A/N: Hello everyone! A certain reviewer… cough cough russia2774 cough cough … gave me the little extra push to convince me to start up writing again. I just got out of school for the summer and I'll try my best to update. No promises but based on feedback and reviews, I'll see if I have the motivation to keep going.

To clear up some confusion: I totally messed up two chapters ago, I accidentally said baby Alisa instead of baby Aleksandr! Sorry! There's only one baby; I just accidentally used the name I chose for a girl but I ended up choosing to write in a baby boy named Aleksandr. SORRY GUYS

Disclaimer: I don't own VA.

RPOV:

"Aren't you just the sweetest little thing?" I cooed at the squirming blue bundle in my arms. Aleksandr Taylan Belikov. Dimitri and I had chosen a Russian first name and a Turkish middle name to appease both Abe and Olena. I sighed happily as the new addition to our family settled down and snuggled into the warmth of my body. He was an angel and much more well-behaved than Lydia had been as a baby.

"How are you feeling?" Dimitri asked, carefully sliding into our bed, making sure not to jostle me or the baby. His warm brown eyes settled adoringly on our son and he reached out a hand to stroke Xander's wisps of soft hazel hair.

"I'm good. A little tired, but very happy," I murmured, leaning my head on my husband's defined shoulder. He wrapped an arm around me instinctively, before gently placing a kiss on the top of my head. We cuddled contently, gazing at Aleksandr as he drifted in and out of sleep. I marveled at his tiny toes and fingers, occasionally lifting a hand to tickle his feet.

Just as Dimitri and I were starting to join in on the nap session, we were startled awake when the door to the garage downstairs was slammed shut. Dimitri stealthily jumped out from under the covers and gripped his stake. One could never be too careful.

Aleksandr whined quietly, but didn't cry. I scooped him up protectively, glancing warily between Dimitri and our bedroom door. A pair of stomping footsteps raced up the stairs and before Dimitri could open the door, our daughter burst in and yelled, "MOMMY YOU'RE BACK!" before promptly flinging herself onto the bed. I cried out as pain shot through me; after all, I had only given birth two days ago. My cry woke Xander up and the waterworks started.

"Lydia! No! You have to be gentle!" Dimitri scolded breathlessly as he pulled her off of the bed. I rocked the baby back and forth, soothing his wails. Lydia looked at Dimitri's stern face and then at my worried one as I tended to the baby. Her big, beautiful eyes welled up with tears and she fisted her pretty pink dress into her hands. A tear slid down her rosy cheek and another and another.

"Oh, baby, don't cry. Come here, Mommy missed you," I said softly, giving her a smile. I patted Dimitri's side of the bed and she crawled up hesitantly. She bit her lip and sat down on the edge of the blanket. I transferred Xander into Dimitri's awaiting arms and drew my precious daughter closer. She rested her head against my chest and held my hand as I placed kisses all over her face. Dimitri sat down as well and lowered Aleksandr so Lydia could see.

"Hi Xander! I'm Lydia Angelica, but you can call me Lydia. I'm your big sister. Grow up fast so we can play," she whispered excitedly. She stretched out her hand and brushed his cheek, watching in fascination as his eyes fluttered open.

My eyes misted over as I watched her meet her baby brother for the first time. As if sensing my emotional state, Dimitri reached over both of our children and grasped my hand, sending me a warm smile as well.

"I love you," he mouthed and I gave him a watery smile in return. We let Lydia talk to Aleksandr for a while until it was bedtime. Dimitri carried her to her bedroom and helped her into her pajamas as I watched from the doorway, Xander cradled in my arms. She kissed me goodnight, as well as the baby, and her Daddy too.

"Goodnight milaya. We love you," Dimitri whispered as he shut the door. He draped his arm around me as we walked back down the hallway towards our bedroom. He took Aleksandr from my embrace and set him into his crib. I hovered over our new baby and watched as his chest rose and fell. I could've been there forever, had Dimitri not dragged me into bed. He turned off the lights and snuggled up behind me. Wrapping his arms around my waist, he pulled me as close to him as possible. I let out a sigh and turned around restlessly.

"You awake?" I whispered, placing a hand on his chest.

"I am now," Dimitri replied with a chuckle. "What's wrong Roza?"

"I just… I can't stop thinking about Aleksandr. What if he stops breathing?" I mumbled, suddenly feeling foolish for even thinking such morbid thoughts.

"Rose, I promise you that we will know if there is something wrong. He will be fine. Sleep, my love. I know you're tired," he whispered and placed a loving kiss to my forehead.

And so I slept.