Hello, as promised here is the chapter which I know some of you have been waiting for, please enjoy and feel free to review :) - Tigora7136

They had been driving for three hours straight, only stopping once for gas before speeding off again. Both of the brothers were restless as they fought the rage bubbling beneath them, neither of them really liking the time it was taking to get to their youngest brother. Shawn had ended up shifting between two modes, either talking with Bluebell about everything and nothing and turning the car radio on and singing along as loud as he could to try and blank out any thoughts he may be thinking to deeply about. Alba however could only keep his eyes on the road ahead of him, concentrating on his driving as he desperately trying to avoid as many traffic lights as possible, instead of worrying about Arthur, it would be best to concentrate on actually getting there before thinking about the blonde boy.

Unfortunately, their thoughts always seemed to return to the youngest of the UK brothers. the mantra of 'He'll be fine, we'll get there in time' seemed to be dying down in their minds as it was slowly replaced with worrying questions. What was he doing? Is he safe? What if they didn't get there in time? It was all getting too much for the elder red head as he jerked his head towards his mobile hinting to his Irish brother that he needed to get a hold of the device and wait upon Alba's next orders. Sighing loudly and grunting at the movement, Shawn leaned forward, letting his nimble fingers slide the phone into his lap, turning his head to lazily glare at Scotland as he waited for him to voice what he was supposed to do now.

"Call Artie for me will you? Just to make sure he isn't doing anything stupid" Alba ordered, making sure to keep his voice steady as he waited in anticipation for Shawn to call their brother. He couldn't help but freeze in fear as the boy next to him gasped, his eyes wide as he stared, reading something on Alba's phone.

"Erm, Alba… Cymru is in trouble at the hotel and he says he 'needs back up now'… it was sent, 3 HOURS AGO!" The sheer panic and volume in Shawn's voice shocked Alba slightly, causing him to lose control of the car, making the vehicle swerve along the road.

"What!" Scotland yelled out as he tried to regain control of his car along with avoiding hitting other vehicles at the same time, his eyes darting between the road in front of him and his brother, not really wanting to have heard the time difference correctly. 3 hours?

"Just as I said, Cymru is caught in the middle of a fight between Keith and Alfred.. He thinks that it is going to escalate into a full out brawl! Shit… What do we do now? Cymru is in the danger zone and Arthur is at home alone…. We can't really leave either one of them without backup or-" The Irishman slowly began shaking as the panic entered his system, there was no way that they could both help their brothers without one of them being alone. Aiden was trying his hardest to calm his northern brother down, but there was only so much he could do from his place in the back of Shawn's mind, this was no time for the usually happy Irish boy to have one of his panic attacks, they needed to have a clear mind to see the whole picture.

"Divide and concur" The elder nation cut in, his voice calm and collect as he continued to stare at the road in front of him, one hand on the wheel whilst his other reached out to stroke the back his younger brothers head in an attempt to prevent the panic attack which was bubbling up inside of the Irishman.

"W-what?" Shawn stuttered out, leaning his head into the calming touch, calming down enough that his mind could finally register what Alba had just said. A battle plan, to use on their little brothers?

'He's finally gone mad' Aiden chirped in the background, making Shawn snicker quietly in agreement, it wouldn't be surprising really, but still. What the heck did Scotland mean?

"Do me a favour, tell Aiden to shut his trap, he is no doubt the reason you are snickering at me" The Scottish man ordered softly, a small blush of annoyance resting on his cheeks as he pouted sulkily "I suggested that tactic for one reason… Bluebell over there, said that Master. Shawn needs to return to the house, so I think it is safe to say that I shouldn't be expected by the fae to be there right now unlike you. So once I have dropped you off at the house, I can go and help Cymru… Get what I mean now boyo? Divide and concur, we divide ourselves between the two of them and concur our brothers separate problems"

Shawn nodded, shocked into a stupor by Alba's reasoning. It was so obvious, why hadn't he thought of that?

'Cause you're an idiot?, You do realize that if Scotland over there has the car, you are gonna have to walk and let's face it… you're shit at navigating in busy places' Aiden answered again, his voice carrying a ring of joy, with what they had just been doing, it wasn't all that surprising to Shawn that his mental twin was pleased.

"Hey Alba, you do realize that I will get lost if I walk to the meeting right? I mean-"

"Already thought of that lad, you will have Artie with you remember? I am pretty sure that he knows his way to the meeting, he walked it last time" Scotland cut in again, chuckling as he realize that his Irish brother had forgotten that Arthur would be with him, honestly, Shawn could be so ditzy sometimes. "Speaking of Artie, you do realize he will flip if he sees the blood on your shirt right? Do you have one of your shirts with you?"

Glancing down the younger of the red-heads began inspecting his shirt; the plain turtle neck top which had been fairly clean before their journey, was now drenched in a mixture of blood and water. Throwing his head backwards, Shawn let a booming laugh erupt from his body.

"Ha ha ha, t-that fucker's face! Ha ha ha! Idiot didn't even see what was coming ha ha ha!" Monstrous glee surrounded the giggling mass, thoughts of their previous adventure returning to the front of his mind

:: Flashback ::

"Right you know the plan don't you boyo?" Scotland questioned his younger brother worriedly, if this was gonna work, they needed to fool the idiot on the other side of the door first.

