My belated apologies for the ridiculous amount of time you have waited for this chapter. I had it finished months ago, but my laptop crashed and I hadn't backed it up and I kind of forgot about it with my other stories. So I am soooooo sorry! I hope you forgive me :)

This is the last chapter for this story, so enjoy !

Disclaimer: Vampire Academy is property of Richelle Mead, published by Penguin Group Razorbill. I in no way profit from this story and no copy write infringement is intended. I only own characters not recognized from the series.

Epilogue.

"Mommy, mommy!" I sat up in bed just as my four year old daughter launched her small body at me, a huge smile on her lips and giggling madly. "Save me from daddy!" she squealed as her daddy – my Russian God – came into the room, chasing her, his tickle hands at the ready.

My beautiful daughter, Izobella Vasilisa Belikov was a little miracle to say the least. I never knew it was even possible for me to get pregnant to another dhampir, but Dimitri and I had created this perfect child in an act of pure love and affection.

"Good morning moya lyubovʹ," he said, his bright dazzling smile shining brightly as he kissed me softly on the lips.

''No daddy." Izobella slapped her father's hand. "My mommy." She pouted and wrapped her tiny arms around my neck in a possessive manner.

"Izolbella!" I scolded gently. "Don't hit daddy.'' Izobella gave me an adorable smile and turned to Dimitri.

"I'm sorry daddy," she cooed to her father. Dimitri's face lit up and he scooped our daughter into his arms and cuddled her tightly close to his chest. The sight of the sweet father/daughter moment practically melted my heart.

Izobella looked mostly like me, but she had her father's eyes and, although she had my long, lightly curled hair, it was the same colour as Dimitri's shoulder length hair.

Dimitri put Izobella back down on her feet. "Angel, why don't you go over to Aunty Lissa's and Uncle Christian's house and wait for mommy and daddy there?''

"Okay!" she called, already toddling her way out the door. Lissa and Christian lived next door to us and you could access their house through a door that separated the two homes. Lissa and Christian had been married for six months now and were expecting their first child in four months time.

Dimitri lay down beside me and pulled my body closer to his. ''How did you sleep love?" he asked, his fingers lightly tracing from just below my breast down to my hip. I shuddered in pleasure.

"Amazingly after this little one stopped kicking and went to sleep.'' I said indicating my growing stomach. Yes, I was pregnant again and we couldn't be happier. Dimitri smiled brightly and touched my swollen stomach.

"I love you,'' he whispered in my ear. ''And I love our children.''

I kissed him softly and then pushed him back. "Come on, Comrade. We need to get over to Lissa's before our little monster of a child drives her and Christian insane. Although, if she wants, she can annoy Christian." I added with a mischievous smile. Izobella was very much like me in her boisterous attitude but she was also extremely compassionate and gentle like her father. She got the best of both worlds really.

Dimitri, Izobella and I had breakfast at Lissa and Christian's house every Sunday morning, along with Adrian and his girlfriend of three years, Sydney Sage. Despite all the antagonism toward the young couple by the snobby royals around Court because of their scandalous Moroi/Human relationship, they were as close and in love as any couple. Sydney had taken a bit of time getting used to being mentally bonded with Adrian Ivashkov and having to share his every thought. But, eventually he had won over her heart and with his constantly sweet thoughts about her, and she had agreed to go on a dinner and movie date with him. He had cooked for her and they sat and watched The Hangover together. I hadn't thought it was the type of movie you watch on your first date with someone, but Sydney had loved it, and the rest, as they say, is history.

''I wonder when they'll get married,'' I mused out loud as Dimitri threw clothes over to me so I could get dressed.

''Hmm?" Dimitri turned around to look at me. His face was puzzled by my supposedly random words about marriage.

''Sydney and Adrian.'' I clarified for him. The thought of the two made me smile. The pregnancy thing made me a sucker for romance with my emotions and hormones on a high, but they really were the most adorable couple and I was excited for them to get married and hopefully one day have the cutest kids – with the exception of my own of course. I knew that Sydney wanted to have kids – she had told me this when she was babysitting Izobella for me one day. She was really good with the little girl, playing with her and taking care of her. Really, you couldn't ask for a better babysitter than Sydney or Lissa. I assumed that Adrian also felt the same about starting a family with his long-time girlfriend. He was amazing with Izobella. Adrian was most definitely her favourite uncle. Sometimes I wondered whether she only adored him so much because he was always buying her extravagant and expensive gifts for no apparent reasons. Adrian claimed that there was no point in having so much money lying around if he didn't use it on his two favourite girls – Izobella and Sydney. The most recent gift my young daughter had received from her uncle was a pure gold necklace with her name on it. The first letter was encrusted with white diamonds that glistened in the sun and looked perfect against her tanned skin. To say that Izobella loved her necklace would be the understatement of the century. It was her most treasured gift yet.

