I just want to start by saying thanks to all the people who have read/followed/favorited this story so far. You guys are awesome.

Anyways, I want to clarify something from the last chapter. The war that was mentioned was Finland's fight for independence against Russia. In each new chapter I will explain all the past events in the chapter before it. Just for the people who don't know much about history. In chapter three there will be Yuri (girl x girl sex), if you do not want to read it then I would suggest waiting for chapter four. I will put warnings like this for every time anything that is related to sex comes up. I don't want to lose any readers who might not like reading sex, but are fine with the rest of my story. Also, for this story I will try to release a new chapter every Monday or Friday. It depends what my schedule is like and how much time I have. Anyways, I hope you enjoy this next chapter.

Disclaimer: I do not own Hetalia or any of it's characters. They belong to their respective owners and creator.

Chapter 2- The Great Depression and Finding Love

It had been a couple months since Amelia had nursed me back to health at her house. As my wound had quickly healed and I regained strength, I heard the good news that my country had gained its independence in my absences. The joy that had filled me from it was quickly forgotten as a horrible depression creeped its way over almost half of the world. America was affected the worst by it.

Sitting in my office at home I looked at the large stack of bills and laws that I had to sign off on. Next to that was a stack of mail. Half of it was probably from my brothers, Norway and Iceland, but I decided to start looking through it. Between the mass amounts of letters of complaint from my government about getting the new laws finished, and letters from my brothers complaining about the depression, a smaller, more plain looking envelope caught my attention. I picked it up and noticed the little American flag stamp on it as a small smile came to my face.

Amelia and I had been keeping contact with each other since she helped me get better. After a while I started noticing how I couldn't wait for her to send another, and how sometimes I would read the ones she had sent me multiple times. This letter seemed different though. There wasn't any goofy drawing on the envelope, or her usual messy handwriting for the addresses. Instead the addresses were stamped on and it looked very official. This made me nervous.

I pulled the legal looking letter out of its envelope to see a printed message on it. It wasn't from Amelia, but instead from her boss. The letter described the hard times Amelia and her country were going through, and asked for the countries to all meetup for a conference discussing the loans that still had to be paid off to America from the great war. I quickly grabbed two sheets of blank paper and envelopes. Before the day was done I had two letters being sent out. One responding to Amelia's boss saying that I would attend the meeting. The second was to Amelia herself, asking if she was okay, and if there was anything I could do to help her.

A month went by and I had found myself in a conference room with about sixty other countries. Amelia was sitting at the head of a large table, with a humorous grin on her face. I looked at her with concern, especially since she had never answered my last letter. A large amount of countries were yelling, cursing, and arguing about the reason why they were even there, but Amelie kept that goofy grin on her face. She probably was a lot more nervous and concerned about her country than what she was showing, hopefully.

As the last of the countries had arrived, people started to quiet down and look towards Amelia. She seemed to swallow thickly as she stood up to face the impending insults and curses that were bound to be thrown her way again. Standing there for a second or two happened to aggravate a certain former pirate. England grumbled, "Why don't you just bloody tell us why we are in this God forsaken room and then let us leave? I have some tea and scones waiting for me back home and like the rest of the countries here I don't want you to be wasting my bloody time."

Amelia chuckled nervously, "Don't worry Iggy, I won't keep you girls here for too long." She cleared her throat and pulled out a paper from a folder she had sitting in front of him. I noticed his eyes dart over in my direction briefly and I gave her a reassuring smile before she started talking again. "So, Lately things have been kind of hard. Especially with the great depression and all that stuff. Plus there was the great war, and that didn't really help. With everything that has been going on I know from first hand experience that money is becoming hard to come across, and…" She was cut off by England, who seemed to be aggravated again.

"Oh just get to the bloody point already! You want us to give you money that we don't have." The former pirate yelled.

The grin that had been previously on Amelia's face disappeared, "It's true. My boss asked me to invite you all here so that I could try to convince you all to continue your payments to me from the war." That's when chaos broke loose. Countries started yelling about their own problems, and soon enough people just started to leave. Every country that left meant that fewer people were going to pay their loans off to Amelia's country. So, only I stood in the room with Amelia. She had her back to me and was putting away papers.

Walking over to her, I rested a hand on her shoulder, and as she looked at me I said, "I'll continue my payments Amelia." Her face lit up, and she pulled me into a tight hug.

