diclaimer: APH DOES NOT BELONG TO ME.


Alice laid down on her bed. She felt numb. She tried to remember what happened.

"Are you awake?" someone asked right next to her.

"William" she said. She felt her older brother hold her hands, she yanked it away.

"I don't need excessive concern from someone who hates me" she said in a hurry. She placed her hand on her forehead, she then moved it up to grab some of her own hair. Her thoughts are confirmed. She's numb.

"Are you okay?" what do you remember?" he asked. Alice looked at him. The sunlight was shining off her brother, showing his skin, which has more color than her, his golden hair and his green eyes.

"I feel numb…Is it true?" she asked. William raised a brow. "Is it true that I had a miscarriage?" she asked. William sighed.

"Alice, it's common to have a miscarriage when you are a nation" Wales said. He looked at Alice.

"Keep this from Spain" she muttered through her hoarse voice. "He doesn't need to know of the child if it didn't live…I didn't even know I was pregnant…good Lord…I can't" Alice stopped herself from crying.

"Who knew that you were unable to carry babies like your previous Queen?" someone asked as they entered the room. Wales looked and saw Scotland.

"Call us even" he hissed as he put food on Alice's side desk. Wales glared at his brother.

"Scotland let me talk to you" Wales said as he dragged his brother out of Alice's room.

"What are you thinking?" Wales hissed.

"It's about time she gets punished for taking away people we love" Scotland retorted.

"Is that what this is all about?" Wales asked. "revenge for your deceased Queen?" Wales retorted.

"Hey maybe it's for Jeanne too" Scotland said. Wale's then slapped him.

"How could you" he said. "our sister is there mourning for a child she could've had" Wales said.

"Stop acting like you care" Scotland said. "I know you and Ireland hate her because she managed to conquer you" he said. "Plus it's about time she feels the feeling of losing someone she loves"

"Would your queen say the same thing you are saying? Would she be proud about what your saying?" Wales asked, trying to comprehend his brother.

"Don't play that card on me" Scotland said. "This is just us nations feeling sadness because that whore took them from us" Scotland said.

"Then that just shows how far we go for protecting our happiness, now she needs your support" Wales said. "I've seen many women who went through a miscarriage Scotland, and trust me, they ended with depression, some sort of character change, sure they may bounce back but it's never the same!" Wales said.

"Good, maybe she need the character change, and let her have a depression, see if I care maybe then I can conquer her and free you and Ireland" he said.

"So you would let her join mother up in heaven" Wales said. Scotland looked at him.

"Who said that she will die?" Scotland asked, smirking.

"You may not know this Scotland, but wasn't it depression that got Germania to die?" Wales asked. "after he attacked Rome and Rome died, did he not feel regret and sadness that he couldn't bare to live anymore?" Wales asked. "Picture it that way" he said. "Lose Alice, we lose mom" Wales said. Scotland frowned.

"Don't use that card on me either, Alice may look like mother, but she isn't mother, she is just-"

"A part of mother you really hate and don't mind losing" Wales finished. Scotland quieted up.

"You may not know this, but if you had lived with her for the time I had lived with her, you would begin to see the many similarities Alice has with mom, sometimes I think that she is mother herself, which scares me" Wales said. "So don't say that you don't mind losing her" Wales said. "She just suffered losing a child, she'll need all of us to support her-"

"Support her?" a voice said from behind. Scotland looked pass Wales to see Antonio.

"How long have you been there?" he asked.

"I only heard 'she'll need all of us to support her'" Antonio finished. Wales looked around to be surprised at the Spaniard's clothing. His coat was torn up, overall his attire was messy.

"Antonio why don't we get you some new clothes to wear, you look-" Wales began.

"No" Antonio said. "Where is Alice?" he asked.

"She's really not in the condition to talk with right now." Wales said. "Why don't you just stay for some days while she recovers?" Wales asked.

"recovers?" Spain asked. "She was not the one who had to sail around the British Isles to get home" he said. Scotland held a snicker.

"She really messed you up good huh?" he asked instead. Spain glared at him.

"Where is she?" Spain asked.

