It was a quiet night in the city of Berlin. The year was 1919. Germany was working away in the middle of the night. He owes France a lot of money and was dreading every moment that he was forced to make cuckoo clocks. "Stupid France," Germany grumbles as he hammered away at the wood. "I can't believe I have to make these cuckoo clocks to pay him back. In my opinion he's the one vho lost this var so I should be the one vho should be paid back."

Suddenly, Germany's phone went off. He sighs as he went to answer it. He pinches his nose before going to answer the phone. "Hallo?"

"Dude, hey Germany," America greets from the other end.

"America? Vhat do you vant?"

"Bro, I know you've been busy and all but I thought it would be cool if you wanted to come to a restaurant with me and hang out for a bit?"

"Nein. I'm busy."

"But I'm inviting girls! Come on, England already bailed on me."

Germany sighs. Maybe a change of scenery would help him feel better.

"All right, I'll come over."

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A few hours later, Germany was at a restaurant groaning as America was laughing with some girls. "Why did I even come?" he asks as he went to the counter.

He was got himself a water and places his head on the counter. "Is this seat taken?" a voice asks from his side.

Germany sat up and looks to see a beautiful young lady with long, blonde hair, the bluest of eyes, and the most spectacular smile that made her teeth look as white as snow.

"So, is this seat next to you taken?" she asks with the voice of an angel.

"N-Nein, it's not," Germany stutters for some reason. "Please, go ahead and sit."

The woman giggles as she sat. "You don't have to be so nervous. It's not like I'm interrogating you."

Germany blushs an even darker shade of red as the woman giggles again. "My name is Catherine by the way. What's yours?"

"L-L-Ludvig?"

"Ludwig? That's German isn't it?"

"J-J-Ja."

Catherine orders herself a drink and then looks back at Germany. "So are you just visiting here or something?"

"Ja, I'm just here vith-"

"Yo Ludwig!" America walks up to the two blondes and smirks. "Dude, sweet chick with you."

"Alfred!" Germany yells at the American.

"Okay, I'll leave you two alone."

After America left, Catherine was able to get Germany into an actual conversation. She told him about how she would visit Berlin when she was a little girl since her Grandfather had a house over there. She explained how she loved to run around her Grandfather's farm house and play with the animals there. It made Germany actually smile a bit.

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The months pass by rather quickly and to no surprise, Germany and Catherine start dating each other. Germany had yet to tell Catherine about him being the personification of Germany because he didn't want to put her in any danger. The only other people that knew about Catherine were Prussia, Italy, Austria, America, and Hungary.

What sort-of bugged Germany was when Italy came over and bugged him when he wanted to spend time with Catherine. He'd yell, Italy would cry, and Catherine would scold him, saying he shouldn't yell at his friend.

One day, Germany finally decides that he would ask the big question. He and Catherine were at a little bakery in Berlin and Catherine was telling her boyfriend about how she and Hungary had gone dress shopping and found the prettiest dress for her to wear to the ball that was going to happen at Austria's house.

"Catherine," Ludwig interrupts. "I need to ask you a very important question."

"Sure Ludwig, you can ask me anything." Catherine replies.

Ludwig gulps nervously before he pulls out a small black box from his pocket. He opens it and inside was a small diamond ring. Catherine places a hand over her mouth as Germany got down on one knee. "Catherine, there is no doubt in my mind that I vant to spend every moment of the rest of my life vith you. Vill you do me the honor of becoming my vife?"

Tears of joy gather in Catherine's eyes. She nods her and then wraps her arms around Ludwig's neck. "Of course I'll marry you."

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The wedding was spectacular. Catherine felt like Cinderella, marrying her prince. As she walks down the isle, she could see her fiancé waiting for her in his military uniform. Feliciano was down there, being the best man for the wedding, along with Elizbeta, who was one of the bride's maid.

As soon as Catherine was at the end of the isle, she turned to face Ludwig and smiled underneath her veil. Right when the preacher said, "You may kiss the bride." Ludwig lifts the veil from Catherine's face and kissed her.

Months following the wedding were...well something. Catherine was trying to find a job but kept having morning sickness. One doctor's visit later and Catherine found out that she was pregnant. When she told her husband he grew quite excited.

A child, he thought to himself. I'm going to be a Vater.

When it was time to deliver the baby though, Germany was a nervous reck. He was pacing in the lobby as he waits for a nurse to come and tell him that his wife and child were fine. Prussia waits with his brother as the hours crawl by.

"I'm sure she'll be fine Vest," Prussia insists. "Catherine is a tough frau. She'll be fine."

Soon, a nurse comes into the lobby. "I'm looking for Ludwig." she states.

"I'm Ludvig," he tells the nurse. "Is Catherine all right?"

The nurse looks at the ground, making Germany's heart sink. "I'm sorry...but, there were some complications and...you should go to see Catherine."

Germany rushs past the nurse and runs to Catherine's room, where she was holding a baby in her arms. She looks pale and sickly but still smiles weakly at the small baby.

"Catherine," Ludwig breaths as he heads to his wife's side. He does his best not to cry, to be strong, but it was hard seeing the woman he loves in such a state.

"Ludwig...I was thinking...of naming the baby...Katrina," Catherine hoarsely tells her husband.

Ludwig nods as he looks at the baby girl. She had her Mother's eyes and his blonde hair. She looks up her Father with curiosity and then reachs her chubby hand up to wrap it around his thumb. This makes the German smile slightly.

Catherine then let's out a loud cough that makes Germany worried. After her coughing fit was done, Catherine hands Katrina over to Germany and smiles weakly. "Ludwig...I just want you...to know that...I know...about you being a country."

"Vhat?" Germany asks as he looked at his sick wife. "Hov did you-"

"Feliciano slipped up...and told me...Just don't get mad...at him...And...just so you know...I love you..." Tears gather in her eyes as she speaks. She knew these were to be her dying words.

Germany smiles as he took his wife's right hand and held it tightly. "Ich liebe dich auch." He replies. Catherine grips it back but not with as much strength as he had done to her. Moments later, Catherine's hand slips from Germany's as she takes her last breathe of air.

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After Catherine's funeral, Ludwig stands there with his little girl in his arms and looks at the gravestone. "Catherine, I promise you that I'll take care of Katrina and keep her safe." Germany promises as he places a bouquet of flowers on the gravestone.

Katrina reaches up and grabs Germany's nose. She giggles as he scrunched it up, not understanding at all that she was in a graveyard where her Mother had been laid to her final rest. Germany couldn't help but smile at the little girl. Germany then carries his little girl home and didn't see that his wife was watching him from her grave with wings on her back that were as white as the snow. "Thank you Ludwig," she whispers as her husband walks away. "I'll be watching over you and Katrina."

With that, Catherine went back up to Heaven to watch over her husband and child. Katrina looks up and saw her Mother flying off to Heaven and she giggles as she reaches her hand up. Germany stops and looks back to see what Katrina was laughing at but saw nothing.