Disclaimer: I do not own Hetalia, only this story concept. I already hate myself for the feels in here. I was crying a little as i wrote this, but it had to be done. Enjoy this chapter and look forward to the next. Thanks for reading.
The next day, around one in the afternoon, a thick package was delivered to the Zwingli household. No doorbell was rung, so the package was not discovered until five in the evening, the time when Feliciano runs back across. Vash, upon seeing the box and envelope, cautiously picks them up and goes back inside. He opens the envelope, sees who it is from, and calls Erika to him. Together they read the letter from an agent who knows she may not come back.
Dear Vash and Erika,
If you are getting this letter, I have already left on my newest assignment. I can't tell you much about it just that, well, no one has come back from it yet. I hope to be the first, but I can't really promise you much. I wish I could tell you more about it, give you some peace of mind, but I'm not even allowed to tell you the location. I suppose I should get to the point of this letter.
The past few days I spent knowing and seeing you were the happiest of my life. Ever since I entered this job I have been relocated, reassigned, and told to forget who I was. I always listened, always changed, always adapted. Until I met you two, you brought out the real me, the person I always was. I don't want to be the person I am when I'm not with you, she isn't nice. When I was with you I felt a freedom I haven't felt since I was little. I mean, no one has ever let me have a gun fight with them, much less twice in a row.
I know you may be getting this letter without much warning, but that is the way these things happen. I've never had anyone to write these to, so I'm not sure what I should be putting, just that I'm putting what I have to. I have to tell you why I screamed yesterday, it was this. This exact situation, having to leave on a mission I may never come back from after finally finding happiness. It's funny the way the world works against us, huh?
I honestly don't know if I am coming back, so the rest of this letter is specifically about what to do if I don't. Please, don't feel sad or angry, since there was nothing you could do. I think they were always planning for me to go on this mission. Always keep Erika smiling, never let the light she holds fade. Let her guide you through the tough times, but never forget that all light must face darkness to grow stronger. I hope, if Agent Williams did his job right, that there was a package with this letter. If there is, good, if not then it's at my place. The key for my house is inside the envelope that held this letter. Inside the package are my Golden Twins and a doll. The Golden Twins are for you to take care of since I wasn't allowed to bring them with me, you know what to do should the next time we meet is at a funeral. The doll is for Erika, it's the only doll I ever had and I just know she'll love it.
That's all for the gifts I'm giving to you. I just had to leave you something, because if I don't come back there would be nothing. When you don't come back from the mission, the agency will clean out the living space you had. It will be like I never existed in the small town, the only trace of me in the memories of the people. It happens more often than you think with agents that don't have families. I just didn't want to be one of those agents, I wanted to be able to leave you something to remember me by, I hope you treasure the gifts.
Now for my true feelings, even truer than I was before. Vash, when I'm with you I feel free, like a puppy just learning to run, racing around the yard. There is nothing to stop me, nothing to quell my excitement, and nothing to make me grow tired of it. It is a freedom I have never felt with anyone else. Who knew I could feel this way for the gunman Feliciano is so scared of? I never expected something like this to happen after our first gunfight, but I'm glad it did and I wouldn't trade it for the world.
Erika, you are so good and pure and don't let anyone tell you otherwise. The world needs your beautiful innocence, especially the world I have to see. If I could I would bottle you up and carry you with me everywhere, keeping your light with me. Do you remember when I blocked you from the bullet? I would do that a thousand times over, for both of you and without a bullet proof vest, just to keep you safe. I'm sorry I couldn't be you Big Sister, but I hope you always think of me as such.
I understand if you both hate me after this, but it had to be said. I couldn't risk dying without telling you these things. Please visit Feliciano, Lovino, Oliver, and all the rest to let them know what happened. You can lie or tell the truth (Oliver knows about my work, so tell him the truth and always ask for normal cupcakes), but tell them something.
I'm running out of time, still need to pack and all, so I have to cut this letter short. Always know that, if I could, I would stay with you. I would never leave you. I would gladly put the last few days on an endless loop, if it only meant staying with you. I have to go, but I will fight with all my will and might to make it back to you. I have been told it will take at least six months, so hopefully I'll be home for Christmas. Good bye, and take good care of each other.
-Agent Jess Proctor
P.S. I didn't want to tell you this way, but I have no choice. Vash Zwingli, in the short time I have known you, I fell in love. I hope to see you again to tell you in person, but this will have to do. I love you.
By the end of the letter Vash and Erika have tears in their eyes, falling down to match the tear stains already on the paper. Vash sets it aside and opens up the package with the letter. Inside are the golden guns and a doll. The doll has long brown hair, hazel eyes, and a blue dress. He hands the little doll to Erika, who clutches it as she cries. He slowly picks up the Golden Twins and places them next to his Peace Prize. With this the two Zwingli siblings begin their wait, always hoping against hope that the agent comes back.
So, are your feels destroyed as well? Good, I'm not alone. Look forward to the next chapter, and thanks for reading this one.