"Spain she's not really in the mood to talk" Wales tried to calm the Spaniard down. Spain passed them and entered the room he knows that is only for Alice. Wales tried to stop him, but when he looked into the room, he his sister, sitting up, something the doctor said she shouldn't do for a while. The dress on her made her look paler than she is, and it showed her shoulders and the skin of her arms. Spain saw the left one bandaged up, he didn't feel bad or anything, he just felt happy knowing that he could actually scratch her in battle.

"Why are you so loud? Can't you see that I was trying to sleep?" she said as she motioned him to go closer to her. Spain smirked and scoffed.

"Oh you're tired? I'm sorry I wasn't there to hug you when you needed one, I was busy, trying to deal with your crappy weather" Spain said.

"Who's fault is that?"

"You forced us to move" Antonio hissed.

" You and your fleet were sitting on Gravelines, you actually think that I was going to wait for Parma to give you a signal? You actually think that I wasn't going to confront you about his petty invasion of my land to change me back to a catholic?" she hissed. "let's not forget, I have an oath to protect my Queen-"

"And if that Queen has done wrong doings?" Spain asked.

"Then I will be forced to confront her and talk to her about it" Alice replied. "In this case she had not done anything-"

"She killed Mary I Queen of Scots-"

"Not the first time a Royalty died because of another" Alice hissed. "I have a long history of murders and royalty, have you forgotten about the War of the Roses? How two of my most beloved princes just disappeared?" she asked. "Or have you forgotten that because of your failed invasion?" Alice hissed.

"Can't you just cooperate?" Spain asked.

"Why should I? I'm happy being a protestant now let me be and leave me alone, I'm trying to sleep"

"Where's Romano?" Spain asked.

"He's in his room" Alice said as she eased her back into the pillows.

"Good. I don't ever want you near him again" Spain hissed.

"Excuse me?" Alice asked.

"It's over" Spain said in an instant.

"What?" Alice asked. Alice looked at him. Spain turned around and placed a ring on the drawer. Alice's eyes widened.

"Are you serious?" Alice exclaimed. Spain turned around and laughed.

"What makes you think that I'm joking?" Spain asked. "I think I know why Francis left you now" Spain said. He watched, but got no reaction from his 'wife'. Alice looked at Spain intently, inside she could hear her childish self beginning to sob.

"Oh really? Enlighten my ears to this new theory of yours" Alice said.

"You are a monster" Spain said. Alice stared.

"So is the rest of Europe" she whispered back.

"Not like that" Spain said. "You, you take away people that we love, you killed Jeanne, you killed Mary I Queen of Scots, you invaded Wales and Ireland, hurt Romano" Spain stopped listing.

"You don't stop at anything to save your own skin" Spain hissed. "If given a chance to flee, you could've killed Romano" he said. Alice heard a cry in her mind.

"How cold of you to think of such" Alice said as she closed her eyes, tilted her head and smiled. "You think I would hurt a mere child?" she asked. "Let alone kill?"

"You marred his face" Spain said. "I saw you, the cold stare of your eyes, the eyes of the killer, the eyes of the Cold Hearted Queen of the Sea" Spain said. "If you could mar his face, then you could've killed him with ease, without guilt" Spain said. Alice opened her eyes and showed Spain the very eyes he just described.

"You should know me better" she said. "How could you ever think of such? Me? Hurt Romano? Kill him? What are you on Spain? Maybe sailing around my island got you sick, why don't you stay here and rest-"

"I'm leaving" Spain said. "I don't want to talk about this anymore" he said. "Our marriage is over" he said as he turned around. "I'm going to get Romano" he said. As he tried to walk out the door, Wales grabbed him.

"Please Antonio, you will regret this one day" he said.

"I doubt I'll regret breaking my ties with that witch" Spain said. Alice stayed in her bed, calming her heart beat, suppressing her tears, and most of all, ignoring the pain. She formed her hands into a fist, and willed herself to try and stand up. She looked at the Spaniard's back when she heard him finish his statement. "I only regret prolonging my relationship with her, I should've ended it when her previous Queen died"

"Please Antonio, I swear you will regret this later in your life" Wales said.

