Police Work

Chapter 1: Fifteen Years Later

It was a normal, grey morning in the city where the deceased Alfred Jones had worked as a police officer. Not much had changed after he died. Crime had slowed down a bit, but it slowly came back around after Jones' case went cold. The only information that they could continue with was the info that Arthur Kirkland knew, and that was not much. Any information that he had known was forcibly forgotten, it was too traumatic. Although he did remember the boy who had shot Jones, that had stuck with him though it all.

Mrs. Jones raised her two daughters through the tough time, and eventually re-married, but it was after Amelia had moved out and gone to the Police Academy nearby. Madeline moved out a year later and went to a university and she eventually came back and went to medical school. The two young girls in the photo that Jones had shown Arthur, were living their dreams, although they still couldn't let go of their father's death. When he died Amelia looked for anything that reminded her of him, then she saw his old bomber jacket from WWII. The jacket had been passed down from her great-grandfather all the way through to her dad. He had left it at home because he knew the severity of the situation; he cared too much about the jacket, so instead he had taken his work jacket. Amelia took the jacket that night and curled up with it on whenever she missed her dad, which was a lot. It was like he was hugging her again with his warm arms. On nights like those she would cry her eyes out; it was many years later before she stopped crying like this.

Madeline grieved too, but it was apparent that Amelia was hit hardest out to the two. She had been 7 while Madeline had been 6; she had known him better, by one year. Amelia and her father were like a matching set, they both wanted to be a hero. Amelia idolized her dad and she could hardly stand for him not to be around. Madeline did her best to help her grieving sister; at times it was very difficult, because Amelia was the opposite of Madeline in almost every way. But Amelia had to grow up a little and by the time she had gone to the Academy she had stopped grieving in a way that it was apparent. Now she was 22 and she was ready for her first day of work, but not before having a morning jog.

She had started in her apartment and jogged around the park, stopped at a flower stand and jogged onward to the cemetery. She stopped jogging as soon as she entered the large gates of the cemetery. A pained expression entered her face as she headed for her father's grave. Now here she stood, at the headstone and read the words on it over, and over again. She finally stopped reading and started crying for her dad.

"Dad," She spoke with uncertainty."I-I'm here. I know it's been a'while, but I'm here."

Silence filled the air.

"Dad, I'm gonna make you proud. I'm gonna be a hero, just like you. I got out of the Academy. I'm gonna start at the station you worked at. I'm gonna find who did this to you, and I'll make him pay. He will go down, dad, just for you."

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"Dad, I-I miss you. I-I brought you some f-flowers. I promise, I'll come back, as much as possible now that I'm gonna work here. I-I-I l-love y-you D-d-dad." She hadn't felt the tears on her face, not until someone came behind her.

"it is sad, дa[1]?" the voice spoke. "To lose a parent at such a young age."

Amelia turned around to see a large man with light blonde hair, violet-colored eyes, and a trench coat that covered his entire body. What surprised Amelia most wasn't his large build, she was used to seeing men lager than her, no, it was his child-like face that looked like it was hiding dark secrets. It almost terrified her, but she would be strong and face this, just like he dad.

"Yes… it is. He died when I was 7." She said with as much confidence she could muster.

"Ah, that is so young." He frowned. "My отец[2] was killed when I was 12."

"I'm sorry."

"It is ok." He said with his child-like smile.

"My dad was a police officer. He was a true hero…" She spoke as she wiped away her tears. "… and I'm gonna be just like him, except for the dying."

"Oh?" This perked up the man's interest. "And what is your name?"

"Amelia, Amelia Jones. And you?"

"Ivan." That was all he said before he left and entered a black limo which then left the cemetery.

Amelia smiled. He was nice, creepy, but nice all the same. She thought. She then turned back around and put the flowers in her hand on the grave. "See ya tomorrow dad." She, then jogged back home to get ready for her first day of work.

Arthur Kirkland washed his face for the day. It was a part of his usual morning routine. He just sighed as he remembered that he was getting a new partner today. Chief Beilschmidt would introduce the two. If it wasn't bad enough that he was already working on a case that he hoped would lead back to the cold Jones case, but he was having trouble. It was difficult; he found out, to link cold cases to present cases, especially if the only link was how they were murdered was a gunshot to just above the heart. He still remembered Jones and found out that he had been one of the forces' finest. It pained Arthur to know that the kind man had left behind a family that adored him and a daughter that wanted to follow in his footsteps. Arthur figured that she wouldn't now; he wouldn't if it had been his father. Or at least if she was going to be a police officer, she wouldn't be one in the same city that her father was killed in, at least that's what he reasoned. He was now almost ready to leave, he just needed his hat.

He reached into his desk drawer and pulled out his police hat, there he saw it. The old hat Jones had given him. It was old, but Arthur still kept it as a reminder why he was an officer. The sentimental value also kept him from placing it anywhere else. Arthur smiled and placed the hat on his desk. He then walked out with his work bag and his work hat. He headed to the bus. He was on a good 5 minutes when a young lady bumped into him, which caused him to fall down.

"Oh! I'm sooo sorry dude!" She hurriedly apologized as she attempted to help him up.

"Oh, it's quite fine madam." Arthur smiled as he brushed his clothes off.

"It's my fault; I'm late for a meeting, sorta." She puffed, "And I thought it would be faster to take the bus instead of running there."

"I understand Miss."

"Thanks Dude!" She smiled. "Oh, this is my stop…"

"This is mine too… Shall I walk you to your meeting?" Arthur suggested.

"Uh, sure! Thanks a lot." She smiled.

As they got off Arthur asked. "So where's the meeting?"

"Oh, it's in the police station." She smiled once more.

"Ah, I'm headed there as well." Arthur spoke, very surprised that they were headed to the same location. They walked together inside the old building. They both entered the elevator and they both exited on the 2nd floor. Arthur led the young lady to Chief Beilschmidt's office and knocked on the door.

"Come in." He said while looking down at his papers.

"Hello sir. Sorry I'm late." The girl apologized.

The Chief looked up and looked at the lady surprised. "You're early Miss, as are you Kirkland."

"What do you mean, sir?" Asked Arthur.

"I mean that the both of you weren't supposed to be here in my office for another hour. Arthur this is your new partner, Amelia Jones." The Chief responded.

Author's Note: OMG! A chapter within 24 hours? That's actually weird for me. I usually get a chapter finished 24 hours AFTER the pervious chapter… oh well. Anyways… it's a bit of some sort of cliffhanger. Oh and when Ivan says 12, he was 12, but he looked 14, if that makes sense.

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Translations: These are from Google translate, because I do not know Russian. If you do could you please tell me what I need to change.

[1] дa – yes

[2] отец – father

Disclaimer: I don't own Hetalia or its characters; this is a fan fiction using the characters to portray a story that is only meant to entertain

Character guide: In case you didn't get the character(s) from this chapter: Amelia – America

Madeline – Canada