Juliette huffed, leaning over a huge stack of reports, letters, complaints and suggestions. It had never occurred to her that putting everything in order after winning the war would be the most difficult part. But it was.

Anderson had never cared about anything but power. And his personal assets were completely organized. His control was everywhere. But the nation was a mess. A sprawling, unorganized, confused mess jammed with politicians vying for power and angry people.

The country had never been more vulnerable as people figured out how to proceed. People were constantly demanding that she do this, take care of that, do this, leave that. It was almost unbearable.

But Juliette pushed through. It wasn't the power-hungry politicians she cared about. It was the innocent citizens, the ones who just wanted safer lives. The ones who just wanted to feed their children and keep their families warm. The ones who deserved better after years of oppression. She would work for them. She would succeed for them.

But everything was just so overwhelming.

Aaron walked into the office Juliette had practically commandeered and placed his hands on her shoulders. He started to massage her sore, cramped muscles before leaning over and pressing a kiss into her hair.

"You should get some rest, love. You can't save anybody if you're falling asleep at your desk." He picked her up and carried her over to the sofa. Sitting down, he pulled her into his lap and tightened his arms around her.

Juliette considered resisting and trying to return to the massive amount of work she still had remaining, but it was too tempting to just remain encircled in his arms, leaning against his chest. She gave a small sigh and pressed herself to him.

"Aaron?"

"Yes?"

"Do you think I can do this? Really?"

He snuggled down next to her sleepily before opening one eye and looking at her.

"I think that you, Juliette, can do absolutely anything you set your mind to." His intense sincerity sent shivers down her spine and she smiled tiredly.

"I hope so. God, I really hope so. There are so many people depending on me." If she paused to think about the sheer number it would paralyze her. "All the other sector leaders are either rallying or waiting to see what I'll do. I don't know what to do."

Warner sighed, "Juliette, love, most of the sector leaders are afraid of you or scared of me. The rest should be afraid and we practically have a mini-army of superheroes, plus a real army. Your citizens are already in love with you for liberating them and will do anything for you. The rest of the world is sure to follow. I'd follow you to the ends of the earth. All we do is wait and see who will concede and swear loyalty, and which sector leaders are planning on attacking."

"How? How do we do that? How do we decrease the amount of bloodshed? How do we unite?" Juliette whispered desperately.

"I was thinking," Warner said slowly, "we have ourselves a little party."