A/N~ Hi everybody. Sorry it's been a while. As you know, I've been going through some medical stuff right now, and I'm currently recovering from my second surgery, so while I'm on the mend, I figured I'd get some writing done! End A/N

I don't own Hetalia, I only own the original characters in this story. :)

Chapter 14- Wedding day

Valentina paced back and forth, taking deep breaths and doing her best to remain calm. Currently, she is in a small back room at the church, waiting for the wedding to

begin, which is in a matter of minutes. Roderich is seated in a folding chair, his back ram rod straight as he watches her pace. "Valentina, Darling, please. Calm down!"

He finally said as she began her 20th lap of the room. Valentina sighed, smiling back at him nervously. "Ok. I'll try." Roderich gave her hand a squeeze, and the two

enjoyed a brief moment of silence before Guilia came barreling into the room, face white as a ghost. "Val? Mom and Dad are here. They want to see you." Valentina's

knees gave out, and Roderich caught her around the waist, moving her to sit in his chair. "Do, do you want to see them?" Guilia asked, giving her sister's hand a

squeeze as Roderich pat her other hand in comfort. "I. I don't know. I probably should." She said, squeezing Guilia's hand back,before allowing her sister to slip away

from her. "Vould jou like me to leave zo jou can have some time alone vith zhem, or do jou vant me to stay?" Roderich asked, brushing her hair out of her face and

smoothing down her veil. "I"ll be fine, Roderich. Don't worry." Valentina said, shaking her head, and Roderich pat her hand in comfort. "Alright. I'll be close by."

Valentina nodded, smiling slightly at him before he left. "Thank you." She whispered, and he smiled, nodding before leaving.

'Now I really need a cigarette.' She thought, glaring at her parents as they stepped in the room, both shivering from the intensity of her glare. In the hallway, Valentina

could hear the bodyguards and men her father always had with her, and she mentally shivered at the thought of who all could be in the group. Mr. and Mrs. Laguardia

both deal in some shady underground, mafia level business that included drug trafficking, and went everywhere with a crew of men. One of the reasons that Valentina

and her parents didn't get along was the fact that their whole livelihood was based on illegal activity, and her's was based on enforcing the law. The other reason was

that the whole reason she and Feliciano met was because her parents ordered a hit out on him.

"Why are you here?" Valentina asked, arms crossed over her chest. "Is that anyway to speak to your parents!" Mr. Laguardia barked, Mrs. Laguardia sneering at her

from his side. "You stopped being my parents the day you told me you hoped I'd die. I was nine, and in the hospital because one of your idiots shot me." Valentina

stood, hands in tight fists at her sides. "We're your parents whether you like it or not, and you'll come with us this instant!" He screamed. "No! I never want to see either

of you again! And I hope you both know that in less than an hour, I'm cutting all ties with you both, and forgetting that I ever knew you. You were never my parents! I

hate you both!" Valentina yelled, tears rolling down her cheeks as she fought to keep a straight face. "You ungrateful little bitch! You're coming with us now!" "No! I'm

not going anywhere!" She screamed. Mr. Laguardia raised his hand, and Valentina flinched. The sound of the door splintering opened, and fist colliding with flesh echoed

in the room.

Valentina blinked her eyes open, surprised that she hadn't been struck. On the floor, Gilbert is wrestling with Mr. Laguardia, blood streaming from Gilbert's knuckles and

the former father's nose. Elizabeta's holding back Mrs. Laguardia, Ludwig is fighting someone in the hall, and Roderich is stuck by the door because of the fighting. Alfred

and Matthew burst in the room, both blondes with blood on their knuckles, and Romano a few steps behind them, gun drawn. "Gilbert!" Valentina cried, kneeling by the

albino while the american twins and her brother-in-law subdued the man on the ground. Mrs. Laguardia broke free from Elizabeta, running down the hall. "Liza!"

Valentina yelled, hoisting up her dress and tossing the pistol strapped to her leg to the Hungarian. "You might need that!"

