It's So Much More Than That (A Selection Story)

Chapter 26

Chapter 26:

America POV

I just get out of my office when I run right into Maxon. He looks eager, probably just having gotten out of a long meeting.

"Are you ready?" He grins, running his hand through his hair.

"I am whenever you are." I pull him closer into a kiss. I can feel his smile against my lips. Today is the day where we get to see the little peanut that's in my stomach again. Maxon's been practically on cloud nine ever since he found out earlier this week on his birthday. I'm surprised that none of the advisors or anyone else has noticed anything different. We both promised to keep this a secret at least until after my checkup today. Still, it didn't keep me from both feeling giddy but afraid every day when I looked at myself in the mirror.

As we walk down to the infirmary, Maxon pulls me close, his arm wrapping around my waste. "How was your international relations meeting? Were they still bickering about the treaty?" I ask.

He nods. "It seems like we might be going with a more comprehensive approach now. One that works with international law a bit more." I sigh, knowing that the peace with New Asia was still fragile, and it had been getting on all of our nerves for the past couple years. The original treaty we had maintained enough peace for the moment, however, there were still many issues that we were trying to flesh out. We had pulled many troops out of New Asia, and yet, we still needed to keep some there to maintain the bases, which the New Asians weren't too fond about. That, and it was a challenge to maintain trade levels, even with our European counterparts working simultaneously.

"I'm sure it'll work out someday, Maxon. Remember, there are some things you just can't do anything about."

"I know, Ames. That doesn't stop me from trying though."

When we reach Dr. Ashar's office, I notice that Maxon's demeanor changes almost immediately. He's excited, that's for sure. Dr. Ashar greets us at his door and we follow him into his own private office area where we sit down in his plush chairs and wait for him to get started.

"Your Majesties" he smiles. "Today we're going to have another checkup, just to make sure that everything's going okay. I know it was only the other week when we did the last ultrasound, but I would like to take a look again, just to make sure nothing has changed. I'm sure his majesty would like to see it as well?" He asks politely.

Maxon readily nods. "Of course" he beams. Maxon's leg had been bouncing up and down this entire time. I'm sure that he's much more excited about this then I am. I showed him the picture last week on his birthday of the little person that was growing inside of me. He had been ecstatic, of course, even if the image was really fuzzy. Dr. Ashar said that the baby might've rolled over or something, and not to worry, that we'd get another picture this time.

Dr. Ashar moves to his desk and gets out a file that I can only assume has my medical records in it. He shuffles through the papers until he stops to look at one of them closely.

"Has the morning sickness gotten any worse, your Majesty?" He asks, peering over the papers.

I shake my head. "No, it's been pretty much the same. I guess you could say that some days are probably worse than others, but overall it's been steady." I look down at Maxon and my hands tightly entwined.

"That's good. I would suggest that you should keep taking the pills that I prescribed. They will help with the morning sickness. After you reach your second trimester, it should get better. If you have severe morning sickness, please come have it checked out."

"I sure hope it gets better. I hate seeing America sick all of the time." I roll my eyes.

"It's okay, Maxon. I'm not going to be shut in my room all day. I'm fine...well, most of the time."