Alfred's eyes widened as he registered what Gilbert had just asked him. He was confused, moreover scared, as to why the Prussian was asking such a personal question. Perhaps it was some sort of trap; laid out by Francis…but looking at the albino's blood red gaze, Alfred noticed that he looked serious. Or worried. But why would Gilbert be worried about him? He was on the side of the enemy after all…wasn't he?

After receiving no response from the American, Gilbert took his chance to explain his awesome randomness. After all, it was pretty random; barging into someone else's house, uninvited, and asking them what were they going to do, if the secret of their pregnancy came out. Well…even more out then it already was...ah enough with the dirty thoughts, get to the point!
"What you mustn't do is abort it!" he rambled abruptly.
Alfred's eyes got even wider when he heard this, but the confusion was too much, so he said, as loudly and as firmly as he could in his scared state: "Dude, that is totally personal! What I do is completely NOT your business. I don't even know why you care so much…"

"BECAUSE…" Gilbert shouted, trying to be heard above Alfred's rant but ending up shouting so loud he had silenced him altogether. Feeling quite awkward now, he decided to continue, in a quieter manner "…I'm in love with your brother".

Alfred gasped as realisation hit him! So THAT'S who Mattie had been going on dates with! That's why he has been so secretive! But there were still some pieces of the jigsaw missing. "What has that got to do with me and my pregnancy though?!" he asked in bewilderment.

Gilbert sighed. He thought that his awesome declaration of his love for Matthew would've been reason enough for the American to understand. Obviously not. Now he had to spill the beans, and things could turn sour at any point, especially when he told Alfred that at first he didn't really have feelings for him. But as he was so awesome, and awesomeness couldn't be achieved by anyone other than he (and Matthew and Gilbird), it was his duty to make himself understood. Taking a deep breath he began.
He told Alfred everything, from how the plan of him and Matthew, blossomed into true love (well for him, he wasn't sure if Matthew felt the same way), and then about how he'd kissed him and how he realised that he didn't want to play games anymore, so he told Francis, and Francis revealed his "evil plan of mass destruction (as Gilbert awesomely called it)" and he even told Alfred what the plan was. "So…that's why you CAN'T abort this baby" he finished.

Alfred was shocked, a lot of s*** had been going on behind his back, and the fact that he hadn't known infuriated him. But at least he knew that Gilbert was on the side of the Jedi…or whatever.
Nether the less, the unmasked plan still poised a problem for him. Now not only did he have to worry about himself, he had to worry about Arthur too.
He wanted to ask so many more questions, but in his shocked state, all he could manage was "Poor Arthur…"

"What do you mean poor Arthur, hm?"

The voice at the doorway startled both Alfred and Gilbert, causing them to jump a little. This reaction confused the Brit at the door.

"Alfred! What's going on? And why is he here?" Arthur snapped, gesturing angrily in the direction of the Prussian on the couch.

Gilbert giggled at this. When angered, Arthur was hilarious. Also…he'd never seen the Brit in a tight t-shirt before, in fact he had a great feminine body…minus the boobs, but still…wait wasn't he supposed to be in love with Matthew. What the f*** was he thinking?!

"Don't worry Artie; he came here to warn us. He's on OUR side dude!" Alfred insisted, but Arthur didn't seem convinced.

"And how can you be sure of that?" he asked, looking Gilbert up and down in an analysing manner.

"Coz, I told him" the albino replied for Alfred. Arthur gave him a scathing look, before nodding, now assured, and turned his attention back to his beloved American. "I've booked another check-up with the doctor tomorrow, Al" he informed him with a smile.

"Ohhh dude, no ! Not again!" Alfred protested, with a whine.

"It's not even a normal check-up Al, it's an ultra sound, to check how the baby is doing, and if it's a boy or girl" Arthur reassured him.

"Ohhh, cool!" the American grinned with excitement, "I can't wait!"

"DUDE! That's freezing!" Alfred yelped. They were in the hospital, and the doctor was applying the gel to get on with the ultrasound, however just this made the patient whinge with protest.

Arthur rolled his eyes, and squeezed the younger nation's hand. "Don't worry Alfie; it's to help see the baby better" he said with a sweet smile.

Alfred blinked, not sure if he heard correctly, and looked up at the Brit. "Did you just call me Alfie?!"

Arthur blushed, and ducked his head in embarrassment and trying to hide the sudden uprising tears. He hadn't called Alfred Alfie, since well before the revolutionary war, and the memory stung.
Alfred wasn't bothered by the nickname though. He gave his lovers hand a returning squeeze, and smiled as he caught his eye. "Hey Iggy, its ok, I love it", he promised, heart glowing again when the other's smile returned.

The doctor suddenly cleared his throat, bringing the pair back to the present. "I have good news and more news" he told them, "which do you want to hear first?"

Giving each other a relieved look, Arthur and Alfred both replied simultaneously "the good news"

"Alright, good news is that your baby is fine and perfectly healthy" the doctor informed, "the more news is that I wish to congratulate you on your first son! It's a boy!"

Outside in the waiting room, were Matthew and Gilbert. The Canadian to be honest was mortified to see the albino sleeping in the guest room the following morning, as he hadn't even known he had arrived!
Gilbert on the other hand was more mortified at the fact that Matthew wasn't speaking to him, and therefore had all morning long been trying to get him to listen to his awesome explanation and tofinally tell him that he loved him, but it was proving more difficult than he had originally thought it wold be.
Now that they were alone, perhaps this would be a good time to try again and rekindle things.

"Birdie, listen to me I'm sorry…"

"No you're not!"

"Ja, I am. I'm sorry if you thought I was using you, coz I wasn't…"

"But you were!"

"I WASN'T!" Gilbert exploded loudly, quietening the entire waiting room, said aside for one baby which began crying shrilly out of fear. Great, now everyone was giving him the evil eye. On top of that, Matthew looked absolutely petrified.

"Look…I'm sorry. At first, I was only dating you because I wanted to help Francis, but then I realised I love you…and that changed things completely. Will you forgive me?" he asked, voice now a hushed whisper, so not to attract anymore evil looks.

Matthew's eyes widened in surprise. "Y-you…love me?" he asked, his voice even quieter the Prussian's a moment before.

"Ja, I do. Ich liebe dich Birdie" Gilbert beamed.

The Canadian flushed scarlet.

Just then, Arthur and Alfred emerged from the room they were in; Alfred cheering, and Arthur wiping the happy tears from his cheeks. Somehow, Gilbert noticed, no one gave Alfred the evil eye, as he cheered "It's a boy" on the top of his merry voice.