It's clearly not over

Five Years Later.

DPOV

I woke up at the sound of the alarm clock. Startled, I lifted my arm and pressed the snooze button so the radio would shut up. The sound of that kind of music annoyed me so much that I didn't feel like going back to sleep, but I felt very tired and decided to stay in bed a while longer. Last night I'd worked late, came home at two thirty in the morning and today I had to wake up at seven and be at court at eight o'clock sharp. I hated when someone was late so I had to put the example and get there early, but today… today I felt like staying in bed and sleep late, or at least get up late. Because I had a feeling that today wouldn't be a good day, I had no idea why.

In the past couple of weeks I'd had to wake up early and work late, something that I hated to do knowing that my daughter needed me here. It made me feel like a bad father for not having much time for Kat when that was exactly what she desired the most. Which was why I was planning on calling and telling them that I was sick or something, but I stopped my self in time. This was no time for some 'me time' I had so much work to do today.

I groaned and rolled onto my back, putting my arm over my eyes. It was still kind of bright outside and I hated that window. I just didn't know why I hadn't already bought darker or thicker, whatever, curtains.

An arm landed on my chest and then her head rested on my shoulder. I put an arm around her and held her closer to my body, enjoying the feeling of her warm skin against my bare chest, and kissed the top of her head. She sighed happily and I smiled to my self. It was nice to wake up with her every morning and knowing that I wasn't alone. She snuggled closer and I took advantage by shifting my body so I was on top of her. I kissed her and the smile that she gave me made my heart race. I propped my self up and cupped her face bringing it closer to mine. I wanted to close the distance between her lips and mine but looking at her was almost as good.

"Good morning" She said, her voice barely audible.

"Good morning," I couldn't resist it anymore, I had to kiss those lips, and I did. She wrapped her arms and legs around me.

But just like that, I remembered where I was supposed to go and pulled away gently, not wanting to hurt her feelings. "I have to go to work," I murmured, my forehead against hers, sounding as much disappointed as I was. I wished I could spend the rest of the day with her and Kat, more than anyone could imagine, but I knew my responsibilities.

"Mhmm, I know." I groaned again, she knew that when she was that way it cost me more to be able to get up. She sighed and opened her eyes, looked me in the eyes and released me reluctantly. I wanted to grab her and bring her back to the bed with me, more than I wanted to go to work, but I kept my hands to my self and got up.

"I'll be home for lunch and then I'll be back at six" I promised as I looked for some clothes in the closet, I grabbed my normal black slacks and white dress shirt that hung there and when I walked past her I grabbed her by the waist. She smiled brightly at me and kissed my cheek.

"Don't make a promise if you won't keep it" She sang sweetly as she stepped away and looked for her own clothes in the dresser. I needed to take a shower and change if I didn't want to be late but I felt like I needed to say something else.

"I will…" she cut me off with a laugh, poking her head out of the closet and winking at me.

"Kat will chastise you for not coming home early" I laughed and decided that if they were going to make feel guilty about it I still wanted a couple of minutes to my self before standing in front of the judges, in this case my daughter and wife.

I went to the bathroom, took my pants off and stepped into the hot water of the shower. The water running through my body felt so good and relaxing, I sighed and tried to prolong my time but after five extra minutes I realized that I wouldn't be able to have breakfast with Kat if I didn't hurry up. I knew that she would get mad at me and then her mother would get mad at me for making Kat mad and… I really didn't feel like disappointing anybody after the last couple of nights. So I hurried up to change and tied my hair back into a ponytail.

I shaved as fast as possible and the sound of my cell phone ringing made me make a small cut in my jaw. "Govno" (Shit) I cursed and decided that whoever that was didn't deserve my attention anymore. I finished shaving and ignored the cell phone, after three calls I decided that it was time to answer.

"Hello?" I almost barked to the phone and could almost see whoever was on the other line flinching at my tone. I didn't really understand why I couldn't be nice to anyone else who wasn't my family. Many thought that I was too strict, and maybe I was but who the hell cared, as long as I did my job I didn't think that there was something wrong with not being nice.

"Guardian Belikov," The woman sounded slightly scared and I made a note to wait till I knew who it was before growling like a jerk to anybody. This woman was obviously scared of me. "The meeting this morning won't be until nine o'clock and I was told to tell you so you wouldn't come here so early."

Great, I would have more time with Kat this morning and maybe she'd be able to forgive me.

"Thank you" I said, a little more politely and then the line went dead.

Chuckling, I closed the phone and put it in my pocket. I at least tried to be nice to her so it wasn't my fault and it hadn't been me the one hanging up so abruptly. Whistling happily I made my way into the kitchen and smelled the fabulous aroma of eggs and bacon, my favorite. I walked in and sat but then noticed that Kat wasn't there yet. I looked under the table, thinking that maybe she was trying to hide from me because she was still mad but she wasn't there either.

I looked up, "Where's Kat?" I asked.

"Oh, I don't know," Her mother also looked around, startled when not finding her. "I thought she was with you in our room."

