I'm back with the update. Please enjoy it. I won't be writing anymore until after finals which are all next week. I just really had to get a chapter up today so my readers wouldn't have to wait two weeks. Anyway, thanks for being wonderful. Here, you go. Remember, I don't own Hetalia or Supernatural. Thanks for reading!

To say Antonio was worried was a serious understatement. Lovi wouldn't answer any of his questions about exactly what had happened the night prior. Even now, as he watched him pack their necessities into a bag to take on their investigation, Antonio could tell there was something severely amiss about the younger boy. Only now did Antonio start noticing the dark circles under his eyes and the sagging look he had about him. As he watched him from his perch on the edge of the bed, he felt his heart ache with the need to help his little Lovi somehow.

Lovi's eyes eventually turned to him. They just watched each other for a moment before Lovino scowled deeply. "What are you staring at, bastardo? Do you have some sort of issue?"

"No." Antonio smiled brightly at him. "I was just watching you work. You're so cute when you're focused like that."

"Sh-shut up!" Lovino shouted, throwing a Gideon bible at him, as it was the first thing in his reach. "You need to focus on what's important for once!"

Antonio caught the bible easily and set it down on the bed side table. "I am focusing on what's important. You're important to me, Lovi. I really like you."

"Well, I don't like you. I'm just keeping you around for convenience and if you annoy me enough I'll make you leave to get yourself killed, alright?"

Antonio knew Lovi wouldn't do that to him. Or at least he hoped he wouldn't. Still, he decided to give it a rest for the moment and instead help pack up the last of their salt cartridges. Then, the two walked out to their car and loaded the bag into the backseat. Seating themselves in the normal arrangement, Lovino started the car and pulled out of the parking lot, heading toward the city morgue.

Antonio stared out the window as they passed the small buildings and shops around them. Within in a few moments, they pulled up to the small weather beaten mortuary. Antonio popped open the glove box in front of him and dug out the two fake FBI badges he'd had his sister make for them. Lovino had proposed the idea, though he wasn't sure where he'd gotten it from.

"Remember to be professional. And no touching!" Lovi said, glaring at him as he snatched the badge out of his hand. "Okay, idiota? Don't screw this up!"

"Don't worry, Lovi!" Antonio said, grinning happily. "I won't mess up, I promise."

"Don't call me that!" he snapped, throwing his door open and jumping out of his vehicle. He tucked the badge into his suit jacket pocket and marched straight through the doors of the building in front of him. Antonio hurried to catch up, walking up behind him just in time to hear Lovi ask to see the coroner who had examined the bodies from the case they were working.

"I'm going to need to see some ID," the young man said, chewing on the end of a pen. "Or else I can't let you back to see the Doc."

Both flashed their badges. "I'm Agent Clark and this is Agent Harley. Satisfied?"

The man regarded them for a second before nodding. "Yeah. Just hold up for a second so I can page the Doc to let her know you're coming back there."

"Thank you…" Lovino muttered, snapping his badge closed and placing it back inside his pocket. He waited for the man to tell the woman they were coming before starting down the hallway the man pointed out to them. Antonio followed, once again amazed at how his little Lovi handled himself in these situations. If ever there was someone born to do this job, it was Lovino. He had definitely found his niche in life.

When he arrived at the coroner's office door, he gave a quick, light knock before shoving the door open and entering. Antonio swiftly followed him, smiling at the woman. Lovi's face was set in a grim scowl as seemed to always be present on the younger's face.

The woman stood up from the seat behind her desk. "Hello. I'm Doctor Lydia Woodman. You must be the FBI agents that wanted to see me?" she questioned, looking back and forth between the two men's radically different expressions.

"Yes." Lovino said, stiffly.

"We here about the bodies that…didn't stay dead." Antonio said, unsure of how else to put it.

"I don't really see how this is an FBI case…it's a medical anomaly, of course. And I honestly don't have an explanation."

"Can you please just explain the situation? We'll decide if we need to investigate or not." Antonio said.

"Okay…" the coroner muttered uncertainly. "They were brought me in a normal fashion. I did an autopsy, and they all died the same way, a heart attack. The first time, it was all completely normal until late hours. After I had put them in storage, I went to my office to file paperwork. It was just me and Joseph, the secretary here. There a crash from the morgue so we both went to see what it was. The dead body, or the body that was supposed to be dead was standing there, just staring at us. We didn't know what to do so we just ran out and the body left, too. He just walked off down the street like he hadn't been dead less than an hour ago. We called the police, and they came out pretty soon. They said we must have been seeing things, but when we went to the family's home, they were all dead. Every single one of them. Even the baby. They were slaughtered. And the dead guy, he was just sitting there in the chair, cold and dead again."

"Was it the same all the other times?" Lovino asked.

"Well, no. Not exactly. The second time, was about three days later, and an old woman died and that night, sure enough she walked out of here, like nothing had ever happened. We found her the next morning at her granddaughter's apartment. The granddaughter was dead, chopped into bits. The old woman was dead again, covered in blood and holding an ax in her lap."

