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7 months later

Viktor was a very good dancer. As Ed Shereen's song Perfect played, his hand rested behind my back, but he was determined not to ruin my wedding dress. It was long and flowing with floral lace up the back and sleeves. My curls were tied back into a long beautiful braid with white flowered pins peppered from top to bottom.

It didn't take very long like I had thought to get this wedding together. Everyone seemed ready for it to happen, and knew I wanted it simple, just us and our loved ones. Aunt Alicia paid for everything. Rocky walked me down the aisle and gave me away. How crazy was that, a Balboa gives a Creed away to a Drago.

Viktor wore his father's suit that he said he would have married my aunt in had he had the chance. The ceremony was just as it should. Ivan found a priest to marry us in the mountains and no fights broke out. No one was angry or scowling at anyone. There were no titles here today, only family.

It was only us on the dance floor for our first dance. The mountains looked down on us in all their beauty. Viktor and I didn't have too many friends so we let our family invite some of their friends. Viktor spun me around once and I smiled as he caught my hands immediately.

"Perfect?" he asked. I nodded.

"So very perfect." I replied leaning up and kissing him lovingly and he returned it.

"Now our lives can be again." he said against my lips as he moved his hand to my large stomach. "All three of us." I smiled against his lips placing my hand over his as well. We would be expecting our son, Luca, in two months. We smiled and kissed each other one more time before letting our foreheads lull against one another enjoying the music around us.

"Baby I'm dancing in the dark, with you between my arms. Barefoot on the grass listening to our favorite song, I have faith in what I see. Now I know I have met an angel in person and she looks perfect. I don't deserve this you look perfect tonight.

Once it ended Mariah Carey's song Always Be My Baby began to play and I looked around at the tables of people who had been watching our first dance. I waved them all to come and dance if they wanted. Adonis and Bianca were the first ones on the dance floor followed by many other family members of the training teams.

"You'll always be a part of me. I am part of you indefinitely. Boy don't you know you can't escape me. Ooh darling cause you'll always be my baby!"

Viktor held me gently to him and I just rested my chin on his chest enjoying the feel of his body against mine. I looked at my brother to see him smiling at Bianca and laughing. They looked at us and smiled at us two and we smiled back. Adonis continued to fight, keeping his title of the World Heavy Weight Champion. Bianca continued her music signing a record label.

Alexander had Amara on his lap, laughing and gently bouncing her on his arm. He could only stay for a few hours before having to return to America. I looked around for two other familiar faces. I could see Aunt Alicia walking into the hotel with Ivan beside her. Everyone was dancing and laughing and having a good time no one seemed to notice them. She was a in a beautiful pink dress with heals and her usual fabulous jewelry. Ivan was also in a black suit, shaven and doing well. He still trains Viktor to fight. He enjoyed the ring and wanted to stay in it hoping to be the best. Even though we keep dancing, Viktor and I both watch as Ivan takes hold of my Aunt Alicia's hand and bring it to his lips, kissing it I can assume.

"Another walk to rekindle their love." Viktor said, and I looked up at him wondering if he was concerned. But he wasn't worrying about it, so neither would I. I think it was time for them to have their happy ending as well.

Rocky was sitting at his own table with his son Robert and his girlfriend and their son, Logan. It was nice to have them all here. I know Robert moved away to get out of his father's shadow and I was glad he took a chance and went and saw them. The hatred has been broken between our two families. And as I looked into my husband's eyes, I saw life in them once more.

"What are you thinking about?" he asked curiously. I smiled and shook my head.

"That I am so lucky to have found you." I replied. He smiled wider before leaning in and kissing me lovingly.

Four months later

The sun wasn't up yet, but I can hear Luca starting to cry heavily from his nursery. I was used to his crying and I slowly sat and pushed myself from the large king size bed Viktor and I shared. I looked over to him, however he wasn't in the bed. Which he should have been because he trained all day yesterday and I knew he was exhausted when he came home. But I already knew where he was. I left the bedroom and moved down the hall.

He bought us a house and let me decorate it anyway I saw fit. I kept it very traditional. He had his own gym further down the hall as well. I made my way to the end of the hall, noticing a light peeking out of the nursery. The door was cracked and I slowly looked through it. There he was, Viktor as large as ever, only in boxers, holding our small baby in his arms as he cried heavily. He was fed and changed, so I guess these were just one of those nights he was crying. Viktor gently walked around the room shushing him.

"Shh it's okay little one. Don't cry. Please don't cry. Papa is here." he whispered not even stressed by Luca's wailing. "Papa will always be here." That seemed to quiet Luca down and Viktor gently kissed his forehead. I knew Viktor wanted to be a better father than his own. And I knew he would be. I just smiled at the scene gently opening the door as Viktor placed Luca back into his crib. I gently walked up behind him, putting my hand on his back. He looked at me with tired eyes.

"I was hoping not to wake you." he whispered and I shook my head.

"It's okay." I replied leaning in to look at our child. He had short black little curls and tan skin. He'd have Viktor's complexion I was sure of it. He was in a red and yellow onesie, on his back completely quiet as he slept.

"He is beautiful like his mother." he whispered causing me to smile.

"And strong like his father." I replied and he wrapped his arm around me pulling me into him.

"I never thought… I would be here in this moment." he replied smiling down at Luca. I nodded.

"Good things happen when you offer someone an umbrella." I replied. He looked at me with loving eyes before leaning down to peck my lips.

"Come." he said taking my hand and leading me quietly from the nursery. We moved back to our room and lied down together, the sky finally turning a light blue as the sun was on its way. I curled into him and he embraced me. We stayed like this for a moment breathing contently against each other.

"I love you, Mr. Drago." I whispered. He hummed in reply.

"And I love you, Mrs. Drago." he replied and we closed our eyes.

I'd like to think we were the better alternate version of Romeo and Juliet had they fought for their love. No… we were better than Romeo and Juliet. We were Drago and Creed.

The End