-1After quite a bit of begging, pleading and puppy dog eyes, Russia had allowed the pregnant nations to have visitors.

Austria swore that he was going to have a major headache by the time this visit was over as he rang the doorbell. Taiwan, Vietnam, Wales and Ireland were all bouncing around like over excited children and it didn't help with all the stuffed toys they carried as gifts for the babies. The door was opened by a red head woman in white who led them to their missing brethren. Sadly, with Hungary, old habits die hard because she hit Prussia with her frying pan...again, causing Canada to panic.

"Elizaveta!" yelled the two other female European nations as they ran over to try and calm Canada down as Prussia sat up.

"What did I do?" asked the Albino rubbing his now smarting head making America laugh because he sounded like one of his cartoons.

Of course once Russia was in the room Wales, Ireland, South Korea, Hong Kong Vietnam and Taiwan made him swear not to break China or America's hearts or else.

"If I ever broke one of my brides' hearts, or both, I would kill myself, da," he said which pleased the group, "So what did Latvia name his baby?"

"Riavis had a baby?" asked the other nations who hadn't known.

"Yeah, a little boy named Luke," said Yong-Soo.

Alfred and Yao glared at Ivan who held up his hands and said, "He volunteered for the experiment. He said that he wanted to have Eduard's child because he wanted to have something that part of himself and the one he loved, da."

"That explains a lot," said Yong-Soo.

"How romantic…" said Elizaveta with a sigh.

"More like how stupid," said Kyla.

"Kyla!" scolded her siblings.

"What?" asked the Irish girl.

"How are you guys holding up?" asked Taiwan, handing Yao the plushie she had brought for him.

"We're ok, getting crowded in there though," said Alfred rubbing his taunt belly

"And I've, like, been having pains all day…Ok…that really hurts!" said Feliks.

The blond Pole sunk to the floor hugging his belly, a pool of water forming beneath him as he groaned.

"Feliks!" cried Toris picking up the now crying blond bridal style.

"Follow me," said Lily as she led the way to the medical room of the house.

About a half hour later Feliks was laying on a bed with his legs covered, Toris who was in medical scrubs holding his hand as the nurses fussing over him.

"Gah…It like really hurts!" screamed the blond loud enough for the other pregnant nations to hear.

Feliciano clung to Ludwig's shirt for dear life, trembling in fear. The blond stroked his beloved's head, to be honest he was just as scared as the Italian and their child. He could tell that the other fathers to be were just as worried. Alfred and Yao were fast asleep on the benches both of them using Ivan's legs as pillows. Gupta was quietly discussing names for his child with Sadiq. Hercules was reading mythology books with Kiku. Peter was feeling his unborn sibling move around inside of Tino as Belward stroked his "wife's" hair. Lovino was out side with Antonio because the elder of the two Italy brothers didn't like hearing Feliks' screams. Matthew was resting against Gilbert, his arms wrapped around Kumojiro and Gilbird was perched on the blond's wavy hair. Arthur and Francis were keeping Adien and Kyla calm or was it vice versa? While Vietnam, Taiwan, Yong-Soo, Elizaveta and Roderick were discussing ways to help keep the children safe in the future.

Back in the birthing room, Feliks swore he was about to die from the pain, the contractions were so close they seemed constant.

"Ok, Feliks, it's time to start pushing, ok?" said Lily who was helping keep Feliks cool.

"Ok…" said the blond.

"On the count of three," said Katya, who was a trained midwife, "One, two, three, push!"

Feliks bore down, squeezing the heck out of Toris' hand.

"The baby's head is starting to crown!" said Asenka.

"I think I'm gonna puke…" said Catia.

"Don't!" warned Gelya.

"Feliks, keep pushing!" ordered Katya as she tried to help ease the child out of it's mother.

After what felt like ages to Feliks and Toris, Katya held a wailing newborn, who was covered in blood and slime.

"It's a little girl!" she proclaimed as Gelya handed Toris scissors to cut the cord.

After the cord was cut and the baby was cleaned, the crying child was finally handed to her mother. The baby quieted down a little but was still whimpering.

"Seems to me that someone's a little hungry," said Katya smiling.

"What do I do?" asked the Pole.

All the girls blushed and Catia whispered in the blond's ear. The blond opened his top, pressed the child to his nipple and watched as the baby latched on and started to nurse.

"She so beautiful…" said Toris, gently stroking the child's light brown hair with a single finger.

"Yeah…" said Feliks as his new daughter let go of his nipple, he burped her and she dosed off in his arms.

"What should we name her?" asked Toris.

"Hmm…How about Ewa, but she will have your last name," said Feliks, "Her national name can be Warsaw."

"Ewa Lorinatis…it suits her," Toris said kissing the blond's head before moving lower to the Pole's lips.

"We'll let the others know that everything is ok," said Asenka, leading the other girls out of the room.

Once out side the girls were bombarded with questions about the condition of the polish male.

"Calm down. He's fine as is their new baby girl; Ewa Lorinatis," said Lily smiling.

"They need some time alone so we'll let you know when you can visit them. But right now I think it's a good idea for you guys some rest," said Katya.

"Hmm…ok," said Alfred yawning.

TBC