9/11 AmericaXRussia.

America would go to his cabin, it was isolated and hard to find, he nodded and said, "Yeah." he wanted to leave as soon as possible didn't want to risk, he turned his to the Russian and shook his head 'no', "The White house is a major target." He smiled as Russia kissed him and said, "Come on let's go." and he walked out, tempted to grab onto the Russian's hand, but didn't want to get caught by anyone. He led them to a black car in the parking lot and unlocked it saying, "I don't have a booster seat, so you're just gonna have to hold her.

Russia just smiled and moved in to the car, holding that baby in his lap. He looked at America. "Oh? And where is it we are going?" He asked softy, looking back down to the child. He already felt like the child was his, he didnt know why reather it was seeing her mother be crushed to death and her handing the child to him. He loved the baby though, and America. He still didnt know about why he had left "What did your boss say?" He asked, asumming that he was with his boss.

America sat in the car and shut the door turning the car on and couldn't help the smile creeping on his face as he watched Russia holding the baby. He began to pull out and said, "We're going to somewhere secluded, they could target the white house. And the terrorist group might know we're countries and so might come after us, it won't be for long though, so don't worry about it." he flashed him a hundred watt smile and began to drive off.

Russia smiled back, the baby cried lightly, occasionally stopping and looking up to see if she was going to get any attention. He turned to the baby and held her up, setting her on his chest and letting her head rest on his shoulder. He looked at America with a understanding look. "hm? Da...I will have to go back to my home eventually..." He said, siletly asking where the baby would go.

America drove with his knees as he played with his phone only slightly paying attention to the road and his foot on the accelerator. He said, "yeah, until we can get a plane to take you back, the airports are all shut down, I'll make sure to get ya outta here soon." he also thought of where the baby would go.

Russia though of saying But I dont want to leave., but insted nodded. He turned and saw how America was driving. He put a hand up and lightly smaked the back of Americas head. "No." He simply said, not even noticing his grip on the baby tighten. He looked out the window and saw the trees zoom past, only a blur. He leaned and pushed his hand down on America upper tight, forcing his foot up. "Do you even know how to drive?" He said,a small tone of worry slipping in to his voice.

America didn't want Russia to leave, especially after they had finally confessed their feeling. He blushed at how cheesy that sounded. He was smacked and it caused the car to swivel a bit and said, "Dude! What was that for?" and his phone fell to the car fell and then Russia questioned his driving and said, "Of course I know how'd drive!" and pouted, "You're mean." he put one hand on the wheel as his fished for his phone. Lucky there was no traffic, people had decided to stay in their homes and not go anywhere.

Russia just looked for a second, but he smiled and the baby did too. He put his hand on the spot he smaked. "Sorry..." He mumbled. He leaned back in the seat. "Im not that mean...." He coninuted softly. He looked over the empty streets. America pouting made him look even cuter. He tried to smile, but it felt better to not smile, it was sad seeing how much the nation shut down.

America had looked over at Russia and said, "What? Oh, I was just over reacting it's okay big guy." and gave him a small smile, he blushed when he felt Russia's hand on his head. He kept his eyes on the road to avoid eye contact with Russia. He drove about 15 mile over the speed limit, since there was no one there to stop him. They drove for about 3 hours and America bashed his head on the steering wheel, "I'm starving, pit stop." he grinned over at the Russian.

Russia smiled back at America. He wondered why America was hitting his head on the well. He nodded though and they turned in to a gas station type thing. He got out, only opening the door a inch or 2 and looking for Americas approve. He didn't know what America did after something like this, but in Russia, you locked yourself in side and everything closed. He found it a bit odd that if that was true in America, they seemed to be exempt form the rule

America parked in front of an empty gas station which conveinantliy had a vending machine he looked over at Russia and said, "Don't get out of the car unless you need to take a piss." he didn't want them to be spotted some much, and he felt safer if Russia was there protecting the baby, even though he didn't know from what. He stepped out of the car and bought numerous amount of junk food such as, chips, candy bars and a few sodas. He smiled as he went back to the car with a handful of the 'food'

Damn, Im going to starve... He though to himself. He smiled at America though and pulled the baby back up over his chest. He watched the huge amout of food he brought in and looked down at the kid, she had spent the part of her short life in America, so she would be use to the huge amout of suger and crap they put in to there food. He softly and gently shook the baby awake. Who sat up for a second, smaked Russias nose and went back to sleep. She was denfintly American

America put the food in the back seat since it would take up to much space in the front. He grabbed a few bags of chips and a soda, "Aren't ya gonna eat? I need my energy for driving." it would at least take 16 hours to get to their destination. He smiled as the baby hit Russia in the nose,"She's so freakin' cute." he said, "You sure you don't to take a leak?" blunt as ever America.

Russia nodded no, but eyes the door at the offer to go to the bathroom before they went on. He picked up the sleeping baby and sat her on Americas lap. He looked at America. "was the station open?" He asked, not being able to see from behind the gas pumps and still being warry of the outside.

