Ohhh last chapter! Maybe... ;) lol actually one more?... For more drama! :D Or not... We'll see by the end of the chapter.
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"Oh oh oh! Oh no! Oh no!" Rose panted.
Dimitri came into the living room, running.
"What is it Rose?" he asked her.
"Eeeek!" was all she said. He frowned not getting it yet.
"Why are you panting like a dog?" one more look at Rose and he realized she was going into labor. He dropped everything, no knowing what to do. He ran back and forth.
"Just grab the damn bag! and lets go!" she growled as another contraction hit her.
"Right!" he grabbed their stuff and took her into the car, driving her to the hospital.
He burst in, demanding a doctor.
"Sir you'll have to-" he interrupted the nurse.
"My wife is going into labor, so no I will not wait!" he lied a little. They weren't together, neither of them wanting to admit their feelings to each other. But a month ago Dimitri had asked her if Ivan could have his last name, Rose agreed, to his surprise.
Rose was taken away from his arms, and he used that time to call his parents.
Rose had been introduced to them after she was released from the hospital. Everything had been explained to them, much to Rose's dislike. Olena, his mother had agreed not to say anything.
Olena liked the girl, even if she didn't at first. But after really getting to know her, Olena and her husband had grown close to her.
They were both excited to see their nephew.
Dimitri was in the room with her, waiting for his parents, they arrived an hour later, but not alone. With them was Daniella and Nathan Ivashkov. Her heart stopped, almost bursting out of her chest.
Her first reaction was to scream.
"Aunt, uncle, what are you doing here?" Dimitri demanded of them and his parents. He was at Rose's side at once holding her hand, while she panted.
Daniella and Nathan didn't miss that action.
They held their head up high. "Don't think of telling the hospital to kick us out, we'll give a little donation," Daniella's words were cold and crisp. Indicating, what she already knew. They were rich and powerful. She was not.
"Yes well, we wouldn't want any bad things from Adrian leaking out. Not from a Belikov," Dimitri's tone matched hers. She also knew what that meant, they all did.
Dimitri was at the top now, his word is much more credible.
"You wouldn't..." Nathan said.
"Try me."
"We'll fight for our baby," Daniella threatened Rose, who was silent.
"No you won't."
Nathan and Daniella left her room, defeated, but not done yet.
They were never done.
The Ivashkov's never backed down.
When they left Olena apologized repeatedly. "She said all she wanted was to talk! I swear!" Rose shook her head frustrated. "It's fine." Her tone was final and they knew not to fight anymore.
Dimitri's father really looked at Rose then. Her dark hair, tanned skin, brown eyes, her personality... It all reminded him of an old friend. Abe Mazur.
But it couldn't be, yet it was. Her father was the crook of the century, a client of the firm's. He wondered if he should tell Abe. Rose was of age now, but he knew he should speak to her first.
Now was the time...
... He thinks. He doesn't know the wrath of Rose Hathaway though.
"Rose, maybe now is not the time, but," he started.
"You think? I mean, a boy of maybe 7 pounds is bursting from my vagina." Everyone's eyes widened, even Dimitri's. Okay, so Rose's vulgar side was coming out. It was a side no one saw now a days.
She hadn't been that vulgar since... Adrian and his lessons on being a lady. Something she'd hated a lot. She wasn't a lady, she had practically grown on the streets.
"Sorry, just wanted to know if you know who your father is..."
Rose's eyes burned with anger.
"No I do not know who that bastard is, nor do I want to."
So, telling Rose hadn't worked out. He should tell Abe then...
"Argh! do you know how much this hurts? No of course not why do I ask? I hate him, but he's dead now-" she yelled in pain at someone to stop it.
Instead she was told this: "Push!" She wanted to rip someone's head off, she wanted to die.
"Don't tell me what to do!" she screamed at the nurse who had never seen anyone like her.
"Push!" she was told again.
"Fuck you! Tell me to push once more and I will get all of Sparta, Chainsaw Massacre, and Chucky on you!" She screamed once more.
And with that scream and that sentence, Ivan Adrian Belikov Hathaway was born.
Dimitri caught the umbilical course, and it wouldn't be the last time either.
Ivan cried, to any other person it would be annoying, but to Rose it was music to her ears.
Ivan was handed to her, the whole world went away then, Ivan was still bloody, even kinda smelled bad, yet to Rose Hathaway a proud mother, Ivan was the most beautiful thing.
She kissed him on his small forehead, and he quieted down. He grabbed her pinky and squeezed it. She looked up for the first time to look at Dimitri's face. He too seemed proud. "Thank you," she whispered to him, crying silently. She motioned him closer, and he complied. She grabbed his hand, tightening the grip.
She knew Ivan had been worth the fight.
No one ever saw the man enter the room. He was tall, and despite the weather, he was wearing a black tuxedo, a lime green shirt underneath, a scarf around his neck, and a pocket tissue of the same color, and lets not forget the golden chains.
He looked at the scene before him. No one either saw the lone tear that leaked from his left eye. It'd been years since he last shed a tear. And both times had been for the two and only women in his life.
Seeing this perfect picture, he didn't know if he could ruin it, make himself present in a picture he didn't belong in.
Yet, could he leave his daughter again?
The answer was simple:
No.
But now was not the time to come back, he would though. He would make himself known in the life of his daughter Rose, and his grandson. He would make amends.
Something he couldn't do while Janine was alive.
Dimitri leaned in, kissing Ivan too, wiping away the tears from Rose's eyes. Olena and her husband, Viktor, were waiting for them. They couldn't interrupt this special moment.
Rose stared into the wonderful eyes of the man who had helped so much, in return for nothing. God, she loved him more than she had loved Adrian. They were meant for each other.
How could Dimitri not love this wonderful woman?
How could they not fall for each other, if they were two lost souls who had now found their place in life.
Their lips meant, sparks went out flying, and it seemed time stopped for a while, and it was just them.
She pulled away, afraid she'd done something wrong.
"I love you," he whispered.
Her heart almost melted. He'd been there for her when no one else had, in a way no one had either.
She answered him with same words.
"I love you too."
She thought that was all that would be said, but she was wrong. Dimitri had pulled the guts to tell her something else.
Rose had come in and saved him, saved from his self. He was lost before her, so hurt, guilty. Both had gone through similar things yet, Dimitri hadn't been as strong, the death of his brother had been greater than the death of Ivan.
But now he was safe.
Safe and truly happy.
"Marry me?"
There's no doubt in it.
She is Dimitri's angel.
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The end! Thats it, maybe one day I'll pull the guts and write a sequel after I'm done with all my stories, so stay tuned
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