Hey Guys! Here is chapter 37, I am so excited for you guys to read this because we have THREE MORE CHAPTERS LEFT! Can you believe it? I know that I can't, well anyways thank you so much for reading. So! Without Further Ado, here is Chapter 37!

The line is silent, "Uncle Aspen?" I say, wondering if he is still there.

"Who are you and why are you pretending to be the princess?" He says, "You could be thrown in jail for this."

I'm in shock, "No, it really is me. It's Emma."

Christopher motions for me to give him the phone, I remove the receiver from my ear and hand it to him.

"Dad?" He says and waits, "Yeah, it's really her. I'm standing in front of her, Dad... Yes she has king Maxon's hair… Dad, I know, it's her… She has to ask you something… No you won't cry, I promise… Just talk to her… alright…" He hands the phone back to me.

"Uncle Aspen?" I say gingerly.

The line is silent and then he finally speaks, "I never thought that I would be able to hear your voice. Are you ok, Emma?"

I smile, "Yes I am extremely happy, I just had a question for you."

He clears his throat, "Yes, what do you need?"

I take another deep breath, "I need you to come to palace."

Again the line is silent, his breathing is the only thing that I can hear on the line, "I can't, Emma. Your mom wouldn't want to see me, and I can't go back there."

I sigh, "But I need you to come, Uncle Aspen. I need your help."

"My help with what, Emma? You're being very vague." He says, a hint of irritation in his voice.

"I need your help finding the one who shot me." I say point blank, "I have talked to many people and they have no idea where to start looking, the only thing that they have is the security camera footage but that isn't leading anywhere."

He sighs, "I haven't done any sort of guard work since I was twenty-two, Emma. I don't know if I will be able to help you."

"I believe in you, Uncle Aspen. If anyone can find this person, I know that it will be you."

I can tell that he is pondering the thought because he doesn't speak for a while. Christopher whispers to me asking if he agrees. I shrug my shoulders because I don't know yet.

I keep waiting and I'm almost startled when he says, "Sure, Emma. I'll come."

I breathe out a breath of relief, "Thank you so much, Uncle Aspen! Thank you, thank you, thank you."

He chuckles on the other end of the phone, "No problem, I probably be arriving in two days."

I smile, "You should bring Aunt Lucy and your other kids. I am one-hundred percent sure that Mom would want to see you guys."

"That sound like fun, It would be a nice vacation for them." He says.

"Ok, well I'll see you guys in two days!" I says energetically.

He laughs, "Alright, Emma. See you then."

I hang up the phone and jump up from the couch. I throw my hands in the air, "Yes!" I exclaim, getting so excited.

Christopher joins me in my excitement and he hugs me tightly.

I hug him back, "I can't believe that he actually said yes, I thought that he wouldn't want to come!"

Christopher laughs and I can feel the air coming in and out of him lungs, "I knew he would come if you asked. Emma, he would do anything for you."

I smile into his chest, it's nothing like Alex's but it still feels like home. Moments like these are when I'm glad that Christopher is my best friend, that he's always there for me.

When we pull away, I think about all the things that Christopher told me: how he always thought that he had to protect me, how he enlisted in the guard to be there for me, for he basically spent his whole life looking out for me. Did I really deserve a friend like that?

"Thank you, Christopher," I say, "For everything."

He smiles at me, "Emma, you're like my sister. Well, technically, you're my God-Sister so yeah, but you know what I mean. What I was trying to say was, you mean a lot to me, I would do anything for you."

"I know," I look at him, "And I would do anything for you too."

He looks at his watch and says, "Alright I have a shift in like two hours, I think I should catch a nap. I love your company but I really need this nap."

I chuckle, "Alright I'll leave, thank you again Christopher."

He nods his head and I start to walk to the door, I open it and walk out of apartment 24A. As I'm walking down the hallway my blood turns ice cold.

I forgot to tell my mom.

"You did what!" She exclaims, pacing around the room.

I look at the floor, "I invited he to the palace, I know that he can help, Mom."

Her face turns bright red, "How did you get ahold of him?"

"I used Christopher's phone."

"Christopher?" She says, "Christopher Leger?"

"Yes, that's the one." I say gingerly.

She stops in her tracks, "Why is he here? I thought that he was back towards where Carolina was…" She trails off.

I sigh, "It's a really long story, but anyway, he let me borrow his phone and I asked him to come. He said that he would and he is bringing Aunt Lucy and their other kids."

