Lissa's POV. Keeping Secrets

I had just finished getting dressed when Rose walked into my room. I grinned at her.

"Good morning. Isn't it a beautiful day?" I asked. The look on Rose's face was serious. She sat down.

"Lissa, I need to tell you something. Why don't you sit down?" she said. This didn't look too good.

"Is everything okay?" I asked carefully. She pulled her phone out of her pocket. What was going on? She handed the phone to me after a second. I gasped when I was Dimitri as a child. How did she get this picture on her phone? I thought.

"Liss, the person in the photo isn't Dimitri as a child, it's his son," she told me. I was shocked. I had no idea Dimitri had a son!

"He doesn't even know he has a son," she replied. What? How does that work? Oh, my Goodness! The puzzle piece fit.

"You're his mother, aren't you?" She nodded.

"How old is he? Where is he? Why doesn't Dimitri know?" I know, where was my badge? This was so shocking, I couldn't myself.

"He's five. Dimitri was a Strigoi when he was born, so I left him in Russia, with my Dad." Wow, was all I could think. One other question did pop into my head, though.

"How was he conceived? I thought Dhampir with Dhampir was inconceivable," I asked. Rose looked stumped.

"I dunno. I'll have to ask Dr Evans or someone. All I know is I did it with Dimitri and the next thing I knew was I was pregnant," she replied. I nodded. This was interesting. The first I've ever heard of a Dhampir getting pregnant to another Dhampir. I wasn't angry that she kept him a secret, I understood. I would have done the same if the situation was reversed.

"So, why are you telling me this?" I answered.

"Caleb has Chicken Pox and Dad doesn't know what to, so I'm going to Russia to take care of him." Ok, what does this have to do with me? Rose looked irritated for a second.

"You're coming to Russia with me. There's no way I'm leaving you here with two idiot boys," she told me.

"Two idiot boys?" I replied.

"Mason already told me that he wants to meet Caleb." Oh, right. I totally knew that.

"You did not! If you did, you wouldn't have asked," Rose argued. Okay, she was right! Whatever! She looked smug.

"Told you. Anyway, plane tickets have been booked already. Our flight is at ten, hope you're ready." Of course I was ready! I didn't get a chance to unpack last night! Lucky, really.

"Good. Get in the car," I smiled. Still so bossy.

"Don't think I didn't hear that!" she told me, getting up. Rose grabbed my bag and walked out to her Holden. She added my bag to the boot before closing it. I saw Christian appear at the door.

"Hey, Rose. Can I come?" he asked. My heart skipped a beat while Rose looked annoyed.

"I already booked the plane tickets!" she exclaimed.

"What if I buy my own ticket?" Rose shrugged.

"You'll have to pay extra for booking late." He looked happy but stung about the extra fee for booking late. He turned in the doorway, mumbling something about getting his stuff ready.

"God! Hurry up, Sparky. The flight leaves at ten!" Rose yelled at him, beeping the horn. He returned a second later with his bag.

"What the hell? He must have packed last night," Rose mumbled, getting out of the car. If he even unpacked at all! And what did she mean by last night? Rose looked at me.

"I would have you last night, too. You were so tired, though. I honestly dunno if you would have woken up if I did try," she said in a rush. Christian stood at Rose's door impatiently.

"You don't have to explain, I was just surprised, that's all," I told her.

"Go get Adrian. He said he'd drop us off and bring my car back," she told him, taking his bag and out it in the boot.

"And tell Mason to get his hairy ass out here, we're going in five minutes, people!" she yelled.

God, I was so right about her being bossy, I thought, and how did she know his ass was hairy? Rose turned to face me, trying not to smile. She shut the boot once again.

"You know I won't hesitate to slap you if you keep going! And I don't, I just assumed, considering the rest of him is hairy!" she laughed. She won't slap her pregnant best friend. Mm-hum, I'll believe it when I see it!

"Shut up! You wait till that kid's born. You won't know what hit you!" She stuck her tongue at me. The three boys appeared at the door then and Rose got in the back seat. Mason put his bag in the boot, closed it before getting in the car himself. Adrian jumped in the driver's seat while Christian sat behind me. Rose groaned.

"Why did I choose to sit in between these two losers?" The whole car laughed.

"Two hot guys? Who wouldn't want to sit in your place?" Mason asked.

"Says the Desperate and Dateless lover?" she retorted. This caught my interest. I turned in my chair.

"Are you talking about Desperate Housewives?" I asked. Rose nods, pointing at all the boys.

"I caught these sissies watching it last night!" she exclaimed. I scoffed.

"You've got to be kidding me!" I replied, laughing.

"I'm not! I told you I was going to tell her!" she says to Christian. He totally punches her arm, not playfully, either! She rubs her arm, giving him the evils. Rose just laughed. I bet it hurt Christian more than it did Rose.

About fifteen minutes later we were at the airport, saying goodbye to Adrian before we boarded the plane.

"Call me when you get there and tell me how Caleb's going," he told Rose after they hugged.

"Yeah, I will. I just hope it's not too serious," she replied.

"It's probably not," he said, shrugging. He turned to me and we hugged for ages, maybe a bit too long. I gave him a kiss.

"See you soon, babe." He smiled at me.

"The sooner you get back the better," he replied.

"I know. We're going to miss you so much. I'll call you every day," I told him, rubbing my belly.

Our flight got called then and we made our way to the terminal. I waved back at Adrian. When I turned back around, I caught sight of Christians face. I instantly put my walls back up. I had a really, really bad feeling that this was going to be a long flight.