"It's not going to be an easy task, them getting married." Dmitri pointed out. "Especially with Tatiana on Adrian's case to leave Sydney and marry a girl who she thinks is 'worthy' of having the Ivashkov royal name." The way Dimitri said 'worthy' made it sound like a dirty word. Queen Tatiana despised the serious relationship between her great nephew and the alchemist. She always went out of her way to ignore Sydney's presence if they were ever in the same room together or she would openly put Sydney down and attempt to shame her into leaving Adrian. Queen Bitch made me physically sick with her bullying ways and acting superior to those she considered to be a disgrace. I seriously just wanted to hook her in her ridiculously smug face every time I saw her. Bitch. Adrian always did everything he could possibly do to make her stop, but she would only pat him on the hand and say something like "Don't worry dear, I'll take care of you." To an unknowing outsider, her words may sound as though she is kind and considerate of her family, but I knew her better. What she was really saying was; "I'll get rid of the trash for you." Over time, Sydney had learned to just dismiss the cruel words of the queen and not let it affect "

"You know perfectly well that Adrian does not listen to anything that bitch says and he doesn't care what she thinks. He loves Sydney and we all know that they will get married one day and have pretty little babies." I grinned. Dimitri chuckled. I pulled a loose tank top down over my pregnant stomach.

"What time do we need to be at the doctors today?" Dimitri asked as we headed out of our bedroom door and over to Lissa's house.

"My appointment is at 12'oclock." I told him. I had my last routine check up today before our baby was due to be born. We didn't know the sex yet, opting to keep it a surprise. Both Dimitri and I would be ecstatic with either a boy or another little girl that Adrian could spoil. Either way, we would cherish our baby every single day of forever. I felt excitement as I ran my hand across my baby belly. Mine and Dimitri's child was growing in me.

As we entered Lissa's grand home hand in hand, we were greeted with the delicious smell of pancakes and bacon and eggs. The scent of the food made my stomach grumble and my mouth salivate in anticipation of breakfast. If I thought I was able to eat a lot of food before, it was nothing compared to the amount I was consuming now. Dimitri joked that I ate enough to feed an entire small country for a week. When I was pregnant with Izobella, my appetite had increased, but with this second child, I found that I was eating loads more.

"Good morning," I gave Lissa a kiss on the cheek and Christian a light punch in the shoulder by way of a greeting. I still enjoyed hitting Christian. It would always be fun.

Christian was lounging on the couch with Izobella perched on his knee as they watched cartoons together. Izobella bounced up and down on Christian's lap as the opening credits to Phineas and Ferb started. It was her favourite show and she loved watching it with Christian.

"Hey Rose," Lissa smiled as she moved a stack of pancakes off the stove top and began serving them out onto the plates.

"Breakfast is ready," she called to the others as Adrian and Sydney came through the front door. Adrian's hand was resting on Sydney's waist.

Noticing the new arrivals, Izobella jumped off Christian's lap and threw herself across the room and into Adrian's waiting arms. "Uncle Adriaaaaan!" she squealed as he wrapped her up in gave her a big kiss on the cheek.

"Good morning beautiful girl." He cooed. Izobella stretched her arms out to Sydney who took her and gave the little girl a cuddle. "How did you sleep bub?" Adrian asked her.

"I slept real good!" she giggled angelically. "I was awake early and daddy and I watched cartoons and then I woke mommy up and we came here and I watched more cartoons with Uncle Christian!" My little girl had the energy of and energiser bunny. She bounced around on her feet giggling and chatting away to anyone who would listen. Izobella had every single person she met instantly wrapped around her little finger. All my friends and family worshiped her. Janine had come to terms with mine and Dimtri's relationship and when she found out I was pregnant with Izobella she was almost as happy as we were. She had been there every step of the way, holding my hand when I was in labour and taking care of Izobella when Dimitri and I needed a break from the constant crying when she was a new born. My mom was now in the Ukraine with her Moroi and I hadn't seen her since Lissa and Christian's wedding.

We all gathered at the table to eat breakfast. I seated myself between Adrian and Izobella who was in her special chair so she was at the same height as the table. I cut up her three pancakes so they were in bite size pieces and handed her a fork. She picked up the maple syrup and squeezed the bottle, dousing her food in the gooey sugar, and dug in. In no time she and everything around her was covered in syrup. I passed her a damp napkin and she rubbed it over her face, collecting all the sticky syrup. Izobella was having a fantastic time.

