RPOV
Dimitri kept his promise the next morning, he made love to me. Hell was gone from my life the minute his naked body touched mine. Sadly, our bliss was cut short when a little voice said.
"Uncle Dimka what are you doing?"
Dimitri flew off of me and pulled the blanket over my chest as I sat up. He was about to say something when Paul ran out of the room yelling.
"Uncle Dimka and Auntie Rose are playing a game! I want to play too!"
I looked at Dimitri and said.
"What the hell?"
He got up and pulled on his sweat pants and shirt. I ran into the closet and pulled on a pair of skinny jeans and a nice green shirt before running out into the family room to the best sight in the world.
Dimitri was hugging his mother who was crying. His other sister's were around him, holding onto any part of him they could. I stayed in the background, tears coming to my eyes as I watched Dimitri and his family.
They were all talking in Russian and I didn't ask for anyone to interpret, this was a family conversation that wasn't meant for my ears.
After a boring hour filled with Dimitri's family not saying a single word to me I decided to finally take a seat. Sadly there weren't any in the family room so I went into the kitchen and drank a glass of water.
I don't know how long I sat there before Viktoria came into the room; she started looking through the cabinets. I said.
"Do you need something?"
She whirled around to face me and let out a little scream of joy before hugging me and saying in English.
"Thank you so much for taking good care of my brother! I was worried that he wouldn't be the same but he seems fine."
"For the most part yes, he is fine."
"What do you mean?"
"Sometimes he feels really guilty, but we're working on it."
"Thank you for helping him! You've been so nice to him!"
I blushed and said.
"He's been helping me too,"
She took my hand and said.
"Come talk to us! We want to hear about what's been going on with you and Dimka!"
Viktori started to pull me into the family room but I stopped her and said.
"No, I should stay here. You're his family and you hardly get to see him, I have him every day. Go talk to your brother."
"I feel bad leaving you in here,"
I smiled at her and said.
"Don't worry, I'm fine in here."
She looked at me for one minute before smiling and going back into the family room.
Three hours later, three f**king hours later I was still sitting at the kitchen table. It was three f**kinghours later that Dimitri's family finally left and I could finally get up and walk around my f**king house.
When I went into the family room Dimitri was sitting on the couch, tears were falling down his face. I curled up next to him and said.
"What's wrong Comrade?"
"I haven't seen them in many years Roza, I'm just happy."
"What did you talk about?"
"Didn't you hear?"
I laughed and said.
"I don't speak Russian,"
"We manly talked about how things have been for them since I came to America."
"How has everything been for them?"
"Pretty good, not much has changed."
"When are they leaving?"
"Not for a few weeks, they want to spend as much time with me as possible."
I could feel my heart breaking. Dimitri was going to miss a few weeks of my pregnancy; he was going to miss doctor's appointments and other important milestones. I tried to hold it together for him, it was better for him to see his family then wait in a crowded waiting room with me.
I said.
"Oh . . . okay, I guess I could hang out with Lissa,"
"My family wants to meet her; they want to thank her for saving me."
More emotions hit me; they were taking Lissa from me too? What was I supposed to do for the next few weeks while my best friend was spending time with my husband's family? I said.
"I guess I'll knit something for the baby, I've got nothing better to do."
"Rose we need you there,"
Tears pooled in my eyes and I said.
"I guess I could guard Lissa,"
Dimitri laughed, took my chin in his hand and said.
"Roza I want you to spend time with them. Why are you trying to get out of it?"
Tears fell from my eyes when I said.
"I-I thought you didn't want me there."
Dimitri pulled me into his arms and said.
"I want you to come to lunch with us Roza, it's kind of hard to introduce your wife and unborn child to your family if your wife and unborn child aren't there."
"When are we going to lunch?"
"They just went to freshen up, we're leaving now."
Nerves ran through me as Dimitri pulled me up from the couch and we went out to the car. Dimitri said.
"They love you, you already know that."
I smiled nervously and said.
"I know, but this is the first time I'm meeting them as your wife. Last time I was just one of your annoying students."
"Mama says she could tell that you loved me,"
"Oh yes, true love shows very well when you get drunk at your lover's funeral."