"There were three incidents reported." Lovino urged when the doctor went silent.

She sighed. "The third time, I decided to put the thing to rest once and for all. The people in this town are terrified, okay. So I got the family to agree for me to do a little research on the body before I cremated it. I removed the heart, and kept it in our freezer. But, the body got up and left before I could cremate it, and I didn't find anything on the body to give me any idea what's going on. The family turned up dead the next day, but we never found the body again. It's been two days."

Lovino stared at her thoughtfully for a minute. "Can I see the heart?"

"I…" the doctor stared at him for a minute. "I suppose. But I do have to warn you that it's a bit strange…"

"What can be strange about a heart?" Antonio asked.

"If I just told you, I promise you wouldn't believe me. Let me just show you.

She walked around them and left the office. The other two followed her down the long hallway towards what they assumed to be the storage area of the morgue. She took a set of keys from her pocket and unlocked the mortuary door, letting both men inside. Antonio looked around the room. Everything had a very sterile, professional appearance, which he attributed to the fact it was supposed to be this way by law. The woman quickly walked to the back of the room to the small freezer storage until. She unlocked it also, and took out a small plastic box. As the others walked closer to her as she laid it on the small surgical equipment table. She paused for a minute, looking at them uncertainly, before pulling the lid off.

Antonio leaned over Lovino's shoulder to get a look into the box. Inside was the heart, just as she had said, but instead of lying dead inside like what would have been expected, it was keeping a steady heartbeat. It was as if it should have still been connected to the body to pump blood to all the organs. It was almost ironic that the very organ that had caused the man's initial death was now still pumping strong despite being away from the body. Antonio found himself very curious about the situation. Lovino, on the other hand, had a very negative reaction.

He jumped back, knocking his back against Antonio's chest causing the other man to step back also. "What the hell?!" Lovino shouted. "How is that thing still beating like that?!"

The doctor quickly covered it back up, seeing the confusion in the man's eyes. "That started the morning after we found the family. I'm sorry. That's why I didn't want you to have to see it. I had pretty much the same reaction."

Lovino took a deep breath to compose himself. "What kind of explanation do you have for that?"

"I don't have one. It's physically impossible for a heart to beat without the electric signals that it receives from either the brain or an outside power source. There's nothing connected to it. I don't know how to explain it unless…it's paranormal. That's the only way this makes sense."

Antonio, looked between the doctor and his friend. Then, Lovino turned and walked out of the room as quickly as he had entered. Doctor Woodman sighed and started to put the heart back into storage.

"I need names and pictures of all of the victims," Antonio said. "Please."

"Of course. I have all the paper work in my office."

She walked back to her office with Antonio and gave him a stack of folders to take with him. Then, he hurried out to find Lovino. He had never seen Lovino have that kind of reaction to something on a case. He seemed to take everything perfectly, but something about this had messed with him. He didn't know why, but he was determined to find out.

He found him outside, leaning on the side of his car waiting. Antonio held up the files. "I think you forgot something, Lovi."

Lovino glared at him. "I told you not to call me that."

"Why do you hate that name so much?"

"I just do!"

Antonio stared at him thoughtfully for a moment. "Why'd you run out like that? I'm sure you've seen worse than a beating heart in a box. We've seen worse on the one case we've already worked together and you never even flinched. What's going on?"

"It's none of your damn business."

Antonio didn't say anything, looking down at his shoes. The two stood there silent for a moment. However, the silence was broken by another car peeling into the parking lot. Lovi shoved off the side of his car.

"No…" he muttered, staring at the black Impala.

Antonio stared at him confused for a minute. Then, he glanced over to see two men step out of the dark vehicle. It was the two men he had met in the bar.

"No!" Lovino shouted, starting to walk toward them. The simply stood beside their own car as he approached. "This is my case! You two need to leave. Now. I can handle this on my own!"

The taller of the two stepped forward with his hands up in the universal signal of surrender. "Look, Lovino. We didn't even know you were here. We just got a call about this place and decided to check it out."

"Yeah." the other agreed.

Antonio walked up to stand beside Lovino. "Who are you two again?"

"I'm Sam," the first one to speak said. He stepped forward to shake Antonio's hand. The Spaniard smiled up at him.

"I'm Dean." the other chimed in, still staying where he was on the driver's side of the car. "And we're going to take on this case."

"Like hell you are." Lovino disagreed.

"Look!" Dean shouted, finally walking around to the other side and stepping in front of his companion. "This isn't some case for a bunch of newbies like yourselves. Go find a haunting and leave this one to us." He stepped toward Lovino who fixed him with a glare.

"If I remember correctly, the last case we worked together, this 'newbie' saved your asses. So why don't you fuck off and leave this to the superior hunter."

Antonio butted in, not knowing what else to say. "Why don't we work together?"

Everyone looked at him, Lovino looking positively livid, Dean frowning uncertainly, and Sam thoughtfully. He shrugged, desperately hoping someone would eventually say something.

Sam didn't disappoint him. "Well, it could work."

And...that's the end. Reviews? They make me update faster.