When Norway suddenly goes missing and a string of clues is left in the Nordic house it's Denmark's job to find the man he loves and bring him back to safety.

{So I wrote a one shot and this is the continuation thanks to votes for a sequel from others.} Denmark loves his family. But it doesn't seem his family loves him. Now, the years of the stress of him thinking that are taking their toll. He has his first break down in years and it starts a chain that slowly destroys him. Because what's the point in living for a love that doesn't exist?