"Like I said, I won't"

"Alice has something to tell you!" Wales insisted. Spain turned to face Alice.

"Is it true?" he asked. "Is there something you want to tell me?" he asked. Alice flashed a look to her brother.

'Tell him that you had a miscarriage' Wales said through his eyes. Alice shook her head.

"Nothing?" Spain asked, interrupting her stare with Wales.

"Nothing" Alice replied. Wales glared at her. Spain shrugged.

"I'm leaving" Spain said. "I'm going to get Romano, get out of this heretic place, and pray for you and your heretic Queen" Spain muttered as he yanked his arm away from Wales.

"TELL HIM" Wales yelled.

"There is nothing to tell him" Alice said. She forced herself to stand up. Wales looked at her.

"The Physic said that you shouldn't stand and walk-"

"Screw what he said" Alice said as she painfully walked to the drawer. "I'm a nation, not a human, things work differently for us" she said. She then tried to run out of her room. She was stopped by Scotland.

"I won't let you go to him Albion" he whispered. Alice glared at him.

"Oh you suddenly care" she hissed, trying to pass him.

"I care because I know that you'll get hurt in the end-"

"WHY DOES THAT MATTER TO YOU?" she yelled. "Your words alone are venom" she hissed. "If anything I'll be fine" Alice said.

"Then why are you going to pursue him?" Scotland asked.

"Because this is his bloody ring" Alice said as she held the ring up to Scotland. "I'm not keeping it here" she said. "Now let me pass!" she said.

"Alba" Wales said. "Just let her go" Scotland looked at him. "Are you serious?" he asked. Wales nodded.

Scotland dropped his arms and let her pass. He turned to Wales. "Are you sure about this?" he asked Wales. Wales nodded.

"We can't just stop her" he said. "She's too much in love with him…only he can wake her up from this horrid dream of their marriage" Wales said. Scotland looked at him.

"What happened to emotional support?" Scotland asked.

"I'll be there to help her get through it" Wales said. "But in order to do help her, I have to wake her up" he said. "A dream can only last for a long time" he said as he began to walk down the hall Alice ran in.

Spain kicked the door to Romano's room. There he saw the small Italian sitting in front of a window and sleeping on the railing. The moment he stepped in the room, Romano opened his eyes. He scratched his eyes and as soon as he looked at the door way he saw Spain. A smile etched itself on his face as he jumped down form the chair and ran towards him. Spain went down on one knee and opened his arms up to the small nation. As soon as he felt Romano's arms around his neck, Spain closed him in a hug.

"THANK GOD YOUR BACK!" Romano yelled. "I miss you so much! I was soo worried-" Romano stopped when he saw that Spain was looking around his room. "Is there something wrong?" he asked.

"Pack you things" Spain said. "Everything" Romano smiled.

"Are we going to one of your colonies for a vacation and family times?" Romano asked. Spain looked at Romano. He then placed a hand on the child's forehead.

"You seem really well" Spain said. He then checked Romano. "Your in good condition too" Spain muttered.

"Spain. What are you doing?" Romano asked. "Where are we going to go? I mean I don't usually pack all of my stuff unless I'm moving out-" Romano stopped himself. HEebegan to think about the possibilities. 'He's bluffing' he thought. 'Why would I move out this house? Is England going to live with us? Will she be reformed?' Romano thought. He tried to keep his thoughts positive, and it's time to know the truth.

"Alice is moving to Spain huh?" he asked with a big smile on his face. His smile was wiped off when he heard Spain's reaction.

"That Bruja" he muttered. Romano looked at him.

"What do you mean by 'witch'?" Romano asked. Spain looked at him.

"Nevermind that," he said. "we're leaving now" Spain said as he grabbed the boy by the arms. Romano tried to shake him off.

"My stuff, I still need to pack it" he pouted. Spain glared at him.

"You don't need that garbage" Spain said.

"Garbage? Alice bought those things for me! And I like them-"

"She could've put a spell on you" Spain hissed. "That witch will stop at nothing to get her aims" Spain said. Romano was confused. He then yanked her arms away and yelled.

