A/n: JILANBVILYERHJA! I'm so sorry! I got really busy with work, uni and my boyfriend and I broke up! Anyway this is a normal sized chapter so enjoy! Also anyone seen the new series of Hetalia, It's a beautiful world? It's so awesome the art is pretty!

I changed my username :D

Weeks passed and Lovino was making good recovery progress, his burns were nearly healed, he was no longer malnourished and dehydrated and his other injuries were healing nicely. He had been taken off the cardiogram and the other monitors but kept the IV in, just in case. Antonio was still visiting him every day but left him at nights, with guards outside the door as a precaution. The precaution, however, was never needed, in fact the mafias' actions recently had gone very quiet, it was suspicious but Antonio did his best to push it to the back of his mind; after all he had a more pressing issue to worry about.

"Hi Arthur just a quick report, the boy is fine, slowly starting to talk more and he will be seeing a psychologist twice every week from now on. I think he will be discharged tomorrow" Antonio had been reporting the progress of Lovino to Arthur every day after he was put in charge of watching him.

"That's good, see if you can get any information out of him soon, also where will he be going once discharged?" The question threw Antonio, he had no idea.

"Um his grandpa?" An exasperated sigh was heard though the line, making Arthur sound older than he was.

"His granddad and brother are still missing and we haven't been able to track them down; we think they've fled the country. Have him stay with you; he is still useful to us."

"But-" Antonio started.

"No buts Antonio, he talks and trusts you, it makes sense." Arthur's voice held an authoritative tone.

"Fine." Antonio sighed and glanced through the tiny window in the door that let him see into Lovino's room. He was currently being introduced to the psychologist. He was a curious male with short chestnut locks and a strange curl on top of his head; he wore square framed glasses and had a mole just below the corner of his lip.

"Good, report to me every two days from now on, sooner if you get any information out of him." Arthur hung up abruptly and Antonio stowed his mobile in the right breast pocket of his uniform. He cast a glance back through the miniature window just in time to see Lovino suddenly back up away from the psychologist and doctors shaking his head violently, horror etched on his face. Antonio felt his annoyance increase rapidly at the sight.

Antonio swung the door open and charged in, he had no idea why he was so furious with the men in the room, possibly because Lovino had been making good progress and now might return to his withdrawn state that he had been in originally, he did not know but still released his anger on the doctors regardless.

"What the hell do you think you're doing?! Get out of here, before you make him worse!" Antonio barked, pointing with a shaking finger to the door. The men looked irritated about being ordered around but complied regardless, the psychologist stopped in front of him.

"It was not my intention to upset, he just got defensive when I probed at his imprisonment. He may be hiding more than we know." He left without another word and the door was closed softly as he left. Leaving a confused, but still slightly enraged, Antonio in his wake.

Silence descended upon the two, Antonio felt a pang of guilt towards the doctors but this was overridden by his worry for Lovino, one word could set him off and he would close up again. He stole a glance at the teen, whom was looking down and playing with his fingers. Surprisingly he was the first to break tension.

"Thank you, he was getting pushy with his questions, relentless bastard". He mumbled under his breath, a slight red tint of embarrassment could be seen on his cheeks.

Antonio blinked in shock and let out a breathy laugh edged with nerves "I could see it was bothering you and I don't want him to bring your nightmares back" He rubbed the back of his neck nervously. The last comment of the psychologist danced on Antonio's mind. 'Does he mean Lovino's hiding something?'

Once again silence reigned as the two of them were caught up in their own thoughts, until Antonio suddenly remembered the order from his superior.

"Hey Lovino you'll be living with me from tomorrow isn't that great" Antonio put on a cheerful voice and a smile that didn't quite reach his eyes, this went unnoticed by Lovino he his head bolted up and eyes widened, very similar to the way a deer's would have in the headlights of a car that it was just about to collide with.

"w-what?!" Was all he could stutter out, blood rushing the fill the capillaries in his cheek. It warmed Antonio's heart to see him with a bit of colour in his face especially after seeing the deathly pale complexion he had when Antonio had luckily stumbled upon the boy.

