An: sorry guys! Long time no write! Been busy but here is chapter 5. (Sorry if it's a little shorter. Been doing my "research" on Maxon's POV with other stories) and this is going to be a short JUST America's POV so I can start working on Chapter 6 (my apologies) I am scheduled to have it out by May 20th. (Hopefully sooner but I have finals, 7 big projects due my the 29th and I have state testing the rest of the month sooooo fingers crossed) it may also be done in early June :) love y'all

America's POV

I swear when Maxon brought me my food last night. I couldn't have been happier! Those strawberry tarts.. well let's just say, nothing will ever top that satisfaction.

Today May and Kenna arrive. Everyone else had something come up and my Mom had to stay home with Gerad. I was pretty pissed off when I found out, but I do understand and I can't wait to see my sisters. I believe Astra is staying with James and his family. I still wish I could see my niece though. And Astra would love it here at the palace I just know it!

I still have awhile 'till breakfast (why am I up? I have no idea) so I may just pick up at book and read that until Maxon wakes up. I turn to my nightstand and see the clock, 5:23am. Wow I didn't even know this hour existed I'm never up before 7am. Well now-a-days that has changed I'm usually asleep till like 10am, just cause I have no where to be, no meetings or teas to attend.

I lug myself out of bed. Away from my soft, fluffy mattress and sheets to go sit on the balcony with my favorite book called The Hunger Games: Catching Fire. Man I just want to kill Katniss sometimes she's such a dumbass when it comes to love. Oh well, it's still a bomb book.

A few hours pass and it's now about 7:45am when sleeping beauty finally arises from his slumber.

"America!" I hear him cry. Oh lord he's so paranoid. I guess I can't blame him after he lost his parents in a rebel attack. I close my book to turn to see his face flushed and in a panic. He's so cute when he's over protective.

I stand up from my chair on the balcony to leave the perfect Angeles air to join Maxon back inside.

"Darling shhh. I'm fine. I was just awoke very early and went for a reading on the baclony. No need to panic." I said in the most soothing voice I could muster while trying to hold in a laugh.

"America this isn't funny." He scolds. Oh but it is just hilarious.

"Maxon the southern rebels arent a threat at the moment . We have a peace treaty with them. And we've had an alliance with the northern rebels ever sense the late King Clarkson passed. I know there is unrest in the south but I mean come on that's pretty far from here and we haven't had an attack sense the big one 2 years ago. " I can tell he tensed up again at the mention of his father. But I started rubbing little circles on his back, I watched as the tension melted off of his shoulders. "Here darling, let me ask Paige to go get you some tea. Does that sound nice? Than we can head to go see Dr. Ashlar for my appointment, before my sisters get here."

"No. I'm ok. But Ames you still gave me a huge scare. I thought something happened to you." He says as I'm walking toward the closet to put on something more... suitable for a queen than a nightgown, robe, and her slippers. "What are you doing? Your not supposed to be up and around!"

"I will be fine. Just think of this as my breakfast stroll than we'll see if Dr. Ashlar was completely wrong and will lift my bed rest after only a few days!" I say half heartedly.

"Don't count on it, my dear." He says with that dumb smirk on his face.

"Don't."

"Worth a shot. One day you'll just stop fighting me."

"Not likely cowboy bob." I say as I walk out of the closet, while tossing my hair into a messy bun. Today I'm in a pair of black jeans, a simple white, loose flowing t-shit, and some black wedges. Because my maids aren't here, all I did was put on a tiny bit of mascara, foundation, and lip gloss than I was ready to greet the day.

"America wait. You just frightened me. Just go back to the balcony and read your novel while I shower and get ready. Than we can head off to Dr. Ashlar's together." Didn't sound like a horrendous idea. Just wish I could go for a stroll sometime this year...

"Alright. But hurry up. I'm done being cooped up in here."

"Yes my dear." I roll my eyes at the pet name before I turn on my heel to head back out to the balcony in the fresh angeles morning air.

Maxon didn't take more than 30 minuets to get ready. It was now about 8:30am. My appointment is at 10am so we have time to head to the dining room to eat some breakfast.

"Come on Max I'm starved." I remember that day he said that it broke him to know that I have gone hungry before I came to the palace. So I made emphasis on 'starved' to get his lazy-ass out the damn door.

"Never again. And you're always hungry so don't even start, Ames." He joked.

