A/N

Thanks For all your reviews.

First and foremost, I'm sorry if this story isn't living up to expectations. In my mind, this story was going in a different direction.

Secondly, thank you for sharing your opinions with me whether they are good or bad.

And thirdly, thank you to all the loyal readers especially Kazzo96… who was supposed to be my beta… but I'm a very impatient person and if I finish a chapter I'm like… POST! And yeah. Sorry about that… maybe the next story lol.

Also, Sorry for this abrupt ending. I might re-write it in the future but for now, this is it.

10 years later…

RPOV

This wasn't how it was supposed to end. I was supposed to be happy with some Moroi man with plenty of children to go around. I was supposed to be Lissa's guardian.

Instead, here I was ten years later next to the love of my life and our newborn adopted daughter.

Life has been tough. Lots of name calling and hurt reputations. People called Dimitry too "rapey" or some shit like that. Oops… I'm trying to control my language around my daughter… It's not working very well.

When we came back from our little vacation things only got worse. Since Dimitri quit escorting he had a lot less money which was fine… until they came for us. Russian mobsters showing up on your doorstep is not the kind of thing you need. Thank God for lissa. She saved our asses that day.

Ever since then, Dimitri was offered another position from another Russian mobster known as Zmey. What kind of name that is... I don't know. Dimitri was used as a special agent on some weekends to eliminate threats all over the world. Whether they be strigoi or other gangs. He liked this. Although I worried about his safety all the damn time. Here I am cursing again…

This year, however, He finally paid off his father's debt. Zmey made sure those idiots didn't make up any more figures for us to pay. This is the reason I'm holding a baby girl in my arms. I never thought I'd say this but… I love kids. Dimitri and I haven't settled down by all means. We just decided to take a year or two off and raise our daughter. Sure, if anything comes up and we must guard then we will.

Did I mention that Dimitri and I are married? HA! I never thought I'd say that either. After two years of living through everyone's bullshit rumors, we decided to finally make it something to gossip about.

FLASHBACK

"Soooo… comrade…. What the hell are we doing in Russia in the middle of nowhere?"

He laughs at me shaking his head knowingly at me, "I said it was a surprise, Roza."

I hate surprises.

We hike up this mountain for a long ass time and finally, we are at a meadow.

"wow, comrade. This is beautiful!" I laugh into the warm air and look around me. I can see for miles.

I turn around to face him, "You really made me hike all the way-

I stop short because he's on one knee with a tiny black box in his hands.

"Roza, from the first time I laid eyes on you I knew I wanted you. Not just as another woman in my bed, but as a woman in my heart, mind, and soul. I told you two years ago that I wanted to marry you someday. Today is that day.

Roza, will you do me the honor and become my wife?"

He told me later that he only went to Russia because he needed to get his grandmothers ring (who I might add… is mental).

We had a little wedding in Russia with all our close friends and family. We later had our honeymoon at the same beach house where we first made love. It was perfect.

Now that everything is said, I think-

Knock-knock-knock

"Dimitri someone's at the door!" I yell as I finish feeding Alina Alyona Belikov. Dimitri walks past me pressing a kiss to my forehead before answering the door.

I get up slowly not to disturb Alina and follow him to the door. Maybe it's Lissa.

Instead, it's the Zmey.

"Dimitri what a-

He cuts off as he glances at me with Alina in my arms.

"no one told me I was a grandfather!" he yells outraged.

"What are you talking about Zmey," Dimitri asks.

"I guess I should have told you this earlier Rosemarie… but I'm your father"

I sit there stunned, "You're WHAT!"

The End

Sorry for any grammar and such.