I apologize for the late update. I hope you all forgive me and enjoy this chapter though! I'm trying to make this story as interesting as I can. You guys have been amazing for reading, following, reviewing, and adding this story to favorites! Thank you so much! Also, here are the middle name choices. Please do vote! I do love the A theme going on and I did check the meaning of all the names :)

Alex

Andrew

Augustus

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Chapter 26:

So he was leaving today. Maxon was going on a totally unsafe yet necessary trip. A very long trip in fact.

I couldn't cry. This was the time where I show that I am not a worthless Queen. I can do work and be there for the country as well.

We were waiting in the entrance hall for the cars to come and take him. Maids were bringing down suitcases for him and all the guards.

Maxon was shaking a tiny bit and I quickly grabbed his hand.

He looked down at the gesture and then smiled. I led him into a corner and then brought him in for a hug.

"I'm going to miss you," I mumbled into his shirt.

"I'm going to miss you ten times more. Also, I really am going to miss our little baby in that stomach of yours."

I laughed and then replied, "You better call me, Mr. Shreave."

"With all due respect my Queen, I prefer the title of 'My beloved Rock God.'"

My mouth opened up and I bust out in not the most…. Queen like laugh.

"Alright my beloved Rock god, the Queen agrees to that."

His face turned serious and he said, "America, I love you and our little decker. Don't get too stressed and I will be back before you go into labor. I will, okay?"

"You get too worried. I can handle this. Your job is to stay safe, call me, and take care of yourself. You shouldn't get too worried and I know you'll come back. I know you will," I said. This was more to comfort myself rather than to comfort him.

He leaned down to place a kiss on my lips. I gratefully let him.

We walked towards the suitcases and stood next to each other. My arm was wrapped around his.

With my pregnant stomach in long dark blue dress and Maxon in his suit, I could imagine a picture being taken.

"Your majesties, the cars have arrived," a maid told us.

I sighed. I can't believe I'm just letting him go off. I watched as the loaded the luggage into the cars. It was almost time for me to say goodbye.

I shifted my gaze from the cars and into Maxon's warm brown eyes.

"I'm going to miss your comfort," I said quietly. My eyes were getting slightly watery.

It was a lot more dangerous than I was telling myself. Overseas means they could sink and die and… NO. I will not be pessimistic.

"I wish I could pause all the good moments and video tape them. I wish I could relive everything. I wish I wouldn't have to move ahead. America Shreave, I want to relive looking into your eyes and experiencing the greatest love in history over and over again. I want every part of me to be lost in the enchantment and emotion of you and our little family in the making. I want way too much though. I know that especially as the roles of this society in which we are, this is a dream. The thing is, dreams will always be true. Whether actually in real life or not, I don't know. In our heads, dreams are alive and from the very second I step into that car I'm going to dream. I'll dream because it's true. I'll dream Mere, for you." Maxon said.

I couldn't take it anymore. I finally let a single tear slide down my cheek and I kissed him. I still fit inside his arms even though I was big. He could still cup my cheek and make me feel protected. I knew that in the next month, I won't need the protection. He will.

"I'll dream for you too," I whispered a smile finding my mouth against his lips.

I always knew we should cherish moments. What I hated was that people believed too much of what was about that moment then what was within. You see, it isn't about having chapped lips while you give the most loving kiss in the world. It doesn't matter whether it's in a cell or a beach. It's about the love behind it. It's about how much emotion you let another person into to.

Maxon took a while to let me see him. I did too. I tried to be strong around everybody, but I realized; there will always be one person that you know you don't have to be strong around. You can let yourself collapse and they won't have to be told to catch you. They never abandon you because they know you too well.

Then again, it isn't love until it works both ways. I knew from experience.

Aspen cared for me and I cared for him. I was open and he wasn't. He kept trying to be strong when I didn't need a hero, I need love.

I didn't realize everyone was clapping until we broke apart. My three maids stood, arms linked with each, wiping tears in their eyes.

I laughed and turned red. A habit I believe will forever be there in me.

Maxon put his arm around my waist/huge annoying pregnant stomach and we walked together to the car.

"I love you, America," He said before giving one more kiss on my head.

"I love you, Maxon," I replied as I let him go into a car.

Yes, maybe we are overreacting, but do you know how it feels to be a royal? Do you know how it feels with responsibility as big as a country? Do you know what it feels like to be so unsure about everything in your life?

Well maybe the last one you do.

The point is, I don't know where the future is going to take me. I don't know if Maxon will be here for the birth of our first child. I don't know if we can stop the Guerilla. I don't know where our story goes so I have can be sad…. Right?

All I know is it'll all be okay because he's here for me and…

I'm here for him.

"Your majesty, go immediately into the main 833 conference room with communication situation status," A guard said hurriedly.

A weeks and I was already dying of stress without Maxon. Just so so so much to take care of. Food, budgeting, programs…. Every single thing.

I abandoned my desk which surprisingly was still organized and went to the room.

"May I ask what the urgency of my presence is?" I said as put together as I could. I still sounded pretty tried and sad though.

I realized a man in a black mask and black clothes on TV. He was THE man in the black mask and black clothes.

They pressed play and he started talking.

"You don't know us, but we know you. We see you're trying to find us. You won't succeed. We don't want you gone. We want you different. Not royalty. We want advancement. Blindness doesn't always have to be dark. It could be just slightly hidden. You could've been somewhere different today. Somewhere that is better than living these lives. You don't know us, but we know you."

Advancement? What is wrong with their people and what do they want. Suddenly my eyes go wide. I know where to go.

CLIFF-HANGER. So what do you think? This was a very tough chapter to write….. I rewrote it 3 times. It was just hard to not know where I wanted to go. I hoped you liked it and I hope it was fun to read. Please continue to review, favorite, and follow!