Thank you all for your comments on last chapter! I tried changing the views a bit so you could see from them too! lilythemermaid the names and ages are for you after the A/N. ploiuiu thanks for following my story! S haha yeah they have a lot of children don't they? And yes America seems like the weaker link so they kidnap her a lot. That and she's always in the wrong place at the wrong time. The One 5-6-14 here's your update! Lady Kalee I didn't intend for that to happen! Don't cry! But I'm glad you liked it besides the rebels and Amberly :'( Cute Irish gal me too :( Juliana Rose your reviews are so entertaining! Yes he is with Celeste. Also wasn't it so romantic the way Sam kissed her? I thought it was sweet for them being ten :) Kami74 thanks for following my story and having it as one of your favorites! I'm glad to see your reviews and hope you are enjoying the rest of the story! 123 I'm glad to hear it! And here's another 'quick' chapter! Rocio Daniela thanks for following my story and also for having it as one of your favorites!

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Ages for the current characters:

Maxon: 30

America: 28

Alex: 10

Olivia: 10

Sam: 11

Gavin: 9

Eli (Fredrick and Daphne's son): 9

Rebecca: 6

Andrew: 2

Matthew: 2

Chapter 48:

Maxon:

"Daddy?" I hear the small voice call from the door.

Lifting myself up on one elbow I peer at the door through sleepy eyes to see four little pairs of eyes staring at me. "What is it?" I ask softly, motioning them over.

They all walk over and crawl up next to me. Olivia and Rebecca snuggle under my arms and Alex and Gavin sit by my feet. All of them have tears in their eyes and I already know what they're going to say. But I've tried. I really have. They've hidden her well this time and we've tried to find her. She's been gone for a month. That's the longest time she's ever been away.

"Where is she?" Olivia pleads. I rub her small braided head and shake mine.

"I'm sorry darling. I don't know." I say, finally letting a tear fall.

I've tried to remain strong for them but now I've reached my limit. I miss her. They miss her. And I'm frightened when she's already seven months pregnant and now I wish I could see her because I'm worried what they'll do to her and the baby. Finding out it's a girl a few months ago we've been trying to find names that work and decided on Rosemary Elizabeth Schreave. But if I can't find them soon…I can't even think about what would happen.

We feel asleep together. All of them huddle around me and I was glad to have some pieces of America with me. Our children were the only thing keeping me going right now. Alex and Olivia had her eyes and nose. Rebecca had her face shape and hair. Gavin was a mixture of us both equally. But every time I looked at them I remember the day they were born and the look on America's face. What if I don't see that with little Rosie?

America:

Pain so excruciating. I try to muffle my cries but it's too much. Contractions. They've started and no matter how much I wish them to go away and for her to try and wait another day she cannot. I needed Maxon. He was always waiting for me and always was in the room the second he was allowed. But I won't have him. I won't have anyone…

"AAAAHHH!" it hits me full force and I can't hold in the scream. Clutching my stomach I wait for it to pass and then gather my voice. "HELP!"

Aspen's green eyes peek through the grate in the door. I send him a distressed look and I watch as he slowly opens the door. Kneeling beside me he loosens the cuff on my ankle. Wordlessly he lifts me and takes me through the compound. I shut my eyes against the next wave of contractions and tried muffling my yelp. Aspen covered my mouth with his hand.

"Stay quiet, we'll help you and then get you out of here." he whispered.

I turned wide eyes up to him. Those were the first words he's said to me since the first day. But I couldn't help feel like I needed an explanation… "Why?"

"I can't see you suffer and I won't see the child suffer either. No matter how much I despise the thought of it." he told me.

He still loves me? But he had Celeste…right? "Thank you." I whisper.

"I just want you safe." he said before we reached some sort of vehicle.

Handing me off to a man I recognized Carter immediately. Him and a few other palace workers were disguised as rebels and had a beat up van. Cradled in Carter's arms he took me to the back and they threw the doors open. Marlee was waiting and when she noticed my pain she swooped into action.

"We need to move. Quickly!" she ordered the men as they piled into the front of the van.

I screamed when I felt another contraction and this one lasted for a few minutes. Each wave hit me with such force and the bumpy ride was not helping.

"Here," Marlee said handing me a phone. "Someone wants to speak with you."

Taking the phone I steadied myself. "Hello?"

"America…" Maxon breathed a sigh of relief.

Maxon:

"Thank God you're alright!" I sighed. "Where are you?"

"Maxon I…" she paused and then her scream resounded through the phone. "MARLEE!"

"What's going on?!" I exclaimed, clutching the phone closer to my ear.

"Maxon?" It was Marlee. "America's going into labor." A scream sounded in the background. "Can she call you back?"

"Give her the phone! Let me talk her through it!" I demanded.

After a few muffled movements I heard America again. "Maxon?" her voice sounded strained.

"Darling just listen to me. Listen to my voice. We'll get through it, okay?" I reassure her.

"Maxon…the baby's way too early." she cries into the phone.

"I know. I know. But listen. You'll be alright. She'll be alright. Just follow Marlee's directions and listen to me." I told her.

