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Chapter 21

Eleven Months Later

One week. I have one week left until the wedding. Oh. My. God. Nope, I'm not stressing out. I'm totally not stressing out. I'm calm, cool and collected. The women around me, however, are very much stressed hence, making me stressed as well.

It's not like they haven't been planning this at all. Nope. We left Russia a few days after telling them the truth and from then onwards, Dimitri's and my phone have been ringing off the hook. His sisters and mother have been nagging in my ear, yes, mine since Dimitri thinks it's a woman's job to worry and do the planning. Yeah, right. Bugger just wanted to escape. So much for "I'll always be there for you." Honestly, once the phone rings, WHOOSH! And he's gone. Which is exactly why whenever my phone rings, I would ignore it on purpose. Hence, they have no other option than to call Dimitri. *Cue sadistic laugh*

FLASHBACK

It was the end of the day and Dimitri and I were about to retreat into our room for some much needed sleep. Yes, I literally mean sleep since we haven't been getting any. It's not that we hadn't had a chance to sleep…it's just that we've been…say, busy.

He was in the bathroom when my phone started ringing. Not wanting him to know that I'm going to let them call him, I had the phone on silent. Ah, the man who created the silent mode is a genius.

My phone rang continuously for a few minutes until they finally gave up. Dimitri's phone in the bathroom rang loudly, probably left his phone in his pocket or something. Come on people, being guardians, we have to have our phone close at all times in case of emergency.

He picked up the call and screamed for me from inside the bathroom. "Rose! It's for you!"

Silence.

"Rose!"

More Silence.

"ROSE!" He came out of the bathroom, fully clothed. Damn.

"WHAT?"

"Mama and my sisters want to talk to you." He passed me the phone.

I sighed and answered it. "I'm tired and sleepy. Go talk to Dimitri, BYE!" I ended the call, knowing very well that they would call Dimitri again immediately.

I passed the phone back to Dimitri, threatening to accidentally on purpose drop it into the toilet bowl if he didn't take it back. He took it unwillingly and answered the call. All I heard was "Hello?...No but- She's not really aslee- But- Isn't it traditionally a woman's jo- Please let me- WHY?" Silence. My bet is that Viktoria threatened him. Well, my mother did teacher her a thing or two on handling the male species and she decided to use her new found talent on her dearest brother.

Dimitri's eyes grew wide and he sighed. "Alright, I'm listening." He gave up. SCORE!

He shot me a death glare but I gave him a quick kiss and laughed at his misery.

Not long after, I fell asleep. Two and a half hours later, I woke up with Dimitri snoring beside me. Thing is, the phone is still making annoying sounds. Bugger placed the phone beside my ear. Oh wait, those weren't sounds. They were still talking. I reluctantly took the phone, told them that they bored their brother asleep and that they could torture him again tomorrow. And to my happiness, they did.

END FLASHBACK

It's not like I could escape them anyway because if Dimitri and I don't pick up the calls, Lissa will be the one nagging the new information in my ear. Emphasis on the my.

His sisters demanded that we get a printer so that we could print whatever wedding material they've mailed us. Setting up the printer itself was the best though.

FLASHBACK

DPOV

"Dimitri, put the printer there and plug in all the wires." Rose ordered. I did as she said and booted up the computer as she entertained Viktoria on the phone.

After a few minutes, we were all hooked up and Rose was ordered to print something Viktoria mailed her. I laid on the bed as I heard the banter going on between them.

"I can't print it!" Rose complained.

Silence.

"Yes, it's all hooked." She bent over to check. "Yeah, it's hooked up…"

She turned to me, "You sure you correctly plugged in the individual wires to the correct places?"

I nodded.

"Yes, he did…It's still not working! ... I don't want to open the window, it's cold! … Oh you mean that window, okay… No, the light's not even blinking… Yes, I clicked print… I clicked it like five times already! Nothing's happening! … Yes, there's paper in the feeder… It's not even lit up! Stupid piece of- OH THERE'S AN ON BUTTON ON THE SIDE OF THE PRINTER! Okay, never mind, I got it."

I down right laughed at her.

END FLASHBACK

RPOV

I still hate that printer. Seriously, who places on buttons on the side where no one could see!

But Lissa has been absolutely amazing. She's still an understudy to the queen. Honestly, how long can the old hag live? I've been referring to her as " The Late Queen Tatiana." When asked, I simply say, "If I say it enough, it might actually happen."

Christian and Lissa plan to be married in a few months, which she is very excited about. It's amazing really, that I'll be the one getting married earlier than her. We've always guessed that it would be the other way around. Oh well, I guess it happens.