"SPAIN" he began. "What is going on?" he asked. "I'm so confused, what is up with your negative attitude? Are you mad about your armada? Alice was just trying to defend her country, so please don't argue" he said. Spain glared at him.

"The moment we get on a ship, you will wear new clothes and I will burn what your wearing he said. "You've been spending too much time with that Heretic of a woman that she's influencing you-"

"She's influencing me? With what?" Romano asked, backing away. He watched as Spain began to tap his boot against the floor, he then pinch the bridge of his nose. This was not good, Spain was getting impatient, and mad, a horrible mix for the Spaniard who is known to have the personality of a bull.

"Listen Romano" Spain said as calm as he can. "You and I are going back to my land" Spain said. "Were going to live there without Alice, no England, no annoying tea-loving woman" Spain clarified. Romano looked at him.

"What?" he asked. "You mean"

"Yes, I'm going to divorce England" Spain said crossing his arms. "Now let's go Romano. I want to get out of this place now" he said. Romano shook his head and ran towards the hall to Alice's quarters. Spain sighed and ran after the child.

"Bloody hell" Alice muttered as she ran. "I don't know how much longer I can tolerate this pain." she said out loud. Just then suddenly, someone bumped into her. Alice fell forward, landing on something small, like a human child. Alice quickly stood up, ignoring her pain and helped the stranger up. She noticed a hair curl.

"Romano?" she asked. Romano looked up and threw his arms around her waist.

"Tell me that Spain is lying" he muttered. Alice began to comb his hair with her hands. She hasn't touched Romano since the miscarriage. Ever since the miscarriage, Alice refused to come in contact with Romano, fearing that she may hurt the child again, Romano on the other hand would cook soup for her and make Scotland deliver it. He would sit outside the door, and peak through a small crevice and watched his 'mother' eat the soup. He tried to hug Alice tighter, but at the same he knew that he shouldn't.

"Answer me quickly!" he exclaimed. "Spain isn't far behind"

"From now on" Alice began. "You must pretend to hate me" she whispered as she hugged Romano. Romano looked up at her.

"What do you mean?" he asked.

"Spain and I are ending our relationship" Alice muttered. "Now Romano" she said. "You must pretend to hate me" she repeated. "make things a little bit easier for him okay?"

"I can't act like I hate you" Romano said. Alice smiled.

"Sure you can"

Spain made a sharp turn, he skidded for some time but he managed to get his balance. He stopped when he saw Alice. She was holding someone by the wrist, and the person looked like they were struggling. Spain's eye widened when he identified the person. Romano.

"unhand him you heretic!" he yelled as he walked towards her. Alice looked up and let the small Italian go, in return, Romano ran to Spain and hugged the man by the waist.

"Get me out of here!" Romano said. Spain flashed a look at Alice. "You're right! She bewitched me! She tricked me and I just remembered how awful she treated me!" Romano sobbed. Spain looked at Alice.

"If I ever see your face again I will kill you" Spain said. Alice smiled and tilted her head to the side.

"I'll be looking forward to that" she said. "As for this ring-"

"keep it" Spain hissed. "I don't want anything from you" he said. Alice looked at him.

"C'mon Romano, let's go, there's a boat that's waiting for us" he said. Romano nodded and went with the Spaniard.

As Alice stood in the hallway, she smiled. She felt one small tear fall from her left eye. She felt her smiled quivering.

"Do you really want to let him go?" a voice asked in her mind. Alice shook her head. "Then go and get him" the voice urged. "Clear things up with him, he's just being pouty for losing to you, his wife, an inferior British nation" the voice said. "Just run after him, he'll understand once you explain" Alice wiped her tears and ran after the Spain.

"Antonio!" she yelled through the halls. God did it burn just to talk. Her voice was still hoarse, but Alice ignored that. Her legs felt week, but she ignored that, her heart felt heavy, she ignored that. "Antonio!" She yelled again. This time her legs gave, and Alice began to feel pain everywhere. She hit's the floor with her fist, muttering how weak she is and how pathetic it is to run after the Spanish nation. "Please turn around" she mumbled. "please come back" she yelled through the halls.