At around 11'oclock, Dimitri and I left to go get ready to go to the hospital. Izobella begged us to let her tag along, but with a firm hand, I relinquished her to Lissa who was going to take her shopping with Sydney.

"But I wanna go mommy," Izobella's large brown eyes glistened with unshed tears. It broke my heart when she cried, but she couldn't come to the hospital. It wasn't the place for a happy little girl.

"No baby, you get to go shopping for pretty dresses and fun toys with Aunty Lissa and Aunty Sydney," I told her as I kissed her on the head and stood up. Dimitri gave his daughter a cuddle and we left.

"Rosemarie Belikov," Doctor Zekky called.

"Hello Rose," the older woman gave Dimitri and I a warm smile as she led us into a room. "How is everything going?" she asked.

"Seems to be going well," I told her. "I haven't had any problems. Just the usual – sore back and legs – but nothing out of the ordinary."

"Well, we'll just do check of your vitals and make sure everything is fine." She got out the little flash light thing and shined it in my eyes. Satisfied that everything was fine with my eyes, she picked up a stethoscope. "Just lean forward dear and I'm going to lift your shirt at the back," I felt the cool round part of the stethoscope being placed against my back. She listened for a moment then put it away.

After chatting with her for a few minutes about the pregnancy, we stood and left the small room. As Dimitri and I emerged into the waiting room holding hands, I caught sight of a woman with satin black hair and pale skin. She was talking to a tall, well muscled man sitting next to her. He had his hand resting on her small baby bump. She looked up as we passed.

"Dimka!" she exclaimed. I groaned and rolled my eyes. Natasha Ozera. Just the person I needed to see on my quiet Sunday afternoon. Fan-fucking-tastic. Neither Dimitri nor I had seen Tasha in a while, not since she had a huge fight with Lissa over the wedding dress that Liss and I had spent weeks choosing. They hadn't spoken since. It had kind of put a bit of distance between Tasha and Christian.

Tasha threw her arms around my man and hugged him tight. Dimitri returned the hug less enthusiastically, knowing my dislike for her and her little crush on him. She then turned to me and gushed about how good I was looking and gave me a hug.

"So, Tasha, who's your friend?" I asked gesturing to the man with her. Judging by his muscular physique and tanned body, I could easily place him as a dhampir. To the untrained eye, he would look just like any human.

"Babe, come here," she held out her hand. "This is my fiancé and guardian Dominic Aleksandrov." Dominic stepped forward beside Tasha. I raised my eyebrow. It figured she had a thing for tall, hot Russians. Yes, he's hot. I'll admit that. But he was cast into a shadow by my gorgeous guy. "Dominic, this is Dimitri Belikov and his. . . wife Rose." Her mouth formed a thin line when she said my name. It looked as though it actually pained her to see me. I felt a smug smile growing on my lips. It always gave me satisfaction knowing that others were jealous that I was the lucky girl who Dimitri fell in love with and every day I thanked my lucky stars that he had. Clearly there was someone upstairs looking out for me.

Because Dimitri had been brought up to be the ever so polite guy he was, he held out his hand to Dominic who took it. "Hey, it's nice to meet you," he said smoothly.

I turned to Tasha, taking my eyes away from Dominic's well built physique. "We need to get going," I told her. "We've left Izobella with Lissa and Sydney." I slid my hand into Dimitri's and began to pull him away. "Toodles." I called over my shoulder with a grin. Tasha shot me a dirty look which I ignored.

Dimitri chuckled as we got into the car. "That wasn't nice, Roza." He chastised with a smirk.

"It was fun!" I exclaimed. "And besides, she went and got herself a Russian with a very similar name to you. Coincidence? I think not."

"Oh Roza, who cares who she's with? I certainly don't."

"I love you," I said randomly

"You, are the most beautiful, charming, perfect, insane and crazy woman I know," he smiled. "And that is why I love you more than anything in the world. That and because you've given me a gorgeous little girl and you're carrying my child," he rested his hand on my belly. "What more could I possibly ask for?"

I gave him a chaste kiss on the lips. "Let's go see our little girl." I said simply.

"Mommy, daddy!" Izobella cheered as we walked through the door to Lissa's house. "Look what Aunty Lissa and Aunty Sydney got me!" she held up two bags filled with clothes. There were several more bags on the floor, plus a new doll that she had already pulled out of its box and was now discarded on the couch.

"Who's a spoilt girl!" crooned, giving her a kiss. "Show mommy what you got." She pulled out numerous dresses, tops, jeans, shoes and toys.

"I got lots of stuff!"

