A/N: hey people!

I keep on adding and adding more and more multi-chapters stories to my list. I don't really mind though, I like the inspiration coming in.

Although I find it kinda sad that the only complete stories on my page are oneshots.

Oh well.

Enjoy!

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Groaning Matthew Williams felt blindly through the dark until his hand reached his nightstand. He felt the phone and brought it his face.

"Lo?" he murmured.

"Matt? That you? You awake?" the familiar voice of his brother came through.

Swearing death upon his brother he said "I am now."

"Good! I have great news!"

His wife Ekaterina turned over and faced him. "Who is it?" she asked sleepily.

"Alfred." he told her. Glancing quickly at the digital clock next to the phone he said to his brother. "Al. Do you have any idea what time it is?"

"Not really. Kinda excited."

"That's good Alfred. But this couldn't have waited for the morning?"

"Nope! Ivan is calling his side right now."

Matthew sighed and laid back in his bed and pillows. "Alright. Alfred?"

"Yeah?"

"I am going to tell you this once and please remember I am your brother and I love you."

"Shoot."

"If you don't tell me what the hell you called me at 4 in the morning for I am going to pick up my hockey stick, come to your house, and beat you to death with it."

"Geez touchy."

"Alfred I swear to g-d."

"You and Ekaterina are going to be an uncle and an aunt!"

All thoughts of sleeping and killing his brother immediately left. He sat up in his bed while Ekaterina whispered "What, what?"

"What?" he almost whispered.

"Your gonna be an uncle bro!"

"You guys were approved?"

"Yeah! G-d I'm so happy. We're finally able to adopt a kid!" sometimes Alfred acted like a child himself however this time it was acceptable.

"Congratulations Alfred." Matthew said. He looked at Ekaterina and whispered. "They were finally approved to adopt a child."

She sat up in the bed and clapped their hands together. "Finally. Congratulations!"

He could almost hear the grin in Alfred's voice as he said "Tell her thanks, I heard her."

"No seriously Alfred. I am really happy for you." Matthew said.

"Yeah. We pick up the folder tomorrow and the kid will come next month."

"Why so long?"

"Kids in another country, we need to bring them here."

"Do you know anything about the child? Like gender?" he asked.

"Nope. And truthfully? Neither Ivan nor I care. We wanted a kid so long anyone would do." he replied.

"Did you call our parents?" he asked.

"Yep. After dad stopped screaming and mom took the phone from him and got the reason I was calling they were happy."

Remembering their father's vocal cords Matthew gave a shudder. Glancing once more at the clock he said almost apologetically. "Al listen. It's late and I have to get up in three hours so…"

"Yea, yeah! Sure! I understand. Night."

"Good night."

Alfred disconnected his cell phone call and glanced at his husband Ivan who was finishing talking to his cousin Toris.

"Mm hmm." he said. "I will let you know after we find out."

He smiled as he disconnected his call and glanced at Alfred.

Alfred grinned and hugged him. "We're finally going to be parents!"

Ivan laughed and returned the hug. "I know dorogoy."

The thought passed through their heads once again.

Parents.

The next afternoon they found themselves in the office that they had been in countless times over the last two years. The adoption agency.

For two years Alfred and Ivan had tried to adopt a child. For two years they had been rejected. Nearly no country wished for a same-sex couple to adopt a child.

Until a week ago they had gotten a consideration from a country in Europe with a maybe of adoption.

And just last night they had a call that said they were approved for the adoption and the child would come to America next month.

Their agent came into the room holding a file and smiled at them.

Alfred immediately jumped to his feet and hugged her.

"Thank you, thank you, thank you!" he said.

She laughed and returned the hug. "It's my pleasure."

She took her seat behind the desk and opened the file. "Alright then, on the child."

"It's a girl." she said looking at them. "And she is fourteen years old."

"She's from Berlin, Germany however she does understand English."

"Does she speak it?" Ivan asked.

The agent hesitated. "We are not sure. The child has been mute since she was about six years old."

"Mute?"

She nodded. "She is an orphan. She has one brother who she has unfortunately been separated from. Their mother also unfortunately died giving birth to her. Their father was killed in a car accident. She has been put in a lot of foster homes around Europe so she has gained quite a bit of knowledge."

She turned the page in the folder before taking out a piece of paper. "Here is a picture of her."

Ivan took the picture and brought it to the two of them. A girl with long blonde hair with blue eyes staring almost suspiciously at the camera. One part of her hair was braided on the side and she was wearing a black cross around her neck.

"Whenever she needs to say something she writes something either on her little notebook which she takes everywhere or in sign language." she continued.

"Now school. The schools she has gone to have no complaints about her. Nearly. She has gotten into the occasional fight but it was a provoked one where the other child would say something to her either about her being an orphan or her being mute. She is very strong and knows how to fight quite well. She was most of the time top of her class in grades."

"We are not quite sure of her outside hobbies. She never told, or rather wrote, to us about anything she was interested in. She enjoys reading and exercising, that much we know. She also knows how to play the piano, a cousin of hers taught her a long time ago. Many times she is trying to find out the location of her brother however we are not of position to give that information out to anyone at the time being."

She then leaned over and handed the folder to Ivan and Alfred. "Anything else I might've missed is in there. If you have any questions please don't hesitate to call me. She will come here in three and a half weeks time. We will meet in this office where you can pick her up and take her home."