"Well where is safer than with me! I hope you like tomatoes, also I have a pet turtle called Boris, and he's friendly enough." Antonio started to babble trying to convince the teen that it was a good idea, but Lovino could help but frown and let the melancholy leak into his expression. He had realised that he wasn't going home.

"So the bastard really did leave me, and now I have no home." Lovino muttered detestation seeping into his voice; he could not believe his Grandfather would leave his eldest grandson. Sure they hadn't always seen eye to eye but he thought that he still cared. Though he should have known that he didn't when he was captured and no one came looking for him.

Antonio sighed deeply and carefully perched on the side of Lovino's temporary bed; he placed a comforting hand on his knee and smiled sadly at the teen.

"I'm sorry Lovino but we still can't find him and even if we did we would have to arrest him anyway for having connections with the mafia." Lovino looked up into Antonio's solemn emerald eyes and felt the heat creeping back up his neck from the sheer intensity of the stare.

"Fine" he murmured, looking down at his hands, intertwining his fingers and flexing them back and forth.

"I'm sorry, what was that?" A slightly taunting tone could be heard in the elder's voice.

"I said fine, you bastard!" Lovino blurted before he could stop himself, he just called a policeman a bastard! He slammed his hand over his mouth eyes wide filled with terror.

Antonio just grinned and nodded, happy to see something other than fear and sadness in his voice, he blinked at Lovino and caught his expression.

"Don't worry amigo! We'll have fun!" He patted Lovino's leg reassuringly, watching carefully as the terrified expression left and one of slight amusement replaced it.

A loud knocking could be heard before the door slowly slid open to reveal a doctor that both males had not previously met. He had thick dark hair and a small moustache. Glasses carefully perched on the end of a hooked nose and grey eyes that seemed to examine them. He smiled at them but it didn't quite reach his eyes.

"Sorry to interrupt but I need a few more blood samples from the boy, it will only take a minute, why don't you go get a coffee from the canteen?" The doctor rather rudely gestured towards the door. Antonio quickly cast a glance at Lovino, whose expression had become blank, and back to the doctor. He gave Lovino's knee a quick squeeze and mouthed that he would be right back.

He took his time, just to annoy the doctor, walking to the door and scanned the man before leaving the room. As soon as his left foot had left the doorway the door slammed shut behind him. He scowled even though the doctor could no longer see him and briskly made his way to the canteen.

The officer stood in line waiting patiently to pay for cup of coffee when he was suddenly approached by a nurse with long brown locks and striking green eyes, she smiled kindly at him and offered to pay for his coffee, which he politely declined.

"I'm glad your friend, Lovino, is making a steady physical recovery, he'll be home tomorrow, once the doctor gives him the all clear. It's Antonio, right?" She said deciding to strike up a conversation.

He quickly glanced at her name tag, seeing the name "Elizabeta" printed on it, "Yeah I'll be with him most of the time from now on and yes it is, how did you know that?" Antonio raised an eyebrow quizzically.

"My husband is the psychologist assigned to work with him and it's on your nametag" she waved off as if it was nothing "How come you're down here then? I thought you usually bribed the nurses to bring some coffee to you." she giggled behind her hand.

"The doctor all but shoved me out of the room, something about blood samples" he sighed scratching the back of his neck; he was really tired and was in desperate need of a good night's sleep.

All traces of any previous humour left Elizabeta's face at that point. "Lovino doesn't have another appointment with a doctor today." As soon as the words left her mouth dread filled Antonio's stomach, desire for sleep forgotten, he dropped his coffee as adrenaline surged through his veins. He shot off without another word.

'If that isn't one of Lovino's doctors, then who is he?' was one of the most prominent thoughts of many as he darted through the corridors.

"I hope you're alright"

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Yep I am a massive troll/bitch, but hey I love my cliffhangers.

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Seriously guys I am sorry this slow update I lost all inspiration and had way too much work but now its kind of back but I have finished my uni course so all is good. (until I find out I failed). Anyway READ AND REVIEW critques are good flames will be sent to my house to keep me warm! Friggin England and its cold ways.

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