The Safe Haven

Ursa

America's pov
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I kept my mind busy throughout the day. Hiking with Poland, chatting with Belarus, and listening to Kazastan's excited rambles of half-thought-out ideas were pretty interesting to hear. I wonder if that's what it's like to have a child, but the child was full of sugar and knowledge that they shouldn't know. 

Just trying to avoid Russia to the best of my ability. I really hope he feels shitty about what he said and did and sincerely apologizes. I know what he said was said out of a moment of anger and confusion, but my God it hurt me to my core. 

"Hello, America. Pretty sure my idiot brother is ready to apologize now," Ukraine greeted me. "If you need someone to beat him up, I call dibs." He menacingly smiled at me.
I chuckled. "Thank you for the offer, but I can handle myself. Although for a gift, you can beat him up on your birthday."
Ukraine rubbed his hands together like a villain thinking of some devious plan.
"Is he in his sulking place like an angsty teen sighing in his room after his girlfriend broke up with him?"
"Yup. That's exactly the temperament he is in, besides more he has more sad and guilty vibes."
"Thanks for letting me know."

I made my way over to the bench in the middle of nowhere, a ways away from the camp. The large man was on the bench just like Raine described.
"Can we talk like rational adults?" I asked.
Russ looked back at me with wide eyes. He nodded his head "yes" and I strolled over and sat next to him on the bench. The alpha nervously played with his hands.

"I- I am so sorry for what I said, Stars. I said something hurtful; people who love each other don't hurt each other. I don't know how to express how much I regret the words I said and I don't know how to earn your trust and forgiveness again," his soft-spoken voice matched his crestfallen expression.
I sighed and leaned into my mate's side and rested my head on his broad shoulder.
"I love you, Russ. We should try to negotiate more and I could cut the deal with Taiwan. It's not like I want to actually do it. I just want to help that girl out," I whispered. Russia nodded and put his head on mine. He grabbed my hand and kissed it.
"We'll figure it out. Don't worry."

Eventually, we worked out a new deal. Sunshine stays with us, the East Pack gets a small portion of our territory and will send us 15% of the goods that they get off the territory for the next 5 years, and... I need to sleep with her once a year for 5 years.
Which sucks.

That's what she proclaimed~

Hehehe. That's a good one colonizer.

Oh fuck them.

Anyways, Taiwan left and Sunny stayed. She moved in with China and Russia and I are back to normal as time started to mend old wounds. Months passed and my body started to change and I grew more anxious. It's not that I look like the watermelon seed myth was true and a watermelon was growing in my stomach; it was the fact that I have no clue if I'm ready for this.
A baby.
A tiny me that will be completely dependent on Russia and me for survival for years.

What if I mess up?
What if they don't like me?
What if I fail to protect my child and they get hurt? Or traumatized? Or kidnapped?

I hand gripped my shoulder firmly, in a secure way.
"Stars?" My mate gave me a hug from behind.
"Yes, Fluffball?" His face blushed a little and he buried his head in my neck.
"You need to stop over-thinking, love. Our child will be perfect and we will raise our baby with love and care. Don't worry," his voice was soft as he nuzzled me. I sighed and leaned into him.
"I can't help it," I whispered.
"I know, beautiful."
I don't want anything that happened to me as a child to happen to my child. I want them to grow up in a loving household, with a supportive family, good training, and everything they want.

Sooner than I thought, I held a baby in my arms. A wonderful, extraordinary, precious, little girl. All of my worries were swiped away the moment I saw her. Russia held me as I held our child. 

"She's gorgeous," is all my mate said before going back in awestricken silence. Russia's hand was the size of half her tiny body. 

"What do you think we should name her?" I softy asked to not wake the sleeping child. Russia hummed and looked out the window into the night sky.

"What about Ursa?"

"Ursa?"

"Da. Ursa Major is a star constellation, it's also known as the 'Great Bear.' You are my Stars and I'm your Bear." he gave me a gentle squeeze. 

"Ursa... I like it."

The large man smiled at me and looked down on our child with all of the love in the world and more.

"Our little Ursa."

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I thought I updated this last week but apparently, I didn't. 

So so so so so sorry.

So yeah :,)