Hello, again.

This Liberty, and here is chapter 2 of Orphans. I'm sorry for not updating sooner I just got so busy. I also apologize for any spelling, grammar, and other mistakes.

I don't speak the foreign language in here so if I use a wrong symbol I'm sorry.

I have yet to post the profiles so you can still guess. A few will be slightly more obvious if you know what language they speak. Their names also give you hints.

Disclaimer at end

Oslo's POV

"Oslo get up and wake some siblings up." Alekx screamed in her eldest child's ear.

"I'm up! God..."

" Don't even finish that sentence up. Now wake up the 9 year-olds and Emre up."Alekx said walking out of the room.

"Geesh, Mȯder control your anger issues,"Oslo said swinging his long legs out of the bed, "well I better wake them up before I get another earful."

Oslo walked down the hallway to the room where the three 9 year-olds girls often slept, even though they each had their own room, pushing the door open as loudly as he possibly could, which meant slamming it open.

"Oslo if you break another door you have to pay for it this time." Alekx called down the hallway.

"Sorry! Sisko, Kalyca, Ansgard get up now!" Oslo screamed.

The first head to pop out of the blankets was the familiar head of Ansgard, the only one in the house that he was biologically related to, his little sister.

"Shut up, you idiot!", she screamed flying out of the bed and slamming into him," You'll wake Kalyca up and you know how she is. Oh, is Wolfie up?"

Oslo sighed," Yes, I do. Though I think her brother is worse and your more likely to wake her up now. And I think Mȯder just woke him up."

Ansgard reached under the the cover and grabbed a pale hand, that of which belonged to Sisko, from under the covers and dragged the poor girl off to go and attack, sorry hug, her "boyfriend", Wolfgang.

Oslo sighed again ( he seemed to do that a lot).He bent over to pick Kalyca up, but before he could a black blur shot past him screaming "I got her" lifting Kalyca and running down the stairs with her, having surprising strength for a 9 year-old, screaming something about being the hero.

"Asher be careful with her." Oslo screamed after the already hyper boy.

"Emre is the only one left now . Oh , this should be fun." Oslo thought to himself( he does that a lot too).

He slowly walked down the hallway. Even Gilbert didn't want to wake Emre up. That's why Oslo was always the one to wake him up. That kid had a wrath everyone should fear and Oslo always had to face it (he still had the scars from previous encounters)

That's when he got a smile on his face, a rare sight that often meant he was going to do something stupid.

"Oh, Stasia..."he called.

"Y-yes, O-oslo?" She questioned in a stuttery voice as she cracked open her door.

"Will you go wake up Emre for me?"

She quickly nodded. Throwing open the door she darted down the hallway to do what he asked. He smiled to himself, Anastasia always did as he asked. He figured she found him intimidating, everyone else did.

Yet again he sighed as he trudged down the stairs.

In the Kitchen(hahahaha)

Gathered around the table were kids of all races, looks, and ages.

First was Ansgard, her light blonde hair already spiked and blue eyes gleaming with mischei.

Ansgard was clinging to the arm of one who was already dressed. This was Wolfgang, or "Wolfie" as he was called. His dark hair already brushed and purple eyes framed with glasses.

On Ansy's other side was Sisko a young looking girl( even though she was the oldest of the 9 year-olds)

with pale blonde hair and bright blue eyes, she managed to look happy even though she had just been woken up. At her feet a little puppy yapped excitedly.

Then came Kalyca, who was slumped against the table. Her black hair was spread out around her, olive green eyes hidden behind eye-lids, cat in her lap(where did that come from?), and a small curlbobbed behind her head.

Standing behind them was another boy. This one also had dark hair, though his was black, with dark azure eyes. He was trying to protectively, but being 9 and having an American flag blanket on his shoulders didn't make for a very intimidating figure. He was also the only boy of the 9 year-olds and went by the name of Asher.

Lastly were the twins, who were two tall blonde girls, with icey blue eyes. One, obviously Fredricka because of her curly hair, was slumped to the table. The other, Anneliese, leaned on Wolfgang's other side.

At the stove stood Gilbert , making pancakes as usual.

Oslo counted off in his head who was missing. Françoise, Alejandro, and Grant had probably already left, along with Heracles and Dietrun. Winifred, Emilia, and Aurelio won't get up till later.

Anastasia had gone to get Emre and will probably be down in a minute, based on the sounds coming from upstairs.

So that left Socorro,Adela, and Nikolai.

Oslo sat down grabbed a plate and began to eat.

By the time he was done, Anastasia, Emre,Nikolai, and Adela had stumbled down stairs,dressed, and the others had run off to get ready. He himself was already dressed having gone out last night and decided to leave the clothes on.

Socorro stumbled down the stairs cursing and looking murderous. Alekx followed close behind.

Socorro's dark hair was dyed with red this morning, matching her burgundy sweatshirt(which was cut up) and dark ripped jeans. All of her normal jewelry was on ,along with her makeup, and she probably had a knife tucked in her boot.

If looks could kill the entire world would have long ago exploded from the moody look ever present in the teens muddy green eyes.

Oslo took all this in at one glance, used to it by now.

The second glance was directed at his mother's appearance.

His mȯder was dressed in a pair of jeans, heels (which were probably some expensive brand), and a white linen tunic. Her black hair was curled tightly and tucked under a fedora, light make-up adorned her face while a gun did the same to her hip.

The thing he took in the most though was her injuries. Alekx's lip was split, her check bore a small gash , and she walked with a slight limp. The scarf she wore around her neck probably hide some bruises as did her clothes.

Most of the children never noticed them. Or if they did they never brought it up. For Oslo though they were painfully obvious. It hurt him to see her in such a state, especially for their sake.

The reason for her injuries? Her job. She was a field agent for the White Collar unit of the FBI. Her job often put her in dangerous situations. She said she liked the thrill, but he knew she did it to keep the family on their feet and with all they needed and wanted.

As she came down the stairs she stumbled and Gilbert, who had since stopped cooking,

quickly grabbed her.

"I'm fine," she lied, " Now you all better be off to school or you'll be late."she finished shooing her children out the front door before grabbing her coat and going to work herself.

Disclaimer: I don't own Hetalia or Whit Collar ( yes, characters will be featured , but a crossover is not the focus).

Alekx's salary is some insane amount of money and is not meant to be realistic. They also have the money provided by the countries before they left to raise the children along with a Penthouse in Manhattan and a cabin at Montauk.