Outtake: Alisa's Arrival

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RPOV

Have you ever thought one thing for your entire life only to realize you were living in complete denial? My name is Rose Hathaway and for a long time I convinced myself that I would never want to be a mother. One because I'd be no good at it, two because my life would be short and brutal and three because I did not want to be woken up in the middle of the night by a screaming poop monster. All that completely changed one day when my best friend gave birth to her sons. I had happily gone through the morning sickness with her, the cravings, the sore back and feeling bloated. I could actually feel her babies kick and move. It was an incredible experience and I enjoyed every minute of it. The pain of the birth was nothing compared to other wounds I'd gotten battling Strigoi, but the immensity of the pain I felt afterwards was indescribable.

It was like having a limb surgically removed. Lissa was overjoyed as she coddled her baby boys and it took everything in me to hold it together long enough to make it home before collapsing in Dimitiri's arms. That was the first time I ever wanted to have a child of my own and the feelings only grew stronger as Sydney and Mia gave birth to their children. Dimitri asked me repeatedly if I regretted him not being able to father my child and I denied it vehemently. What he didn't know was that he was asking the wrong question. He never asked if I was upset at the fact that I could not conceive his child. I was. It made me feel like I'd failed as a woman and as a girlfriend or whatever it was that Dimitri wanted us to be.

The second time Lissa gave birth it nearly wrecked me and almost caused Dimitri and I to split up. I have no idea how he put up with me. It took nearly a year after Annemarie was born to feel even somewhat normal. I had to take a leave of absence from guarding when Lissa asked me to take the position of guardian for her children instead of her. She'd insisted that their lives were more important than her own and that I was the only one she would trust their lives to. I had a mental breakdown and scared the hell out of her. I'd been hiding my pain and grief from her so long and when I broke down and told her everything she held me in her arms while I sobbed and cried my heart out.

She told me to take some time to recover and after six months of rest and therapy I was able to accept her offer to be guardian to her children. I made sure she knew that I would still lay down my life for her as well. As time passed I tried to make the best of the cards I had been dealt. I did as my therapist suggested and enjoyed the little things in life. Dimitri and I started going on weekly dates. I made it a point to spend time with other Guardian women who did not have children due to infertility and or choosing the guardian lifestyle. I also began to enjoy the time I did spend with Lissa's kids as their fun Auntie Rosie who came over to play and spoiled them with cookies. All in all I'd learned to live my life without dwelling on what I considered my shortcomings. I tried to appreciate that I had two loving parents, a man who loved me and would do anything for me and the best friends a girl could ask for.

It was shortly before Christmas and my twenty-eighth birthday was approaching. Dimitri and I had managed to make it through our problems stronger than ever. He had been extremely supportive and patient with me through all of my breakdowns and we were finally in a good place. I was sitting on the floor wrapping the scarf I'd managed to knit for him courtesy of knitting lessons from Olena when we were in Baia, when there was a knock at the door. Lissa had been blocking me all day so I figured she was wrapping my presents so when I opened the door to find her standing there with a tiny baby in her arms to say I was stunned was an understatement.

"Hey, what's up and who is that little cutie?" I asked reaching out my finger stroking her soft cheek with my index finger.

She beamed at me and I could feel her excitement through the bond.

"Call Dimitri in here. He is home isn't he?" She looked anxious as she entered and sat on the sofa still cradling the baby in her arms.

"Uh yea he's home. I'll get him." I walked back to the bedroom where Dimitri was getting ready for his shift.

"Who was at the door?" he asked buttoning up his shirt.

"Lissa. She wants to see both of us." He nodded taking my hand following me into the living room. He looked confused as the baby Lissa was holding was not hers and she was barely a few days old from the looks of it.

"Lissa," Dimitri greeted her. She was fighting hard to control herself and it was starting to get on my nerves.

"Liss what did you come here for? You're anxiety is making me crazy," I told her.

"Do you remember that program I was telling you I wanted to start to help the orphaned dhampirs?" she asked. I nodded vaguely remembering her writing up a proposal to start up some sort of adoption process. She'd had a little trouble with the red tape and I thought it had been put on the back burner for a while.

"Well this is our first orphan," she said pulling a pacifier out of her bag and giving it to the baby.

