My god...I know I said 12...reviews...45 reviews? ONE CHAPTER?

Last time's Fun fact(sorry!): ONe of our Presidents might have not been born in America...(not obama!) He was "born" in Vermont, VERY close to the border to Canada, and NO birth certificate...(I'll remember his name and get back to you on this)

Matthew looked at his brother to find not only was he dead, but the watch on his dead brother s wrist was the one that had been stolen from Matthew at that Christmas party all those years ago.

"That bastard!" He didn't feel like unclasping the watch, so he broke off Alfred's arm, because, hey, he was dead…

JK! Sorry, hyped on Soda…...

Ok, real story time. (The above has NOTHING to do with the real one)

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Arthur and Anna looked up to see Matthew come skidding into the room, out of breath.

"They j-just let me in to see him… He's breathing!" Anna's eyes went wide and she jumped up, while Arthur just sat there.

"Arthur, Dad's alive! Arthur?" Arthur wasn't moving, simply staring off into space, but his left hand started to twitch, and a tear rolled down his cheek. A man in a white lab coat walked in soon after.

"We were able to get Mr. Jones stabilized a few minutes ago, but we aren't sure when he'll awaken, considering he survived injuries that should have killed him, but we think a couple of days and he'll be alert, if he does well tonight."

He had barely finished when he discovered the room was empty, three people running down the hall to the room where Alfred was.

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Arthur ran his hand through Alfred's hair, loving how his skin was once more sun-kissed and healthy. The doctors would have had a fit if they'd walked in to see Arthur laying in the hospital bed next to Alfred, stroking his forehead, having gently pushed the American over in the bed to be close to him.

Matthew was out grabbing lunch with Ivan, and Anna was asleep in over three chairs put together.

"Alfred, do you know what I would have done if I had lost you? If I never got to hold you during those scary movies, if you never again called my cell from the bloody shower phone to tell me that you loved me, and were thinking about that while you put shampoo in your hair…" Arthur nuzzled into the American's chest, falling asleep.

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Arthur woke up a few hours later, Anna eating a sandwich in the corner, talking in Russian to Ivan, who seemed quite amused about whatever they were talking about, and Anna didn't seem frightened… much. Then, as he tried to move, he realized there was a weight on his torso.

Alfred's arm…

Arthur turned around to look into his lover's face, and kissed him gently on his lips. He leaned back, and ran a finger over Alfred's lips, nose, cheek. He jumped a little when Alfred's eyelashes began to flicker, before revealing blue eyes, beautiful as the Arizona sky. Arthur s breath hitched as they were lovingly turned on him.

"Hey Artie. What time is it?" The room fell silent. "When does Anna's flight land?" Arthur watched as Alfred realized something was up, as he began to take in his surroundings.

Alfred's mind was foggy, and as he realized that this wasn't his bedroom, Arthur was fully clothed and disheveled, and there was a pain in his chest, he began to remember.

"Anna!" He sat straight up, then doubled over in pain, the bullet wounds painfully stretching.

"I'm right here Dad, no worries." Anna was by his side in an instant.

Alfred groaned as he lay back down. "What happened?"

Arthur shifted upwards so he was sitting up. He took Alfred's hand, lovingly stroking his fingers.

"You were shot, luv. We thought…that's not important, what do you remember?"

"Well, there weren't any Commies last time I knew, in the room. Why is Russia here?"

As if on cue, Matthew walked into the room, holding a fast food bag. "Hey, guys I got some food if Al…AL!" Alfred was aggressively hug-tackled by his brother.

"NEVER AGAIN ALFRED!" The Canadian smiled a creepy smile at him before holding out the fast food.

Arthur smiled, watching the two brothers react. "I think that's my line."

"Is that McDonalds? OH MY GAWD! Love YOU, bro!" Canadian smiled at him, knowing his brother had heard no part of that exchange, having been starring at the bag Matthew had been holding. He chuckled quietly, then sat next to Russia. Everyone watched amused and slightly disgusted as Alfred wolfed down enough calories to feed South Africa.

