Wow, I finished this! I know it might be short, but it's three days early! I appreciate all reviews, story alerts, and favorites. It makes me happy that you guys like this.

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A month later, it was finally the night of the party. I slipped on my dress along with some matching red satin heels, courtesy of Lissa. I twisted my hair into a simple up do before helping Lily into her dress and flats. I did her hair in a French twist, pinning it securely to her head. After checking my black leather purse for the necessities, I took Lily's hand and lead her to the Ivashkov wing. I knocked on the door once we arrived.

"Rose!" Chloe exclaimed as she opened the door. She was wearing a strapless white dress that reached just below her knees. It had a black ribbon under the bust line that tied in the back. She was wearing white, strapped sandals that had a heel of less than two inches.

"Hi Chloe," I greeted as I walked in to the house. I took off my coat and Lily's, hanging them on the coat rack. Walking into the dining room, I saw Adrian, Christian, Lissa, Ryan, Rosabella, Viktoria and Cassie sitting there waiting for us. We sat down and started dinner. At the end of dinner, Adrian stood up, taking Chloe's left hand in his right to pull her out of her seat. Lissa's and my eyes zeroed in on Chloe's hand, where a diamond ring sat. Lissa squealed and hugged Chloe.

"Well, since Lissa gave away our first bit of news, I'll tell you the bigger news," Chloe said. "We're going to have a baby," she announced. Lissa, Viktoria, and I squealed before hugging her. Suddenly, Lissa looked nervous. She gripped Christian's hand for comfort. I immediately noticed her nervousness and peered at her in suspicion.

"Congratulations Chloe and Adrian," she said, trying to conceal her own nervousness. "Christian and I have news too." I looked at her closer. Her dress was protruding slightly around her stomach area. My eyes widened.

"You're having a baby," I announced. She nodded, a small smile gracing her lips. I leapt up from my chair and hugged her across the table. Chloe, Viktoria, Lissa, and I sat there at the table, talking about baby things.

"You know, I think I still have Lily's baby things," I said to Chloe. "I can get them for you if you want them. I think Lissa still has Bella's things, but you need something for that little one," I told her. She smiled at me, and her whole face lit up in radiance.

"You would do that Rose?" she asked incredulously. "You hardly know me," she pointed out.

"Well, I like you already. I know you'll be good for Adrian." I changed the subject. "So, do you know the baby's gender yet? Can Adrian see the aura?" she shook her head.

"No, it's way too early for even him too see gender. I think it's a girl though. I just have this feeling." I nodded in understanding. We talked for a little longer before Viktoria brought up names.

"Have you decided on names yet?" she asked.

"Yes, we're thinking Jason Matthias for a boy and Sophia Zoe for a girl," Chloe said. We praised their choice of a name. Then, there was a knock on the door. Christian got up to answer it. Once he saw who was at the door, he began asking questions about how the guest's trip was. When I heard the answer, I turned to face the door, a happy grin plastered on my face.

"Hola mi amor*," said the man in the doorway, looking at me. I rose from the table to walk over to him. He had dirty blonde hair and twinkling blue eyes. His normally pale skin had a light tan, and he was still his usual 5'10".

"Hola* Tristan," I greeted my boyfriend of 13 months, Tristan Dominguez. He grinned at me before kissing my cheek. Lily was finally alerted of his presence, and she bounced out of her seat and into his legs.

"Daddy! You're home!" she squealed, suctioning herself to his legs. He laughed good-naturedly and picked her up. She began chattering to him about how much she missed him and what she did while he was in Spain. When she began her infamous switch to Russian, he covered her mouth.

"I only speak English and Spanish, mi pequeña*," he told her. She giggled a bit.

"Lo siento,* Daddy," she apologized. Besides that little mess-up, she gave him a play-by-play of her whole week. I was impressed that he sat there with her, listening intently the whole time. I smiled at them interacting. He really was such a good father to her. When he came into our lives almost two years ago, he was a blessing. He helped me with everything, even though he had no ties to either of us. Lily's second word after "mama" was "dada".

"Ok, time to go," I announced when I noticed Lily's head drooping onto Tristan. They agreed, and we left for my apartment. Tristan had semi-moved in to the spare room. He kept his apartment for when I needed to do things at home so that Lily had a place to go with him. We put her to bed when we got home. We parted in the hallway to go to our separate rooms and, consequently, dreamland.

*hello my love

*hello

*my little one

*I'm sorry

Lily called Tristan "daddy" because she sees him as such. She knows her real dad is Russian/Romanian so she wants to call him "papa" when she meets him. She also knows VERY little Spanish, just enough to understand basic terms of affection for a daughter, hello, good bye, and I'm sorry. Let's try for 90 reviews this chapter!