Chapter thirteen.

Whatever I had caught, let's just say hasn't let up yet. Of course, it hadn't let up yet, I was still in the same position I had been week in the past week. Huddled over the toilet, puking my guts out. I couldn't keep anything down. Ugh, disgusting. Though willing with force, I still managed to see Dimitri every day, but it usually got cut short with my sudden rush to the bathroom. Then just like any other day of this week, today was no different, nope, absolutely not.

"Is mommy going to be okay?" Catherine chimed through the churning of my stomach. Seriously, its empty now how much more can more keep coming up?

"Hopefully she will be." Her grandmother answered to her, to the best of her ability. Also having to be careful with my daughter who I might add can detect any of the slightest sort of fib.

"Is the thing inside her hurting her?" She asked.

"What thing sweetheart?" Mom asked obviously confused. Could I be, no that's impossible? But…

"The baby." Catherine replied innocently

"What baby?" My mom repeated back only this time with deep though. Eventually though, there was a short tap at the door as my mother walked in. I was sitting on the side of the bath tub. Head against the cool marble with beads of sweat falling down my already hot face. "Rose." My mom smoothly talked to me, only sympathetic over my recent condition. "Is it possible for pregnant?" She asked.

"No." I croaked sounding more like a death rattle, then a response. Which is impossible seeing how I can't be dead when I'm already in Hell.

"But you and Dimitri haven't …"

"Not since… we were captured." I informed her suddenly embarrassed that I had actually leaked some of my sex life to my mother.

"Rose you need to see a doctor." My mother informed me.

"I'm not pregnant." I grudgingly said, making sure she understood the concept to my answer. I couldn't be pregnant, not again. Not if Dimitri isn't going to be there. I'm going to already have one child without a father, not another one.

"Come on Rose, we're going." My mother said with force.

Without another word I was helped and brought to the hospital part of the prison (okay, this is suppose to be a prison, why the hell do they have a hospital and bedroom suites included?). Catherine and my mom followed along as I trudged into one of the few offices, as a nurse directed me into one. Once inside I took a spot on one of those uncomfortable beds, too annoyed with my mother to say anything else as I watched her warily, hovered over near Catherine. As Catie quietly played with a button on her shirt, sitting calmly in one of the customary chairs the room provided.

"Mom, I'm not pregnant." I tried again.

"Shush. Well figure that out together." Then just as she finished her sentence in stepped the doctor assigned to me. He was a stocky guy with gray hair and a clean face. Already I didn't like him, not because of his appearance, but just the fact of him being a doctor.

"Okay Rose." He said, while as he stared down at his clip board. He couldn't even learn my damn name. "What seems to be the problem?"

"Gee I don't know, oh that's right I've been puking nonstop for the past six days. Does that seem like a major problem to you?" I rudely stated. My mother giving me a look as to shut up, but I didn't acknowledge it.

"When was the last time you had your…"

"Hey there's a kid in here." I screeched, stopping him from saying anything another then inappropriateness, while informing of my tiny child's presence that sat not, but ten feet away. Who I might also add has a weird genetic combination of both Dhampir, Strigoi hearing.

"Oh I'm sorry." He stated flatly, flipping through his charts hesitatingly."So when was the last time?" He continued.

"Last month just as always."I said while glowing at the man.

"Have you been skipping any months, at all?" I only shook my head.

"No, I've been a little irregular but… I'm not pregnant." I would not let this go, I can't be… whatever.

"That's not what I think?" He said while analyzing me.

"Then please enlighten me on what you think." I said already irritated with whatever he was bound to say. Man if he didn't like me know, he was going to hate me when I really got angry.

"You're pregnant." Did he seriously have to say that?

"Please tell me why." I said through clenched teeth, almost happy that I remembered some of my manners through all this.

"Well you have a bad case of morning sickness, your legs and hips are swelled up and…" He said picking up my shirt, asshole."You've got a baby bump. Yup, I'd say about three months already." Three months? Crap, three months ago would put it back on around my wedding date when Dimitri and I. Oh shit I was pregnant.

"No." I moaned.

"I'll get schedule her in for an ultrasound today." He spoke in a low tone to my mother. My mother only complied to prepping me into follow her as she guided me into another room for the stupid baby picture. Then settled, I watched as mom walk out into the hallway and shut the door behind her. Thankfully, giving me some alone time with my own daughter.

"So how about a little brother or sister?" I asked her not really caring what her answer was going to be. She's going to get one whether she likes it or not.

"Can I have a little brother?" She asked. Okay, I was surprised to her request. Don't girls generally want a little sister instead, eh no matter it wasn't really, I who controlled the baby's gender, it was up to the guy in the puffy clouds who watches the world from his comfortable perch.

"We'll see." I told her, remembering several months before Catherine was a born. She didn't want anyone to know what she was going to be, so I compromised with her, calling Catie my little it. She was special then, just as much as she is now.

