I put a few Russian words in this chapter, here's the translations.
Grandmother- бабушка
Dad- папа
Grandaughter- внучка
Daughter- дочь
Chapter 9.
Anastasia's POV
Russia in the winter time was beautiful, but then again Russia's was beautiful year round, папа was so lucky to have grown up here. It was the day before Christmas, we had arrived late due to bad weather mom was furious. We had been driving for an hour through the back country. Mom had insisted we go straight from the airports to house. бабушка I loved being at her house, it was always filled with family and always smelled of home cooked food. Our Aunt Karolina's daughter Nikole, along with Aunt Sonya's son Mikeal were waiting for us when we got there.
"Anna, Bashton you're here." they came running and gave us hugs. They were both older then us by at least ten years, but they we're the only family members we had close to our own age.
"What no hugs for uncle Dimka." папа said as he, mom, and dad came up behind us. They hugged the both of them and then we all headed in the house. бабушка was in the kitchen baking black bread I assumed, Viktoria and Karolina were in the kitchen Karolina was holding a little baby, aunt Viktoria's baby girl. "-hello mamma-" dad said, grandmamma, Karolina, and Viktoria, turned to face us.
"-Oh my loves- it had been to long since I've seen you all, and Lord Ivashkov what a pleasant surprised. But I knew you would be joining us at some point." grandmamma said.
"Wait you knew to бабушка, about Adrian being my father?" I asked.
"Of course Anastasia, a grandmother knows her grandchildren, but it did not make you love you any less. Like Dimka I always planned to treat you as I would your brother." бабушка told me, and I hugged her.
"Who's this little cutie?" Bashton asked playing with the baby in aunt Karolina's arms.
"This is you baby cousin Rozalinda." Viktoria said. She took the baby from Karolina's arms and handed her to my mom. "I named her for you, you helped me a lot when I was younger, you taught me that there was another life outside this. It took being hurt by her father to realize it though." she hugged mom and then they sat down at the table and feel into conversation.
Mikeal, can you and Paul help me, Bashton and Adrian get the bags in the house." They all walked out to the car and I went and sat over in the corner. I pulled my knees up to my chest and looked out the window.
"What is wrong внучка?" бабушка asked walking over to join.
"My whole life's been this secret, and I was okay with it at first, but know it seems like everyone knew but me. I just don't who I am anymore." I told her.
"You are my внучка, Anastasia Marie Belivok-Ivashkov. You are a strong guardian, who may one dad pass up her parent's. You are Adrian's daughter, and you are my Dimka's дочь. You are still the same Anna, and I want you to know that," she tilter my head up so I was looking at her, "Я люблю тебя несмотря ни на что, моя внучка." I love you no matter what, my granddaughter. I smiled up at her and then wrapped my arms around her in a hug.
"I love you бабушка." I said.
"I love you too, now go get your bags and get ready for bed, tomorrow is our celebration."
The next morning I woke to the smell of бабушка cooking, I fallowed the smell downstairs and found her in the kitchen with mom. They were working on our Christmas breakfast. I walked over to the kitchen table and took a seat.
"Merry Christmas, Anna." mom said turning around to look at me. "We'll eat as soon as everyone else get's up." I nodded. Dad came in the kitchen a few moments later.
"Merry Christmas my little dmphire." he said kissing me on the head. "Rose could I speak with you in the living room?"
"Sure Adrian." Mom fallowed them into the living room and бабушка came to sit at the table with me.
"Sometime's I think your mamma still loves him." she said, and I looked at her in shock. "Not that she doesn't love Dimka, but she will always have a special place for your father. He pick her up when she thought there was no hope for Demitri, he put the pieces back together, and he's the father of her child, a mother always hold a special place in her heart for the father of her children." I looked in the other room at my mother and father. They were talking, just talking, but the way they looked at each other you could tell they'd been close before.
"Merry Christmas Anna, бабушка." Bashton came in and hug us. "I do believe everyone else is getting ready, so we should be able to start soon." he glanced toward the living room. "What's that all about?"
"I don't know, dad must have to leave early or something." I told him.
Moments later the kitchen was filling with my family, бабушка announced breakfast and we all sat down and ate. It was the first time we all had a chance to really talk and find out what was going on with everyone. Nikole and Mikeal had been selected to guard a higher up Mori who was relocating to Russia, and Paul had started working at court. After we had finished eating we went into the living room and opened presents. It was funny watching everyone try to squeeze themselves into бабушка small living room. When presents were opened we all sat in the living room listening to папа and his sister's talk about their childhood.
"I hate to interrupt this family time," Dad said standing from his seat. "but my mother has asked that I come see her before the Christmas season is entirely over." he told everyone. "She was hoping you would come to Anna, I won't make you if you'd rather stay here." I looked around at my family, all of them wearing understanding smiles.
"I'll go." I said.
I said good-bye to my family an hour later, and then me and dad were on our way back to court. I was somewhat upset that I was leaving one half of my family behind, but that was something that I would have to deal with now. Dad seemed distracted on the way to the airport, it was as if he wasn't telling me something.
"Is something wrong dad?" I asked as we boarded the plan.
"You grandfather will be at the Christmas dinner we're going to." he told me sliding down in his seat. "I'm sorry I didn't tell you, but I thought if you knew you wouldn't come, and he claims he want's to fix things. How much truth there is in that I don't know, but it should make for an interesting dinner." he chuckled. "If you'd rather go back it's not to late."
"I'm still going, Nathan Ivashkov doesn't scare me, if he want's to apoligize and make things right he can. However the moment he down talks my mother, or any other guardian I'm heading for aunt Lissa's." I told him.
"I doubt that, your to much like your mother to just walk away, you'll probably get up and deck him in the face. Luckily for you, your godmother is in charge and you won't get in too much trouble." he said smiling at me.
"I'm starting to think you're hoping for a fight." I laughed.
"Like I said this could be an interesting dinner."