"Whoa, I never knew dad liked McDonalds. We only went there on special occasions. He always said it was too unhe—"

"Anna, its called parental responsibility, a horrible thing that ruins your life the same time it makes you the happiest person in the world." Alfred finished his speech by continuing his shoveling.

"Is that why you blocked the bullets?" Alfred started to choke.

"Oh, that happened, didn't it…and after that…that was real too?"

"What was real, Alfred?" Arthur leaned his head against Alfred's bandaged torso.

"The part where I died?"

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"I remember feeling the first bullet. All I could think of was 'No, I'm going to die, and Anna is going to be killed, and Arthur might be dying somewhere, and there isn't anything I can do about it…" Alfred had put aside the fast food garbage.

"It was the next bullet that got me, I think. I remember the pain, then…nothing. A lightness. Then, all these familiar faces flashed, people I'd known in the past decades who were gone, people from the office, presidents…then they started dating farther back, the people of the revolution, the settlers…" Alfred paused, musing over what he'd experienced. "Then I was thrown back, feeling the electricity of the shock of the defibrillator thing. Then, Iggy just now…"

He rubbed his forehead, his face growing tired. He yawned once more, then laid down. "And I think I'll go back to sleep." Alfred pulled an embarrassed Arthur to his chest, getting a squeak out of the gentleman.

Everyone said their goodbyes, and left the two of them alone.

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Alfred was released a couple of days later, the doctors mightily shocked by the whole "Alfred" experience.

Marco and Anna were already in the car, and Arthur was currently running after Alfred, who was chasing pigeons.

"Godammit, you impulsive…." But he was smiling like a banshee, watching his Alfred run.

It was going to be long recovery, mentally and emotionally. In a few weeks, Arthur had lost Alfred twice, had become a "step-daddy-o" as Alfred put it, and had spent much of his time an emotional wreck.

As he watched out of the corner of his eye, Anna and Marco exchanged a fleeting kiss, Anna's cheeks dusted with a blush, and Marco with a smug look, thinking of what a catch he'd made.

In a way, that was what his and Alfred's relationship was, except the love was more mature, but just as passionate.

Alfred finally calmed down, and walked back over, clutching his side, huffing and smiling.

"Did you catch us any dinner, Alfred, or was that a whole waste of time?" Alfred's smile grew even larger.

"Unsuccessful, but I was planning on having some British cooking tonight, if you didn't mind…" There was that look that made Arthur want to take Alfred and ….

Now, now, polite company doesn't talk about where the nearest janitor's closet is…but still…MEOW!

"Oh, that's too bad, I was going to have Anna take us to McDonalds to celebrate, but I guess if you…" There was a hand in his, and his lips were claimed. His eyes flew open, but he relaxed into it, and found that the world could end right there, for all he was concerned.

Then, Alfred pulled away. "Anna! Start up the car! McDonalds, here we come!"

Yep, that was his same old Alfred…their relationship back on track, even stronger than before, every moment special and precious…

All because of One Big Misunderstanding….

Author's Note: Sappy win! This is the first, longest, and only completeness of my fanfics ever.

I LOVE you guys. Someone randomly was "I LOVE YOU! xDDDDDDDDDD" I love them too. I love you all.

And someone wants to punch babies?

People cried? *sadist face* I've only cried once or twice while reading...one when Dumbledore died (spoiler! oooooo!) DON'T judge, I was 11... the other being Don't Blink, I think...(awesome fic!)

The only movie I've sobbed in was The Notebook...DAMN THAT AWESOME MOVIE TO HELL!

I did mist in "Mulan 2" "Toy Story 3" and, don't judge, "Stitch Has a Glitch".

I'm off topic...OH! SOMEONE is writing a series of One-shots for this story! (to the person who wanted fics about Anna's childhood, I didn't want to release this info till she posted this...

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