You had departed for America's home nearly three weeks ago. The process was hard and over whelming as you sailed across the vast sea on the large ship. England had told you that it was a rough trip and how the ship would be anything but sanitary, and he was dead on the mark about that. But the long journey gave you time to think about what to say when you could finally hold that small little boy in your arms again.

"Land ho!" The man in the crows next shouted. Becoming excited, you were quick t your feet and hurried toward the side of the ship. Leaning over the edge of the failing you smiled widely as you gazed upon the large mass of land. Son, you would be able to hold Little America in your arms again.

"[Name]!" You heard the voice calling out your name from among the crowds of people. Glancing about, your eyes finally stopped on a tall blond haired young man. You were taken back when he threw his arms around you when you had walked off the ship. Not knowing how to react, you just stood there and allowed this stranger to hug you.

"I'm sorry but, who are you?" The young man pulled away from you. Hurt and confusion showed in his bright blue eyes as a frown settled on his lips. It was then you came to the conclusion that this young man could possibly be,

"America," At the sound of his name he smiled widely once more before nodding his head. Your mouth dropped, not expecting the once little boy- whom use to help you in your guardian and hold you hand, was now such a handsome young man. Lifting your hand up you ran it over his cheek slowly and softly, just as you use to before putting him to bed every night.

He smiled more, forgetting just how much he had missed your touch. It was been years since he had last seen you, and he was going to make the most out of the time the tow of you had together. Taking your hand he took you through the crowds of people. Starting to pull you away from the harbor he brought you toward a horse drawn carriage.

"Come on [Name], I want to show you where you'll be staying." he said, opening the door and allowing you to step inside first. Smiling softly, you entered the carriage and took your seat before America climbed inside, shutting the door behind him. You could feel as the carriage pulled forward and you started to move down the cobblestone road toward America's house.

The house was very large, much larger than your own. It had a warm glow about it that just made it feel like home, though you could not get past the fact that America had been living here all alone. Feeling a hand on the lower half of your back, you turned to see America ushering you further inside.

His excitement did not go unnoticed as he started with a tour of his home. He showed you every corner of the house before grabbing your hand and leading you outside into the back yard. When the large white double doors opened, you expected to see just a plane yard, not the beautiful guardian that was laid out before you.

Gasping, you didn't know what else to do. You would have never expected to see all the different colors and types of flowers. You took your time walking about the guardian taking in all the wonderful colors and smell. When you reached the center of the guardian, you heard America approaching slowly form behind.

"So, I'm guessing that you like it?" he asked. You nodded your head while you continued to look at the res of the flowers.

"It's wonderful," Who would have ever guessed that after all there years of little America helping you in your guardian that he would one day have his own green thumb.

"I'm glad you like it. It was one of the only things I could think of to do what would remind me of you." Your eyes widened. You turned around to look up at him and saw a large blush settling on his cheeks. Scratching the back of his head he gave a nervously glance at you. You couldn't help but smile at how adorable he was right now, just like when he was little.

"Thank you, America. Come lets go inside and I'll make us some tea and we can catch up on things." you said, holding out both of your hands for him to take. He smiled softly and grabbed hold of the both before the two of you slowly made your way back inside the house, hand in hand.

And that was when you had been reunited a second time with someone you cared for deeply.