"Come on or I'll leave you here and rumors might start that we are, yet again, in another fight." I pleaded.

"Well it happens so often. Let them talk." He smirked.

"Maxon Cliax Schreave." I playfully pouted, "come to breakfast right now with your pregnant wife. Or I'll go sleep in the princess chambers tonight."

"You wouldn't dare!" He played along.

"Try me." I gave him the look.

"Fine." He said as he come to wrap his arms around my waist, "I'll come with your right now and I'll stop stalling."

"Good boy." I say patting him on the head. It's so funny that I have to go on my toes to pat his head or kiss him.

"Yeah whatever lets go downstairs so that we can go to the Doctor soon." He says linking his arms into mine as we walk out the door and down the grand staircase.

I have mostly gotten used to the stares and bows that me and Maxon get just as we are walking through the halls. I don't think I'll ever fully get used to it. Just because I don't feel I deserve this place, this role that I have been given. I know for a fact I will never feel that I have deserved all of life's beautiful blessings. My family, Maxon, Marlee, Queen Amberly, and my beautiful unborn baby.

We made it down to the dining room. The doors swing open to reveal my Mother-in-law sitting at the head of the ornate table.

"Hello kids." She said happily.

"Hello mother. How are you doing today?" Maxon asked as we stopped by her, Maxon laid a gentle kiss on her head, than went to find out seats. Maxon and I have to be so far apart during the selection we hated being on opposite ends of the table to we decided to all sit together at one end. Amberly, Maxon, and I. (plus my family when they are here)

"I'm quite alright. I have my work cut out for me today. The Italian royal family wants to pay a visit soon. Queen Nicolette and King Dylan especially want to see you, America. But you know how they can be when everything isn't perfect."

"I can give Nicolette a call if you wish. Maybe just see why they want to come. Did they say when?" I questioned.

As I asked she just puts her hands up to her face to rub her eyes as if she's stressed and tired out from all the extra work load that has fallen upon her shoulders. "This Saturday is when they arrive and they leave on Monday. They haven't made it clear if it's a business trip or just a friendly one. So I don't have a clue on how to prepare."

"It's alright, Mom. America can give Italy a call to talk to her friends and see what category this trip falls under." Dang I just love when Maxon talks to his, our, mother. It's still sir-real that she is really my Mom.

"That isn't necessary."

"Oh please, I insist. Especially after dumping everything on you! I cant let you stress about my work. Please Amberly. Let me assist you anyway I can."

"Okay darling, but I beg of you to not overdo or strain yourself. Your only duty right now is to nurture that sweet life that you are holding inside you right now." She explained.

Maxon give me a look and I simply nod. Knowing that he will be answering our mothers concerns. "She does promise to not overdo it. In fact we are heading out to the hospital wing after breakfast for a checkup and she's crazy enough to believe the doctor will lift her 'bed rest'. I keep telling her to not get her hopes up but we all know America. She's just to damn stubborn." He laughs. After that comment even Amberly chuckles a bit.

"What?" I say confused.

"Honey. Being stubborn, which you kinda are, can be a really good trait when you are a princess going on queen . You want let the kings bumbass advisers push you around when you want someone. See me, personally, I was a pushover when it came to my late husband. I wish I was more like you." My mouth just dropped. The Queen Amberly wished she was like ME, America Rose Singer Schreave?

"Why do you wish your were like me? I mean your the greatest queen Illea has ever had. Everyone practically worships the ground you walk on."

"America listen. You are talented, outspoken, driven, and by far the most stubborn girl I have ever met. But you have a vision and you see right from wrong. And with those qualities, tied to how you see our great nation, that is a perfect queen."

"I agree wholeheartedly." Maxon added.

I am just in such shock at her words I don't even know what to say. I'm in aw that that is how she thinks of me. How she sees me. It's what every girl wishes they could hear coming from her.

"Well mother I wish we could stay longer but we do in fact have a doctors appointment to get to." I was so awestruck by our recent conversation I totally forgot that we had an appointment.

"Of course! You two kids go on your way. I better be going too I wish to see you at supper. With some news I hope." She said eyeing the two of us.

"I hope we have news also. We should be on our way goodday Amberly!"

I saw her just beaming. "Goodday to you too, America. I'll be in my study if you wish to talk later." She winked at me as she walked away.