America snickered a bit and the sleeping baby was placed his lap and smiled and said, "I don't think so, you're just gonna have to go behind the building or something, not like anyone's gonna see ya." nonchalantly. He did however wonder how big the Russian was. And he mentally smacked himself for thinking of something like that in a time of crisis! He held the sleeping baby on his lap since he didn't want her to get too comfortable since he would have to give her back when Russia came back.

Russia sighed, this was not normal in Russia... He got out of the car and walked around the cornner slightly, enough to hid himslef. He unzipped his boxers and blushed, releaving himslef and forcing the blush to go away before he zipped up his pants.

America lightly bounced his leg up in down, He awaited for Russia and smiled down at the baby. Who knew America would end up taking care of a child, not that he minded, and it seemed like Russia was doing all the work. He saw Russia come back and grinned, "Took you a while, you okay?" he teased, it really didn't he just wanted to see the Russian's reaction.

Russia took a second before a cirtan look went over his face. ".....I dont even know what to say to that" He tried smiling and than sat back down. He closed the door and took the baby off of his lap and set her back on his chest. She didnt even move when he fell aleep again

America chuckled a bit and then started the car driving off while eating a bag of chips steering the wheel with one hand. He continued to drive and had already had 4 cans off soda. Hands on the wheel he continued to feel the nervousness o his people while he talked about movies to keep his mind off of the events that occurred yesterday.

Russia closed his eyes, resting and attempting to litan to America. He opened one eye tried. He noticed that America was talking fast, and panicked. "Are you sure that you are ok?" He asked, cutting him off in the middle of a secntace. He put his hand on the babys back, feeling her tiny heart beat and breathing.

America snapped out of his talking and said, "Hm? Yeah, I'm fine, it's cool, just gotta keep my eyes on the road, can't take them off the road, you should go to sleep it's getting late and we have a long way to go to get to Alaska. Alaska's prtty nice you used to own it right? That's cool, it's really snowy, snow cool." continuing to babble on and on. A he focused on the road, the sodas weren't helping much either.

Russia sighed and put a hand on Americas neck. "Alfred, I will drive, you sleep, this is not a question" He said, slowly moving the baby over and undoing his seat belt. He looked at America not taking his hand off his neck. He pasued before pushing Americas leg with his own and stopping the car. He was not worried about being stopped in teh center or the rode, there was no one else on it. He pulled America in to a quick kiss, waiting for him to trade spots

America tensed when he felt the hand on his neck and turned over to Russia, he said, "I'm fine, you go to sleep with the baby." but the tone of voice Russia was using sounded like it wasn't a question. The car was and heard the click of the seat belt and said, "We're in the middle of the ro-" and was cut off by the quick kiss. America laughed and said, "What the hell would I do without ya?" he grinned over. Also felt a bit guilty he couldn't cover up his anxiety a bit better and the Russian had to step in and take care of him. He sighed, no use in arguing over something so small, especially when it might end up with hurt feelings or blood shed. He opened the door and stepped out of the car going over to Russia's side of the care.

Russia smiled at him. He moved over to Americas seat and than sat down. He leaned over and picked the baby up, not wanting her to fall out of the car or America accidentally sit on her. He looked over to America, waiting for him to get in and set the baby back on Americas chest. She shifted, but promptly berried her face in the fluff on Americas coat and fell asleep. He only now noticed that she was lightly snoring. He looked at America in his seat. He had to stop himself from laughing at how cute they both were. "I'm here if you would like anything" He said to America. He truly meant what he said. He would do anything for Alfred and Alla. That was a flaw he had been told he had. He never got attached often but if he did, that would be there for the rest of his life. He still loved his strange and troublesome sisters. He turned back to the rode, being more careful than America, but still going a good 15 MPH over the 60 mile limit. He noticed the sky cloud over, the nation was quite, still, picnicked, and a bit weaker. He was still a super power, but this would go down for ever, his moral probably crushed. But he would be there to protect America from anyone who would want to hurt him.

America took the baby a small smile on his face, he set her on his chest and smiled at her sleeping face and heard her light snoring and laughed lightly, "Dude, she's snoring." he heard Russia saying that he was here if he wanted and grinned saying, "Thanks man, I'll keep that in mind." he looked out the window and at the night sky, there were stars, which he didn't see much while in the city. His eyes were half-lidded and he couldn't help but yawn. He could feel the baby's heart beat flutter. He thought that it was funny that Russia had grown attached to the small baby. Before they were friends he always saw him as a heartless killer, but their friendship grew and he saw that could be very endearing. He was still not over the fact that Russia came back for him, although he would never admit how much it meant to him, he would still return the favor to Russia if needed, but God forbid. He said a bit sleepily,"Wake me up if shit goes down." his head rested on the car window taking one more glance at the driving Russian and the starry sky before he drifted off to sleep with the baby in his arm.