America'S POV
I felt the bullet hit me right in the center of my stomach. A fraction of a second later I saw some fire at Maxon. without even thinking I stuck my arm out at the bullet. I hurt a sickening snap. Before I felt the pain from my shatter arm. I fell backwards. Maxon caught me before my head hit the ground. The shorting stopped. The queen rushed over to me. I closed my eyes. I felt someone lifting me up. But that was all. Then the world when cold. It felt like hours since I saw maxon's beautiful face, but finally, I woke up to see maxon's chocolate eyes. "Hey, how are you feeling." He asked me. "Like I just got shot." I replied knowing it was the truth. I was trying to make him laugh. I got a chuckle so I did I guess. " Maxon how long until I can go to our room?" I asked. My back was already stiff from a hospital bed. "Soon, my love. Very soon." I could tell he was lying but he felt better knowing I had faith so I let it slide. I closed my eyes. I drifted into a peaceful sleep. Knowing I was safe and maxon was finally mine.
It has been a few weeks Since our wedding and I am finally able to walk around the palace. I slowly make my way to the woman's room. I find mom waiting for me. She as been spending every one of her free minutes with me. She even said I could call her my mom. "Mer how are you?" She ask her voice was full of happiness. "I'm fine mom I promise." I saw her face light up with joy. We spent the entire day together. Mom was helping me catch up with all of the work I had missed. We took a few breaks. She would braid my hair while I talked to her about my childhood. It was one of the best days I have had in a while.
I returned to our room to find an empty room. There was a golden envelope laying on the bed. I walked over a opened it. It read
This place you begged to go
Even though they said no
Meet me at our special spot
Right on that special lot.I paced around the room. Could it be the kitchen or the prince suite? when I asked to go to the rebels hideout. Then it just clicked. The garden. I wanted to run there but I was still healing so I slowly made my way to the garden. I sat down on our bench. I saw another golden envelope. I opened it and it read
For that one special night
It was love at first light
I saw you dancing in the rain
My rain queen rise again.I keen exactly where to go. I finally reached the roof. There was a sliver envelope on the railing. I ripped it open to find
This is the last clue
I never got to see you in the fall
So I guess I had to settle for the ball
You were a butterfly and I was a pirate
We were lucky there was no riotThis one I had to think about. A butterfly and a pirate. Then I remember the comment I had made last year at the Halloween ball. That me and maxon's costumes were the worst because I was a butterfly and he was a pirate. I walked as fast as I could to the great hall where the ball was held. In the center of the room I saw maxon. But then he disappeared. "Maxon?" I yelled "where are you?!" Then I felt a someone put a blindfolded offer my face. "Hey! What is going on." I heard may answer "sorry miss but kings orders." I felt the cool leather seats of a car. After about 10 minutes I felt the cool out side air. Then the warm feeling of heat. I was lead throw the place. Suddenly we came to a stop someone took the blindfolded off. Maxon was standing right in front of me. He took my hand and pulled me towards a table with champagne. He picked up two glasses and handed me on. He took a sip of his. But I just sat mine back down onto the table. He gave me a questioning glance. I gave him a look that said (I will tell you later). We danced and ate until dark. Maxon pulled me into a private room. "America what's wrong? You seemed extra careful at the party?" He asked me worriedly. "Everything's fine maxon I just have something to tell you." I replied. I can't believe this is how I am going to tell him I had it all planned out. I was going to cook for him and play him a song in the garden. But. Is it was all ruined. I couldn't stop the tears from flooding my sight. He pulled me into his arms "America. Please tell me what is wrong." He begged me "nothing is wrong. This just isn't how I wanted you to find out." I stated. "Find out what?" I had finally managed to stop crying. "That I am pregnant."
Sorry I haven't written in a long time I have a lot to do right now. I hope you enjoy.
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Mr. and Mrs. Schreave
FanfictionMaxon has just proposed to America but with his parents still around and the southern rebels still attacking will they maybe able to live happily ever after.