I don't own Hetalia okay? I don't have much else for this opening. Anyway, enough of this A/N, on with the fic!

September 25th 1922

(from the diary of Natalya Jones nee Arlovskaya)

Eliza has the access to what I need. I had spoken with some of the men at the agency where Fredka works. I had told them that he was better than just a desk jockey. I was always told that was his former job and laugh me out the door. Well I will do their job of catching some of the mafia in our area of New York myself. Eliza will be able to help me. She has the books of just who those pasta munching idiots are paying off. And if Fredka gives them the lead, he can bargain with the agency and get transferred to San Diego. I know they need help. I had found out a way to become as they say 'pen pals' with the wife of someone down there whose husband is trying to control the border smugglers as a US Marshal. Said it was pretty easy to get them to move us if I could prove to their captain at that base that Fredka is worthy of it. And unfortunate my testimony as his wife is not good enough.

Eliza is scared to find out she's pregnant, and I understand why and I won't tell her anything so fluffy or silly or anything like that. I have had three of them. And my station in life was not like hers. I was blessed to have a steady home life in Fredka. And her husband is very skilled musically but does not see a good future in Europe. I hate how Fredka and Roderich think I cannot hear then when they are not too far from me. However, I had made a deal with Roderich and Eliza that if I do get Fredka the job they can buy the house from us as long as Eliza gets me the information on who is being bought off by the Vargas family and I know how to pressure the agencies to do something. That will make sure that Fredka gets that job in California that he wants. The children can grow up by the ocean, the Pacific and never have to deal with cold again.

I remember that Vanya had told me once he dreamt of a home where it is warm and full of sunflowers. Why we came to New York, well I don't know, other than the fact most come to New York. We do have many of his personal possessions still. I have them kept away where the mice and weather cannot get to them. The way Nikolai is growing, by the time he is a young man he could easily fit into Vanya's old clothes and I am working hard to make sure his old stuffed toys of that animal not yet known to science or whatever mother was going for when she made then for him is kept safe. While his body is left here, I think those things will take his spirt out there and he might like that. All I know is that Fredka cannot keep living like this.

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