I quickly ate my grand breakfast that I completely forgot about. It consisted of four eggs, some shredded cheddar cheese, and pieces of chopped up bits of bacon inside that scrambled eggs, with grapes, almonds, vanilla yogurt, and some half and half peach iced tea lemonade.

I looked into Maxon's chocolate brown eyes. When he looked back I leaned on for a kiss. It was sweet and innocent it was heaven. But I pulled away.

"Come on lets go check on our baby." He just beamed. Giving me the biggest smile I've ever seen.

"Let's."

Than we started off towards the hospital wing. When we got there. I went into my private checkup room. Where we got ultrasounds and where in about 6-7 months I would give birth. I took off my cloths to change into a hospital gown. After I did I just put on a robe that is kept in the room for me than I moved to go lay on the hospital bed until the doctor got here.

A blonde nurse who looked to be in her mid 20's came into the room. "Hello your highnesses. My name is AnnaLee and I will be assisting Dr. Ashlar today during the examination."

"Pleased to meet you AnnaLee. Please Maxon and America are fine. No need for formalities here." He said.

"Oh of course Prince Maxon... I mean Maxon. So Miss America.." she gave Maxon a questioning look, he just smiled and nodded, so she proceeded. "It looks like the doctor wants a blood test and an ultrasound due to the recent incident." I mean it makes sense. Just being extra careful I assume.

"Uh.. sure. If he wants to. I feel fine in fact I wish to have my bed rest lifted. I'll stay out of most of my work but I would love to actually have some freedom. It was nothing. I just fainted that's all." I protested.

"Princess ... I mean America please it's just this time to double check to make sure the baby is totally healthy and to see if we can, in fact left your bed rest." She explained more to me. But I just tuned her out. This AnnaLee girl is starting to get on my nerves. I prefer to see Doctor Ashlar. Right now.

AnnaLee took some of my blood. It didn't hurt as much has it had before which is good. We waited a good 30 minutes before Ashlar came into the room.

"Hello my favorite patients!" He beamed. "How is everyone doing today?"

"Quite well, thank you. How about you?" Maxon said.

"Amazing now that you three are here." He said looking at my belly. "Ok so let's get onto the ultra sound." Finally.

"So doctor what are you looking for today?" Maxon inquired.

"Just to make sure everyone is safe and healthy. That is why I also decided to order blood tests to check miss America's levels." He said.

The door creaked a little bit and a blonde head poked through.. damnit it's AnnaLee again. I don't know why she annoys me so much. She's so kind.

"I have the lab results right here." She handed the papers to Dr. Ashlar.

"Thank you AnnaLee. You can continue with your other duties now. You are dismissed." And she left the room without another word.

"Ok now let's get started. Maxon would you mind rubbing the gel onto America?"

"Not at all. I got you." I liked it better when Maxon put the sticky, cold gel onto me instead of Dr.Ashlar or any nurse that was going to assist. Luckily it was just the doctor and us.

Maxon just put his soft, but big hands delicately onto my belly. He knew that it was cold and somewhat uncomfortable so he was always gentle and slow, which I really appreciated. "I love you babe. Thank you." I told him.

"I love you to my love. No need to thank me." I gushed as he said that. He still gets to me this way. I adore being a love sick teenager.

"That is enough gel Maxon if you wouldn't mind. Please step to the side so I can get to work." Like the time before, he comes up by my head to hold my hand.

"You got this Ames." He whispers into my ear lovingly. I squeeze his hand as the image pops up on the screen and we see our baby.

The doctor looks perplex as he moves the transducer to get a better angle.

"Is everything ok doc?" Maxon asks with a hint of worry in his voice.

No answer. He takes the transducer off my belly and than goes over to the lab results, something isn't right. I hadn't realized I started to cry a little bit until Maxon wiped away my tears.

"Well Maxon you may need to sit down." Says Dr. Ashlar. As Maxon drags a chair up next to the hospital bed he says, "I have some news for you two." He says in a tone that worries both me and my husband. We both look into each others eyes as to say 'it's all going to be okay. Don't worry'.

"I have to inform you that..." Ashlar looks down at his feet with a somber expression on his face...

TO BE CONTINUED

An: oops : what will happen next? I hope you enjoy this chapter and I'm hopping for more time to write and get some really cute maxerica moments into this story sometime soon. So please don't hate me!! I would never give up on this story. I know where I want it to go I have BIG plans. Please LIKE, REVIEW, FOLLOW, and FAVORITE love y'all :)

Signing out,

- Emilyn R.