It had been a normal day in 1606, and that was the first time America learned that she was going to have children.

When she was pregnant with Virginia, or Evelyn Jones/Kirkland.

Flashback

America wasn't feeling well today. She felt weak, tired, and most of all she felt sick. What confused her however was the fact that nothing was wrong with her country or her people. So if that wasn't the case, what was wrong with her?

"M'lady? Is everything alright?" America's head maid, Mary, asked. Mary was a mature woman who was quite wise beyond her years, and there was this strength about her that would draw anyone in. 

Normally America would greet her, but she felt too weak. However, she forced herself to speak.

"Hello Mary...how are you this morning?"

Somehow, Mary didn't hear the croak in her mistress' voice, nor did she first see said woman slowly collapsing. "I would say that I'm fine, but I would be lying there. I swear to the dear Lord those slacking off maids are going to be the death of me! Miss, what's the matter with you? Miss? Miss!"

America had now collapsed, and the concerned voice of Mary was the last thing she heard before darkness took over.

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America woke up in her bed, a wet cloth on her head, and her head doctor next to her.

"Oh, good, you're awake," he mused, leaning over her. "How do you feel Miss?"

"Tired," America croaked.

He nodded. "I am not surprised by that. However, is it alright if I ask you a question or two?"

America nodded, signifying him to continue.

"Are you married, by any chance?"

Confused, America nodded in the negative.

"Well, has there been any physical contact with a man?"

America shook her head again.

The man sighed, now looking just as confused as she was. "Well, I'm afraid I do not understand what this is, but Miss, you are with child."

If it was possible for the heart to stop, America's surely did, and any traces of sleep vanished from her.

"WHAAAAT?!"

End Flashback

She didn't believe it at first, that she was with child, but it was apparent, especially when she would feel kicks from time to time.

America could always feel that life develop within her, despite her stomach not expanding to show her growing fetus. While she was grateful it would allow no one to become suspicious, it concerned her at first, as that told her that something could be wrong with the child.

Then she had given birth.

America had been sleeping that early morning, when she felt something she was fairly certain she hadn't held the night before in her arms, and upon opening her eyes to investigate, she saw her.

A baby girl, wrapped up in a dark green blanket, sleeping peacefully in her arms.

Shocked awake, America shot from her pillows, almost dropping the child. The sudden motion also awoke said child, and as her emerald green eyes stared up at America, America's breath had hitched.

This child looked exactly like England. Oh God, how was that possible?

From then on, America had named the girl Evelyn, so she wouldn't always be called Virginia.

Virginia would be America's oldest child, born in 1607, the year when the colony had been founded, though she wouldn't receive statehood until the Wednesday of June 25, 1788. Evelyn would also be her first child with England, who America would later learn impregnated her when his people first came to Virginia's territory. The same would continue to happen for many years to come.

Evelyn looked exactly like her father; with his blonde hair, emerald green eyes, and pale skin, but her hair was silkier, her bangs a perfect wall of blonde covering her forehead, and in personality, she was calm, level-headed, and patient. Nothing like her father, but at the same time, so alike him.

 Despite being afraid though, America immediately fell in love with the child when she laid eyes on her.

Virginia was a very beautiful child, and she never cried much unless she needed something, and even then, she had been patient with her mother. Sometimes America thought she was Native America.

Her maids also loved Virginia, and would care for her themselves when America was at work or when a male country was visiting, like her caretaker, England. 

America didn't want to imagine the man's reaction when he realized he was now a father.

Then, when Evelyn was almost two (nineteen in actual), America was pregnant again, this time, with New York.

Virginia made sure to help care for her younger siblings (whether it be half or full-blooded), so her mother wouldn't be so stressed raising so many kids. America was happy that Virginia and the majority of her children could take care of themselves, even when they were small, because being a mother sometimes had its cons.

Back to Evelyn, she would grow up to be a lovely-looking young woman, with her thick hip-length hair that had a wave to it, calming aura, and how ancient she looks.

By ancient, Evelyn would always be seen wearing a simple white dress with a rope belt, a long dark green cloak, and barefoot. It sometimes made America think her daughter was a nymph, lost and alone.

Her daughter also happened to have inherited her father's "imaginary friends", and love for magic.

Yup, her appearance also made her look like a mage, and a beautiful one at that.

If England knew of her existence, he would've been proud of her.

But America didn't want her former caretaker to know now.

The children she had with England may not hate their father, but she was still frightened on what will happen if her states were found out.