As the carriage goes through the gates of Alice's home to the road for the harbor, Romano looked outside the window.

"Maybe we should go back, you know…clear things up with her" Romano suggested. Spain shook his head.

"If she wanted us back, she would've ran after us Lovi, I wouldn't get my hopes up though Lovi, Alice is the type of person who only cares for her own skin" he said as he tried to relax in his seat.

"It's not like she can run right now though" Romano whispered.

"I'm sorry what?" Spain asked. Romano jumped and looked at Spain.

"I said I guess you're right" he replied hastily. Even thought Romano could barely see the house, he still looked outside the window. "Be careful" he muttered.

Wales found his sister on the floor, paralyzed. "I'm guessing the pain-"

"Shut up" Alice said. She tried to stand up, only to find the bottom of her dress drenched in blood. She sighed and looked at Wales.

"really? Caesarian section?" she asked. Wales nodded.

"You were knocked out Alice, and we needed to get the-"

"I don't want to hear it" Alice responded.

"You may be a nation Alice, but change in your land and politics causes your healing abilities to hinder. I may need to call the doctor-"

"No need" Alice said. "The cut isn't that deep, I'll just change and get to bed…"she trailed off.


"Welcome home!" Belgium greeted. Romano walked pass her and went straight to his room. Belgium looked after him.

"Lo siento" Spain said. Belgium turned around and saw the Spanish nation she smiled and shook her head.

"It's okay, he must've missed his bed" she said. Spain then hugged her. Belgium was surprise, but she hugged the Spaniard none the less. She then heard Romano shut his door with force, and then she heard the sound of locking the door knob.

Romano sat against his door. He buried his face into his hands and cried. "Stupid Spain!" Romano said. "She's your wife yet you can't tell by image that she lost weight, color and life!" he muttered. "I hate you!" he said as he grabbed the nearest thing to him, and threw it to the wall. He looked at it and saw his small drawing of their 'family'. Romano picked it up, stared, and hugged the picture.

That night, Romano finally got himself out of his room. How annoying, no more Alice to wake up to accompany to his small kitchen escapade. He sighed and clutched to the candle holder. He did not like walking in the dark. Romano sighed, but when he got to the kitchen, he saw something burning. He walked out to the patio and saw Spain sitting by himself in front of the fire. Romano approached him but stopped.

"What are you doing up?" Spain asked, Romano jumped, but was amazed that Spain knew it was him.

"I was a bit hungry" he said.

"Want me to make some paella?"

"No I'm fine" Romano said as he sat next to Spain. 'I want carrot cake…I'll see if I can make one for myself…it probably wouldn't be as good… and I'd have to hide it" Romano finished in his thoughts. "Why are you up?" Romano asked. Spain looked at him and smiled.

"I couldn't sleep" he merely said. Romano looked at the fire in front of him. He then looked at the wood that is feeding the fire. Romano gasped.

"What are you doing?" he asked. "These clothes, accessories, trinkets and other what nots…they're"

"From that Heretic" Spain said. "figured I might as well burn everything" Spain said. "You should give me the things she gave you" Spain said. "You know, so we can purge the evil from it" Romano gave Spain an astonished look. He couldn't help but just sit there with Spain and look at the fire.


"Alice you should get out and have some fresh air" Ireland said as she opened the windows in her sister's room. She looked over her shoulder to see her sister was staring off into the scenery. Her hands were clutched around her waist, and her eyes… they were a doe's eye. It wasn't shiny as an emerald, it didn't seem to reflect anything, and most of all they seemed empty. Ireland sighed.

"Alice you knew that it has to end someday" Ireland said as she hugged her sister from behind. "You have to move on" she said. "Spain is not the only nation-"

"a total hypocrite" Alice murmured. Ireland paused and turned her sister around. She has to admit, her sister's eyes did creep her out. Where did the England she knew go? A small smile formed on Alice's face and Alice hugged herself.