"You got drunk when you were staying with my family?"
Tears filled my eyes and I said.
"It was your memorial service . . . they made me tell stories about your time in America . . . I got a tad emotional."
I rubbed my stomach, taking comfort from the bump that was there. It reminded me that Dimitri wasn't dead, Dimitri wasn't Strigoi, Dimitri was here, Dimitri was alive, I was having Dimitri's baby.
Dimitri said.
"Roza . . ."
Sympathy filled his voice; I looked out the window and said.
"It's fine, just never put me around Russian vodka, gosh that stuff is strong."
Dimitri laughed and said.
"They gave you Russian vodka?"
"It was Viktoria, she only gave me one shot but after I realized how well it numbed pain . . . . let's just say I spilled all my secrets to Sydney."
"Sydney?"
"She's an Alchemist Abe sent after me, she stayed with your family for a few days."
"What did you tell her?"
"Nothing your family hadn't figured out, we many talked about love and if the pain ever goes away."
"What pain?"
Tears streamed down my face as I rubbed my stomach and said.
"If the pain of losing your love ever goes away,"
We were parked at the restaurant, Dimitri wiped away my tears and said.
"I'm right here Roza, I love you."
I threw my arms around him and said.
"Thank god,"
Dimitri hugged me for a few seconds before saying.
"I won't leave Roza, I love our life together."
I pulled away to smile at him and said.
"What isn't to love? You're married to me and you're having a baby."
"Our life will be even more perfect after my mother hears about our baby. When I was growing up she use to badger me about when her little boy was going to get married and adopt a baby."
We both got out of the car, when we were walking next to each other I wrapped my arm around his and said.
"Then this is even better, this baby has your genetics."
"I'm glad they're here so we can tell them in person,"
"So am I, I want to see their reactions."
I needed to see their reactions because I really needed Olena's approval. I knew she liked me, but I wanted her to be okay with my pregnancy.
We sat at the table Dimitri's family had selected, Dimitri and I were next to each other and Lissa was across the table from us. Olena started talking.
"Valissa we can never thank you enough for saving Dimka,"
I felt a wave of happiness and embarrassment flow through the bond. Lissa said.
"It wasn't just me; Rose was the one who found all of the information and came up with the plan. Saving Dimitri was her idea; I just went along with it."
I looked down at the table; everything Lissa had said was only halfway true. I had come up with the plan but she had come with me because she wanted to. I didn't say anything, Dimitri whispered to me.
"Is that true Roza?"
He sounded like he was in awe. I whispered.
"We can share details later."
Olena said.
"You were the one to stake him,"
"Rose was the one that made the plan to stake him, she would have done it if she could have."
I said.
"I love Dimitri and I wanted him to be a Dhampir again. I'm glad we're together again, he gives me all the happiness I could ever need."
Dimitri said.
"Rose is giving me one of the best things in my life, a baby."
Olena started yelling across the table in Russian. I could tell she was angry from the tone of her voice and by the way her hands were flying around like daggers.
Dimitri sounded equally angry and was yelling at his mother. His hand flew to my stomach where he cupped the baby. Tears came into my eyes as I turned to Dimitri and said.
"They don't believe me? They think the baby isn't yours?"
He turned back to his mother and something else in Russian. The tone was softer this time and I could hear a twinge of sadness in his voice. I caressed his arm in an attempted to comfort him.
Olena's eyes met mine. I expected her to give me a death glare that would say.
Bitch you slept someone else and got my son to think the kid is his! Go rod in hell with that idiot child!
But instead of the nasty message I got a look of happiness. She said.
"Is it true Rose? Is the baby Dimitri's?"
I looked straight in her eyes as I said.
"This baby is Dimitri's; if you don't believe me we have papers from my doctor . . ."
Olena shot me a look of love when she said.
"I trust you Rose, you wouldn't hurt Dimitri."
My heart was glowing with happiness at Olena's words. She trusted me; she knew I wouldn't hurt Dimitri. I grabbed his hand and squeezed it to try and show him how amazing I felt. He placed our hands over my tummy and rubbed them against our baby. I smiled, he must love me and he must love our baby if he was willing to make such an obvious gesture of affection in front of his family.
