April the 30th. 14 weeks pregnant. (4 months pregnant)

"Your babies are due the thirteenth of september." Doc said.

I squealed in delight. Finally, a due-date. I don't care if it was going to be friday the thirteenth, I was going to have two beautiful girls in about five months time. Ooh this is so exciting! I grabbed Dimtri's hand and grinned really hugely at him. His eyes were sparkling and if the Doctor wasn't there to reprimand us he would probably have spun me around in the air. He was definately just as psyched as I was.I mean, who wouldn't be, we were having twin girls for goodness' sake!

I suealed again. "Yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yay!"

Dimitri smiled at me. "Excited?"

"Yes!"

"Me too Roza."

I beamed back at him. He didn't squeal but he was still excited. "What? Too manly to join me in squealing?"

"Yes." he said firmly, his eyes sparkling.

I laughed at him.

"Hear that gir-wels?" I said in my baby voice. "You-wer Daddy is a kiwl joy." I joked.

He smiled and shook his head. "No I'm not girls, don't listen to anythign your mothers says!"

We both laughed and looked down lovingly at my stomach, imagineing our baby girls in there. Doc cleared his throat and I laughed at him.

"So, that's all then Miss Hathaway, ." he ushered us out of the room.

We walked down to the car hand-in-hand and we didn't talk, not wanting to ruin the silence. My girls were going to be born on september the thirteenth, and I could now mark that date on my callender and count down to it, and oh, this was going to be so exciting!

I was so happy that Dimitri and I had an excuse to leave when my father had shown up at the door.

"Why are you here?" I asked.

"What? Not happy to see your father?" he asked.

"What do you think?" I snapped. "You ditched mom and me and I haven't seen you for almost thirteen years dad!"

"Well, I'd heard you were pregnant and I will certainly not let any daughter of mine have children without my permission."

I clenched a fist and was so angry I punched him in the face. Blood spurted out and Olena brought him to the kitchen to tend his nose.

And now he's still in there, mooching off their hospitality while I was at the hospital to escape him. I thought. My dad was hurt, I had managed to break his nose, and now he was sitting on their couch, eating their food and watching their T.V. Gosh how I hate that man.

Dimitri looked over for a second and saw my face. "You don't need to talk to him if you don't want to."

I sighed. "Yeah but then he'd never leave. All he wants is an abortion because he is such a proud ass."

"Well if that's it then you have at least eight people behind you." he said matter-of-factly.

I looked at him with my eyebrows screwed together in a frown. "Who?"

He laughed. "Lissa, Mia, Eddie, Mason, Jazz, Gavriil, Mum, Karolina, Viktoria and, of course me." he said.

"What about Illarion?" I asked.

"Well, Illarion can barely take care of himself so I thought it best not to count him in with the rest."

I threw back my head and laughed really loudly. "You're so mean Dimitri!"

"I'm not mean, I'm honest." he shrugged and smiled.

"Promise me something Comrade?"

"Anything Roza."

"Never, ever, choose honest over mean when you're with me."

He laughed. "Only if you promise not to be angry at me for not being honest."

"You have my word." I said solemly.

"And, what is said word?"

"Rhudabaga." I said in a monotone.

We both laughed and by the time we got home I was crying from the amount I was laughing.

We entered the house and immediately were bombarded by Anya and Dima.

"When is that date of the-"

"Did you find out the-"

"Hey!" I yelled.

They both closed their mouthes with a pop. "The date is the thirteenth of september." Dimitri answered.

They both ran off talking about the birthday party and everything. They did realize that we only start having birthday parties at the age of one...right?

I kept walking and went into the family room. "Dad, we need to talk."

"Your way or my way, because if it is your way no thank you. I'd rather not end up breaking another limb thank you very much." he said.

"Your way."

"Okay, well, you need to get an abortion."

"No."

"Yes young lady. No daughter of mine will have some bastard without my permission-"

"SHUT THE FUCK UP DAD!" I screamed. "You don't even know why I have them! You didn't care enough to call back each time I left a message, because I needed my dad. You didn't care enough. If this is all you want to say then get the fuck out." I finished quietly.

"You need to-"

"No dad, I don't need to do anything you tell me to anymore. You lost custody of me remeber? You didn't even fight for it. You just gave it right up. Now get the fuck out of this house and get the fuck out of my life." I spat.

I turned on my heel and he grabbed my arm. "Let go Abe."

"No. You need to see sense."

I turned back to him. "No Abe, you do. If you don't let go of my arm in five seconds my fist will show you it."

He dropped my arm ad stalked out the door. I heard his car start and he pulled out. Once the sound of his car died I dropped onto the couch and cried. I seemed to be doing alot of that lately. I felt somebody sit down beside me and I smelt the spicy scent I knew it was Dimitri.

"Oh Roza, I'm sorry. I'm so sorry Roza." he whispered into my hair.

I just sat and cried. I cried about my disease, I cried about my dad. I just cried about everything.

Okay so, I hope you liked that, there was alot of drama this chapter. I hope you guys aren't too upset with me but I've given up on the name thanking thing so I''ll just say thanks for reviewing all! Please tell me what you think!