I don't own Hetalia okay? I don't have much to say so enough of this A/N, on with the fic!
Lovina sighed as she lay on the bed Alfred and she shared. Felicia had given a bridal magazine to her and she looked at it, knowing that in a month she would be Mrs. Jones and they would be able to say that she is pregnant in a month. It would be nice to be able to just say I am pregnant. It's hard to hide this…. She thought as she grabbed a nearby bucket that she had with her. I thought morning sickness was morning only She thought as she wiped her mouth. Thank god there's a water closet nearby. She said as she snuck in, rinsed the bucket and came back into the bedroom and sighed. I miss him…. She thought. Knowing what was going on with her grandfather's business, she knew that Alfred was not going to be very safe.
"Lovina?" Felicia said as she came into the bedroom. "Are you okay?"
"Yes." She scowled. "What do you want?"
"I haven't seen a lot from you. Have you picked the dress?" Felicia said.
"Not yet." Lovina said.
"Yeah, it's hard to decide. I know what it was like when I was thinking Luddy and I were going to be married…."
"Yeah well that's not going to happen." Lovina said.
"Why did you have to talk like that?" Felicia said. "That was not very nice."
"Well I am not in the mood." Lovina said as she turned away from her sister.
"Oh waaaaaa I got me a very handsome husband who grandpa loves despite being a total bitch." Felicia said. "Must be so hard to have that life!"
"It is. You don't know the whole story on what's going on." Lovina said.
"Hmmmmph!" Felicia said as she stormed out of the room.
"Well that's good." Lovina said as she placed her hand on her abdomen. Helena said it was still too early to feel much of anything but she found herself wondering if the child would be a boy or girl and who they would take after more. But would their father live to see them grow up? She wondered as she held tight to his pillow and wondered when Alfred would come home and if he was going to be involved with any of the bloody fights that Lovino had told her about.
Meanwhile, Alfred slowly sipped his drink, listening to what was going on and what he could take back to Julius. He needed to have something to give back to him. But he could hardly find something to really tell. Plus it was his first time at the place. He needed to get their trust. Asking everything that Julius could possibly want to know was not something they would likely tell something to a new person. I just hope that Julius will accept that.
"So how is this?" Feliks said.
"Not bad." Alfred replied. "That singer is pretty." Alfred said pointing out at Amelia who had just taken a bow after a set.
"I thought you had a girl." Feliks asked.
"Yeah but doesn't mean I can't admit when a girl is pretty." Alfred sighed as he took a drink. "I really should have made better choices in my life. I wouldn't be here today if I didn't."
"Ahhhhh I know what being the family fuck up is." Gilbert said. "Here." He said pouring another drink. "No hard feelings from when we met. Just have to be careful these days you know?"
"Yeah I know." Alfred said sipping his drink. He didn't want too get too drunk and cause a problem. He needed to be friendly with the people here and gain their trust. If Julius can' see this needs to be a long term operation, then he can go fuck himself. I'm already getting in too deep on this whole thing. "This stuff is pretty good. Where'd you get it?"
"You honestly think we'd tell you, an outsider where we get our illegal hooch?" Arthur said coming up and meeting Alfred and pat him on the back.
"Yeah I should have known better," Alfred laughed meekly. "Guess I'm just having a hard time. Maybe Feliks told you everything."
"Yes, so sad." Arthur said. "But we must pick ourselves up from the mistakes we make. The lowliest London street rat can become something great in this country."
"So why is someone from England telling me that?" Alfred said.
"You looked like you needed a bit of a pick me up." Arthur said. At this Amelia came over and hugged Arthur. "I hope you will excuse me. I need to spend some time with my dear Amelia."
"Oh Artie." She giggled.
At this, Alfred rolled his eyes as Ivan burst in. "We have big problem!" Ivan said. "Coppers!" He said as Gilbert took the booze and hid it in a compartment under the floorboards and many people started to exit out the back to a way by where the fish were loaded in from the boats. Alfred looked around panicking. Shit, will they think I told the cops? Well there's lots of other people here but I am the new guy. Maybe they know who I am tied up with? Alfred thought as he downed his drink and looked around in the panic.
"Get the hell out of here!" Feliks said as Alfred looked around and followed the rest of the crowd out the establishment. "Think of your gal and soon to be baby."
This was what it took to get Alfred to run as fast as he could to the exit and to the Marine hospital where he was to call Feliciano and have him pick him up. Place the coins in and dialing the number that was on the card, he sat in the booth as a night nurse looked absently at a magazine. Come on, come on. He pleaded in his mind and it rang.
"Oh hello!" Feliciano said. "Over already?"
"There was a raid. I got out with a little bit of information well not much." Alfred sighed. "But a few of the people I suspect have some sway like me. I think the ice cream shop guy might invite me back if I make him think that it wasn't me who called the cops." Alfred sighed.
"Oh it wasn't you." Feliciano said. "It was grandpa."
"WHAT?" Alfred yelled as the nurse looked up at him annoyed and placed her finger at her lips to make a 'shhhhh' sign. He dropped his voice. "Listen just pick me up and we'll talk about this on the way home." He said slamming the phone down. "Hehehehe... family disputes...sorry for being loud." The nurse rolled her eyes, shook her head and returned to her magazine, reading the story.
