A/N: Yes I have started up another one. XD; This one I wanted to write down before I forgot. This actually came from an idea from a Hetalia RPG board that I am on where America had intercepted the Baltic nations and is letting them stay with him for protection from Russia. He sees the Baltics as brothers, though somewhere along the way he fell hard for Lithuania.

The song is Whiskey Lullaby by Brad Paisley and Allison Kraus.

Hetalia, America, Russia, and the Baltic nations do not belong to me. They belong to Hidekaz Himyura.

The story does belong to me. Please R&R~

Alfred let out a quiet yawn as he walked into the door of his house, rubbing the back of his own next as he pushed the door shut with his foot. Meetings, meetings, and more meetings on top of being yelled and lectured at by his boss. Again. He at least knew he could come home to a clean home, good company, and to the loving arms of Liet. He would never deny their relationship; he served as a protector of the Baltic nations from Russia and somewhere along the way had fallen hard for the eldest.

"Liet! I'm home!" America called, blinking when he didn't get an immediate response. It was very unusual...He was usually immediately greeted with a hug and a kiss when he got home. America frowned as he walked around the house, calling "Liet? Ravis? Eduard? Anyone?"

When he received no answer, concern and worry boiled in the pit of his stomach as a sinking feeling tore at his insides. Alfred found himself without thinking running upstairs toward the bedrooms, pushing each of the doors open. His blue eyes dilated when in each of the rooms; he found the rooms to be torn apart with clothes thrown everywhere.

He then ran to his own room, finding it to also be torn to shreds. His eyes fell to a crumpled piece of paper on the bed, his face flushing of all color as he mechanically walked toward the bed. He slowly bent down and picked up the piece of paper, uncrumpling it before he read its contents.

Alfred's eyes immediately widened as his normally bright eyes fully dilated, his eyes squeezed shut as tears poured from the sides of his eyes. He let out a piercing scream as he tore and ripped at the paper, opening his eyes slowly as he watched the tiny paper bits flutter to the floor. His hands almost immediately raised and clung tightly to his own hair, his legs giving underneath him before he fell to his knees on the wooden floor below.

He felt himself fall into a bowing position, clinging and pulling at his own blonde hair as his eyes squeezed shut behind his glasses. Tears poured from the corners of his eyes, rolling down his cheeks and staining the floor just beneath him. He felt as though his heart had been ripped from his chest and stomped on repeatedly while the cold, taunting laughter of Ivan Braginski rang in his ears. The taunting laughter that told him that Lithuania was his once again, and there was nothing he could do to stop him.

"Gone...They're all gone..." He whispered shakily. Alfred let out a deafening yell as he pounded the floor beneath his hands. Russia had come while he was gone...The Baltics didn't have time to get to their hiding safe place...All gone...Including Liet.

She put him out like the burnin' end of a midnight cigarette
She broke his heart, he spent his whole life tryin' to forget

A/N: God this was only the first part and I'm already crying. Next chapter is probably going to come tomorrow, I apologize for this being so short. The lyrics will also pop up at the beginning of the next chapter.