The rest of the conversation went on about how I was feeling, how the baby was doing and how far along I was. Dimitri was shining with pride the entire time, he patted my stomach every once in a while when we mentioned something about the baby that made his smile even brighter.
No one brought up his time as a Strigoi and I was glad. If we had talked about it I would probably had started crying. I wouldn't cry because of the bites Dimitri gave me, I would cry because of how much the memories hurt Dimitri.
When Dimitri and I got back home he curled up on the couch with a western novel. I sat on the couch next to him and watched television. After a few minutes he said.
"They seemed to take it well,"
I smiled and at said.
"I know! If only my parents could be happy for us."
"They could be happy for us, we haven't told them yet."
"Do you really think my mom's going to be happy about this?"
"No,"
Tears filled my eyes as I said.
"My mom's going to yell at me,"
Dimitri tried to comfort me by wiping away my tears and saying.
"Aren't you happy that we're pregnant?"
"Yes,"
"Then it doesn't matter what our parents think, this is our choice."
I threw my arms around him and said.
"You're right! I'm sorry I'm so emotional!"
He laughed and said.
"You're fine, I love it when you talk to me about how you feel."
I laughed and said.
"Sure Comrade, you love to talk about how I feel."
He pulled my face into his hands as he said.
"I do, I'd talk to you for hours if it made you feel better, pregnant or not pregnant."
Dimitri did care about me. He really wanted me to be happy just like I wanted him to be happy. I took one of his hands off of my face and placed it on my stomach. I said.
"Our little Comrade,"
Dimitri laughed and said.
"Little Comrade? When did you think of that Roza?"
"At my last doctor's appointment,"
"We don't even know if it's a boy,"
I pecked his lips before saying.
"Then it's a good thing Comrade is a gender neutral name."
He smiled at me before growling, picking me up and placing me on the kitchen table where we took part in a very fun activity.
Once Dimitri and I had both been naked for a few minutes he decided that we should go into the bedroom. Not that he asked me about it, he just picked me up and carried me to the bed. I didn't mind, when we had sex in bed we didn't have to worry about breaking the table.
Dimitri and I were still taking part in our fun little activity when we heard the front door open. We didn't need to look at each other to know who was here, it was his family. We both jumped off of the bed and grabbed new clothing before going out to the family room to greet them. I guess Dimitri and I looked sweaty and tired because Olena said.
"What's wrong Dimka? Are you feeling okay?"
I was quick to cover up our dirty actions by saying.
"We were training; I guess I pushed him a little too hard."
Olena slapped the back of Dimitri's head and said.
"You should run more often, you're getting chubby."
Dimitri looked hurt by the comment and fingered his abdomen gently. I don't know why Olena thought her little boy was getting chubby; he still looked like a Russian god with a perfectly flat stomach. He hadn't gained any weight because he trained so hard. I whispered in his ear.
"I'm the only one getting fat around here; you know I won't let you get fat."
He smiled at the reference to my pregnancy and I knew I had succeeded in making him feel better. With my mission accomplished I led Dimitri's family into the family room where we all took seats. They started talking about how nice it was to see Dimitri again when we heard a scream coming from the kitchen. Dimitri and I ran to the kitchen and found Viktoria staring at a pile of our clothing. At first I didn't get what the big deal was about then I realized how this must look to her. This made her realize that her sweet little brother liked to get down and dirty on the kitchen table.
Dimitri and were both blushing as we went and retrieved our clothing from the kitchen floor. Olena looked like she was having a heart attack; I guess she didn't like evidence from her son's sex life displayed right before her eyes. She turned to Dimitri with an enraged look in her eyes and said.
"Was this the training you took part in before our arrival?"
Dimitri looked uncomfortable when he said.
"Mama . . ."
"Tell the truth Dimitri,"
Dimitri almost whispered.
"Yes,"
Olena slapped the back of his head and said.
"You should do a better job of covering this up! We have children in the room!"
I was shocked to find out that Olena wasn't mad that her little boy had been f**king someone during the day. She was mad because he didn't cover it up! That was a first! My mom would have been beat the s**t out of me! I was starting to like Dimitri's family even more.