Selection Epilogue

Chapter Thirty four

Maxon's POV

I'm sitting in my fifth meeting of the day. Honestly I don't even remember what this one is about. I really just want to go see America and the babies. They are ten months old now.

"What do you think we should do, your majesty?"

Oh no. How long was I zoned out for? It isn't like me to be so daydreamy.

"Oh..Umm.."

The door opens. It's Marley with a huge smile on her face. Once she enters her smile vanishes and she brushes over her dress, and looks at me seriously.

"Your majesty, your presence is needed. Now." She says trying to hold back her smile.

"Umm..Gentlemen I will be right back," I mumbled, standing up. "In the case I cannot return just finish the meeting like usual and leave what you come up with here for me and the Queen to look over," I say before standing up and leaving.

Once the door is shut, Marleys smile returns. "Go to the nursery!"

"Is everything alright?"

"Yes, just hurry!"

I practically run to the nursery. I was already excited to see my little family, but now I just can't wait. I run to our room, then go to the conjoining door.

I open it and immediately see America smiling so big with my camera in her hands. What's going-

I walk in and see both of the twins taking their first steps. I look excitedly towards America. She looks just as excited. She's taking so many pictures.

I go sit by her on the ground, and wrap my arm around her, leaving my hand on her waist. She lays her head on my shoulder and intertwines my open hand with hers.

We just sit and watch them smile and wobble around on their feet.

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America's POV

Today is the day Maxon has to get HIS wisdom teeth out. He got to laugh at drugged up me but now it's finally my turn.

He's in the operating room right now, and he should be out shortly. I had our schedules cleared for today, there's no way either of us could get any work done.

I'm sitting in the waiting room. A doctor comes out to tell me Maxon should be coming any second.

I see him walk out with a doctor helping him walk. He sees me and his eyes immediately go big.

He chuckles, "That's my wife," he likes whispers to the doctor.

"That I am ," I joke.

"How did she hear that? She must have super powers! America, you never told me you have suprise powers!" He mumbles like a child.

I can't help but giggle. The doctor helps us walk him to our room. Halfway up the stairs he decided crawling was a more efficient method.