Take The Pieces One By One

by Luinramwen

A series of shortfic with a variety of characters, keeping lyrics in mind as a spark. Ranges from inappropriate France, day-jobs, flowers and freeze-rays, to all that cannot be replaced.

10. And I Wondered if I E'er Again

And I Wondered if I E'er Again Would See My London Lights

Genre: family/hurt/comfort

Rating: PG

Characters: America, Canada

Warnings: nothing really

Disclaimer: yeah, don't own England or Hetalia

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The wind blew wild and chill across the rocky, barren strand, and Canada huddled close to his brother, who was shivering in the wintery air. The sea was steel and empty as far as the eye could see. It had been empty for weeks now.

"Do you think he's coming?" America said, finally, and Canada shook his head, helplessly, jolted from thoughts of rolling green hills, pleasant farmland, quiet misty, rainy days hanging over cobbled streets.

"I don't think he is," he said, and he tried not to look too closely at the steely emptiness that flattened America's blue eyes, the look that he knew was mirrored so closely in his own.

"He promised," America said, voice as flat as his eyes.

"I know." Canada took his hand in his own, squeezed it tightly, and America squeezed back, fingers cold in his own, eyes never leaving the grey expanse of waters spreading across the world in front of their feet. Two lines of footprints were just visible above the high tide line on the beach to their right, disappearing into the trees, the only sign of humanity for miles and miles.

And the sea was steel and empty, too wide to see across.

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