extremely fatigued... Emma keeps me up in most hours of the night." The woman chuckled softly. Noticing how Ivan was eyeing the child in her arms, she offered, "Would you like to hold her?"

Violet eyes watch in amusement, before he replied with a simple, "Da[2]."

The woman beemed before gently placing her child in the arms of Ivan. The child, he noticed, looked up at him with large brown eyes, framed expertly with thick little eyelashes. Her short brown hair was pulled into a half bow, some of the strands of fine hair sticking out in all directions. But then, her eyes were attracted to something that was on Ivan's uniform. The star sewn onto his uniform glittered with the dim light of the living room, making the very young baby reach out and attempt to grab it.

"Ivan..." Thomas began slowly, "We came here to ask a favor..." His gaze turned upwards so he could look at the male who just talked. "We, as parents who love their child very much, fear for her future... You do know that we are under the rule of Austria right now.."

Ivan, who was confused as to where the conversation was going, looked at Edine as she began talking in a slightly paniced voice. "Ivan, we beg you to protect her.. I don't want my... our child being taken away from us by Austria or others... I couldn't handle such a thing."

Thomas quickly added, "She is the next heir to Slovenia. Actually... she's the only one left. She's the alst fleeting hope for our country and our people. We greatly realize that we are indebt to you so much, but she is in futile danger."

Ivan glanced down at the baby, who had fallen asleep and replied with a , "I don't care that you are indebt to me. If she is in danger, i will do my best to protect her for the two of you, for you two are my closest friends."

1-Hello Ivan.

2-Yes.