The past few months have been absolutely amazing. Lissa decided to have the wall between my room and the room beside mine demolished, thus combining the two rooms into a larger room for Dimitri to move in as well. He practically moved in anyway since we got back from Russia so Lissa thought, why not? I thanked her profusely. Bigger bed, larger space area and a bigger bathroom. Awesome.

Lissa, Christian, Adrian, Eddie, Dimitri and I are back in Russia now, back in Dimitri's home and it has officially turned into a madhouse. Okay, not so much of a madhouse but people are stressing out. What's even worse is that I've been having terrible cramps and threw up most of the time.

Everyone was starting to worry, with excuses varying from the stress of the wedding to pregnancy. To be honest, I've been suspecting it's pregnancy as well but it couldn't be possible…unless Lissa was the one expecting and all her motion sickness passed to be through the bond. Sure enough, we had to travel to a near-by 24 Hour mart that sold pregnancy tests.

Anyway, we bought pregnancy tests. Yes, as in plural. Why you ask? Because Lissa wanted to be sure and she can't pee on one or two or three sticks, she peed on five. And yes, she is, indeed, pregnant.

Lissa and Christian were over the moon. They were already thinking of names, how to decorate the nursery, planned ultrasound trips and all that. Oh yes. While the two of them were busy celebrating, I was stuck at the toilet bowl throwing up. Repeatedly. Not to mention the mood swings. I was mad at everyone one second and felt like bursting into tears the next. A few seconds later, I would be happy and jumpy like I was high on something.

We were all now sitting in the living room with Dimitri's sisters and the newest addition to the family, Sonya's little girl. She's absolutely adorable. She rarely cries, which is heavenly to our ears, and has been passed around ever since we got here. We've all carried her multiple times. She was so small, so fragile, so…so…I think I'm going to cry. Stupid mood swings.

I had a pail by my side, my head resting on Dimitri's shoulders. I was tired from all the throwing up and the mood swings and the stomach cramps.

"This is all your damn fault." I pointed to Christian.

"And yet, I'm loving the result." He answered, aware of what I'm blaming him for.

"Ughhh." I hated this throwing up feeling.

Christian laughed. "Well, with great penis, comes great responsibility." He wriggled his eyebrows.

I rolled my eyes and shot him the finger.

"Oh look! Rose is telling you that you're number one!" Adrian joked as everyone laughed.

Paul and his sister, Zoya, came running towards their mother, thankfully once I stopped showing the finger.

"Mama, can we get a pet hamster?" Paul asked.

Viktoria screamed. "No!"

"Why?" Paul groaned.

"Because your uncle Dimitri will kill it." She crossed her arms, giving Dimitri a death glare.

He raised his arms up in defense. "I swear it walked right into the vacuum!"

"I'm still not buying that story!" Viktoria argued back.

"Oh come on, it was leaving little raisin-like gifts all around the house!"

"Wait a minute, those weren't raisins?"

He nodded his head.

"Give me the pail, I think I'm going to throw up." I laughed and tucked the pail into my chest. "No way. Go get your own pail."

Once our laughter died down, Paul and Zoya were denied a pet and had frowns on their faces.

"But if you do get a pet, can I name it?" I pleaded.

"Rose, when we had a cat that one time, you named it Hoof." Lissa said.

"Hey, it was an awesome name."

"Only to make the joke, HOOF FARTED!" She folded her arms.

"Come on, tell me that isn't funny. Who farted, hoof farted? Get it?" I laughed and no one joined in.

"I think the crazy mood is kicking in." Adrian commented. I threw a pillow to his face.

"You have no idea how many names she came up with."

"I bet they're all stupid." Christian commented. He was right.

"You be the judge. We had two dogs named Pee Niss, I-vanna Tinkle and another cat named Passing Wind." Everyone chuckled. I rolled my eyes. Those were awesome names and I stand by it.

"Uncle Dimka, can I ask you something?" Paul innocently asked.

"Of course." Paul ran to fetch a book, probably one of Dimitri's old ones. It wasn't thick and it had a couple of pictures here and there. He flipped to a page and pointed to something. "What does this mean?"

Dimitri read it for a moment and his eyes widened. I leaned over to read it. On cue, I farted. "There. What I did was exactly what it means."

Dimitri pointed towards Adrian. "She's been around you too much."

~IGIH~

The preparations for the wedding have been an absolute torture. I have been poked, probed and pinched by Olena in that dress. I had pins in places pins should never be. Except for that one time when she poked my butt with a pin and I accidentally farted. She never poked any more pins back there ever again.

Every time I heard the word dress, I groaned. Well, except for the part when I got a picture of Christian in a dress, with boobs.

FLASHBACK

"Rose! Come here!" Lissa motioned for me. Oh crap.

