AN: I love you guys. :) Thank you for the wonderful reviews! I'm glad that you are all enjoying it :D. I am wondering if I should start making longer chapters of if this length is good enough. Also I realized I haven't mentioned what pairings there will be. I'm not completely sure who Alfred will be paired with. Maybe you guys could offer your opinion on that. There will be other pairings later on as well. Anyways I hope you all enjoy this chapter! Like always, please review!
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"N-No! We haven't met before. Now if you would excuse me, I have to uh… write some reports." Alfred lied. He tried to push the door closed but Germany didn't budge.
"Are you sure?" He asked. Alfred could feel his eyes on him.
"Yes," Just go away already! Alfred screamed in his head. When Germany didn't budge he let out an irritated sigh. "Was there anything else you needed?"
"Nein… You are very strong for a scientist," He stated. Fuck you and your eye for detail. Alfred cursed Germany and cursed himself as well. He was so focused on getting him to leave that he didn't notice that he was pushing against the door with all his might. "I want to see your ID."
Alfred stopped breathing for a moment at the request. He wants an ID… seriously. "I-I don't have it on me. I must have left it somewhere." He stumbled as he tried to come up with an excuse. Genius Alfred, he would obviously believe that.
"According to base protocol, it is required for base personal to have two ID, one you carry and one you keep in your room. I believe that I should have you accompany me down to the security department. I'm sure that can identify you and deem if you are a threat." He stated. Alfred was cornered now.
"Nope." That was all Alfred could think of saying as he tried to slam the door closed in Germany's face. Germany was quick and thrust the door open before Alfred could succeed. The sudden push causes Alfred to stumble and fall to the ground. Before he could react Germany marched in and grabbed him by the collar of his shirt. He dragged Alfred towards his bed and pinned him down. Feeling choked Alfred grabbed Germany's arm hoping to pry the hand away from his throat. It didn't budge.
"If you resist I-," Germany's eyes grew wide and his face became pale.
Alfred let out a nervous laugh. "Hahaha… you look like you've seen a ghost," He joked. Germany loosened his grip on Alfred's neck. Alfred shifted uncomfortably under his gaze. 'What now?' He stared back at the shocked Germany. He noticed that the nation hasn't changed much but was wearing a familiar uniform, though it was slightly different than he remembered. "I haven't seen you where something like that sense World War Two." Germany didn't respond. They laid there in silence once more.
'God, just say something,' Alfred begged to himself as time went by. The silence was deafening to him. Finally Germany spoke, "America… You can't be alive. We buried you."
Alfred Looked at Germany with sad eyes. "Buried?" 'So I did die' Alfred knew that it was the truth but part of him hoped otherwise.
"Of course we buried you, Alfred," Germany said in a whisper. "How could we just leave you there without a proper burial?"
Alfred looked at him in confusion. "Leave me where?" He asked.
"You do not remember," Germany stared at Alfred in thought before he muttered. "You're better off not knowing."
Alfred narrowed his eyes into a glare as he grew angry at Germany's words. "Like how you guys are better off forgetting," he snapped. Suddenly Alfred flinched as he felt something hit his cheek. He moved his hand close enough to brush off what it was only to find that it was water, a tear. "Ludwig." He whispered.
Suddenly Alfred saw a hand, holding some sort of injection, appear over Germany's shoulder and plunge the needle into his neck. The medicine took over quickly and Germany's pale blue eyes became hazy. Losing consciousness he collapsed on top of Alfred. Alfred let out a groan as Germany fell on him.
"Are you alright, Alfred?" Washington asked. He grabbed a hold of the unconscious Germany and pulled him off of Alfred.
"No. I'm not alright," Alfred sat up and looked down at Germany. He was sleeping on the floor but his expression was contorted as if having a nightmare. "What did you do?"
"Just gave him a sedative," Washington scowled at Germanys sleeping form. "If I couldn't wipe his memories I would but sadly only certain branches of the government have the technology."