I can see a tear on her face, "Lucy." She says, "I haven't seen her in ages."

I smile, "Mom, this is why it's a good thing. You can reconnect. I know that Uncle Aspen can figure out who shot me and at the palace, he has all the tools that he needs to figure it out."

She's about to answer when Dad walks in to their room, "Hey, is everything ok?" He asks, eyeballing the both of us."

Mom puts her hands on her face, "Emma invited Aspen to the palace."

"What!" Dad says, wide eyed.

I groan, "Ugh, I don't want to go through my reasoning again, you two can talk that one out. But the point is, Uncle Aspen, Aunt Lucy, Lyella, and Lynette are coming to the palace in two days so we need to have rooms for them. Christopher didn't want to have another room set aside for him because he is happy in his apartment. Now, are we all on the same page?" I ask looking at each of my parents.

Mom sighs, "Emma, you will be the death of me."

Dad laughs, "Sweetheart, she is the spitting image of you."

"That's how I know." She laughs, "Lord knows that I pray for Alex every night before bed."

"Mom!" I exclaim, but even I can't stop myself from laughing.

She walks over to me and kisses my forehead, "Honey you know that I love you."

I smile and say, "I love you too." Then I walk to the door.

Walking in my room, I notice a note lying on top of my bed, folded into a square so neatly. I pick up the note and it says:

To My Other Half,

I've fallen for your laugh, which is utterly
which is utterly contagious. I've fallen
for your smile, which makes me giddy
for no reason at all. I've fallen for our
late night talks, when 1 am arrives far
too quickly. I've fallen for our jokes
which I'll remember day later and
burst into laughter. I've fallen for every
second that I get to spend with you, even
if those seconds leave me wanting more.
Roof?

Love Your Missing Piece.

I smile as soon as I finish reading the note and I quickly throw on a light cardigan and I run out to meet my love on the roof.

When I get there, there isn't a romantic dinner or flowers or candles. It's just him.

He's standing off on to the right side leaning on the edge of the roof looking over the city. I walk up next to him and when he notices that I'm there he puts his arm around my shoulder.

We don't talk. Talking means ruining the silence, and this silence that we have at the moment is too beautiful to be broken. I stare at the city that is laid out before me like a finished puzzle. Each piece is adorned with a flickering like and a number of houses. Individually, they would look out of place and common, but together they make a wonderful piece of art. The stars seem to mirror the ground as the streetlights and house lights light up the darkness. I look over at Alex and I see him staring into the distance, his blue eyes concentrating on something that I probably can't comprehend. I smile and look away, realizing that nights like this are my future. My future is with Alex and I can't wait for forever to start.

"I think a lot of people don't understand what real romance and love is." He says, still staring off into space, "Anyone can buy flowers, candy and jewelry, there's no love in that. The truly romantic things in life are those little things that you do every day to show that you care, and you're thinking of them. It's going out of your way to make them happy. The way you hold her hand when you know she's scared, or that you save the last blue sour patch kid for him because blue is his favorite flavor. The random phone call in the middle of the day, just to say 'I love you' or 'I miss you'. The way he stops to kiss you when he passes by. It's dedicating her favorite song to her, and letting her eat your fries; telling her she's beautiful, even when she's in her sweats; with her hair in a ponytail and no makeup. It's putting your favorite show on pause so she can tell you about her day and laughing at his jokes when they aren't funny whatsoever. It's slow dancing on the roof and kissing in the rain." He looks down at his hands, "Romance isn't about the buying, it's about the giving. True romance is in the gestures."

His head turns toward me and I look into his eyes, I lean up and kiss him gently. To me, If I kiss him to hard he will break. Or maybe he's a dream and if our lips touch to fast then he will fade away. All I know is to me, Alex is a precious commodity and I can't let him go. When you want to spend the rest of your life with someone, you want the rest of your life to start now so that you don't have to wait any longer.

I never want to let him go.

When we pull away from the kiss I just start into his eyes. I got lost in him, but it's the kind of lost that's exactly like being found.

"I love you, Alexander. For all that you are. For all that you have been. And all that you're yet to be. I love you for all of the all's." I say, simply.

He smiles, "I love you too. It seems cliché, but it's true. I will always love you."

We kiss again and then we go back and stare at the city. I savor the moment like this because I know that they are few and far between. The night sky is a canvas waiting for daylight and the stars are lights guiding the sun home. I gaze into them and thank God because my life is perfect. No matter what, as long as I'm with Alex, everything is perfect.

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