Hey Ya'll.

So, Rose and Dimitri are married. Life is perfect for them...Or so it seems.

This chapter is only the Calm before the Storm. Enjoy all the fluffy cuteness while it lasts! :)

Hope Ya'll like it!

~LittleDhampir x

Disclaimer:

Lissa: Tayla doesn't own VA.

Me: Aww, I didn't need to ask this time. :)

Chapter Nine

**One year later**

I woke up to a Russian god cradling a grumpy baby in my bed. I wasn't sure if that was good or bad.

"Shh, it's okay, sweetie." Dimitri murmured, cradling our little girl in his arms. Aleksandra Sonya Belikov was the splitting image of Dimitri, but she had my dark hair and smile. She was beautiful.

"Is she okay?" I asked, sleepily. I'd hardly had any sleep since she was born, but she was worth it. I rolled over to look at him. He had a smile on his face, one that made my heart burst.

"She's fine, Roza. She's just got grumbles." He said, cooing to her. He still hadn't gotten over the smitten new father stage. He was right. Aleksandra was very grumpy today. She'd just started crying real tears, and boy did she cry. She took after her mommy so much.

"Pass her here." I said, sitting up and holding my arms out for her. Dimitri passed her to me without hesitation, and curled up next to me.

Where the dreamy Volga flows
There's a lonely Russian rose
Gazing tenderly
Down upon her knee
Where a baby's brown eyes glisten
Listen

Every night you'll hear her croon
A Russian lullaby

Just a little plaintive tune
When baby starts to cry

Rock-a-bye my baby
Somewhere there may be

A land that's free for you and me
And a Russian lullaby...

I sang softly to her in English, while Dimitri sang along in Russian. She was asleep as soon as we stopped singing, and I got up and took her to the nursery.

"Do know when Lissa and Christian get here?" Dimitri asked as I slipped back into bed.

"I don't know. She'll probably call from the plane." I mumbled, laying my head against his chest and looking up at him. Moving to Russia was one of the best and hardest things either of us had done. We decided it was something we wanted to do, but we hated to leave everyone behind.

"Your mother's probably going to bring Abe too." Dimitri grimaced. I laughed softly at him.

"She hasn't met Aleksandra yet. Last time we were in Court, she was at the Academy." I told him, leaning up and kissing him gently.

"Come on, Mrs. Belikov. Mom will be here in two hours." Dimitri said. I smiled at his words. Our life was so different now that we were free.

"Okay, Mr. Belikov. One condition." I told him.

"Oh, yeah? What's that?" He asked. I shot him a mischievous smile.

"Kiss me." I said. Without hesitation his lips were pressed against mine. My tongue gently traced his bottom lip.

"Roza, keep doing that, and we won't be leaving this bed anytime soon." He growled against my lips. I laughed, and pulled away.

"Wouldn't be such a bad thing." I teased as I walked to the closet to grab my jeans and a tank top. Dimitri pouted and tossed a pillow at me, hitting my butt. I gasped in mock-horror.

"Mr. Belikov! That isn't very mature behaviour!" I told him, pretending to scold him.

"What would my punishment be if I did it again?" He smirked, picking up another pillow. I opened my mouth to reply, as I heard Aleks wailing from the nursery.

"That." I grumbled.

"I'll get her." He said, getting up and opening the door. On the way out, I tossed a pillow at him. He turned and glared at me jokingly.

"Payback's a b*tch, Rose." He told me, walking out. I pulled on my white tank-top, and my jeans, and walked out to the nursery.

I loved Aleksandra's nursery. Olena and Lissa both designed it, and everything was white and purple. Her crib was huge, with small stuffed animals down one end, and a tiny pillow and blanket down the other. Dimitri was sitting on the rocking chair in the corner with her, murmuring to her softly in Russian. I recognized the words for 'love' and 'mother' as he was speaking. I smiled, and leaned against the doorframe. He hadn't noticed me yet. His attention was completely on the baby girl in his arms. The little girl that would grow up with a daddy who would gladly give her the world on a silver platter, and get her out of trouble when her mommy catches her doing something bad.

"You're going to absolutely spoil her when she's older." I said aloud. His head snapped up, and he beamed when he saw me.

"Me. Pfffsh. Nah." He said. As if it were rehearsed, Aleks started to giggle. Her laugh was contagious, and I couldn't help but smile with her.

"Grooooo...Bah ba ba." Aleksandra cooed, and her tiny hand came up and slapped Dimitri playfully on his cheek. He went to scold her, but her face lit up with a heart-stopping smile, and he stopped.

"She gets that from you. She'll probably be able to smooth talk her way out of anything." Dimitri scoffed. I rolled my eyes.

"Yeah, because that worked so well for me back at the Academy." I teased, taking my baby girl and spinning her around in the air. Her laugh was the most beautiful sound in the world, and I couldn't hold back the smile that it brought on.

"Aleksandra, say Daddy." I said, sitting her on my lap as I sat on the cushion on the floor next to Dimitri. She just sat there staring at me as if I had two heads. I didn't expect her to say it, though. She was only a few months old. She'd just started holding her own bottle, which I thought was the cutest thing in the world. Dimitri stood up, and walked into the study, and came back a few seconds later with his guitar.

"Look, Sasha. Daddy's going to play you a song." I cooed. She clapped her tiny hands and leant over to strum the strings playfully. Dimitri smiled at his little girl, and kissed my temple, before he began to play. It was a soft tune, with a beautiful harmony. He hummed along softly, until Aleksandra was asleep again.

"That was beautiful." I told him. Ever since we'd moved to Russia, he'd taken to learning Guitar, and was writing several songs himself. He had no patience with sheet music.

"I wrote it for both of you." He said, propping the guitar against the wall, and taking Aleks to place her gently in her crib. He stood there, staring down at her adoringly.

"You never thought we'd end up like this, did you comrade?" I asked, leaning against his arm and staring up at him. He chuckled, and wrapped an arm around my waist.

"Truthfully, no. As much as I may have wished, I never dreamed I would end up married to the most beautiful Dhampir woman I'd ever met, and be the proud father of her child." He told me, resting his cheek against my forehead.

"I never even thought about settling down at all. I never wanted to get married or have kids. Until I met you." I explained, smiling up at him. He leant down and cupped my face in his hands, kissing me softly. His lips conveyed a thousand words, and were filled with all the love he felt for me. It felt like the kiss could go on forever...until a knock at the front door interrupted us.