I looked at Lissa. "You spoil her too much." She waved me off, ignoring my comment.

"We had a great time, didn't we Bella?"

"Yup," Izobella nodded her head up and down.

Dimitri and I had planned a little picnic for us and Izobella by the lake about a half hour from here.

"Are you ready to go angel? I asked her. "Mommy and daddy are going to take you on a picnic."

"Picnic!" she cheered, doing a little fist pump.

Dimitri came through the door then, a backpack slung over his shoulder. I took a moment to absorb the piece of man-candy presented in front of me. Dimitri was wearing cut off denim shorts, a V-neck firm fitted pale blue shirt and white canvas shoes. He looked delectable. Especially compared to me in my maternity shorts and tank top. Next to Dimitri, I looked like a slob. But they way his eyes lit up when he saw me, rid my mind of any negative thoughts I had about myself. Being with Dimitri, I felt like a princess or a goddess. I could be wearing a tracksuit with no makeup and he would still look at me like I was the most beautiful girl on earth. That's why I loved him. Not just for his amazingly good looks, but for his gentle nature and compassionate attitude. He was perfect for me. And he was the best dad any child could ask for.

"Are you ready my love?" he asked coming up behind me and placing his hands on our baby.

"Yep, we're ready aren't we Izobella?"

"Yeah!" she held her hands out to her dad. Dimitri picked her up. Izobella gave him the cutest and most loving smile. "We're going on a picnic daddy!"

"I know baby," he tickled her with one hand and she giggled and squirmed in his arms.

Once we had everything in the car we set off.

"This is for you daddy," Izobella held out her hand. In her palm was a lily flower.

"Thank you baby, it's very pretty. But not as pretty as you," he grabbed her and lay her on her back and promptly began tickling her ribs until she could hardly breathe.

"Stop daddy, stop!" she continued to laugh, the sound was like a melody. She had the most angelic laugh.

"Come on bub," he took her hand and led her down to the edge of the lake. "You coming Rose?" he asked. I shook my head and relaxed back on the blanket.

"No you two go. I'll sit here and watch." I told him with a smile.

I watched the father and daughter as they laughed and played around the water. Dimitri pulled off his shirt, and got Izobella down to her shorts and took her in to the clear cool water. Izobella loved the water, and she loved swimming. Dimitri was teaching her how to swim in Lissa's backyard pool. He pulled her into deeper water, still holding on to her hands tightly and let her kick her feet so she was able to keep her head above the waters level.

As the sun began to set, I felt a pain in my stomach. "Ouch," I muttered, rubbing the spot where it hurt. I stood up and saw that there was a wet patch where I had been sitting. "Shit."

"Dimitri!" I called to my husband who was now lounging around the water while Izobella sat in the shallow part of the water. He turned around and saw my panicked expression. In an instant he had Izobella in his arms and was jogging toward me.

"Roza, what's wrong?" he asked.

"I think it's time," I told him just as another contraction hit me. I doubled over in pain and groaned at the sharp feeling. "Dimitri, now!" I commanded. He had everything packed and ready to go in record time. We were soon in the car, speeding back to Court.

I called ahead to Lissa. "Hey Liss," I said when she answered the phone on the third ring. "I've just gone into labour and I need you to go into my room and grab my duffle bag from the closet. And make sure Christian is there because I'll need someone to look after Izobella." I rattled off at top speed.

"Rose! Are you serious? Oh my gosh!" I heard her call to Christian to tell him the baby was on the way. "Okay, i'll get your stuff and meet you outside. How long will you be?"

"About fifteen minutes," I told her looking at the clock.

"Alright, we'll be ready," the line went dead and I locked my iPhone and shoved it back in my bag.

I took deep breaths, trying to control them. Dimitri reached out his hand and laced his fingers through mine. "You're doing great Roza. Just a few hours and you'll be a mom again." He flashed a breathtaking smile. I squeezed his hand. Izobella was alert and worried in the back seat.

"Mommy, what's wrong?" she asked. I looked into the revision mirror. I deep frown had formed upon her beautiful face.

"I'm okay angel. Mommy's having a baby. Remember daddy and I told you that you would be having a little brother or sister to play with?" she nodded. "Well, you will get to meet him or her very soon."

"Ohhh." Her mouth formed a perfect 'O' shape. Adorable!

We pulled in through the gates to Court, barely pausing to confirm our identification. But the guy at the gate was friends with Dimitri and I and as soon as he saw what state I was in, he waved us through, wishing me good luck.

"Dimitri," I murmured. He looked at me as he pulled the car to a stop and rushed around to get Izobella out. Lissa was waiting at the door. "Babe, I'm scared." I said.

