I'm so sorry this is late! I thank you all for sticking with me. Life and school…I know. More excuses. I can't apologize enough. Anyway, I hope you enjoy this chapter. It'll be a lot of talking and maybe some shooting…have fun!

Canada swallowed as he faced the barrel of the gun. His hands were up, breathing heavily. He couldn't hide his shaking. "America…"

America glared at his brother. "Why'd you do it?"

"Do what?"

"Don't give me that," America yelled. "Why'd you let that Communist go?"

Canada blinked. "I didn't let him go. He escaped himself."

America stood up, still standing on the stairs. He towered over Canada. "He couldn't have gotten out. Also, why were you outside? Were you trying to catch him?"

No answer.

"I think that you were helping him." America lowered the gun slightly. "I thought I could trust you. I thought you wouldn't betray me."

Canada's frown grew. "I didn't betray you."

America silenced his brother with a shot to the shoulder.

Canada screamed out as he snapped to the side, stumbling and clutching the wound. He grunted as the pain settled in.

America watched coldly as Canada tried to gain control. "Now you're going to tell me the truth. Where is Russia heading?"

Canada blinked back tears of shock and pain. He only looked back up at his assailant. His breathing was the only thing filling the room. He silently prayed that America wouldn't kill him, prayed that he wouldn't torture him.

America looked around, exasperated. "It's an easy question. I think you can handle that. Where is Russia going?"

Canada swallowed. "Don't kill me, America. You're angry, you're not thinking straight."

"Answer my question." America punctuated the command with a shot to Canada's thigh.

The poor nation crumpled to the floor, crying out. He was sweating now and didn't know how to get out of this situation. "He's going…back to my country…You cannot touch him there." Canada hoped America believed him.

America frowned. "Why would he go there?" He seemed genuinely confused. "Why would he go there…?"

While America was thinking, Canada started looking around for a way to escape. He couldn't run and he certainly could not overpower his brother. America was far stronger than him.

Russia listened to car moving along the highway, on the way to the airport in Newark. He knew he would be forever in Canada's debt. Once they arrived at the airport, Russia struggled to the airplane.

"Sir?"

Russia looked over and saw a flight attendant looking concerned.

"Are you okay?" he asked.

Russia nodded his head. "I was merely in a fight on the way here. Nothing to be concerned."

The flight attendant nodded and continued on his way.

I hope Canada is alright, Russia thought.

Canada was still clutching his wounds, his fingers sticky with blood.

America was going on about how brothers should be there no matter what and how they never ever stabbed each other in the back.

Canada growled. "What you were doing was wrong. I couldn't just stand around let it happen! You were killing him!"

America sighed. "Oh you know Russia couldn't die. We can't die until our people perish."

Canada couldn't find anything to rebut.

"Well," America spoke. "I'm going to have to punish you."

Canada's eyes widened. "What do you mean?"

"You betrayed me. I can't let this go." America started reloading his gun casually. "It's not like you're going anywhere."

"America, please. "Think about this. I'm you're brother."

"That didn't seem to stop you when you helped my enemy."

Canada looked stunned. "You couldn't. You couldn't really kill your own brother."

America smiled. "Well. You never know." He pistol whipped Canada in the face and quickly grabbed the victim's chin, keeping the head from snapping back. "Look at me when I hit you."

"You're insane," Canada hissed back. He quickly back handed America, smiling when America yelled and whipped around, grabbing his face.

America glared. "How dare you!" He advanced.

Canada ignored his pain as he scooched away. "Stay away from me, America," he demanded. "Just let me go."

Snarling, America shot Canada in the foot and hand. He grinned when he heard his brother scream. "I'd get that checked out if I were you." He suddenly stopped his assault. "I have an idea. I'll let you free if you can escape. I'll set you lose in the forest and you will have two days to evade me."

Canada looked horrified.

"I have private lands for this. They're fenced in so it's not like you'll escape easily" America, keeping the gun trained on his captive, he grabbed the kitchen phone. "I will allow you one phone call. Here."

Canada took the phone and dialed. "Russia?" he spoke after a while. He sent a little smirk at America.

"Hello, Canada. The plane hasn't taken off yet. What happened? Are you okay?" Russia's concerned voice was shaking.

Canada shook his head. "America has me. He's going to hunt me. Get away and stay away. You can't do anything now."

"I will offer you sanctuary, Canada. Do not worry."

Canada smiled sadly. "You have to get there first. Stay safe, Russia. Good bye."

Russia was about to protest but Canada hung up before he could respond.

"The main cabin doors have been closed. Please turn off all cellular devices."

Russia swore under his breath as he obeyed the flight attendants.

Canada was blindfolded and cuffed before being strapped into the backseat of America's limousine. He only saw the flashes of highway lights as they spent the next three hours in the car. It was five in the morning when the car stopped. Canada felt the gun at his temple.

"Get out."

Canada obeyed. "Where are we?"

"A section of the Pine Barrens."

The blindfold was ripped off and Canada saw nothing but woods around him. "America. Are you sure about this?" A knife was thrust into his face.

"Run," America whispered. "You have one hour."

Canada knew it was useless to argue at his point. He took one look at his former brother and friend. "I forgive you, America." With that, he took off, gripping his knife like it was his life. He didn't look back. He only heard America's insane laugh as he stumbled through the forest, wounds still punishing him for his every movement.

So this was fun. I hope you all enjoyed. The next chapters will be the hunt and Russia being worried. Anyway, sorry for updating late again. This is FlamboyantLollipop signing off. Until next time.