As King Peter exits, he is pulled aside by Ciano in the other room. "I speak to you in greatest confidence when I tell you that, although this news of Hitler's aggression may please Mussolini, it distresses me. But I ask you, not in the name of Italy's glory, but in your own safety, not to end your friendship with Italy as you have proposed to do. Il Duce will certainly be angered by this, and it would be a mistake to face his wrath."

"Absolutely." He says, the corners of his mustache twitching, "It will be interesting what our British friend has to say about all of this."

He turns and walks out, holding the door for Lebrun.

Ciano sighs as King Peter turns to leave. "If it were up to me I would not ally with Hitler, despite our fascist sentiments. But Il Duce does not feel the same. Of course, I will do the best I can to convince him otherwise, but there is not much hope. So as things stand, the existing alliance between Italy and Germany is a very threatening force.

Neville Chamberlain sat by his sons bed as he promised he would till was cured of his flu. He sat there sipping some tea as he watched outside the window of his sons room. He saw his car racing by on the road. There was only a few cloud that doted the dark night sky.
 
"Honey someone needs to speak to you he says it is important" Anna Chamberlain (his wife)said too Neville
Neville look one last time at his son then quick and quietly left his room.

"What in hell does someone need at this hour." Neville said bitterly

He walk in the living room of his house to see Jerry. Jerry was a Messenger that worked for him caring important documents all around England, even the world if need. When Jerry saw Neville his eyes lit up with happyness.

"Sir..." jerry sayed weakly "A message for you" Then he collaposed on the floor

Neville rushed over to him to find a cloth that he had to cover a bullet wound. In his last breath Jerry gave him a Message which sayed WAR

The President of the United States Franklin D. Roosevelt reads the newspaper informing him of the latest decision passed by Congress. The Neutrality Act of 1937 put a sales embargo on war and munitions to belligerent nations, and allowed goods to be shipped on a cash-and-carry basis only. Roosevelt sighed, and put the paper down on his desk in the oval office. "I hope this keeps us out of the brewing war" he said to no-one in particular. He sighed, leaned back in his chair, and stared out of the window.

President Roosevelt walked into the meeting room where he would address the U.S. Congress about the issue in Europe. "Gentleman, I have been notified as I am sure you have been, that War has broken out in Europe. Now, I know that the Neutrality Acts prevent us from sending military aid to belligerent nations, but our own nation would be threatened with a drop in our nations already unstable economy if the Nazi's take western Europe. I propose that we find a loophole in the Neutrality Acts to send aid at least to England, to keep out strongest economic tie to Europe alive." He stepped down off of the podium, and exited the room. As he walked through the hallway, he thought 'I've won this debate'.
     Letter to Neville Chamberlain from President Franklin D. Roosevelt:
Re: War & Aid.
     Mr. Chamberlain, as you well know, the United States has no desire to be caught up in the War currently declared in Europe. However, we will be willing to sell arms and munitions on a Cash-and -carry basis to England and France because of the newest Neutrality Act. I hope that this will aid you in your time of need. Good luck Mr. Prime Minister, and may God be with you. 

Albert Lebrun nervously waits in the meeting room for his Soviet and English counterparts. He knows that England will support him in the case of war, but he worries whether they will act soon enough to slow any advance that Germany would make. The Soviets seem friendly, and the issue of Spain has created a common bond, but Lebrun worries if they will do enough to back up their word to help France. They were lucky enough to get a nonaggression pact with Germany, so he wouldn't blame them if they don't jump to France's aide. At least they promised to give some anti-tank weaponry to France. I could be much worse, but Lebrun is really looking for some security in this upcoming meeting. His list of allies is small, and he wants to be sure that they will definitely support France. He composes himself and tries to look relaxed while he waits.

Stalin walks into the meeting hall, supped and brushed.  He spots Lebrun and walks over to him.