A/N: Hi guys! This fanfic is going to be a little different from what I'm used to doing. Each chapter is going to be a one-shot of Rose and Dimitri's life in the future. Well, I guess they're one-shots. The chapters are going to seem like they're bits and pieces from a bigger story. It's hard to explain. NOTE: Dimitri was never a strigoi and he's only a year older than Rose. I hope you enjoy these one-shots, I know that I'll enjoy writing them!

Disclaimer: I do not own VA.

RPOV:

Things between Dimitri and I had been strained to say the least. We were in our second year of marriage; in fact, it had only been two months since our two year anniversary. Even though we still loved each other madly, we fought and made up on a regular basis. I hated how things had taken a turn for the worse since our first wedding anniversary. I longed for the days where we woke up together and spent time with each other.

Dimitri took extra shifts at night to avoid sleeping with me, and I would often come downstairs in the morning to him sleeping away on the living room couch. We fought about the most ridiculous things; chores, guardian shifts, eating habits, you name it. This time though, it was a huge disagreement. We never had a fight which lasted longer than three days or so, but this time around was completely different. In fact, we had been freezing each other out for the past week and Dimitri had voluntarily left the bedroom every single night to sleep in the guest bedroom.

It was about children. He wanted them, so, so badly. I, on the other hand, wasn't sure if my body was ready yet. I was only 22 and he was only 23. I didn't see the rush, but Dimitri had been pestering me to think about having kids more and more. I finally snapped and told him that if he wanted kids so badly right now, then he could go find another wife. He had been quite taken aback and upset, but I was too angry to care.

Flashback:

"Roza, all I want is for you to be my wife and the mother of my children," he murmured as he wrapped his arms around my waist. I sighed and looked out the window of our bedroom, relaxing into his chest.

"I don't know if I'm ready," I whispered and turned around to face him. "We're so young… What if I can't do it? What if we can't do it?"

"Milaya, you will be perfect. I know it. Just think about it. Miniature versions of us, running around the house. This huge house that Lissa has given us is so bare and empty without the pitter patter of small feet on the wooden floors," he said, caressing my cheek lightly.

"Dimitri, I don't see why you want kids right now! Our jobs are at their highest peak. You're defending Christian Ozera, the king, and I'm defending Vasilisa Dragomir, the queen. They're our best friends too. How could you be asking for more?" I cried, prying myself away from his strong arms.

He rubbed his face in exasperation. "I want to carry on the Belikov name. I want to have kids with you. I want to love the creation of our hearts as much as I love you."

"I've told you multiple times. I want to do all of that with you, I really do. But not right now," I said, folding my arms over my chest.

"Roza, I understand that you're afraid that we're too young, but we're not. Christian and Lissa already have Landon. He's almost two now. Eddie and Mia have Callie. I'm just eager to have children with you as well," he sighed.

"Well if you want kids so bad then maybe you should find a new wife!" I screamed. My chest was heaving and I was positive that my face was red. Dimitri's jaw dropped, and then his face went slack. His guardian mask was up but I could sense that he was holding back unimaginable loads of anger.

"I see," he said simply and walked out of our bedroom. I heard him shuffle through the coat closet downstairs and I heard the front door open, then close. He was gone.

End Flashback

It had been a week. An entire week of sleeping without Dimitri. He was always off at work during the day and spending afternoons with his friends. I knew he was angry as well, but I doubted he felt the regret that I did. He had to be as mad as a hatter that I had told him to find a new wife.

It was one in the morning, and I had unsuccessfully tried to lull myself to sleep for the past four hours.. It was proving quite a difficult task. Tears welled up in my eyes as I turned towards the empty space next to me in bed. I clutched his cold pillow and muffled my sobs as I breathed in the scent that I had been longing for.

Finally giving up, I crept downstairs to get a glass of water and maybe watch some TV when I was met by the soft glow of Dimitri's computer. He looked up from the living room couch and raised his eyebrow.

"What are you doing up? It's past midnight," he said quietly. His laptop was on his knee and he had his glasses on, which made him all the more hotter.

"I couldn't sleep," I murmured, wringing my hands nervously. "What about you?"

"Couldn't sleep either," he replied sheepishly.

"Oh," I said awkwardly. I padded into the kitchen and poured myself a glass of water, which I choked down. He turned back to his laptop, also unsure of what to do. Before I walked up the stairs, I shot one last glance at my husband. "Good night," I mumbled.

"Thanks. Good night," he said, watching me go up the stairs. I crawled back into the frigid bed, sighing. I stared at the ceiling for a good half hour before I heard him close the door to the guest bedroom. Soon after, I heard the soft snores from his mouth through the walls. I bit my lip nervously before finally making up my mind. I jumped out of bed stealthily and tip-toed into the guest bedroom. I climbed underneath the warm covers and snuggled close to Dimitri. He stirred, but didn't wake. I drifted off into a much needed sleep, a small smile on my face.

DPOV:

I woke up to my wife cuddled against my chest, breathing softly with her nose buried into my shirt. A smile shone on her beautiful sleeping face, one that I hadn't seen since our honeymoon. I kissed her forehead softly, brushing her hair from her face. I loved her with everything in my heart, despite what she might think. It had been driving me nuts to not go to bed with her by my side. I was absolutely miserable when we fought and this time had been particularly nasty.

I knew it was not in my place to push her to have a baby. I just wanted one so bad. Landon Dragomir Ozera was turning two in a month, and Callie was turning one in half a year. Hell, even Sonya had a child now.

"Hi," Rose mumbled as she gripped my shirt possessively.

"Dobre utram maya Roza," I responded, leaning down to give her a kiss. She looked up at me with a mischievous look in her brown eyes. She flipped us over so that she was straddling my waist.

"So you know that baby that you wanted?" she asked, running her hands down my chest. I was having trouble concentrating with my desire pushing up against her thigh.

"Yes," I squeaked out as she leaned in close.

"I'm ready now," she breathed, kissing me with passion.

"What changed your mind?" I wasn't complaining of course, but I wanted to make sure that she truly wanted this.

"You were right. We aren't too young and I want to start a family with the love of my life," she murmured. I pulled her nightgown over her head and kissed her again.

"I never want to sleep without you again," I growled as we made love.

We screamed each others' names before collapsing on the bed.

"I love you Comrade," she whispered, snuggling closer to me.

I smiled and kissed her neck softly. "As I love you Roza."

A/N: I hope you enjoyed! Leave me some love :)