Sorry about taking so long to post this! It will probably take me longer between updates, because classes are starting soon. Also, I will be sending the people who reviewed a PM instead of responding in the AN. I said in the last chapter that I was skipping to when America was 8 months pregnant, but as you will see here, I didn't. This takes place after she tells Maxon and they walk back into the party! Lots of drama and rebels in this chapter! Next, I am thinking of finishing this story soon, so please review or PM me and tell me what you think I should do. I got a few PM's and a review asking me if I was going to have America pregnant with twins, and do this canon. I still am deciding on that, so tell me what you think about that. Enough of my rambling! Enjoy this chapter!

Chapter 14: Maxon's POV

America and I were going to be parents! I was ecstatic. We walked back into the ballroom all while smiling like idiots. The party was in full swing and they were just bringing out the huge chocolate birthday cake. America lead me over to the cake and handed me the cutter so that I could cut the first piece. I took a chunk off my piece with my fingers and feed it to America. She however had other plans.

She took a chunk and smeared it all over my face before she doubled over laughing. I pulled her close to me and kissed her, transferring most of the cake onto her face as well. I almost forgot we had an audience until everyone in the room started laughing at our non-royal mannerism. And in that moment everything was perfect...until the rebel alarms started blaring.

Guards flooded the room and ran strait for America and me. I took her hand trying to pull her away, but all she did was push me behind her. Oh god, no! She was pregnant! I grabbed her wrist to keep her from running out, but she freed herself from my grasp instantly. She yelled to Aspen to follow her, and two other guards to get me to a safe room or hold me back.

The 3 rebels that were heading at in our direction looked amused that America was trying to ward them off. She was acting like she was weak and that she couldn't fight, but I knew better. I may not have ever seen her fight in a real life situation, but I didn't doubt her being lethal at all.

A rebel gave her one hard push on her shoulder and she fell to the floor and began crawling backwards like a little kid would do when they are scared. He took out a dagger and cornered her against the wall. I struggled against the guards holding me so that I could go try to save my wife and child. He raised his hand to stab her when a sly grin creeped it's way onto her lips. She spun her foot, making him fall to the ground and she jumped on top of him. He was fighting her and rolling them back and forth trying to push her off, but to my surprise, she grabbed the side of his face and...kissed him.

He was so taken aback that he even stopped struggling, giving her the perfect opportunity to snap his neck. She took his sword and gun in her hands, shooting another 2 rebels, and stabbing 3 more. She motioned to Aspen to finish up and help her as she was coming back toward me. She took a dead guards holster and slipped it on over her dress, which she began to cut and make much shorter.

Once she was finished and collected a new gun and plenty of bullets, she ran to me and crushed her lips to mine. I didn't hesitate returning the gesture because the ballroom had been completely cleared out.

Aspen came over to us, "I missed seeing this side of you, Mer. How's it feel to be back in the game?" He solemnly laughed at his last remark.

"Honestly I miss training more than, you know, all this." She gestured to the bodies that littered the floor. She cleared her throat, and a faraway look glazed her eyes. "Now, I am taking control of this group. You will do what I ask with no question, am I understood?" Her voice was so stern, I couldn't even recognize this America, she was in 'war mode'. All the soldiers in that room, at least 2 dozen, saluted to her. I heard Aspen mutter, "oh shit, not again" under his breath.

She mentioned she had a 'war mode' from all her training that came out when she was in a given situation,she didn't know anything but fight, kill, take charge, in those moments. She warned me that she didn't even know who she is when this happens. She spoke again, "Get the King to the safe room and everyone else secure that castle!" She began walking away but I wiggled out of the guards grasp and ran to her.

"Ames! Look at me, we need to get you to the safe room," I leaned in and kissed her. She pulled away and she blinked a few time, like she just stepped out into some light. She flung one arm around me, and the other resting on her stomach. "Oh my god Maxon, I never wanted you to see that.." She pulled away and turned back around to address that soldiers staring at us.

"I want a wall formed around the king, I'll be at the head along with Officer Legar going to a safe room. Guard him at all costs! Move out!" She motioned for Aspen to join her and the other guards form a tight circle around me.

'Damn it!' She slipped back into a daze, not knowing she's the queen, not knowing that she is pregnant with the future heir to the throne, not knowing that I would die if something happened to her. As we continue walking through the palace, I hear an occasional gunshot or a scream from someone America just...killed. We keep going until I hear a shot and a grunt coming for her, just on the outside of the circle of guards trapping me. "MER!" I hear the panic in Aspens voice and start fighting the guards that are restraining me.

"Let's keep moving! I was the one who shot!" She finally yells, and everyone obeys. We get to the safe room and they push me in. I grab America's wrist and try to pull her in the room, she refuses. I notice something new in her eyes, an anger and hatred that is not her. I kiss he and she pushes me off and slams me into the wall, reaching for her knife.

My own wife thinks I'm the enemy! Aspen runs over as soon as he sees what is happening and pinches her on the neck, causing her to pass out and crumple to the ground. I catch her and carry her in, shutting the door and setting her on a cot. Aspen thought it was best he stay with her, because he has dealt with this before.

I decide to just tell him, rumors would probably be surfacing by morning anyway, "She's pregnant." He looks up at me with shock evident on his face, "How long has she known?"

"She told me about," I glance down at my watch and actually laugh, "she told me about 20 minutes ago."

"Congratulations, you two will be great parents." I could hear he was being honest. "I've only seen her like this once. She gets so deep in this hallucination, she thinks everyone is the enemy" Aspen tells me quietly. I can feel the bruise forming on my neck, from where she held me in place not the wall.

"What did she do last time she was like this?" I reached out and cradled her head in my lap and place a hand on her stomach.

"My father was a rebel as well. He helped Mr. Singer to train America to be the perfect rebel robot, he was the one who discovered her 'War Mode', he used to call it. He was observing her one day, and brought me along with him, Mer and I were about 13 I think. He had her do certain things that would later become triggers. He let it go on for to long, he didn't pull her out just so he could test what would happen.

"She attacked him, and she attacked me. That's how I learned about that thing on her neck, it will make her pass out. Long story short, that was the last person he ever trained."

He took her hand and gently rubbed his thumb over her knuckles.

I was confused, "Wait. Why was she the last person he trained?"

He looked down at her and whispered something that would haunt me the rest of my life.

"Because she killed him."

AHHHH! Are you guys freaking out as much as I am?! Next chapter will be America's POV after she wakes up. Remember to review, follow and favorite! You guys are the best!

~Mer