-Seven and a half months earlier-
Alfred had just stepped out of the shower, towel around his waist. He sat on the toilet seat, staring at the white stick in his hand. It had said wait 5 minutes for result, and He'd heard that waiting for a test like this felt like forever, so he left it on the countertop next to the sink and took a shower to help the time go faster, but he still had another minute. The boy kept glancing at the watch in his hand, the at the test in the other.
"Comon... comooon" he urged it on quietly. 30 seconds left, god this was horrible. He placed both down on the sink and paced the small bathroom of England's home. That's right, he was dumb enough to do it there. The watch ticked on, finally signalling the time was up. Alfred snatched up the stick and stared at the slowly colouring strip. he grabbed the box up and read over the instructions at least 5 times.
Both objects fell into the sink and Al slid the ground. Dammit! It was positive, this was so fucked up! He couldn't believe he was pregnant. How was it possible? Recently they'd given Arthur topping a go, it had failed miserably but at least they knew never to do it again. Plus Matthew and Gilbert had a few of their own little ones so if Mattie could have children Al could to.
Alfred smacked his head into the counter. Dammit! Dammit! Dammit!
A knock came from the bathroom door.
"Al? Are you going to be much longer? I need the bathroom too you know"! Arthur called from outside.
"OH! Yeah, I'll be right out" Alfred grabbed the Pregnancy test and shoved it down the front of his towel, opening the door and stepping out. Arthur was there, towel over his arm waiting to have a shower.
"Alfred, are you okay you look a bit shaken" Arthur said, reaching out to grabbed his arm. Alfred avoided the grip easily and smiled at his boyfriend.
"Yeh I'm fine, perfect!" he lied through his teeth. How the hell was he going to tell Arthur.
He stumbled forward, gripping the wall as he stared in. There in the middle of the room, was Ivan, Holding his son.
"I didn't know you had adopted children Alfred" he said holding the baby in the crook of his arm, Alec was quietly gumming the Russian's Gloved finger. The tiny child eyes were half open, glancing at His Mother and the large man holding him, those large beautiful blues, exact copy of Alfred's on the child's face.
"Is this why you won't come to Meeting Alfred, you adopted a child, you shouldn't be so careless, I'm sure they wouldn't mind if you bring this little one alo..."
"I didn't adopt him" Alfred choked, Tears falling down his face at an alarming rate,
Ivan stared as Alfred burst into tears.
"H-he'd not adopted Ivan, he's mine!" he said simply.
"so, you had an affair with a human...?"
"NO YOU DUMBASS!" Ivan jumped slightly at the outburst. "I mean it, Alec is mine, my own blood, he came from me!"! Alfred slid to the floor, a complete wreck, his secret was out, Ivan would tell and Alec would be known. He didn't want that to happen, he didn't need Arthur knowing about their son, he was the last person he wanted to know. Not after the way he left him.
As the not so mighty American sat there bawling his eyes out, Ivan had walked over and sat beside him, patting his back in an I'm-trying-to-be-comforting way. Alec kept his tiny fists clenched around the glove then Russian had taken off so the baby could continue to gum it. Ivan knew a thing or two about children, he had raised Belarus, and he was always looking after the children and people of his country.
"Hush Alfred, you do not want to upset you son now do you" it wasn't a question, more a fact.
The tears slowly stopped flowing and Alfred leaned against Ivan, holding onto the larger mans arm. The Nation simply put an arm around the weeping blond, he'd seen this thing with widows at his house, often in first time mothers still learning to cope.
The baby noticed that lack of attention he was receiving and hiccupped before letting out a full force wail. Alfred didn't respond when Ivan tried to hand the child over, he simply sat staring at Alec, making no move to take him. The look on the boy's face made Ivan's heart swell with pity. He looked so tired, the heaviness Ivan had felt before was probably left over baby fat, especially looking at the age of the infant.
Ivan frowned, trying to force Alfred to hold the child but his attempts were futile. Alec wailed into Ivan's chest. "Alfred I think he's hungry" that seemed to snap Al out of his daze. The Russian watched as Alfred took the infant, but he shot Ivan a look that said look in another direction, so he did.
Alfred undid his shirt and held the tiny blond up to his chest, there should be something there now. Alec ate like him, which was a lot. Alec immediately latched onto the A-cup sized lump in his chest. Alfred flinched when he saw Ivan staring at them intently.
"I didn't know men could do that" the large Russian said thoughtfully. Alfred felt his sweat drop. Matt did this too, but always insisted on using bottles (much to Gilbert's disappointment) "You're a lot livelier when he's with you" was Russia's second observation.
"I need to be, otherwise nothing would get done." Alfred sighed. A thought that had pushed its way into the backs of their minds came forward.
"You should go to the meeting, they'll be wondering where you are" the words sounded gritted. Ivan nodded and stood.
"Well, Alfred is clearly ill da?" Alfred raised an eyebrow, not quite catching what Ivan was up to. "Ill will tell them about how terribly sick you are, and clearly unable to come to any meeting till, next month? " Al caught on.
"Thank you" he whispered. Ivan simply grinned; he had no intention of telling the UN about Alec, not just yet. But for now he would give Alfred time to gather himself up.
"If you ever need help, just call Da? I will be more than happy to assist" he said before climbing down the stairs and out of the house.
Alfred just sat there, leaning against the doorframe of Alec's bedroom, silently blessing Ivan for giving him that little extra time before doomsday.
-At the UN meeting-
The UN took quite a while to calm down today. Canada was pleading with Gilbert to help him with the twins, Yao and Kiku were trying to save themselves from Yong-soo, Feliciano had fallen asleep on Ludwig's shoulder, and Francis was trying to get into his current boyfriends pants.
Ivan walked in and sat down in his seat, tucking his glove into his pcoket as he left the other at Afreds and would look ridiculous with a single glove. his arrival didn't go unnoticed. Arthur noticed very much that Ivan hadn't brought back the person he was meant to. Once pried from Francis's groping arms he went to ask.
"Where's Alfred you said you'd collect him" Arthur tried to mask his irritation, Ivan could easily beat him to a pulp.
"I'm afraid our American is extremely sick, he looked absolutely horrible when I went to see him." Ivan told the truth, even if it was slightly twisted.
A few people looked over, they'd all been extremely worried about Alfred during his long period of absence. If he was sick then it gave a good explanation, but now the question was with what.
Matthew began fretting. Arthurs face softened a little.
"How long"? The question was simple but held quite a bit of meaning.
"I'm not sure, id say about 10 months. He should be able to attend next month, but best no one bother him till then" Matthew continued to fret, setting off the crying of the 1 year old twins in his arms. Gilbert was forced to hold his daughters till Matt calmed down.
Arthur was standing beside Francis, completely ignoring the man's advances.
"Ah, Mon Cher, what is the matter" Francis asked carefully. Alfred was a very sensitive subject to his amore.
"Its just that… that was a bout the time Alfred and I…" The tsundere trailed off, not wanting to think about it. The Frenchman wrapped an arm around Arthur's shoulders.
"Do not worry, im sure he will e fine" he assured him, slowly reaching a hand down the back of his Englishman's pants.
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I hope you guys like this Chapter ^.^
Alfred- I DIDN'T!
Ivan- Yes you did, you like crying to Russia don't you.
Alfred- PUT THE HELL TO THE NO!!
Arthur- I cant believe you Aussie-Limey, you're a horrible little git.
Me- most of my heritage comes from you Arthur, so I thank you for my being XD
