POV- Vienna

That night, I lay in bed looking up to the ceiling. Italy and Germany were already asleep in the other room, and Japan had decided to go home and be back in a day or two. I could not sleep at all. I was thinking about the conversation I had with my father. I sighed. I knew that right now, my father would probably be crying after hearing from me. He would normally do that. If something was making him want to cry, he would first get through the situation. Afterward, he would go somewhere where he could be alone (the piano room mostly,) and finally cry. I bit my lip and turned on my side, knowing I had hurt my father more than just simply choking him. Tears went down my cheeks slowly as I closed my eyes and tried to get to sleep.

"I am sorry Father….sorry…"

POV- Hungary

I went to the piano room, knowing Roderich would be in there. I knocked on the door. "Roderich? Are you in there?"

"Yes. You may enter."

I opened the door and went in. He was sitting at his piano in silence, brushing his fingers across the ivory and obsidian keys. I came up behind him and wrapped my arms around his waist. "Roderich, you need to get some sleep. Staying up at all hours is not good for your health."

He turned his head to me, smiled softly, and kissed my cheek. "Thank you for being concerned about me Elizaveta, but I am alright."

"You are not. I can still see tear stains on your face."

He turned his head back to his piano and frowned in thought, playing a few arpeggios. "Do you not want to be alone tonight?" I asked.

"How did you know?"

"I know you well, Roderich." I kissed his cheek. He smiled softly again. "You will not sleep alone tonight if you do not want to."

"Please?"

I nodded. "You go prepare for bed, and so will I."

He nodded and stood up. We both left the piano room and went our separate ways to get ready for bed. After about ten minutes, I walked to his room wearing a simple knee length white nightgown. I knocked on his door.

"You may enter."

I then entered. I saw him standing at the window looking over part of the garden and the stables. I knew he thought it was warm because all he had on was a pair of pajama pants (he would wear a shirt when it was not warm.) I came up behind him and wrapped my arms around his waist. He jumped a little before turning and seeing me. "Did I frighten you?" I asked.

He smiled. "Just a little bit."

I laughed softly. We both then turned and got in the bed. I smiled and removed his glasses. "Do you normally sleep with your glasses on?"

He laughed softly. "I sometimes forget to take them off."

"You don't want to mess them up, Roderich."

"I know."

I smiled. "You remember the last time we slept in a bed together?"

He nodded. "A few weeks later, we learned we had Vienna."

I couldn't help but laugh. "Wow. Sixteen years have flown by so fast."

"They really have."

I rested my head against his chest. He wrapped his arms around my waist and held me close. "Are you looking forward to her coming home Roderich?"

"I am. Are you?"

"Yes, of course."

He smiled and rested his head on mine. Somehow, I felt safe just being near him like this…like we used to. I looked up at him and kissed him. He kissed me back. "I love you Elizaveta."

"I love you too." I knew there was more on his mind. He never likes being alone when he does. "What are you thinking about?"

"What do you mean?"

"I know you well enough to know that you never like being alone when you have stuff on your mind."

"Then you are right. I was thinking about something."

"What?"

"When I talked to Ludwig today, he claimed he didn't know Vienna and her whereabouts. When I talked to Vienna, she said she had been with him as well as Feliciano and Honda."

"Feliciano? Aw! He is such a precious boy. I am glad she is with him."

"I was glad of it too, but what I want to know is why Ludwig lied about where she was when she was obviously with him."

"I'm not sure why. Do you think Vienna knows why?"

"I don't think so. If he had had her call me, then that means that he either wanted her to hear from me or he did not want her to know that he said he didn't know where she was."

I nodded as I contemplated this. "That is true."

"I really think he didn't want her to know that he said that."

"Why do you think so?"

"I'm not sure."

I smiled and patted his chest. "Maybe you will know why in the morning. Get some sleep."

He nodded softly. I curled back up against his chest. "Good night Austria."

"Good night Hungary."