I don't own Hetalia okay? I'm glad to see so many reading and liking this story but at this part it won't be an easy order of each other's thoughts like before. A lot will be happening in the Jones and Braginsky families in 1917 in this story, so you'll see a lot more. Anyway, enough of this A/N, on with the fic!
June 24th 1917
Dearest Katyusha, Natalya and Fredka,
I am sorry I haven't written you any sooner, but as soon as we had made it to England, I was sent for a physical examination and extra training. My unit is partnered up with a British unit of much under the same assignments. Many of the American regulars had been sent to France to join the fighting right away but they wanted to train us with basic first aid and driving before sending us down to take part of our duties. I had also toured the hospitals, much like the ones you were working at and it made me nervous. So many injuries. I had read about this, heard what you had told me Katyusha, but it's something different actually seeing it.
Some of the British and French soldiers I had run into seem pretty hopeful that once the Americans joined the war it would end quickly. I don't know, I am no military stratigest myself but I sure hope so. But these same people thought this war would be over by Christmas 1914. If they were right, I wouldn't be here. Matthew would not be sent home so injured, at least from what you told me Fredka. Send him my best wishes and if Katyusha does not mind he can stay at my house if he feels he's being a burden on you. Many of the soldiers who haven't been sent home just yet but in a similar position said they felt they would be a burden on their families and with you expecting another bundle of joy, it may be too much, I don't know. While I could be certain of how he would feel before this, after I don't know. This has changed a lot of men from what I hear, always keeping my ear to the ground.
In about one week from my writing of this letter, I will be sent to France to begin my duties with the injured. They made sure that my shooting was still good and had given me a rifle and pistol to defend myself just in case. Do not worry, with this I will be safe. I will make it back to you whole and honorable. Especially you Natalya, you are in a delicate state and worry won't help the baby. Don't you fret for me either Fredka. You need to be there for Natalya and your brother as well. Thinking of me and what could go wrong will not allow you to do that. You told me that your heart would protect me. Well I believe that so you should too. Don't tell me you just told me that so I would be okay.
Your loving brother,
Ivan
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