I have to say, before I start this chapter, THANK YOU ALL for all the love and support you all have given me writing this story w I couldn't have finished or continued it without ya'll! Now, as showed in the previous chapter America went through a violent outburst with Canada and England from bottling his feeling, should I make a story about that too? I have before, but I didn't write it down, so I'd have something planned. Reviews are much appreciated! Well, we shall now begin the story!

About 5 days afterward, America and Prussia had to head over to Prussia's place for a bit to grab a couple of his and Germany's things, they'd probably be at Hungary's for a while. Prussia heaved his little brother onto the bed in the guest bedroom. So Germany could properly heal, Prussia dug the bullet out of his head, "Sweat dreams little brother.," Prussia coed.

"You done?," America asked.

"Yeah. Where are Austria and Hungary?,"

"Hungary's in her room and Austria's in another guest room.,"

"Great.," Prussia sighed.

"Now, follow me Prussia, we have some things to discuss.," America said, suddenly becoming serious. Prussia sighed and followed America outside and they both sat in a chair, "My first question. When did this all start?,"

"A-... A lot of things happened when I was still a child, but things started getting really bad after World War II...,"

"Right.," America felt a wave of guilt wash over him, "My second question...,"

It went on like this for a while until Prussia started openly talking to America without being prompted... Meanwhile...

Hungary's eyes snapped open. She looked around her room. How'd I get here? Last thing I remember... Prussia holding a gun to her face as she flew toward him. Hungary shot up. She could barely remember America looking down at her in the rain. She must be more tired than she thought, why would America be there?

Hungary got up from her bed and wandered to the guest room where she thought Prussia might be. To her surprise Germany was there.

"G-Germany?," She whispered. Germany moved in his sleep, so Hungary knew he was alive again. She left to go check the room Austria had been staying in, but he wasn't there. Has he left all ready? I wouldn't put it past him. She bitterly thought. Hungary wandered though all of the rooms and came across Austria in one of them, "So he didn't leave after all-," She heard a loud noise, almost a wail.

Hungary ran downstairs and peeked out of one of her windows. Huh. So America was there. She thought, staring at the back of America's head. She glanced over and saw Prussia with his face in his hands. Oh, how she hated seeing Prussia cry, she saw America patting him on the back.

"G-Gil?," Hungary whispered. Somehow both America and Prussia heard it and they both shot up, but America was the only one who turned around to look at her.

"Oh! Hey, Hungary!," America said with his signature grin. Hungary assumed Prussia didn't look at her because he didn't want her to see him cry... again.

"Y-you woke u-up f-fast.," Prussia stuttered. Hungary cringed at how small and weak his voice sounded.

"Yeah, normally takes a week or so.," America added.

"I know Germany is alive again, just not awake.," Hungary forced out.

"You got any food? I'm hun- starving!," America quickly changed his wording.

"Y-yeah, heh.," Hungary responded and ran to her kitchen to satisfy her guests.

Prussia was looking of into space and America felt uncomfortable. Normally he was the only one who did that.

Prussia was thinking about what Hungary had called him. She had called him a nickname for his human name. Only Germany calls him that, and occasionally America does as well, but never Gil. And he had to admit, he- he kinda' liked it.

"Gilbert!," A low stern voice called. Being even more startled Prussia whipped around to see Germany.

"H-hey.," Prussia smiled at him. A real smile. Germany frown became a soft smile. He didn't know what America did (Since when has America been here?), but obviously it affected Prussia for the better. Germany hadn't seen Prussia smile like that since he was little. Germany then noticed how his eyes were red and puffy and the wet steams running down his face.

Germany walked over to Prussia and gave him a hug. Not expecting this, Prussia jumped slightly.

Wet streams began to run down Germany's face as well, "N-never d-do that a-again!,"

Prussia sat there frozen for a bit, but soon returned the hug, "Yeah, sure West.,"

America suddenly butt it, "I don't think Austria will wake up for a few more days, He's probably still dead.,"

"Here you all are! Oh, hi Germany,," Hungary said happily, placing a plate full of Hungarian snacks on a small table. Hungary got a look at Prussia, who was smiling, this made Hungary's smile widen even more.

"I'm glad Prussia's back," Hungary said softly walking over to Prussia. Prussia looked at her with a confused expression, then Hungary did the unthinkable. She wrapped her arms around Germany and Prussia and began crying as well.

"GROUP HUG!," America shouted and lunged onto Germany and Hungary. Prussia laughed from happiness for the first time in a long, long time.

The End

Hm, that was a short chapter. This is the end of the story! I hope you enjoyed :3 I am very proud of how this story came out :D Welp, I'll ask again, should I make a story with America, England, and Canada explaining what happened for him to cut and have a very violent outburst? Please review :3

Later~