America the Mysterious (United States of America #1.5)

His American Wife (England) (Part 2)

The next few weeks were stressful to say the least.

When her children learned that their mother was getting married, their reactions varied. For one, the calmer ones, such as Virginia, Pennsylvania, and Wyoming, were surprised if slightly suspicious of what was going on, while the more energetic ones, such as Texas, Nevada (or rather Zayn), and Louisiana, were freaking out. America understood their worries though, for they have never had a father in their lives, and now they were getting one, but he wasn't the one they wanted.

Maine, on the other hand, upon learning that America was getting married to England, the very person who ordered the attack on Washington in 1814, nearly had another psychotic breakdown. America could see that from the way his eyes went blank, his teeth clenched, and his hands began to shake. Thankfully he walked out and began to run around the mansion to calm himself before the episode could actually occur.

It didn't help though that his mother was going to have to go to England herself to proceed with the marriage.

Upon learning that America agreed to the negotiations, the Queen Elizabeth herself suggested that the wedding take place in the United Kingdom itself. Neither America nor her boss saw anything wrong with this proposal, so they agreed, though America had asked if that meant she would need to live in England after the marriage.

"That is up to you Miss Jones," replied the queen.

Oh thank the spirits.

So throughout the next couple of weeks, America had been busy with packing and making a proposal of her wedding arrangements, and now she was at the airport, hugging her children, who wished her the best of luck as they would be unable to come with her due to this only concerning America herself and not the states' governments. Not only that, but her children had other duties that required their attention.

America was pretty sure that when she said she understood their reasons and accepted them, her children looked relieved if not a bit guilty. She knew they didn't want to see their mother marrying a man they distrusted with their family's well-being, especially after how he handled it in the past.

But it was like her boss said; things have changed. Or she hopes they've changed.

The plane ride had been uneventful for the most part thanks to America being on her private jet, but she couldn't decide whether or not the silence was a good thing. Still, she was grateful that she wasn't on one of the passenger airlines, especially since the back row seats were uncomfortable and hard to navigate around when one needed to get somewhere, especially if one is sitting in the middle or window seat.

Not to mention it was easier to sleep during long flights.

The flight couldn't have gone on shorter though.

America had fallen asleep through the majority of the flight, and she woke up to the sound of the jet descending to land. Yawning, America looked out the window, watching at the clouds began to engulf the plane, leaving the clear blue sky above. Then, after several more minutes, the clouds vanished, and the land below came into view.

America had to admit that England's countryside and historical buildings mixing with modern technology and buildings was a beautiful sight to behold. It reminded her of her own countrysides, the places her children go whenever they were able.

She sighed to herself; she was already missing her home already, and for the eighty-first time, began to wonder if she was making some mistake in this marriage. As the plane continued to descend, America prayed.

Please Mother Gaia, don't let this be a mistake.

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"Hello America." That was the first thing she encountered when she stepped out of the plane and down the stairs. Looking ahead of her, America spotted the man she was going to marry across from her.