There were three plates already on the table waiting for us to eat but I couldn't eat knowing that my little girl wasn't here even if she would chastise me for not being home early last night. It just didn't feel right so I excused my self and went to her room. I walked slowly and silently, I knocked on the door but she didn't answer. Worried, I opened the door and peered inside, she was on her bed, her back to me and I sighed relieved.

I went in and sat next to her on the bed, by her even breathing I knew she was still asleep but I was leaving soon and wanted to spend some time with her before leaving. I brushed her hair from her face, carefully, and kissed her brow. I waited a second and watched her stir, then her eyes fluttered open and a smile spread across her face when she saw me. I smiled too, feeling bad for making her upset last night when I didn't come home early. I knew she must have gone to bed very sad and probably giving her mother a hard time so I decided that today I would do everything in my hands to come home early, at six like I was supposed to, and spend some more time with her.

"Daddy!" She squealed and sat up, hugging me tight to her much smaller body. I chuckled and then she pulled away. When I saw the scowl on her face I knew what was coming, she was still mad at me for coming late, again, and not seeing her before her bedtime. I sighed. "You promised to get here early, daddy, and you didn't" Her lower lip quivered and, alarmed that she might start crying, I pulled her close to me for another hug.

"I'm sorry kitten," I began, using her nickname that I'd given her a long time ago, knowing that she loved it and would probably forgive me easily. Because the last thing I wanted was to upset her over something that was very much my fault. "I had to work late last night, but today I promise to get here early." She looked at me questioningly, trying to find out if I was saying the truth or not. "I don't have a meeting till nine o'clock and I'll some home for lunch and then back at six. We'll have plenty of time together today" A second later she smiled, the grin that made her look so much like… Her, and my breath caught in my throat.

She must have seen my pained expression because then she put a hand to my cheek and as fast as the pain came from the painful memory of her, the pain faded away, slowly, making me wonder how that was possible with a simple touch. She had a look on her face, as if she were concentrating on something very hard, a prickle of sweat just above her brow sliding down. I was too shocked to do anything for a moment because the swirl of thoughts in my head were too much, the memory of Lissa healing me five years ago when I woke up from the coma. I remembered the look on her face, the absorption she was is in and yet the happy smile of using Spirit.

Horrified for what I'd seen and scared that I was right about the fact that my daughter might be a Spirit user, I crushed her to my chest in a tight embrace. I could not bare that thought, my own daughter having to struggle with that abnormal talent for the rest of her life, she couldn't suffer that. I didn't want her to have to struggle with that, I'd seen Adrian, Lissa, both of them always struggling from what it took them to be able to live a normal live. Lissa still suffered from the darkness, sometimes, and when she didn't I imagined that it was because Her took it from her even if she wasn't here. Adrian didn't get drunk anymore, but I knew that it took him a great deal of courage to overcome the darkness, even when he didn't use it often.

I Looking down at the innocent face of my daughter, I couldn't fathom her looking or behaving like Ms. Karp, the woman that used to teach a couple of years ago at the Academy. Lissa once told me about Ms. Karp and that she'd become Strigoi in order to get rid of the awful Spirit effect. And if she'd done that, then that meant that the effects were even worst that I'd thought, than I'd seen in Her or Lissa when we were back at the Academy. My daughter couldn't end up like any of them them.

"Daddy! What's wrong?" Kat's voice snapped me out of it and I let go of her a little, still holding her at arms length.

"When did you learn to do that? How… did Lissa tell…" She cut me off by laughing.

I was still surprised and angry at my self for not noticing it before, it would be my fault if something happened to Kat.

"I didn't learn anything… I… Daddy why are you looking at me like that? I didn't mean to hurt you and if I did I'm sorry." She looked so sad and regretful that I felt bad for talking to her so harshly. I knew she had just been trying to help but if she could already heal… I just didn't know what to do.

"Kat" I began, not really knowing what to say. Was I supposed to explain to her everything or just telling her to be careful? "You didn't do anything wrong" Relief crossed her angelic features and I felt a little more confident. "I just… since when can you do that? Heal, I mean." She looked puzzled.

"Is that what is called? Heal?" I nodded. "I didn't know but I… I don't know since when, I just know that it feels… so… great." She straightened and crossed her legs beneath her. "Daddy, it makes me feel so happy and when I saw you like that, kind of in pain, I thought that it would be ok." She tilted her head to one side. "You don't want me to keep doing it?"

"No" It came out harsher than I'd intended and she flinched. "No," I said a little more gently, "Its dangerous and if you can avoid it please do it." She seemed to understand and nodded.

"Ok, Daddy, I won't do it again if I don't have to." The seriousness in her voice made me realize that she sounded a lot like me, Kat's mother had told me that many times, and that I took everything too seriously.

I smiled and tried to relax. "We'll talk more later, now we have to go because breakfast is served." I was relieved to see the big smile spread across her face, relieved that this had been delayed for later, I scooped her up into my arms and carried her all the way to the kitchen.