"Then what will we do?" Alfred asked.
"I guess we will just have to make up a story and take him to his room. Hopefully he will just think that it was a deranged dream that was a product of drinking too much," He gestured over his shoulder and a man came into the room. He had strait brown hair and green eyes. Alfred would guess that he was the same age as Washington. "Adam, Help me take him to his room."
"Right." Adam gave Alfred a warm smile before grabbing Germany and hauling him out of the room with Washington.
The sound of footsteps slowly faded away and Alfred found himself sitting once again in silence. An hour went by, and another, and another. He glanced at the clock: 18:34. 'Where are they?' he wondered. He started pacing around his room.
Eventually he heard someone stop outside his room. He watched the door anxiously, but was relieved when he was Washington and Adam walk through the door. "What took you so long?"
Adam closed the door behind him and sat down a chair across the room. "We kept him sedated for couple of hours then made it look like he's been drinking at the bar downstairs. After all that was done we took him back to his room and explained to the Prussian reprehensive what happened."
Washington nodded. "We gave him some medication that will give him the same side effects that a hangover would. We also talked to the bartender and he will vouch for us, just in case Germany decides to ask."
After a moment of silence Adam spoke up. "So you're the long lost nation. America, Washington explained everything to me already."
"Adam is Head of Security here at the base. He is a good friend of mine." Washington smiled at his friend.
Adam returned his smile but then looked at Alfred. "I'm also sick of the Union. Both of us are," Washington nodded in agreement. "The slavery, the corruption, you either are rich and work for the government, or you're poor and looked down upon."
Alfred frowned at this news. "That sounds awful."
"Yes, it is," Washington gave him a determined stare. "That's why we decided to do something."
Alfred felt himself smiling. "Déjà vu." He muttered.
"Many other groups on Earth and in space colonies have already started to rise. Many people here in the base alone want change," Adam gave Alfred a hard stare. "How would you feel about coming out of 'retirement'?" he asked with a smirk.
Alfred stared at both of them for a moment as they waited for his answer. He smiled at them. "How could I say no?" 'After all, I have questions of my own that need answers.' He added to himself. Adam and Washington grinned at each other and immediately started to discuss their plans.
-Meanwhile-
"Alfred!" Germany bolted out of bed and looked around the room. He was back in his own suite, one of the best rooms on the base. Laying on a chair near his bed was his coat and on the ground next to him were his boots. He ran his fingers through his golden hair. 'War es nur ein traum?' he wondered. Suddenly he became aware of a throbbing pain in his head.
"Hallo, West! You're finally awake," Germany fliched at the loud voice shot through his head. Prussia strutted into the room and handed Germany some water and some pain meds. "You were out cold when one of the scientist brought you back," when Germany didn't take the water or medication Prussia gave him a concerened look. "Was ist falsch? You look very unawesome."
"I… thought I saw Alfred." Germany admitted.
Prussia stared at him sorrowfully. "You know that isn't possible. Now here," Prussia grinned and forced the water and medication into Germany's hands. "You need to take this. The ceremony will start soon and I'm pretty sure you don't want to head over there with a hangover."
Germany sighed. "Ja."
"The awesome me will be watching TV while you get ready." Prussia stated as he left Germany to get ready. Germany swallowed the pain meds and grabbed his jacket. He was buttoning it up when he saw something on his jacket. He reached down and gently pulled a hair off his jacket. It was a strand of wheat colored strand of hair.
"East," He called gently as he inspected the strand. "The scientist that brought me to my room, what did he look like?"
"Oh, him," Prussia answered from the other room. "Middle aged looking guy, brown hair dark eyes average looking. Why?"
"No reason… Just curious." He turned the strand of hair around his fingers and became lost in thought.
German:
Nein- no
War es nur ein traum- Was it just a dream
Was ist falsch- What is wrong
Hallo- hello