Same time at the world meeting
"Alfred's gone. Gone. Disappeared, probably d-dead by now."
"What?" The Prime Minister took a couple of steps back and openly gaped.
"He ran into Al Qaeda, who had developed a bomb to corrupt peoples blood. . ."
"And then they shot him down. . ."
A little bit after in Israel
"Let's see. . ." Aliza scanned her dad's closet. "These will fit."
She gave Alfred the clothes and left the room returning when he signaled that she could come in.
"So how am I supposed to learn Hebrew?"
This was going to be a long experience.
A while after in Israel
At first, people had question who he was, but once he became fluent in Hebrew he passed off as her brother. Slowly and sadly, she grew closer to Alfred. She didn't want to give him the one possession of his that she still kept.
It was an old aged journal that recorded all of his past since he had learned to write. She was shocked at first that Alfred was America, but he looked American and it explained why he never seemed to age.
She knew he'd realize one day and she'd have to give him his journal, but he wasn't expecting it to be so soon.
"Ali, whatcha readin?"
"Oh nothing." She hid the journal under some blankets and faced Alfred.
"Come on what is it Ali?"
"Nothing. Anyway you need to speak Hebrew not English so people don't realize your different!"
"Ali, what people?"
His hands dove under the blankets and pulled out the journal.
"No! Don't read it! I don't want you to leave me!"
Aliza clung onto Alfred's arm while his eyes lit up with surprise.
"I'm sorry. I should of told you from the beginning. I guess I just liked having company. . ."
He flipped open to page one and started to read; memories flickered over his face, some of joy and some of sadness and regret.
"I love this time I'm spending with you Ali, but I have to tell the others that I'm alright."
You could almost hear her heart break as Alfred wrapped his arms around her.
"I wish I could of spent more time unaware Ali. I wish that we hadn't fallen in love."
She looks up at him as surprise and shock register on her face.
"You love me?"
"Yep. I love you Ali."
"Then I should tell you something. My name isn't just Aliza, it's Zion, Israel. . .
I was amazed at the way you smiled and went about life when you had just been shot down.
Your azure eyes filled me with hope of peace for the future and your kindness to a random stranger you had never met before inspired me."
"Israel. Ali. Do you want to come with me, my love?"
"You know I'd go anywhere with you, America."
And, underneath the blossoming sky was where they shared their first kiss.
