Ok, hi everyone. I'm kind of struggling for ideas at the moment, I have loads for later on but none for right now so bear with me a bit. Also school and stuff are getting on top of me (though I have just applied to university so don't have to worry about my personal statement anymore, yay) but I'm still trying to write and update as much as I can.

AMERICA'S POV

The siren sounded and Maxon and I looked at each other in fear for several moments before Maxon's protective instincts seemed to kick in and (though I am fairly sure that, though I was not able to speak, I could have walked to the other side of the room myself) he picked me up and ran over to the corner, unlocked the door and stood me up on the steps. Quickly and quietly he shut the door. The emergency lights hadn't kicked in yet and neither of us felt comfortable walking down the stairs in the dark when it was more than likely that we would fall.

"Damn, they're not in here." We heard a hushed voice from the room. Maxon found my hand in the dark and held it tightly.

"Well, where else could they be?" I recognised that voice. Maxon pulled me in closer into his side and wrapped his arms around my waist. "This is the King's suite; we've already checked the Queen's!" He was angry.

"Maybe they've already moved to the safe room.?" Another voice suggested.

"We would have intercepted them if they left the room. Unless…" there was the sound of someone hitting the wall. I flinched and almost fell backwards but Maxon kept tight hold of me "Check the walls, there might be a secret exit." The sound of banging echoed around the corridor. The lights flickered on to a gentle yellow glow and Maxon began to move me down the stairs.

We could still hear the banging as we approached the safe room (though it was growing quieter and quieter) but we stayed in silence just in case.

"Quick, over here. I've found it!" We heard a voice that was not behind a wall shout.

I held Maxon's hand tighter as we sprinted the few meters left towards the main safe room door. Once inside, I ran over to the beds on the other side of the room and Maxon joined me when he was absolutely sure that no one else would be able to get through.

"I think we'll be safe now." He whispered, wrapping his arms around me protectively. "And if not then I'll kill them before I let them get near you and my baby."

"Why do they keep coming?" I whispered exasperatedly.

"I doubt they even know. But they do seem to be getting stronger, their attacks more frequent."

"We need to do something, something big to show that we mean business. To show that we are powerful and they are not. What if we got the people to really show their support for us?"

"Well, yeah, that would be great…but how do you suppose we do that?" He asked. I smiled, I had been thinking about this so I already knew the answer.

"What if we held an election. What if we had a representative from each province that would come and sit with us and tell us the issues in the province? If they felt like they were being listened to and represented, then there may be less rebel attacks." I didn't get a response for my idea as just as I finished we heard banging as someone hit the door.

Without speaking we both jumped up and Maxon dragged me towards a wall on the same side of the room as the door but slightly hidden around a corner.

"Go in there and wait for me. I'll hold them off." He ordered me as he pressed a button and a small opening appeared. I slipped in and turned around to face him, planning to convince him to come in to, but he just smiled and hit the wall again and I saw the wall closing in again.

"No, Maxon please!" I shouted through the ever narrowing gap. He just shook his head.

"I love you!" He said and then there was the thunk of the door closing all the way and I was trapped…again…with no idea of what was going on outside, whether my husband would be ok or anything.

A small light flickered on and I looked around the room. It was one of the barest I'd seen, which surprised me as it was still in the royal safe room, with only a first aid kit, a few cans of food and a thin blanket. I didn't know what to do now, there was nothing I could do except wait.

I sat with my ear next to the door, but couldn't hear a thing, probably should have learned that from last time. I paced the floor but that did nothing to calm my nerves. I wrapped myself in the blanket, but still shivered from fear, the coldness of the predominantly metal room didn't help either. I had no idea what I should be doing. There was no point in trying to leave, I didn't even have a gun with me this time!

I ended up sat huddled in a corner of the room, rocking gently as I tried to understand what was going on.

Outside, my husband is fighting off rebels…hopefully. There is a chance that he is dead. There is a chance that I will soon be joining him. The safe room is no longer safe and changes will have to be made for the future. After this attack, there is a chance that I may be ruling alone until my unborn child comes of age.

I prayed to God for the health of Maxon, and for the courage to go on. I wished upon all of the stars in the sky that this would end soon…and happily. I begged the world to not take him from me.

Please read and review, I want your thoughts! I know that this was a relatively short chapter but I will try and get the next one up ASAP. Until next time!