PRUSSIA'S P.O.V.

No! The worst possible thing that could ever happen just did. Russia came in here and made me spill my guts to Germany and Micheala about how he's her real dad. Then he has the nerve to rename her and invite her to his house for the whole school year. Damn I really fucked up this time. Germany is acting like he's happy and all but I can tell he's truly heart broken, He won't even look me in the eye. I hate that russian bastard it's a good thing Micheala didn't have to grow up with him and that she's not totally psychopathic like him. As far as i'm concerned Ludwig has and always be Micheala's one and only father. I hope she sees that and learns to stay away from her crazy ass russian daddy. Fluch dich russland fluch dich. I hate him so much and my daughter just willingly left with a monster how could I let this happen? What have I done? Why is my life so screwed up? I had the perfect family and now all I have left of it is shards and shreds. It's all Russia's fault and I didn't really lie I just told everyone what should have been. In a perfect world Micheala would have been Germany's and how could I tell my baby that she was the product of repeated rape, and I was going to tell Germany, I honestly was but the way he looked at me and the proud look he got on his face when he looked at my enlarged belly, how could I crush him like that?

I have to talk to him about this mess. I summon all the courage I have and walk to Ludwig's private study I knock on the door first so that I don't make him any angrier than I already know he is. He shouts, "Come in." And with that I walk in and sit in the chair adjacent to his. I take one of his big hands in mine and say, "We need to talk about this, Ludwig." He looks up at me and cooly replys, "Talk about what?" That earns a glare from me, "We need to talk about this whole situation; you, me, Micheala, and Ivan. That's what." I state bluntly. "I don't vant to talk about zat." He practically yells. I'm on the verge of tears just as he seems to be, "Well it needs to be said, Luddy." I said in a high-pitched squeaky sounding voice. He finally reaches his breaking point and tears start to flow freely from him, "Vhy? Vhy me? How could you lie to me like zat, Maria?" I can't take this even i'm crying right now which is so 'not-awesome' of me, "Ludwig, I-I lied because I wanted it to be true so badly...Do you hate me?" Ludwig stares off into space for awhile, and when he comes back he says, "No I don't hate you, I should have known though. I thought about it sometimes but never fully put the peices together. I guess I just wanted it to be true too." This renewed my hopes by alot and after I thanked him and left I decided to take a shower, just the russian's presence made me fell violated and dirty all over again.

*After physical and mental cleansing*

I came out of the shower and got dressed and was about to fall asleep when Ludwig's phone started buzzing. I looked at it and almost decided to let it ring, but I remember that this was the bastard who had my daughter and I picked up, "Hallo." I said politely just in case Micheala was listening. "Pryvet, Maria. I just called to see what little Minka's favorite things were. Anything come to mind, da?" I think up somethin' smart real quick and reply, "Yeah, her favorite things in the world are her parents. Get the message?" He takes his sweet fucking time and cooly says, "Well I can give her half of that, you want to take it all the way, baby?" I looked at the phone in disgust and just as I was about to mouth off to him he answered, "Didn't think so. Besides mother Russia doesn't love you anymore."I retort loudly, "Well that's fine with me, I never loved you to begin with, but using my daughter to get back at me is lower thatn low, even for a monater like you," And with that I hung up the phone and resisted the urge to smash Germany's phone against the wall on the other side of the room. I threw my pillow over my head and drifted off to sleep.

*Prussia's Dream*

I wake up to the in a cold dark basement/dungeon type setting, I'm chained to the wall and my clothes have been removed. I'm still trying to guess my location when loud heavy footsteps come from behind the thick metal door at a slow leisurely pace. They stop just outside the door and I hear keys being rattled and then the lock clicks open. Slowly a large man glides into the room and lets the door close behind him. I flinch slightly at the heavy thud that sounds as the door banges closed. He advances and stops dead infront of me. I stare straight into his dark violet eyes; unafraid of him and by the look in his eyes I know that pain was sure to come. He licks his lips and looks me up and down, "Let's see what we have here, da." He stares at me even though we both know it was a retorical question. "Anything I like I won't scar up too badly." He said lighty but it still sounded like a threat. "Well your alabaster skin is soft and smooth but I can't gaurantee I won't make you bleed." He touches my exposed chest, "Your breasts are full and bouncey, da." He moves his hands to my inner thighs, "If I go a little lower I see that you have silky smooth thighs and Primorsky likes that. In fact he likes that a lot, da." He sighs, "But I guess he'll just have wait to break you like that." To this I finally speak, "You will never ever break me. I've gone against people ten times manlier than you." He just smiles at me and icly, "You don't know how manly I am, yet da. But you will soon find out. Thank you for saying that though, Now Primorsky doesn't have to wait." He unzipped his pants and roughly entered me.

After months of abuse and rape I got pregnant. I only found out becuase Russia's phsycotic insisted on me taking one. When it came up positive she tried to kill me but I told her I was aborting it she calmed the fuck down and told me I better. I said 'gladly' and she left without uttering a word to Russia about our little 'finding'. He asked me later and I told him that I was pregnant. At first he was exstatic until I added, "With Germany's baby." Then his expression grew darker, he looked at the belly that he had just been rubbing. He looked like it was the worst sight he'd ever seen and withdrew his hand. Then he did the most unexpected thing ever...He started crying.

When he stopped he didn't even try to touch me. He told me to sleep well and walked out of the room without another word.

That morning I went downstairs for breakfast and after I got done eating he told me to pack my stuff because he was giving me back to Germany. With the explanation of, "You should be there." I packed my bags and sure enough he put me on the first flight to Berlin.

*End of dream*

I woke up in cold sweats but I woke up to the comforting sight of Ludwig's arms around me instead of Russia's and seeing that adorable face of his looking so...calm it lulled me to sleep better than any lullaby.