Disclaimer:I do not own Hetalia that's all Himaruya. Done for humor and tears, nothing serious.

States are all mine. Also America is going to be on the OCC side he is a Dad in this.

Classified

It was a lazy day, and the good old US of A was out to enjoy it. Relaxing in a hammock on the back porch, he didn't hear the backdoor slide open tell a voice called.

"Dad you have a guest from the government to see you." It was his daughter Virginia standing in the door.

"Nope, not my problem I was fired so they are on their own."

"You and I both know how untrue that is. You can't fire the Nation." Came a new voice.

Curious by his visitor and sure he knew that voice. Alfred swung out of the hammock and looked to his guest. Black suite, white shirt, blue tie and the same close haircut. Yes he knew this man.

"Barack what brings you to my home?"

"Good to see you too. We have a little problem. Your current boss may have said a few classified things to his visitor from Russia. Need you to get with Ivan and find out how much they know."

"Love to but like I said am fired."

"Don't worry about it I left H.W and Bill to talk to your "boss". So we need ya back on the clock."

Alfred had to crack a smile at his previous boss.

"Give me about 2 hours and I'll get to New York and see what the commie know. Pity I can't be a fly on the oval office wall right now."

Barack chuckled at this. "Yes am sure that conversation is going swimmingly."

White House Washington DC Oval Office

"I don't care what you two say. I know he is a last administration spy."

"Don how many times do we have to go over this. Alfred F Jones doesn't really work for any administration. He is the embodiment of this country and is way older then he looks." H.W was getting tired of this. He had already gone over this four other times.

Seeing that the current president was not going to be moved by words. Bill flipped out his phone and started scrolling. He soon found what he wanted.

"Look at this." President 42 handed President 45 his phone. There was a picture of himself with a tall, blonde, blue eyed man in a deep blue suite. The same man they were arguing about. He looked to be the same age.

"Look at the photo behind us." Insisted Bill. Don looked closer. There was a old photo of President 16 Abraham Lincoln and ... the same man in a union uniform.

"But..." Don was lost. "That can't be the same guy that's not possible.."

"I think we are getting through Bill." H.W stated. "Which is good Barack just text. He just left the Jones's house. He is on his way back."

"Great when he gets here we can break out the whiskey and brief this one. (Pointing to #45 behind the desk) On what he gets to deal with in his term."

"Best idea you had today Bill."

Groaning to himself the current boss just glared at his predecessors, why did he feel he was the end of a big joke.