Hungary nodded her thanks before taking off down the hall after the run away. "He didn't touch you, did he?" Gilbert asked as Valentina pressed a tissue to his bleeding

lip. "No, no he didn't." Gilbert sighed, nodding. "Ok, good." Valentina helped Gilbert stand, wrapping her arms around his waist to keep him up before kicking one of her

father's men in the gut, sending him right into Japan's fist. "Let's get jou out of here." Gilbert said, lifting Valentina with Roderich's help over Spain and the man he was

fighting on the floor, pulling her down the hall by the hand. As the three ran down the hall, they past police officers and body guards, most asking if they were OK as

they past. "Gilbert!" Yvette cried, running towards them with tear filled eyes, Francis using a candle stick as a sword as he fought with one of the men behind her. "Êtes-

vous bien! Dieu, ce qui s'est passé?!" [French- Are you well?! My God, what happened?!] Yvette asked, pulling the Prussian, Austrian, and Italian into the sacristy, where

they found several of the other significant others, the priest, Liechtenstein, and Finland.

"Je vais bien, Yvette. Ne vous inquiétez pas. Hey, Finland, they might need you down there." [French- I'm fine, Yvette. Don't worry] "OK. Here. Stay safe!" Tino handed

Austria the massive rifle he had somehow produced, pulling a small pistol out before kissing his Fiancee and running out into the fray. Theda pulled a first aid kit from

her purse, and Yvette resumed her fussing over Gilbert, who took the gun from Austria and situated himself by the door, leaning against the wall beside it. "Where's

Feli?" Valentina asked Ozge and Joakim. The Turkish woman looks scared out of her mind, gripping onto Joakim's hand tightly, Sealand holding onto his other arm and

hiding his head in his chest. "He and all their bosses were taken into the confessionals when the fighting started." The swede said, patting Ozge's hand. A gunshot

sounded outside the door, followed by a long string of cursing and a loud thump. Romano stumbled in, cursing under his breath. "Where's Bella?" He demanded, holding

onto his arm as blood stained his fingers and Yvette screamed. "I..I don't know!" Stiina said, and Romano swore loudly, turning to leave but was stopped by Nina kicking

her heels off and loading a bullet into the handgun they all recognized as Vash's. "I'm coming vith jou!" "Vhat! Hell no! Get back here!" Prussia yelled, grabbing at the

Swiss woman as she and The Italian ran into the fight. The battle only lasted a few minutes longer, and then the whole church stilled.

The group huddled in the sacristy held their breath, Gilbert tightened his hold on the gun with his good hand, Yvette putting more pressure on his injured one. "Gilbert?"

Ludwig called from outside the door, knocking twice. "Jou all can come out now." Roderich opened the door, Ludwig immediately coming in to check on his brother and

the other nations coming in to check on their significant others. "Where's Feli and is Lovino ok?" Valentina asked Russia as he pats Viktoriya's head. "Italy is steel in hees

hidings place, and Romano found Beella. She is tryings to get him to go to hospital for steeches. It is not goings well." Valentina shook her head, a fond smile spreading

across her lips. "Grazie, Ivan." [Italian- Thank you] Valentina slipped out into the hallway, stepping around some police officers arresting one of Mr. Laguardia's men.

She turned when she heard someone yell her name in the distance."Valentina!" Lexie yelled, holding on to her sunhat as she ran. "You look beautiful. Are you OK? What

happened? Is everyone OK? Are you hurt? Where are your flowers? I need to take my adderall!" Valentina smiled, and pat the Brit on the arm. "Thank you, you do, too.

I'm fine. My parents showed up with half their corner of the mob. Feliciano has my flowers, and you should probably take that." Lexie nodded, grabbing Valentina by the

elbow and spinning her in a slow circle, checking for any signs of blood, bruises, and tears. "Alright. You look uninjured. Physically, at any rate."

"Vita Mia! Are you alright!" Feliciano yelled, running down the hall, his boss a few steps behind, holding a massive bouquet of white lilies. Feliciano wrapped both arms

around Valentina, tears running down his cheeks. "I'm fine, Amore. Are you hurt at all?" Valentina let out a sigh of relief when he shook his head no. "Thank God."

Feliciano offered her his elbow, smiling and sniffling softly. "Than, let's go get married!"