"You're going to do great Roza, you were amazingly brave the first time. And I know you will do even better this time." His warm smile graced his lips as he leaned in through my open window to kiss me. "I love you," he whispered against my lips.

Dimitri lifted Izobella up to the window so I could give her a kiss and cuddle. "Mommy will see you soon, okay baby. You get to play with Uncle Christian for now."

After getting Izobella in the house, Lissa jumped in the backseat while Dimitri returned to his spot behind the wheel. Lissa reached her arm around and took my hand in hers. "You are amazing." She said simply. With still a few months to go before her baby was due, Lissa was already freaking out about the pain thing. She, unlike me, couldn't withstand pain easily. After everything I had been through and all the pain – physically and emotionally – that I had experienced, I was a pro at dealing with pain.

Dimitri pulled up outside the hospital just outside Court and hurried around to get me out. He swooped me into his arms and threw my bag to Lissa. "Let's do this." He kissed me again.

We got to the triage nurse in emergency and she called Dr Zekky straight away. "Rose! You're early," she said with a smile as I was placed in a wheel chair.

"Well, you know, the kid wants out." I joked. I was only a week early, so there shouldn't be any complications. And on my last ultrasound two weeks ago, everything had been fine and the baby had been nearly fully grown anyway.

Let me tell you, four hours of labour is no walk in the park. But, I was damn lucky that it was twenty-four hours of labour. I don't think I could have lasted that long.

"Okay Rose, you're ready to start pushing." Dr Zekky told me. "You are fully dilated and whether you like it or not, this baby is coming now." I loved Dr Zekky. She had been through Izobella's birth with me and she had been amazing.

And this time was no different. She even put up with my incessant swearing. Yes, my children enter the world to my foul mouth. Dimitri held my right hand while Liss gripped my left. ". . . And push." Dr Zekky commanded. I squeezed my best friend's and my husband's hands even harder, hoping that I wouldn't break Lissa's small hand.

"Fuck." I swore, not bothering to keep it down.

"Deep breaths, Roza, you're doing just fine." Dimitri whispered in my ear. I pushed him away.

"This is all your fault you know! If you could just keep it in your pants for two seconds, I wouldn't be going through this! Fuck you!" Of course, I didn't mean it. This one was definitely a planned baby. But, I was in pain and when I was in pain, my filter went out the door.

"Last one, Rose." Dr Zekky said.

I pushed with everything I had, using up my last ounce of energy and collapsed back onto the pillows, exhausted. The sound of newborn cries filled the room. I revelled in the sound. It meant I was done, it was all over and I had my baby.

"Congratulations Rose, you have a little boy," Dr Zekky wrapped him in a soft blanket and placed the little bundle of pink flesh in my arms. I felt a tear slip down my cheek, but I ignored it.

Dimitri leaned in and kissed me gently and then placed a kiss atop our son's head. He had a little patch of dark hair. The same colour as Dimitri's. I hoped I would have a mini version of my Russian God.

"He's perfect," Dimitri murmured staring at his son with love and tear filled eyes.

"What are you going to name him?" Lissa asked, touching him gently on the cheek.

I looked up to Dimitri. "I was thinking Cooper Ivan Belikov?" Ivan for Dimitri's best friend. It was only fair. Izobella's middle name was Vasilisa after my best friend, so our baby boy should have Ivan's name in it.

"It's perfect," he whispered kissing my lips.

Christian poked his head in the door. "I think someone out here is desperate to meet her baby brother," Izobella stuck her head between Christian's legs so she could see it. She toddled in, around him.

"Mommy, I wanna see the baby," she called. Cooper had just fallen asleep, and I shushed Izobella.

"Come here Izobella," Lissa said quietly. She picked her up and placed her on the bed with Dimitri, Cooper and I. She then stood back and got her camera from her bag.

"A perfect family moment." She clicked the camera.

I couldn't be happier. I had my daughter, my son and my perfect husband.

AN. I have finally finished this story. It's the first full length fiction ive ever completed and I must say, I couldn't be more proud of myself. When I started this story a year ago, I never thought id have the attention span to stick with it, but although it may have taken me ages and with long gaps between updates, I did finish it and proved my family wrong !

To my lovely readers that have stuck with me through the long process, THANK YOU SO MUCH. You have no idea how much your reviews mean to me. I seriously love you !

If there are any mistakes in the chapter, feel free to PM me or leave it in a review as this was unedited.

For the last time for Dimitri and Rose: The Forbidden Love, let the reviewing begin !

And be sure to check out my other stories; The Struggle Against Desire and a little one-shot songfic, Taking My Heart, My Soul, My Everything .

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