A/N: So this is where I start spinning and placing more of my own ideas.

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Reality

SHE sat on a fallen log breathing heavily while holding her chest. Her eyes sparkled with mischief and adoration as she stared at us playing on the ground. He gave a playful growl while trying to gain the upper hand, but I had him under my arm as I laughed at the boy. His auburn hair had grown and curled slightly, much like his mother, but his mother kept it short letting it barley pass the nape of his small neck.

Like her, he was determined to pull me down and win, but unlike her he was still a boy. I heard her laugh from across and turned my head giving a grin. God, she was beautiful and each moment of every day it seemed she becomes even more enchanting. Her large brown eyes were just as dark and clear of any marks as the day I met her.

"Hey get off." He struggled to say.

Loosening my hold on him I stood at my full height, of six foot seven, towering over the two, as I ruffled his hair. His eyes widen much like he had done as an infant when something unexpected, surprising, or annoying happened. Giving a huff he looked up at me with a pout before smiling innocently and jumping on my back latching onto my neck. It still never seizes to amaze me how high he could jump even at his young age. We could already tell he'll be a tall boy one day, maybe not as tall as me but defiantly taller than his mother.

"Giddy up papa." He shouted as he climbed all the way up until his legs were on either side of my shoulders.

She grinned at the two of us while walking over and grabbing my left hand as my right made sure our boy didn't fall off. We walked back to our summer home, speaking to one another on anything really; whether it is about a random bird we saw or even if it had to do with the latest news or even a joke we wanted to try out.

It was peaceful and once we reached the destination our boy hopped off landing on the heels of his feet before speeding inside. I was about to follow him when my lovely wife captured my attention "Dimitri I need to tell you something." she brought her hand to my face bringing me down until my nose skimmed the top of her hair.

I hummed to her brushing my lips on her forehead "What?"

She closed her eyes standing on her tippy toes and giving me an Eskimo kiss "Do you trust me?"

"With my life." I breathed loving our close proximity.

"Even when I tell you…"She whispered running her nose through my jaw line.

My eyes were closed as I muttered "Tell me what?"

It was silent for a minute and her breathing was the only indication that she was still here; her hands and nose were gone. When I opened my eyes I saw her staring behind me and when I turned I saw our son. His vibrant colored eyes stared right past me and into his mother.

"I'm sorry." My neck snapped back to her and I didn't see her.

I started to panic, my heart felt like it was going a million miles per second "I'm sorry." I heard her behind me. Turning around I saw her holding our son's hand "I'm so sorry." She then turned her back to me, gathering our son in her arms, and ran off disappearing at a blink of an eye.

"Roza wait!" I reached towards them wanting—no needing to catch up to them when I heard a loud noise.

The surrounding trees and sky disappeared being replaced by light brown walls. My arm was still stretched out as I took in my surroundings and I realized that I was in my bedroom at St. Vladimir's in the guardian wing. My whole body felt as if it was drenched in sweat, my heart racing like never before, and in a daze I lowered my arm, slapping my hand on the alarm.

In a trance I pushed the blankets off and got ready for morning training. My morning routine consisted of showering, shaving, deodorant, and placing a pair of clothing on. I grabbed my gym bag and stuffed it with my guardian uniform, a couple bottle of waters, one of my books, and a towel. My stake was hidden away like always so it's not like I had to include it in the bag.

I walked over to the door, but stopped when I felt my hair dripping wet still. Grabbing a hair tie I quickly pulled the hair away before leaving and locking my room. The walk to the gym provided me with the last hour of sunlight before the night once again took over. I unlocked the door and turned the lights on placing my bag on a random area. Lying on my back I sat on the cool floor reading one of my westerns while waiting on Roza.

Not a second later, after thinking about her, did my hand freeze from turning the next page. My dream from last night replayed in my mind like a black and white film. Scrunching my brows together I gave a huff in frustration for even having a dream like that. I was her mentor not her lover and her child is her own not mine. No matter how much I seemed happy to call him son and her my wife she was untouchable. Giving a low growl at my thoughts I shut my book and glanced at the clock wondering where she was.

Is this a habit of hers? Already Roza was five minutes late and she knew we are to start an hour before breakfast. Though it can't be helped perhaps her child kept her up or—no, I can't let it slide. Even with a child a guardian must be prepared for anything. It's better said than done though.