Suddenly she screamed into the phone. My mind was reeling trying to think of something when the line dropped.

America:

"Marlee…" I said weakly.

She gripped my hand and looked down at me. Her eyes were glowing and she had a smile on her face. "You're alright. The baby's a little small but she's beautiful. Would you like to see her?"

"Do you even need to ask?" I let out a breathy laugh.

Marlee places the small girl in my arms. Normally my other children's heads would fit my hand but hers barely fits my palm. She's adorable though. Her pretty blonde head rest comfortably in my hand and she stares up at me with blue eyes. I hope she looks like her Father, like Rebecca looks at me. All babies are born with blue eyes and I hope hers turn brown. I want Maxon to have another little princess he can love and spoil.

"She's perfect." Marlee says softly, placing a hand on the little girl's head.

I look over at my best friend. She's glowing in the last month of her pregnancy but I can see the exhaust on her face. "Get some rest." I tell her.

She shakes her head. "We're almost there and I'll keep first watch for the rest of the trip. You need to rest."

"No. You need to rest to make sure you and the baby are alright. I can stay up and coo around my new little girl." I tell her.

She sighs in relief. "Thank you."

Maxon:

"Give her to me." I tell the guard carrying a sleepy America in his arms.

Marlee followed close behind us, with baby Rosie in her arms. She looks tired and close to fainting and I motion for Carter to take her home.

"Thank you Maxon." Marlee whispers softly, leaning heavily on Carter.

"Get some sleep. Just lay baby Rosie in America's lap. I've got them both." I assure her.

After they disappear down the hall I take the stairs slowly to not wake them or anyone in their rooms. It's around three a.m. and I don't need America being hounded by all six children.

"Hmm…M…Maxon…." she mumbled in her sleep, turning her head on my shoulder.

Placing her on our bed I swiftly take Rosie to the nursery. Laying her in the crib set I glance up at our constantly growing tree. Now there are seven birds painted on the tree. Four little blue birds and three little pink birds. Rosie stirs in her sleep and I slip out before she wakes.

"Maxon…" America mumbles again.

I come over to her and sit on the edge of the bed. Taking her hand I notice she sweating but she's cold. Something's off….

"America?" I shake her lightly. "America, darling wake up."

She slowly opens her eyes and I notice she's weak. Also I notice all the pain hidden behind her eyes. When she sees me though she lights up. A small smile plays on her lips and she wearily props herself up on one elbow.

"Easy." I warn her. "You need to rest."

"I don't feel good at all." she says lying back down.

"I'll get the doctor." I tell her and stand and ring the bell.

A maid is at our door in seconds and I order her to fetch the doctor. But then the baby cries and America wants to get up. "She needs special attention. She's not as strong as the others were."

"Then we'll have someone take car e of her. For now you need to rest." I tell her.

She shakes her head. "Something's off Maxon. You're not telling me something and my senses tell me something bad is about to happen."

I clutch her hand. "Nothing will happen. You know that."

She shakes her head. "No. No I don't."

Alex:

"Mother!" Olivia and I exclaim when we rush into their bedroom the next morning.

She is sitting up in bed and when she sees us her face lights up. We throw our arms around her and she hugs us back. Tears fall down our faces and then we feel another arm wrap around us. I look up to see Father side hugging us while holding a small pink bundle.

"Is that Rosie?" Olivia asks softly, standing on tiptoes to peer at her.

Father kneels down so we can all see her. Olivia and I sit on the edge of the bed and look at the little girl. The sleepy little girl opens her eyes slowly and looks up at us. Her blue eyes match ours and her hair is so blonde it's almost white. She looks so angelic.

"She's perfect." Olivia whispers softly.

Father hands her to Mother. Mother lights up when he places the little bundle in her arms. She coos to the little girl and then runs a light finger over her soft skin. Father wraps an arm around her shoulders and she looks up at him happily. I like seeing them like this. Whenever I see them distant makes me upset but seeing glimpses of their love, makes me sort of…yearn for my own romance. But of course a ten year old isn't going to get one. I'll be restricted from having anything of that kind for another eight years! I mean really? How come Olivia will be betrothed by sixteen but I'll have to wait? This is absurd!

"Now come on you two." Father said placing a hand on our shoulders. "Time to get you back to bed."

"But it's almost morning!" I protest. "It's only four o'clock."

"Alexander…" my Mother warned.

I bowed my head. Same old Mom, still have to follow the rules. But when I glanced up she turned her attention back to Rosie. Father was taking her and striding to the nursery. Mother watched with a sad expression before leaning back into the sea of pillows. She suddenly looked tired.

"Mother?" I asked. "Are you alright?"

She nodded. "Just tired."

I wrapped my arms around her neck and hugged her. She wound her arms around me and kissed my head. "I love you, Mama."

I saw a lone tear fall down her face. "I love you too, Alex."

Awww what a cute ending right? Now we only have two chapters left but I can't post until later. I will try but I am away for the rest of July so they'll probably come out before the sequel.