Feliciano placed down the phone, grabbed the keys to the car and headed out as Julius called to him. "Alfredo done so soon?" He said knowingly.
"Yep. The cops raided the speakeasy he was going to." Feliciano said.
"Good." Julius said. "I hope he got some intel."
"Well..." Feliciano said.
"Don't worry, I'll talk to him when he gets home. Go bring out little lost son back." Julius smiled as he motioned Feliciano to pick him up.
Alfred sat outside by the door with an annoyed look on his face. How was he supposed to get in good with the people that Julius wanted intel on as a rival gang if he just called the cops on them and got their speakeasy shut down. There was no way that busting one speakeasy would put this group down. If they were willing to steal Julius's truck like they claimed, then one bust wasn't going to end them. And it wasn't like he could tell who was the boss. He just knew a few who worked in there. But the leader, all he had was a Wulver nickname. Nobody's real name is like that and no one seemed like they would have that for a nickname...and well why would they give me their real name? Alfred thought as he saw the car pull up and he pulled open the door angerly.
"How was it?" Feliciano asked nicely.
"I could have done better for you guys if your grandpa didn't do what he did." Alfred yelled. "Now take me the fuck home. I know Lovina must be worried sick about me."
Arthur and Amelia stood on Toris and Feliks' houseboat with Gilbert, Ivan, Alba and Dylan. Alba and Dylan were counting the money. There was a decent few weekends so Arthur was able to bribe the cops to go away, along with giving some of their whiskey to them. There was always a contingency plan in case of raids, but the past few had been going so well, there was little worry about it. "So, how did they find us?" Arthur began pacing around.
"Maybe we were too loud?" Amelia suggested. "And some nosey neighbor called?"
"Possibly." Arthur said. "But there had to be a leak somewhere. Somebody told the cops." Looking over the lake he thought who it could be. "Couldn't be that Alfred chap who was in there."
"Could be." Gilbert said.
"Nah, we have to trust the guy. Could all just be coincidence." Feliks said. "It is best to give him another chance, see if it keeps happening. If it does, then somehow the info is leaking with him."
"Where does he live?" Arthur asked as Gilbert and Feliks shrugged. "Last name?"
"Jones." Gilbert said.
"Blast, that's a common name." Arthur said.
"Well he did say he was in the war, had a psycho father with a farm out in Wisconsin that's now his and he 'blew around' a bit before he came to Chicago." Feliks explained. "And messed up with his boss's granddaughter."
"Boss's granddaughter?" Arthur said. "I could be making connections where there are none, but who is his boss?"
"Catholic and making him convert, and I think he told me his boss worked in shipping." Feliks said.
"Well, that's a fair bit of information, I may be able to search for him and figure out where he lives and if he's connected to anyone who may have told. He did not seem like he would himself." Arthur said.
"Awwwwwwww you're as smart as Sherlock Holmes." Amelia said as Gilbert made a motion like he was going to puke and Dylan smiled.
"Just because I'm British does not mean I am bloody Sherlock, love." Arthur laughed.
"But there's the Wulver determination I've been wanting you to use." Alba said. "Maybe the saying is true." Arthur looked over at his brother curiously. "Behind every great man is a great woman." He smiled at Amelia who smiled back.
"Oh piss off." Arthur said. "No offense love."
"None taken." Amelia said.
"But finally manning up and asking her out was what helped bring back your Wulver side and your smarts." Alba said.
"Can we just worry about the task at hand and find out how much this eat into our cash at hand? We need a fair bit to start some fronts. I know Leon was talking about his grandfather wanting to start a laundry, saying he felt like a useless old man with Leon taking care of him. Maybe bring him in as a front if we give him the start up loan?"
"That seems like a good idea." Amelia said.
"Not too bad." Alba said. "Julius has many fronts. So some methods of his we need to copy, others we don't. And that is one that should be copied."
"Agreed" Arthur asked as everyone else nodded. "Well I shall talk to Leon and his grandfather in the morning. But we need rest, it has been a very busy evening."
"Nothing like a good run from the law to get your heart pumping, eh?" Amelia said.
"I'd rather not keep that exercise up love." Arthur said as they got off the boat and headed to Amelia's apartment.
"Yeah." She said wincing as they headed to the nearest tram station. "At least you have proper shoes, try it in heels."
"That cannot be comfortable." Arthur said.
"It's not." Amelia said.
"Well have a seat, we have a few minutes before the next car." Arthur said. "And I'll carry you up to the apartment as to not hurt your feet and make a good soak for them."
"Okay you're the boss but you're pampering me so." She blushed.
"Well boss or no, I love you and need to treat you as such." Arthur said looking away.
"Aww Artie." She said kissing him.
As soon as Alfred was home, Julius greeted him at the garage. "So I hear you had a busy night."
"You called the cops. I could hardly get intel." Alfred stated. "I'm going to have to beg Gilbert for another chance. They probably think it's me. Newbie there and all."
"I'm sure you'll do fine." Julius smiled. "Now off to bed, I am sure Lovina misses you dearly."
"Yeah." Alfred growled as he opened the door to find Lovina asleep. Better not disturb her. She needs her rest.He thought as he changed his clothes in the dark and lay down beside her carefully. I hope our kid gets her hair. So pretty. He thought as he went to sleep, trying to forget what happened and not think of what Julius would have him do next.
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