My heart contracted at the thought of that beautiful little girl being all alone in the world. A tear leaked out of my eye and I could feel Dimitri tense beside me. He put his arm around me protectively.

"What happened to her mother? She couldn't be more than a few days old."

She looked down at the floor. Her mother was Guardian Chase."

"What do you mean was? I just saw her last week. She was glowing." Dimitri's arms tightened around me as Lissa explained.

"There were complications and she asked them to save her baby instead of her," she choked out.

"She died?" I stammered.

"She passed shortly after the birth. She held her daughter though and begged that they find her a good home. She didn't want her to be raised at an Academy."

"That's what I would want," I told her. Guardian Chase was a wonderful Guardian and a close colleague. We'd worked together for years. It was hard hearing that after all the fights she'd won with Strigoi that she'd died of a medical complication.

"Thank you for letting us know about her death. Will there be services?" Dimitri asked. I knew he was sad at the loss of a fellow guardian as well. It was nice of Lissa to come and tell us in person.

"The service is being held Saturday. She has no relatives to speak of so it will just be her guardian friends and myself and Christian," she said.

"That's not why I came though."

"Did you need help with anything?" I asked feeling stupid for not asking sooner.

"No everything is covered although you might want to help me shop for a crib and some baby stuff," she said with a smile.

"Don't you already have every baby thing known to man?" I asked not getting why she would want another crib. She already had three.

"Yes, I do, but you don't," she said.

"Why would I need a crib?" I asked rolling my eyes.

"Because Rose, It's a girl!" she squealed rising to her feet placing the baby in my arms.

"What?" I cried looking down the squirming infant in my arms getting lost in her beautiful brown eyes. She was so perfect with her ten precious fingers and toes.

"She's yours," she told me.

"That is if you want her." She looked between Dimitri and I. My eyes met his and saw tears in them. He nodded and I took a deep shaky breath.

"She's our daughter?" I whispered stroking her soft skin.

"She's your daughter. All you have to do is say yes."

"Yes!" Dimitri and I both cried at the same time.

"Good, now let me get out of here. I need to get my guardians and go shopping. You'll need a crib, a changing table, diapers, clothes, milk, bottles, blankets, spit-up rags….," she rattled off a bunch more things, but we'd stopped listening. We were too focused on the most beautiful little girl in the world, our little girl.

True to form Lissa had everything delivered to our apartment by the end of the day. She had thought of just about everything.

"What should we call her?" Dimitri asked later that evening as we lay in bed with our daughter between us. We were both reluctant to let her out of our sight.

"I don't know. I've never really thought about names. It was too painful," I admitted biting my lip.

"What about naming her after Lissa?" he asked. "Ater all she is the one who brought her into our lives." I pondered his suggestion for a little while.

"Not to dis the Russians, but seriously you really think she looks like a Vasilisa?" I wrinkled my nose. I loved Lissa, but that wasn't really a name that would fit our baby.

He laughed. "Well what about Alyssa? We could call her Lissa for short. Or we could call her Melissa," he suggested.

"Oh no, not Melissa," I cringed at the name I had used in therapy to refer to Lissa.

"I've got it. It's still Russian and it will work. It's a beautiful name."

"What?" I asked eager to hear what he had to say.

"Alisa," he replied spelling it for me.

"Alisa," I repeated while gazing at her rosy cheeks.

"It fits and we can still call her Lissa for short," I agreed happily. I suggested Adriana for a middle name because after Lissa, Adrian was my best friend. Dimitri agreed that it fit.

"What about a last name?" he asked. While I would have loved to make her a Hathaway, the fact remained that I'd consistently turned down his marriage proposals and in doing so denied him from giving me his name. He would be the best father out there and it was only fitting that she bear his name.

"Alisa Adriana Belikova," I said with a smile. Shock registered on his face. He'd been so sure I'd want to give her my name. I knew he would have agreed to it if that is what I wanted, but it was my turn to give him some support after everything he'd done for me. I owed him that and so much more.

"Are you sure Roza?" he asked in awe.

I nodded. "Yea, she looks like a Belikova," I told him.

"Thank you," he whispered kissing me softly on the lips.

"Are you happy my love?" he asked stroking my hair softly.

"So happy," I told him. "I love you so much."

"I love you too Roza."

We fell asleep that night hand in hand in hand with our beautiful girl between us. We were finally a family.

THE END

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