"A worthless hypocrite" she muttered. "don't leave me Alice…you can't leave me Alice…Alice…we have to do whatever it takes to stay together" Alice said. "Mi Corazon, I will not leave you, you can't leave Alice, I won't allow you to, you promised me, you promised to tell me everything" Alice kept going, Ireland is beginning to get scared.

"Albion?" she asked.

"I won't let you go, don't leave me, I don't want you to leave me, stay with me Alice, stay with me" Alice kept saying. The smile on her face began to expand as she said more phrases. "You are my rose, you have the sharpest thorns, I don't mind them…if it meant keeping other's away from you" she said. "Just you and me, we'll stay together, so what if our people don't like each other? We're country, we have our own feelings, and therefore we can follow them, so I'll follow my feelings of keeping you, okay? Don't leave me okay Alice? I love you" Ireland let go of her sister.

"WALES!" she began to yell. "WALES!" she kept yelling as she kept watching her sister. Ireland was getting scared, it seemed like Alice was getting possessed, but she knew that it wasn't the case.

"I've been getting dreams you know" Alice continued as she hugged herself tighter, by this point she was already doubled over. Yet the smile on her face, the very creepy smile, would not disappear. "I would a see a child, he has your hair, your eyes, my skin, and face…" she looked up, but not at Ireland. "You know what he told me? You want to know?" she asked. Ireland was getting scared.

"CYMRU" she yelled again. She did not want to leave her sister in this condition.

"He was saying 'mama, mama, why did you do that to dad? If you didn't attack him, I would be alive'" Alice looked down, but Ireland knew that the smile, the creepy smile, was still there. "You know what that meant?" Alice asked. "If Parma were to succeed and you sent him aid, England would've been in a Catholic reform, and Spanish rule could've gained power in that land" Alice smiled. "You know what that meant?" she asked again. "The child, the child that you will never learn about… he would've been the personification of England ruled under the Spanish monarch of yours" he said. Ireland couldn't handle it anymore, her sister was now crying, she was getting scared. Where is her sister, the one with bright green emerald eyes, ash blonde hair, soft smile, and soft laugh? Where is she? "CYMRU!" she yelled again.

"You know the further meaning of that?" Alice asked herself. Ireland looked at her sister. "It meant that if it were to survive, I would've died" she said smiling. "I guess you're right…I'm nothing but a whore who does anything to save my own skin" she said, the smile getting bigger. "I killed Jeanne, Mary I Queen of Scots…I could've killed Romano…most of all I killed your hopes and dream of me being a Catholic State of the Spanish Empire" Alice said. "I killed an innocent child" Alice said. "Maybe you find that fitting…I am a Heretic in your terms right?" she continued. "Maybe it's best if I just die" Alice said. Ireland's eyes widened. She then saw that Alice was holding onto a silver dagger the whole time. She ran towards Alice, as she sees her sister sit up, and draw the dagger up in the air. Suddenly something hit the dagger, making Alice drop it. Ireland looked back and saw Scotland with a pistol. Ireland saw the look on her brother's face. He was shocked, scared, mad, and most of all confused. He dropped the pistol as he felt tears running down his face. Behind him was Wales, who seemed shocked too. Ireland sank down and sat on the floor, looking at her sister in amazement, wonder and fear. She then saw Scotland break his character and ran towards England. Sitting right behind her, burying his face into the crook her neck and hugging her around the neck.

"Where did my sister go?" he asked out loud. "Where the hell did she go?" he asked again. He swore that his heart beat stopped for a couple of seconds when he felt Alice go limp. Wale's sighed and pried Scotland off of England, he placed her on the bed.

"restoring her mentality is harder than I thought" Wales admitted. "We need Portugal" he admitted. "Alfonso is the only one who can help her now" he said. Wales scowled. "I hate to admit this…but I'm going to make Alice stay with Alfonso"

"Are you sure that's a good idea?" Scotland asked.

"Because you know...Portugal…and Spain are brothers" Ireland added.

"I don't care, we'll have to give him a try" Wales said as he put the blanket up to his sister's shoulders. "He'll have to try"


I'm sorry for that ending.

Please tell me what you think.