New Spain woke up unable to fall asleep. She couldn't stop thinking about little Puebla. New Spain felt tears fall down her cheek as she remembered the condition he was in. Puebla's hands although how young he may be were rough. Puebla no doubt about it worked hard. His eyes had seem many horrors far worse than the one she had just witnessed. New Spain got up from the bed and sat down the rocking chair that England would sit down on when ever he would rock America to sleep. Then she folded her knees and began to hug them and started to cry into them.
"P-puebla," New Spain howled and looked out the window to see a full moon.
Then she saw something that cheered her up. The France's flag waved in the distant it war probably in the harbor. She quickly got dressed and quietly got out of the room as to not wake America up. When she was outside she saw that England's bedroom light was out meaning that he was asleep; however, that did not mean she could make any noise since England was a light sleeper. She was especially quiet in front of England's doorway. When she reached the stairs she slide down as to not make any noise by stepping on one of the creaky steps.
New Spain quicken her step as she walked over to the front door. She turned the nob slowly and opened the door, once the door was opened she made a run for it. Knowing that every step may get her closer to Canada and farther away from America. When she got close she could tell two people were talking to one another but she knew that they weren't France nor Canada.
"... New Spain," New Spain heard one of them say.
"Yes, who needs me?" New Spain asked the taller nation. Getting on the ship and walking towards him in order to see if she would recognize him but she didn't.
Then she noticed another boy hiding behind the taller one's legs.
'He seems to be about the same age as Romano,' New Spain thought to herself.
"Are you, New Spain?" asked the taller nation.
"Yes," New Spain smiled at the mention of her own name, "and you are?"
"Oh, sorry about that. My name is Prussia and this is my little brother Germany. Germany, don't be shy say hello to little New Spain. You were the one making a huge fuss about wanting to see her now here you have her. Now say hello," Prussia said.
"H-hello, I am Germany it's a pleasure to finally meet you, New Spain," Germany said as he tor himself from his older brother.
New Spain walked over to him and gave Germany a hug and a kiss on the cheek.
"Es un placer conocerte, Germany," New Spain said, "where is Canada?"
"I am right here, New Spain," Canada shyly said as he appeared out of the blue.
"Canada! Canada! Canada!" New Spain cheered ass she ran towards him.
New Spain gave Canada a bear hug. Which he returned.
"I missed you. I missed you. I missed you," both New Spain and Canada said to each other into the hug which lasted five minutes.
Then New Spain gave Canada a quick kiss on the lips, that made everyone who was watching turn red of embarrassment.
"N-new Spain that was my first kiss," Canada stuttered.
"My too, why is it a big deal?" New Spain asked tilting her head as she did so.
"Of course it's a big deal! You only kiss someone you truly love!" Germany said feeling outraged.
"Oh," New Spain said, "I didn't know sorry, Canada. But I truly do love you. Te amo, Canada"
"Ch't'aime, Mexico," Canada shyly said.
"New Spain!" England shouted as ran towards her.
"What the hell do you think you are doing here! If Spain finds out," England meant the last part more to himself than to New Spain.
England scooped New Spain up who started to squirm in his arms.
"No, I do not want to go with you I want to sat here with Canada!" New Spain shouted.
"No I am taking you with me one way or another now hold still," England said feeling outraged.
" 'Ello, Angleterre. What brings you here to my wonderful and glorious ship? My, my England I didn't know you were that type of guy. Usually when a beautiful damsel says no you do as she tells you. Do you want her that badly?" France teased.
"It's not like that you perverted, frog. I am merely taking her with me so I can put her in bed and so that when Spain comes here tomorrow he doesn't know that she had been here," England said.
"Why do you go out of your way to keep both Canada and New Spain apart?" France asked.
"I am doing this for her own good," was all that England said.
"What do you mean?" asked France.
"France, you have not seen the horrors that Spain has done to New Spain's people. I don't think she even knows poor little girl," England said looking sorry at New Spain.
"I do know," New Spain said turning hugging England tightly and started to cry on his neck.
"I saw everything. I saw what the men were doing to the women. I saw how the men were beaten. I even saw my brother Puebla there. He is so weak he has been beaten and he looks so bad," New Spain cried even harder when she mentioned her brother but then she regretted it.
"New Spain, you have another brother?" Prussia asked in amazement.
"Mm-hm," New Spain nodded yes.
"Mama Azteca told me not to tell Spain about him," New Spain sobbed "I think I know why, it's because Puebla is Spain's son."
"How do you know, New Spain?" asked England.
"Puebla looks just like Spain thats why," New Spain sobbed, "Puebla, has Spain's smile, his smile, his cheeks, and even his hair. Puebla also looks like my Mama Azteca he has her eye and hair color other than that he is Spain's spitting image."
Then England froze he remembered having seen that little boy when he went to see what Spain had done the first day he had arrived.
Flashback:

England got up late the night both he and New Spain had arrived at America's house. England waited for both New Spain and America to fall asleep in order to go to New Spain's homeland. He didn't have to wait that long because within minutes they were both fast asleep. England had stepped out of his room and walked down the stairs as quiet and as quick as possible. He opened a closet door that stood right next to front door and took out his coat and hat. England then opened the door and left closing the door behind him. When he arrived at New Spain's house what he was met with sickened him. Spain had turned all of New Spain's people into slaves. The farther down he walked the more worts the situation got.
"Amo! Please no ,sir, do not do this!" a native woman screamed. England's curiosity getting the better of him decided to see what the Spanish men were doing to the women. As for the men they seemed tired and he could see the scares on their backs probably made from getting wiped some even showed freshly new scares that still bleed. England also had seen how some of these men would carry with them pails of water, crops, and even mud that more than likely weighed 150 pounds. Then he saw what he had been searching for there behind some crates of tomatoes was an Aztec woman and a Spanish man.
"Si, soy tu amo," the Spainish man said as he pinned the woman against the wall. Then the man began to tear at the top of her dress. As he did this the woman began to cry even harder.
It was all that England could take he fell to his knees behind the crate of tomatoes. England however could not escape the noises he heard coming from the other side the crate.
"No quie-" the woman was silenced by the man's kiss.
England could hear her feet being pulled up and then the man's belt and pants being pulled down. Followed by the woman's struggle and screams at getting away and then suddenly she stopped.
"Ah ya entiendo, tu fuiste virgen. Don't worry I promise to be very gentle," the man cooed. The woman just whimpered.
'Virgin? Did that man just say that the woman he was raping had been a virgin?' England thought feeling even more disgusted.
When he started to walk away from the horror he had just witnessed out of the corner of his eye he thought he saw a younger Spain.
England left that horrible place and did not look back even once. When he got back to America's house he took off his coat and hat and placed them neatly into the closet and walked as quietly as possible into his bed room. Once in the comfort of his room he sank to his knees and began to cry.
"Oh, Spain what have you done? What have you done?" England sobbed.
End flashback:

England hugged New Spain even tighter than before.
"I think I should take her with me, before Spain gets here. I don't think that Spain should know that she was ever here," England said as he began to head for America's house.
"Good-bye, Canada," New Spain said.
"Good-bye, New Spain," Canada said.
"Good-bye, France," New Spain said.
"Good-bye, New Spain," France said.
"Good-bye, Prussia," New Spain said.
"Good-bye, New Spain," Prussia said.
"Good-bye, Germany," New Spain said.
"Good-bye, New Spain," Germany said.
With New Spain's good-byes said she fell asleep stealing one last look at Canada. New Spain was happy to have seen her precious Canada at least one more time.