The gym's doors opened revealing Roza with a sports bra, yoga pants, running shoes, and a bottle of water. She ran her hand through her locks as she glanced apologetically at me "Sorry Comrade Mrs. Beklea was running a little late." Her smile almost caused me to lose my composure but I held it in as I pointed to the track much like yesterday and told her to run twelve laps. Unlike yesterday, she grumbled under her breath instead of screaming her complaints.

Roza placed her bottle next to mine, stretching first, and then jogging off. I got back to my book, but after two minutes I gave up on it and focused my attention on Roza instead. She ran fast, but her speed tired her out as she used most of her energy in the beginning. Yesterday, I had her run ten laps and at eight she seemed ready to pass out, but kept on running. Though, I wouldn't say it out loud I was slightly proud that she continued on instead of giving up like most of the novices did when they were first told to run.

Around her fourth lap I decided to join her and jogged by her, catching her off guard, she seemed lost in her own thoughts, panting out she said "Came to join me Comrade?"

I gave a slight grin at her "It's always nice to run with company."

We stayed silent until the end of this lap, when Roza decided she didn't like the quiet "It's too quiet comrade,"

I shrugged my shoulders at her speeding up a bit trying to see if she could keep up and luckily she was able to.

"Hey Dimitri," I moved my head slightly towards her "Do you think Kirova might let us go shopping soon?"

I raised an eyebrow at her. She just came back only yesterday and already she wanted to go out after the headmistress told her she was under house arrest?

"Come on Alperen's had a growth spurt and diapers don't grow on trees." She pleaded at me with her eyes wide and bottom lip jutting out.

Alperen? Was this her son's name? She must have seen my confusion as she gave a slight awkward chuckle "Right I never told you his name huh?" her eyes seem to brighten just by saying his name "Al's my son and he's still too young to know how to use the toilet."

She spoke with such care that she seemed to lose herself in her thoughts. At first I thought Roza was thinking about Alperen, but then I noticed how silent and almost automatic her pace seemed. Was she with the princess again? Yesterday, she was with her apparently in her head though I wasn't sure how exactly it works. I didn't know whether her silence and lack on noise is unnerving or something to be proud of.

"Roza?" I called her name trying to get her out of the trance.

It took calling her name three more times before she finally came out of it with a slight smile to her lips. This was strange just the other day she seemed warily of the princess and now she was completely at ease? Perhaps she was reassured at something.

"Is that Russian?" I was taken by surprise at her sudden question.

I nodded to her "Yeah it's your name or what it would've been in my language." I felt somewhat self conscious seeing as I have been thinking of her as Roza since that dream.

She nodded "You've got to teach me some Russian Comrade." I raised a brow at her "Comrade I've been away for a while and all of a sudden they throw me in Russian IV I need to pass with at least a D."

I almost smiled and I think she noticed. We made it the final lap and she stretched her arms out "I need a shower," I sniffed and didn't think she smelled bad her scent was more pronounced of almonds, pomegranates, and is that white rose? Before I could take another whiff she left. I felt disappointed, but looking at the time I knew if she wanted some breakfast and a shower, she had to leave now.

My schedule for the rest of the day was the same as before and just like yesterday I visited the primary campus. Just like the day before, no one really paid me any mind, but when I went to the door for the daycare it was actually open. The children were all on the ground playing with whatever they could get their hands on.

Mrs. Beklea seemed to run around the area twice before she finally notices me "Hello."

I nodded at her while peering past her shoulder to the crib by the window. The moroi took my attention again "Would you mind watching them for a moment it seems headmistress Kirova would like to have a word with me."

"Yes of course," I had a sneaky suspicion on what or should I say who it was it going to be about.

Smiling gratefully she quickly said "They don't really do much but play except Alperen, the one inside the crib, though he's calm right now." The caretaker left after saying she wouldn't take more than a few minutes.

The door closed and I stood by it for a minute before my feet decided they wanted to stand somewhere else. I stopped right by the crib and stared inside to see him wide awake while chewing on his baby blue blanket. He like always felt my stare and faced me with his wide eyes and stopped his chewing. Alperen reached his arms out, while gurgling, demanding to be held.

