I do not own Hetalia okay? I don't honestly have that much to say with this chapter so enough of this A/N, on with the fic!

November 17th 1918

(from the diary of Natalya Jones nee Arlovskaya)

He's asleep. Finally. He won't like me saying it but he looks so adorable, so innocent slightly childish when he is sick, much like big brother is. And big brother is the only one who could convince him he needs rest more than anything. He was sent home from work yesterday by Mr. Seward, who actually helped to bring him home himself. I have not been in to see him much. Matthew had told Katyusha just what had happened when Fredka came home and she is helping to take care of him. I had been tending to the children mostly. Nikolai wants to see his father so much and I know he likes his Uncle Matthew, but since he got a job working as a reporter, he hasn't been around as much as he has before. And I know who Nikolai's favorite uncle is. Vanya. Even with him paralyzed, he could just help Nikolai to stop worrying about his father. He's not a dumb kid. He knows that his father is sick. He also heard what people are saying about it. Matthew had told us one night what he had seen that wasn't published in the papers yet and Katyusha had told me what she had seen while working with some who were sick. Some reports have Fredka at the age of highest risk. Oh god I hope it is not so.

I remember our first date. It was a complete disaster as one could say at our first meeting. Vanya had introduced me to his coworker and he had bought me a dozen sunflowers, thinking that if they were Vanya's favorite they must be mine as well. I know now he meant well but the old superstitions of home caused me to take it as a grave offense and beat him. It was Vanya who broke it up and explained to him the beliefs and to me that Fredka was being friendly. He would have had every right to never speak to me again. But he didn't he took me to the park and we just walked. Never pressured me on anything. 6 months later he proposed. And now, I worry for my husband's health. Before he had finally gone to sleep, I had to slip some extra vodka into the lavender chamomile tea that Katyusha said would help him sleep, he kept telling me everything was fine, he'd get over this, to look after the children. I haven't told him I have been sleeping on the couch as I wanted him to have space on the bed. He needs peace and quiet. Part of me knows he will make it through this just fine. He's strong. But I just can't be certain anymore. This man has blessed me with three beautiful children and a warm and comfortable home. I cannot stand the idea of if something were to happen to him. I just cannot.

However we had gotten a letter from the army today. I haven't opened it yet. I am too scared. Vanya had it so if anything happened to him, we would be some of the first to know. Has he succumb to his wounds? He sounded so fine from the last words he had sent. I pray for his safe return. So much. I don't know. I wish we knew sooner than later.

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