It's been over a month. Over a month since the personification of the United Kingdom went missing. Over a month since the British government and MOD began to panic and search. Over a month of keeping it secret from the public, of blaming the Communists, of slowly forgetting. Over a month since I last saw him and knew that he was okay.

All I need is for him to be safe.

They may call this…thing that me and Ivan are caught up in a 'Cold War', but behind the political guises and the forced smiles, it's far from cold. It's a hot burning flame of hate, passion and revenge, caged by caution and fear. Fear of starting a nuclear war, and fear of the enemy's strength, his intelligence, his weapons, of how far he's willing to go to win.

I know that Ivan has him. I can feel it in my very core.

There's no one else who would try this, take him to hurt me. But I can't just bust in there with all guns blazing, no. Politics between our 'two camps' is so intense that if I even spit in Ivan's general direction it could start a nuclear holocaust. This is so frustrating because I don't know how many weapons he has, how much intelligence or what he's doing to Arthur right now.

I want him back.

I need to figure out a plan, and fast.