"Thanks Finland!" She practically yelled into my ear. Chuckling, she let me go and gave me a huge grin, "Hey would you like to go get something to eat?"

I couldn't help but smile at her and say. "Sure, that would be great." I was dragged out of the room by an over excited American, and towards the parking lot. Soon we were in her car and driving towards wherever she decided he wanted us to eat. I had no complaints, because I was getting kind of hungry too.

We pulled into the parking lot of a restaurant with a silly looking castle theme. Amelia quickly got out of the car as I unbuckled, and ran around the car to open the door for me. I blushed at the gesture, but quickly shook it off thinking, {She's just trying to be nice.} We walked into the restaurant and I was shocked by the design of it. Instead of being waited on, people were ordering food from the front, and then carrying it to their seats. I looked at Amelia and asked, "What kind of restaurant is this?"

She laughed and said, "Have you never seen a fast food restaurant before?" When I shook my head she shrugged. "It's still pretty new in my country. If you want, you can go sit down while I order us some food." I agreed and sat down at a booth near the back facing a window that looked out onto the city. My thoughts began to wander as I watched a couple cars pass by. A tray of food appeared in front of me, snapping me back to reality.

I looked up and smiled at Amelia as she sat down. "What were you looking at?" She questioned me, gesturing at the window.

I smiled and before I could stop myself I said, "I was just admiring how beautiful your country is." Right after saying it I realized how wrong she could take my compliment. A blush spread across my face and I looked down at the tray of food.

She chuckled seemingly innocently, "Thanks, It means a lot to me that someone with a country as gorgeous as yours would say that." My face turned even redder at her comment. Did she realize what she said, or was she just as innocent as people claim she was. I let that thought slip from my mind as we began to eat and exchange small talk.

We ended up talking for a few hours and she invited me to stay at her house instead of at the hotel I had been booked at. Not wanting to be rude I accepted her offer, and soon found myself in her guest room with my luggage. I was shocked at the largeness, and luxury of her house. For a country that was so in debt she seemed to be living a very rich life.

After preparing for bed, and getting ready to lay down, I heard a knock on my door. "Come in," I said, and the door swung open to reveal a blond head peeking in from around the corner of the door frame.

"Can I talk to you about something Finland?" Amelia said before stepping in and walking over to me.

"Sure, is there something I could help you with?" I responded to her.

"No, you are already helping me so much. I just wanted to thank you for everything you are doing." She sat down on the bed next to me.

"You dont have to thank me. I'm just trying to repay you for taking care of me when I was recovering."

"Oh, so if I didn't help you originally you wouldn't be helping me now?" She questioned me, while staring down at the floor.

"No, I still would have helped you. You're my friend. I have a question for you though."

"Oh, okay. What is it?" She looked up at me with an expression of curiosity.

"Back when you took care of me, how exactly did I get to your house?" I questioned, hoping she wouldn't try to avoid answering. She looked at the ground. Her face was slightly hidden from me, but I could see the hint of a blush, and a look of nervousness.

After a couple minutes of silence she cleared her throat and said, "I heard about what was going on over in your country. I wanted to help but for the longest time my boss said no. As your war began to end he finally said yes. So I went to help you, but instead I found you lying in the snow with blood all around you. I couldn't just leave you laying there like that. So, I brought you back to my country."

"But why go through all of that trouble? I'm just an insignificant little country." She looked at me then. A serious expression replaced the cheerfulness I was accustomed to seeing.

"You are not insignificant. Not to me. You're amazing! I went through all that trouble because I l.." she cut herself off, but not before I could understand what she was about to say. To her surprise, I wrapped my arms around her neck, hugging her. After a few seconds she wrapped her arms around my waist, returning my hug.

"You are very sweet Amelia. I wish there were more people out there like you. The world would be a better place." I said, but what I couldn't say was how I felt at that moment, and how much she meant to me.

Her blush returned slightly, but so did her cheerful smile, "Thanks Finla…"

I cut her off, "Please, you can call me Tiana."

Her smile widened and she said, "Tiana, I like that name. It really fits you."

It was my turn to blush as I said, "T-thanks, it's just a name though."

"It's your name, so it makes it special. Just like you. I guess what I'm trying to say is…" She started to trail off and I noticed the space between us growing ever smaller.