"yes, yes I remember… knock on the door, say we are dropping by before the meeting, get the fool unguarded and torture the fuck out of it till it realizes it's mistake!" Shawn replied, concentrating on schooling his facial expressions to keep them calm and joyful rather than the ugly hate which was bubbling inside him. He was finally going to give his baby brothers' tormentor what they disserved.

Reaching forward, Alba repeatedly slammed his fist against the wooden door in front of them, shouting loudly for the person inside to hurry and let them in. Tapping his foot impatiently, Shawn sighed his eagerness to get this over with getting to him.

"Calm it lad, we will be back home soon enough, once we have handled this" Alba shushed, patting his younger brother softly on his shoulder. Just as the Irishman was about to protest again, the door in front them opened, revealing their prey.

"oh!" The figure squeaked slightly as they looked upon the two brothers "I wasn't expecting you two, I thought you would both be at your own homes"

Nudging Shawn in the ribs, Scotland forced his brother to smile at their 'host' for th evening, letting fake joy drench his words Alba growled out the words of friendship that would seal the deal of entering the home.

"Aww, It's nice to see you to mate! Not gonna invite us in?" Putting on his best 'kicked-puppy-face' Alba looked down at his 'friend' "I guess the fun is over Shawn-y boy, come on" Slowly turning around and draping his arm over Shawns' shoulders and forcing him to walk away.

"what are you doing?! I thought we were gonna get that git!" Northern Ireland hissed at his brother not wanting to walk away now when they were so close.

"calm down lad, I know what I am doing" Alba whispered back, holding up his other hand he stuck three fingers out, counting down in seconds.

3…2… 1

"Wait!" The voice behind them shouted out followed by rushed footsteps and a hand on each shoulder of the two red-heads. "Why don't you both come in for a while? We can have a few drinks and catch up? what do you say?" the figures voice sounded hopeful, maybe even…. lonely?

Looking at one another, both brothers nodded before walking with their 'friend' back towards the house.

"Shawn, I don't trust this guy…. something's wrong, don't let your guard down" Aiden warned from within his cage, not needing an answer from his 'twin' as they all entered the home.

The layout was exactly as Shawn had expected it to be, bright colours glared at the red-headed man as he walked past them, their floral disguise displaying a caring face despite their harmful mean shine. A mixed scent of Lillie's and Marigolds flew through the air, attacking Shawns' sensitive nose making him sneeze repeatedly.

"feel free to sit down in the living room gentlemen while I get us something to drink and eat" Retreating to the kitchen, the figure disappeared out of sight, giving the brothers enough time to gather themselves and adjust to their surroundings. Moving towards the large table by the window Alba quickly gained his usual seat, It was true, he had been in this house many times before now, he was friends with this person after all, was being the key word. Shawn however, was too on edge to sit down, instead the Irishman opted to stand beside his brother, his arms folded behind him as he stood poised, ready to fight should the time come. The distinct sound of glasses clinking together alerted the brothers that their host had returned.

"Sorry, It seems that I am all out of tea for you two to drink, I hope you don't mind having a few beers with me? There is a bowl of ice, some glasses and some salted peanuts here if you want them, no worries Shawn I placed a small bowl of salt next to the peanuts as well, I know your' eating habits aren't healthy, but I shall indulge you… for now" Smiling cheerfully, the figure place the tray that he had been carrying down on the table, letting the brothers grab whatever they wanted as he went to sit down opposite the two men.

"so…" Alba began, taking a sip of his beer before jumping straight in "care to tell me what you have been doing to my dear Arthur?" Enjoying the way his 'friend' choked slightly on his drink. Growling loudly, Alba let the air around him grow colder as he continued to speak. "Because, I could have sworn that we had an agreement that you would never go after my family members, especially my youngest brother… You have been a bad person my friend, I think you know what I have to do don't you, of course you do, we worked together for many years" Grinning darkly, Alba stood and walked calmly towards the door, locking it he chuckled maliciously.

"N-no! you can't! you swore to me that you would NEVER hurt me! you gave me your word!" The man trembled in his seat as he desperately tried to convince his friend to not hurt him, betrayal shone brightly in his eyes as tears of fear began to spill down his cheeks. Blinking quickly, Alba let a look of innocent confusion cover his face.

"No, you mistake me my 'friend', It will not be I who punishes you, oh no, I am still a man of my word" walking behind his friend, Alba quickly restrained the man, leaning down, he whispered darkly in his ear " My brother, however made no such promise"

Alba roared in laughter as the figure beneath him began to whimper and struggle against his grip, glancing up at his younger brother, Alba couldn't help but feel a ping of pride run through him as Shawn managed to make a shiver run down his own spine.

"Lets' have a bit of fun shall we brother~" Shawn sang out as he stalked towards the two elder nations, carrying his 'toys' in each of his hands, muttering darkly as went.

"I think we shall have such fun, brother, a grand amount of fun~ hehehe" Shawn sang out as he knelt in front of the two men. "Lets' begin shall we~"