A/N : I'm back! Okay, first I have to say a huge thankyou to all those who reviewed, so THANKYOU to : Ashley, CrazyNut2002, Meg*, max4cast, Cass, laffsassyferret, anastasia, ILoveClarkKent and Caroline - you are all wonderful people! To aiteane, thanx to you too, and, don't take this the wrong way but what category should this go in if not angst? And because I got so many wonderful reviews I am posting TWO chapters! See the wonder that is the power of reviews!

Anyway, on to the story...

Disclaimer : No, none of these characters are mine!

"Mia, you know I love you, but..."

"But not enough to marry me!"

Mia had asked the dreaded question - why didn't Michael want to marry her? - and as she had expected, a row had followed.

"Mia, if things were different, I'd marry you tomorrow, like if you weren't a princess or..." Michael was interrupted my his girlfriend.

"But I am a princess!" she cried.

"Yes, I know, and I'm not saying that it's a bad thing but, you know s well as I do that I'm not cut out for bowing and scarping at the feet of a royal wife. I want to be my own person, I want to travel, I want to have a life and I do want to be with you but if we get married I'll end up having to change or we're going to drive each other crazy!"

Mia felt tears in her eyes. She knew what Michael was saying made sense but what could she do? She loved Michael but she couldn't change the fact that she was a princess.

"But I love you and I'm having our baby!" she sobbed, unable to think of anything else. Michael put his arm around her shoulders.

"I know and I love you too, but know it would never work between us if I was forced into being some kind of royal consort thing"

Mia was crying hard now and buried her head in Michael's shoulder. She didn't blame him for the way he felt and she did understand but her heart was breaking.

"I am sorry Mia" Michael said, holding her tight and trying to fight back tears of his own. Then he had a thought.

"Mia, what if you weren't a princess anymore?"

Mia moved to look him in the face.

"What do you mean?" she asked.

"I mean, what if you gave it up, you know, abdicated or whatever, then we could get married and get on with our lives together!"

Mia looked shocked at Michael's suggestion.

"Are you asking me to choose between you and the people of Genovia?" she asked, moving away from him.

"Well, yeah, I suppose if you're going to be blunt about it.....yes, that's exactly what I'm asking you to do" Michael looked perfectly serious.

Mia walked away from him and circled the room with her hands on her head, desperately trying to take in what Michael was saying to her.

How could she choose between the man she had always love - the father of her unborn child - and a country full of people who needed her if their lives were to be worth living?

A/N : Okay, now onto chapter 5...