"But I need her for measurements!" Olena reasoned with her so she would have me for the next few hours.

"But we really need Rose for the planning!"

"Lissa, I really need her. It's not like there's someone in this house who just happen to magically appear and would have approximately the same height as Roza."

Just then, Christian walked in the room, eating a cookie. We all turned to him. Our questions have been answered. It's like he has a faint glow of white light around him. Nah, I picture him with horn and a pitchfork.

"What?" He asked, mouth full.

Olena and Lissa started at him for a moment, back at me and back at him. "He'll do. Come on, Christian." Olena motioned for him.

"Where are we going?" He asked, curious.

"Oh, you know. Just to help me with something important." Wise choice not telling him Olena, wise choice.

Christian shrugged and followed her anyway.

Oh, I have GOT to see this! I started following them until Lissa grabbed the back of my shirt.

"OH COME ON!" I complained.

"You can see him in your dress later, we have to go now." She pulled me away.

"You have absolutely no idea how hilarious and disturbing that sounds."

~IGIH~

After an hour or so, I practically ran to the spare room where I heard Adrian, Eddie, and Dimitri's booming laughter.

I dashed into the room to see the trio practically on the floor, doubling up in laughter as Christian had an annoyed face on him.

Bear in mind people that Olena hasn't altered the breast size so it looked big. To make it even more hilarious, she had to place balloons in them to make the measurements slightly more accurate.

In other words, I'm looking at Christian, in a wedding dress, with boobs.

"HAHAHAHAHA! TELL ME SOMEONE TOOK A PICTURE OF THAT!" I screamed in laughter.

Adrian wave his phone around. It's his new wallpaper.

"This is PRICELESS!" Eddie exclaimed.

"Are you people done now?" Christian asked, annoyed.

"Hey, Christian, boxers or briefs? Oh wait, that's right, PANTIES!" I joked while laughing. That made everyone laugh even harder as Christian groaned louder.

"I think that explains the pony T-shirt he owns." Eddie deduced.

"It's not a pony, it's a STALION." Christian groaned.

"Sureeee it is, Christina."

"Alright, that's enough." Olena tried to bring Christian out of his misery.

END FLASHBACK

Dimitri's sisters, Lissa and the guys had to do their measurements too but they did theirs at a near-by tailor. As usual, Adrian flirted with the tailor's assistant.

"What size are you?" She asked.

"I've never had any complaints." He winked. Cue disgusting thoughts.

"I was talking about your shoe size."

"Of course." Wink.

The girl ignored him as everyone rolled their eyes.

~IGIH~

We're at the clinic now, for Lissa's appointment. She demands for an appointment. I think the hormones are starting to affect her too. Nonetheless, she demanded for an appointment, I guess to see if there really is a baby or if the pregnancy tests were all faulty. Christian, Dimitri and I are accompanying her. Eddie's staying home to babysit Adrian from the big bad not-so-bright, Strigoi.

I stayed outside in the waiting room with Dimitri, after checking that the doctor doesn't have red eyes of course, while Christian entered with Lissa.

Dimitri and I sat on the uncomfortable white plastic chairs they provided and I leaned against him, placing my head on his shoulder. "Do you think we'll ever be here again?" I asked.

"Of course. You didn't expect Lissa and Christian to come here unguarded, do you?" He replied like it was the most obvious thing in the world. Well, to an extent, it is.

"What I mean is, coming here…just the two of us." I clarified.

He was silent. We know very well that the possibility of that happening was… hold on, I need my fingers … zero.

"Roza…" He said softly, reaching up to stroke my hair.

"I know, I know. But it doesn't hurt to dream now, does it?" I smiled.

"No. It doesn't."

And now I feel bad. I wanted to cry. I felt guilty and useless and…and…DAMN THESE MOOD SWINGS. A tear escaped and Dimitri wiped it away, pulling me to his lap. He rocked me gently as I whispered, "I'm sorry."

I felt him take in a deep breath as he stroked my hair and finally said, "Don't be. Don't ever be sorry. I love you, I have you and that's more than enough for me. It'll be nice to have kids, an added bonus but if that means that I can't have them with you, then I don't want to have them at all. I have you, and that's all I need. It's not perfect, nothing is, but it's close."

I looked up at him and beamed. He's right. It's not perfect, but it's close.

I REPEAT, THIS IS THE SECOND LAST CHAPTER.

LAST CHAPTER WILL BE UP DURING THE WEEKEND, Which would be Saturday for you guys in the US since i'm planning to update it on Sunday morning...I'm in Asia, we have about a 12 hour difference? Approximately that is. In Australia, I think Sunday. Hahah my brain's not working now.

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