Chapter three

"Wake up Katy." I said. God I hate mornings.

"Noooooo." My little girl whined. She is so much like me it's scary. She absolutely hates getting up in the mornings.

"Katya, it's Saturday. That means that if you don't get up you can't come to the gym with me." I said.

When I said this she shot out of bed, running to the bathroom to freshen up. Katy loves going to the gym. All the guardians here love her and she, like me, loves to be the centre of attention. I take every Saturday off so that I can spend it with my little girl.

While she was in the bathroom, I set out her clothes on her bed for her, and packed her gym bag. After a few minutes, she ran back in and ushered me out of her room. I walked down the stairs and into the kitchen where Christian was making breakfast. I was still tired. Lissa and Christian had had a…full night, so I didn't get much sleep.

"How'd you sleep?" Pyro asked knowingly with his signature smirk.

"Wipe that smirk off you're face before I do it for you lover boy." I said back while giving him the famous Hathaway death glare. That just made his smirk grow wider.

We continued like this for a few more minutes before Lissa walked in and rolled her eyes at us, walking up to Christian and giving him a kiss on the cheek. Katya chose that moment to run into the room, catapulting herself into my waiting arms. We've had this morning routine for a long time now.

Then she noticed the food and you could practically see the drool coming out of her mouth.

"Fooood." She practically purred. Making us all laugh. One thing Katy really doesn't like is when people laugh at her. She turned on us, wiggling out of my arms and glaring the famous Hathaway dearth glare. This just made us laugh harder. She was about to turn around and storm off when I grabbed her. She struggled futilely as I tried to explain.

"Katy, we're only laughing because your so much like I was at your age." I said, trying to stop laughing. This made her stop struggling.

"Really?" She asked. I nodded seriously and she beamed at me.

Breakfast was amazing, as usual. Christian is the chef in our house. Liss and I can't cook for our lives, though Katy looks like she has promise. She loves to cook.

Lissa brought me back to reality. "I think we need a vacation. Katy will get off for Easter break in a few days I think we should go away. Rose, you have that time off so you wouldn't have to work. What do you guys think?" She asked innocently. Oh she is going to pay big time. That sneaky little minx. She sooo knew that if she said it in front of Katy that we'd have no choice but to go.

"Yay! We're going on a vacation! We're going on a vacation!" Katy chanted. I looked accusingly at Lissa and she just looked at me innocently.

"Where would you like to go Katy?" Asked Lissa.

This stumped her. "Umm…. Russia!" She said finally. I felt a familiar pang in my heart. Katy may seem like a miniature me, but there is so much of her like her father. She can be so serious, beyond her years, she is caring, brave, understanding, intelligent, and they both have the power to calm me down. I love them both so so much. They are my world.

Lissa side glanced at me. Through the bond she asked if I would be all right to go there. If Katy wanted to go, I wasn't going to ruin it for her, so I gave Liss a reassuring smile. She smiled back.

"So, when are we going?" I asked. I had arranged for another Guardian to guard Liss for my time off but since we were gong away now, I needed to make sure that they were okay with that.

"Well Katy gets of school in five days so I was thinking we could go in six. Say Friday?" Lissa asked.

"Okay." We all said. Katy jumped out of my arms and jumped at Lissa, hugging her tightly and thanking her repeatedly. Then she ran upstairs to go and make sure she had everything she wanted to take with her, making us all laugh again.

I spent the rest of the day with Katy. We went to the gym and then out to lunch. After lunch we went to the playground where she dumped a bucket of sand on a little Moroi boy's head. In her defence, the little brat deserved it. But I still had to deal with a very upset mother. Defiantly a Zekloz. While Katy played with her friend I got lost in my thoughts. My mind automatically drifted to Dimitri. I could never really make sense of my feeling regarding him. I know that I still love him and that I always will, but that's about it. I could never hate him and I can't really blame him for leaving. It's just the way he did it. Did I really mean as little to as that he couldn't spare the time to tell me?

My mind cringed from my train of thought and I focused on my daughter instead. My beautiful, healthy daughter. She would always be my baby girl. My gift from God. Thought I can't fathom what I did so right that I could ever deserve her. When she was younger she asked me if she had a daddy too. I can't tell her that her father was a Dampir or his name so she settles for things about him. Small facts, like what kinds of books he read, Katya loves books, what he looks, his family, etc. It makes me sad that her father isn't here. She deserves to know him. Every little girl needs her daddy. I used to want one too. Then I came to terms with the fact that he is probably just some ass-hole who goes around luring young vulnerable girls into his pants.

When we got home Lissa and I discussed the trip more and started to make preparations. We decided that we would go to Moscow and Novosibirsk. We would spend one week in each place. Lissa would arrange hotels and I was in charge of transportation.

That night, like so many others, I fell asleep with images of Dimitri in my head. My love.