She smiled at them.

"And one more thing. Congratulations."

"A mute child from Germany?" Alfred and Matthews's mother Françoise repeated.

Alfred sighed and nodded again. "Yes mom. We've been through this. A mute fourteen year old girl from Germany."

"Germany? Really?"

"Mom. I have one thing to say. You can hate Germany all you want but do not saying anything like that to her." Alfred warned.

Françoise held her hands up palms facing him. "I wont dear but still."

"But nothing."

Arthur, his and Matthews's father, snorted. "So you are finally getting a child. It would've been easier to have a child if you had married a woman."

Alfred saw Ivan, who was talking to his sisters, tense up slightly. His father had never made it hidden on how he felt with his son's choice of lifestyle. He did give his blessing, although Françoise had to nearly beat it out of him, and he did love his son but whenever the moment came up he would make some sort of snide comment.

"Dad. Enough alright?" Matthew said. "Seriously, enough is enough."

Arthur sighed but listened. Maybe it was because of Matthew or maybe it was because Françoise was digging her nails into his leg.

"So what is the child's name?" Françoise asked.

Alfred glanced at the folder again in an attempt to pronounce the last name. "Louise. Beil. Beilschmidt. Beilschmidt, I think."

Françoise looked confused for a moment. "Why does that name sound so familiar?"

Matthew took the folder and looked through it. "Alright she's fourteen years old. German. Understand a few languages. Knows sign language. Wow she's been in quite a few foster homes. She was almost adopted twice but they brought her back before it was finalized."

"Well there's no way that we're doing that." Ivan said walking to them followed by Ekaterina and their younger sister Natalya.

"The biggest problem we have right now is that we have no idea how to decorate the bedroom for her." Alfred said taking Ivan's hand in his. "No one knows what she is interested in."

"Then don't decorate it at all." Ekaterina said. "Wait until she is here and take her out. Let her decide what to buy."

Alfred nearly had a skip in his steps as he and Ivan walked down the hall to the amusement of his husband.

"Dorogoy please. Calm down." Ivan said.

"I can't! I'm too excited."

They knocked on the door. "Enter." a voice called.

They entered the room. There their agent sat behind her desk as usual. And in one of the seats that they usually sat in was a teenage girl with a small suitcase on the ground where her feet were.

The girl glanced up at them slightly before returning her gaze to her hands folded on her lap.

"Well then." the agent said. "Alfred Ivan. This is Louise. Louise these two will be your new adopted parents."

Louise nodded not looking up.

"Okay here are the papers. Please sign on the dotted line." the agent said pushing a pile of papers towards them.

Alfred and Ivan took the offered pen before signing.

The agent clapped her hands together. "Well there you have it. You have now adopted her. Good luck the two of you and once again congratulations."

Ivan held a hand out to her for her suitcase. After a moments hesitation she handed it to him. She was wearing boots, jeans, a white shirt, and a jean jacket. The most predominant feature was her cross.

The walk back to the car was silent. Alfred held the back seat door open for her and Ivan placed her suitcase in the trunk. She climbed into the backseat.

Once they were on the road Alfred turned to her and smiling said "I am Alfred. This is my husband Ivan."

Louise nodded.

Ivan peered at her through the mirror. "I hope you do not mind being adopted by two men."

She shook her head.

"We didn't know how to decorate your room." Alfred said almost apologetically. "Do you want us to stop by a couple stores before we go home?"

She shrugged.

Alfred shared a glance with Ivan. "Is that a yes or a no?"

She slipped out a notepad from her breast pocket and quickly wrote something on it.

"It is up to you." he read.

Alfred nodded to Ivan. "Stores then. Shall we go to Ikea?"

"Okay. I've established that she hates nearly anything girly." Alfred said.

Ivan glanced at the girl who was now leaning down and examining some colors. "How did you get to that?"

"Every time I asked her about something pink or cutesy or stuff like that she would give me a very dirty look."

Ivan shook his head in amusement before walking to Louise. "Did you pick out the colors for your room?"

She nodded. She pointed to the black paint and then to the ceiling. She pointed to the red paint and pointed to the walls of the store.

Black and red…

"Yellow carpeting?" he suggested.

She shrugged.

"What about the curtains?"

She pointed to the light blue.

"Toys? Stuffed animals?"

She shook her head.

"You play the piano correct?" Ivan asked while they looked through the selection of curtains.

Nod.

"Do you enjoy it?"

Shrug.

"Do you play any other instruments?"

Shake.

"Do you have a favorite subject in school?"

Nod.

"Math?"

Shake.

"Gym."

Shrug.

"History?"

Nod.

Having to do all the talking in the conversation was about to drive him insane. Especially since he was now used to the way Alfred constantly interrupted him and how loud he spoke.

"Hey you guys." Alfred said coming to them.

Speak of the devil.

"Is anyone else hungry?" he asked. "Cause I could really go for something right now."

"Slightly." Ivan said. He turned to Louise. "Are you hungry?"

Shrug.

He was getting close to throwing something from all the shrugs.

"Do you want to go get something to eat?" Alfred now asked.

Shrug.

She held up the same note from before.

Alfred nodded. "Then let's get something to eat."

As they walked to the cashier Ivan took a note of one thing.

She hadn't smiled the entire time.

Unfortunately get used to the one worded nods, shakes, and shrugs. Louise isn't going to talk for a while.

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