Hello, my dear (a Maxerica fanfiction)

Rebels

As soon as I walked through our bedroom door, the rebel alarms started going off. 

"Damn it!" I said out loud. I ran to the nearest safe room, which luckily was the royal family safe room. Maxon, Amberly, and Clarkson were already in there. 

"Oh thank God you're okay." Maxon said running to me.

"Yeah, I'm fine. Just fed up with these stupid rebels." I said while hugging him.

"I know. Me too. We'll stop it. Somehow." He said the "somehow" in a whisper. I know he has no idea how to stop them, and neither do I. We're already trying to dissolve the castes, but they don't know that yet. After Maxon and I broke apart, I went over to Amberly to see how she was doing. We talked for awhile when all of a sudden there was a huge bang on the door.

"What the hell was that?" I asked Maxon.

"Shhh. It's probably rebels." He said putting his arm out in front of me. We all stayed still and didn't make a sound until we were sure they were gone.

"I think we're  fine now." Clarkson said. All of a sudden the door burst open and a rebel with a gun walked in.

"Ah. Think again." He said with a smart ass smile on his face. He started shooting at us. A bullet headed straight for me and I froze. All of a sudden I felt strong arms push me out of the way. Maxon. Then I felt blood on my arm. Did he shoot me? I then heard Maxon scream out in pain. Oh God no! 

"Maxon? Are you okay?" I asked him, crying. He just groaned and screamed. He held his arm as blood was gushing out of it. The rebel was obviously satisfied because he left. Soon, there were guards coming to help us. Maxon's head was in my lap the whole time. Some guards carried him to the hospital wing with me rushing behind them.

"What happened here?" Dr. Ashlar said as we entered. 

"Rebels. They shot him." I told him out of breath. He could tell that I was in no state to talk about it. 

"Get him into an examination room and I'll be right there." He told some nurses. He then turned to me.

"We will more than likely have to preform emergency surgery, Your Highness." He said. I was terrified, but I trusted them so I nodded in response. "Why don't you go get some rest and we'll come get you soon. I promise." He really meant those words. As I turned to walk out, Amberly and Clarkson were standing there. 

"Darling is he okay?" Amberly asked very concerned.

"No." I said. I busted out in tears and Amberly came and wrapped me in her arms. Then, Clarkson came and started rubbing my head and hugging me too. Wow. I was really shocked by that. I thought he hated me. 

"Shh. It'll be okay." Amberly said while I was sobbing. She was such a mother to me, I loved it. After I was finished with that sob fest, she took me to her room and held me. I needed to be held by a mother. Whether my own or Maxon's. I didn't care which. 

"Do you want to talk about it?" She asked while playing with my hair.

"No, not really." I said, trying to hold back tears.

"Do you want to talk about something? Maybe something to make you happy?" She asked. I could tell she had no idea how to comfort a crying girl. Maxon was so her son. I couldn't blame her though, she only has a son. No daughters. 

"Sure." I said.

"Anything in mind?" She asked. I had no clue. I didn't want to talk at all. I just wanted Maxon to hold me.

"No." I said. She got a devilish smile on her face. It looked a lot like Maxon's. 

"Well, why don't we talk about..." She thought for a minute like she needed to, but I already knew she had something she wanted to talk about. "Kids." She said. I rolled by eyes to myself. I knew this was something near and dear to her heart. And Maxon's for that matter.

"Why not?" I said smiling. She got really happy. Her faced glowed. She was really excited. "What do you wanna talk about?" I asked.

"How many children do you wanna have?" She asked. Easy. I've known this my whole life.

"My bare minimum is four and my maximum is six." I said. It may seem like a lot, but I've always wanted a big family. 

"A big family, huh? I think Maxon will agree to that in a heartbeat." She said. 

"Do you want a lot of grand kids?" I asked. I really was wondering. She never really talked about it. She looked surprised that I would ask something like this.

"Of course I do! I can't wait to spoil the hell out of them." She said. I laughed. I've never heard her say a swear word, or anything close to one. She could tell that's why I was laughing. 

"Honey, now that you're apart of this family, our true colors will be revealed to you." She said. Honestly, that scared me. A lot. 

"I have a question." I told her.

"What is it sweetheart?" She asked.

"Does....does Clarkson like me?" I asked. 

"I think so. During the Selection, he acted like he hated you because he thought you were trying to use our son. I think after he was shot, how you reacted, Clarkson finally realized how much you love him. And how much he loves you." She said. I believed her. Clarkson hugged me. I mean he hugged me! It shocked me. I jumped when a knock came to the door.

"Your Highness, the King is out of surgery. You can come down whenever you like." A guard said to me. 

"Thank you." I said nodding. I practically ran down to the hospital wing. I went to Maxon's room and he was still asleep. I sat there for awhile playing with his hair. After about an hour of just sitting there, he started to move. I put my hands on his chest to keep him from moving to much. He slowly opened his eyes and stared at me for awhile. Tears were rolling down my eyes when he spoke to me.

"Hello, my dear." He said. I burst out in tears and laid my head on his chest.

Awwww. Sad and cute chapter. Okay, so if you are a Dan and Phil fan also (you are my new favorite person if you are) you should go read my fan fic about them called "Friends Right? (a Dan and Phil Fanfiction)". It's good I swear. Like, Rate, Comment :)

~Kirsten