I didn't know if I should, but seeing my hesitation he rolled to his stomach and pushed his back legs to the white wooden bars. He gripped two of the bars and with deep concentration, he attempted to lift his small body up, but after ten seconds he fell right on his diaper. Alperen was quiet for a full thirty seconds before he started to whimper and that whimper turned into a loud cry. I quickly looked around and saw the toddlers all ignoring him as if they were used to his cries after a day. I gave a sigh before reaching in and pulling him out of the crib and into my arms.

His cries turned to small sniffling sobs and he rubbed his small hands on his face as if trying to wipe away his tears. I resisted the urge to cooh as I had been caught in the past doing to my nephew when he was a newborn. It was something that I often thought of when I was younger, of having my own, but I knew I had to give that dream up if I wanted to be a guardian.

He stopped his sobs, but still had the occasional sniffle. Alperen's wine eyes stared up at me while cocking his head to the side. He still seemed unhappy and I thought about playing a game with him like I did with Paul before. I put him back on the crib, but had him stand while I had my hand supporting his back. I leaned on my heels as I bended down to the other side of the crib and hid my face with my other hand then pulled it away saying "Peek-a-boo," his eyes widen before he let out a giggle.

I repeated this action again and got the same results; three more times and he still reacts the same: eyes widening and giggles followed. After the fourth time he almost fell, but with my hand still supporting his back and arm curled around his side he didn't. His giggle was cut off and he then started yelling "Ah-ah," and trying to hop up and down with a large smile. I turned around and saw Roza by the door with a smile on her face.

Feeling my face heating up I quickly back up with my arm still supporting Alperen. I spoke while facing down at her son "How long have you been there?" it wasn't like me to let my guards down.

"Since the first peek-a-boo," Her smile widened "He usually always notices me when I arrive but it seems he was having a lot of fun with his new friend."

I stared down at her while still holding him and saw her eyes sparkling with mischief much like my dream had. She let her eyes drop too soon and I cleared my throat before asking "Aren't you supposed to be in class?"

"We had a substitute who didn't really do anything and I decided if we weren't going to do anything I might as well go and see my very special boy." She leaned down rubbing her nose with his and laughed as he did.

I knew she should have stayed, but knowing how substitutes usually are "I'll let it slide for today Roza."

Even if I couldn't see I knew she was rolling her eyes at me. We stood by his crib for a while and didn't really move until he let out a yawn. I carefully set him down and Roza pulled his blanket over him, grabbing a small purple dragon and placing it in his arms that immediately tighten while he let out a content sigh.

She stroked his soft wavy and curly hair while muttering "Why are you here Comrade?"

"Mrs. Beklea had to report to headmistress Kirova." I murmured while watching his silent breathing; his chest rising up and down as he snuggled even deeper to his blanket.

Again a silence overtook us, but a comfortable one. Unconsciously, I shifted closer and I could have sworn she did the same, then again; it could be my mind playing tricks on me. This almost seemed like the perfect picture of a family. A mother and father who loved each other very much were with their son watching him sleeping and knowing they'll keep him safe from harm. It was a wonderful thought and I couldn't help but keep it running in my mind, like a movie, though like every movie there has to be an ending.

"I'm back," The teacher came back "thank you for watching over them again and—oh Rose what are you doing here?"

Roza and I jumped away from each other by a few inches in surprise "Class was let out early and I wanted to see Al before lunch." She said while glancing at the clock which read five minutes before lunch.

Mrs. Beklea nodded "I hope he wasn't much trouble," she then glanced at Rose with a knowing smile "I remember Rose being a troublemaker back during her elementary years."

Rose and I both shook our heads "No trouble at all and he even went to sleep."

"Well he did sleep during lunch time yesterday and did wake up hungry afterwards." She said then looked back at the clock "The two of you should head off to lunch I'll take care of the rest."

"Kay I'll see you around five." Roza said before strolling out but stopped by the doorway "Coming comrade?" I nodded to the moroi before following Roza to the commons.

While we walked out of the west campus I couldn't help, but wish my thoughts earlier were real, to have a reality where Roza and I were together and Alperen raise by the two of us.

I felt my feet skidding to a stop at my sudden realization, I'm in love with my student, even if it's been a few days since I met her, my feelings were already set for love and they were growing by each passing second.

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