As soon as we went in she jumped from my arms and ran all the way to Tasha's arms that were already spread wide open, waiting for her. I smiled at both of them and took my seat right next to Tasha, Kat sat next to her mom too.

"Mommy, I want to go to play with Rory" Kat announced and I flinched a little when she called Tasha, mommy, its not that I didn't like it, I did, but Kat didn't know she wasn't her mom. I regretted lying to my own child about who her mother was, but it was out of the question to tell her the truth. It wouldn't do any good because she wasn't here anyways.

"Of course, I'll call Lissa and ask her if she's going to be there with you and the girls or if its Christian." Tasha answered and Kat nodded.

I ate in silence, wondering what I should do about my daughter. She was too young to understand how important it was for her to stop using magic, that her sanity and life might depend on it, and I couldn't just tell her that because it would frighten her.

"Daddy!" I looked at my daughter.

"Yes?"

"What can I do to help you get home early?" Her sweet voice made me smile.

"You don't have to do absolutely anything. I already said that I'll be home by six and that is for sure, so don't worry." I kissed my daughter and Tasha's cheek as I stood up and then rinsed my plate.

"Ok," Kat said and began bouncing up and down around the kitchen.

Tasha came over and stood beside me, "You better come early or else she will be very upset." She murmured in my ear so Kat wouldn't hear.

"I know but I will be here, I'm going to leave someone else in charge of patrolling and reinforcing the wards, so don't worry" I kissed her and placed my arms around her waist. Just then my cell phone had to ring.

We pulled away and I looked at the text, it was from John, a friend of mine.

U have to get over here, now

I sighed, "I have to go, John says he wants me there now" I said and she nodded.

"You going already?" Kat pouted.

"Yes, but I promised you to get here early" I kissed her forehead and left.

From the reviews you guys left I know that many of you are upset. specially about what i said yesterday, reffering to erin85. I want to clarify what I meant yesterday. When i said the 'let me tell you' wasn't for your friend Cathleen. Those were for other people in general and I didn't mean to offend her or you or anybody else who doesn't like where my story is going. You are right about being upset because it is true that writing good reviews means getting good reviews, it does work both ways. i just want you guys to see all of this from my POV. Some of you say that this stuff of Dimitri and Tasha hooking up is getting old, it is, i mentioned it before, but every story uses that differently. for example, I'm not making anyone be with anyone against their will. Dimitri is with Tasha because of his daughter and because of the fact that he has feelings for her. While they're not as strong as those for Rose and that he's confusing love for gratitude is my point. I'm not making Dimitri a heartless person and it is true that in the books he did reckless things in the name of the love he had for Rose. Rose is the woman he loves, I didn't change that. dimitri is only hurt and confused, not heartless and faithless. If he lost faith in Rose was because of the letter. Wouldn't any of you also lose faith in someone, even if you really love them, if they leave so suddenly and withouth facing you? I know I would. you also stop trusting them. when you are hurt you are kind of blind to the truth, that is what's going on in my story. Just try to read between the lines and have an open mind. What I do when I don't like something in a fanfic because of X I clear my mind of any other story like that that I've read and keep reading to know where it leads. Please don't get upset about dimitri and Tasha being together, Tasha deserved her shot with Dimitri because we all know that in the books that will never happen. And Dimitri is not heartless in my story. He's grateful for what Tasha did by helping him with her daughter and all that. I'll post DPOV when he found the letter in another chapter and you'll see what happened. But for now i can't because then you would see his POV too feminine.

Another matter is the fact that Rose left her baby. How could she do that? Well, that's easy, to protect her daughter. What would you rather do? some of you are parents. Would you have rather risk telling Dimitri and then not finding a solution or would you have gone the safer route of leaving in peace knowing that your daughter would be better taken care of? Dimitri is strong, he is just trying to move on, or at least that's what he thinks, for the sake of his daughter. He also wants the best for her.

Like LastSacrifice4U said, the whole point of fanfic is to write the stories how you picture them or wanted it to be? I believe that some of you, like me, were upset for the fact that Adrian is Rose's boyfriend in SP and yet, you didn't hate the series because of that. i admit that I didn't like that because we all know that Rose and Dimitri belong together, but Adrian now had his chance with Rose, it was only fair knowing that it wouldn't go any further than that. It's like with Tasha. She's having her opportunity with Dimitri now that he thinks he's in love with Rose. Because i believe that many of you noted that he still remembers her even if its with resentment. But remember that between hate and love there's only one step. Or something like that.

I want to thanks Vaena for her idea. Even though its a good one, I don't think I'd be able to write Mel's POV in The Host. It would be too complicated to get into someone's mind whose trapped in her own head. And I want to write my story in Wanda's POV so its a love story between her and Ian. I love Ian. He's such a great guy.

All of you guys are still welcome to tell me your ideas for my story The Host. Please do because I'm going crazy not being able to come up with ideas.

Review and don't forget that I love all of you for reviewing even if its to tell me that you don't like the story. I still adore the reviews because you tell me what you like and dont like.