Then in walked another doctor with my mother tailing behind, instantly heading to Catherine's directions.

"Okay Rose, we'll just side some of this stuff on you." She instructed me as she pulled out the familiar cold goo and poured a glop onto my belly. Then stared up the humming machine, as she rubbed the goo into my skin, watching for the picture on the monitor to begin to form. "Let's see what we go here. Okay there's a foot, an arm." She said while also naming various other parts of the body including the babies beating heartbeat, which this time I did expect to see. "And right in-between the legs is a…" Thankfully this doctor knew the proper lingo to use around children, unlike the last doctor who almost said some very vulgar terms in front of my toddler."Congratulations it's a boy." A boy, looks like Catherine got her little brother after all.

"My little man." I said with awe. I was going to have another baby and I was crying. Wonderful.

Getting cleaned up, I was also prescribed some pills for my horrid morning sickness, that would do no harm to the baby, of course. And just like last time I also got the complementary vitamins that came along with each valued purchase of having a baby.

The second those pills were in my hands, instantly, before even walking out into the waiting room I popped a pills and headed into where my family waited for me. Automatically feeling better by the minute as the medicine worked its magic though me. Once getting to where they were located I knew what I had to do.

"Mom why don't you take Catherine for the afternoon, there's something I got to do."

"Are you sure, don't you think you should take her?" My mom questioned

"Yeah, I have to do this by myself." Understanding she took my daughter up to my suite while I took a different direction. Heading towards the prisoner ward of the joint I took to the familiar hallways trying to get my wording right of what I was about to say. Stopping outside the door I took a deep breath before entering the darken room.

"Rose." Dimitri said as I walked in and shut the door from where I came in. "What are you doing here?" He asked as I crossed the room over to the bed, while I acknowledged Ben before sitting down. I didn't want to answer Dimitri yet, not yet, maybe not ever. How was he going to feel knowing that I was meant to bear another one of his children, especially to the fact that Dimitri may never see him?

"Rose?" Dimitri demanded my attention, now concerned on my silence.

"I'm fine." I stated and actually I did feel fine. Not perfectly fine, but better then what I've felt in the past week.

"Are you sure?" Not officially believing my current status.

"Yeah, I saw the doctor today; he says I'm going to be absolutely fine." I said while reassuring him.

"That's… great." He said as he struggled for words. He started to kiss me then, but I knew I couldn't get wrapped up with how tender his lips felt against mine. No, I had something important to tell him and Dimitri's excellent kissing skills would have to wait. Forcing him to stop I settled with just holding his hand. Even this close I felt a hidden power whenever Dimitri and I came together. Like it we meant to be or something."What is it Rose." I didn't answer."Tell me." He demanded. But I only started to shake my head, I couldn't bear to make him upset. I knew he was overjoyed to hear the news of me being pregnant with Catherine but… But what happens when he might not even be alive long enough to meet this child. "Roza, please, you know you can tell me anything. Whatever you have to say, please just say it."

"I'm…uhh… I'm pregnant." I told him looking down at where our fingers were laced together. After a moment of silence, he finally exhaled keeping the quietness between us at bay. I didn't dare look up at him for whatever emotion contorted his face. It would be too unbearable, so instead I sat there like an idiot, crying.

Cool hands brushed the droplets of salt water away as they cupped my chin and forced me to look up. Dimitri was smiling as it would appear. How could he be happy? I just told him I was pregnant, again, and this time he wouldn't be able to see the baby.

"You're pregnant." He said repeating the news. "Well we'll need a name for it. Please tell me it's not like the last one who wanted to appear nameless until her direct birth." He groaned. I couldn't help but laugh at Dimitri. Knowing him, I knew he wanted the answer to the secret within, so being a good wife I revealed the babies gender to him and he seemed both shocked and relieved to the idea.

"You mean I finally get a boy?" Dimitri asked thrilled with the idea of having a son. I think by now the thought of his death was completely irrelevant by now, it would seem that he was too caught up in the moment, or something.

"That's right."

"So what will be naming him?"

"I was thinking of something formal, but still containing enough of his Russian heritage, like Catherine."

"How about Jasha?"

"Jasha." I repeated the name. It was different, but I liked it.

"It means Jacob in Russian." He said while shrugged."I don't know I've just kind of always liked the name." Hmm.

"I love it." I finally told him, kissing his lips as we stayed there cuddling for what must have been an hour, but eventually I needed to go. I had already spent way too much time down here in the cell.

"So are you guys really going to have another kid?" Ben asked as I shut the door to the cell.

"Apparently." Dimitri responded.

"So how do you really feel about that?" But I already slipped out of ear shot from hearing Dimitri's answer. Really I didn't want to know. The worst is over; Dimitri has now discovered that he is the father to another one of our children.

Taking the shortest route way possible I made it back to my room in record timing, especially for lugging this bad boy around. Already I knew he was going to be one heavy baby if he's already showing at three months. Getting back to the room I shared the baby's name to Catherine and my mom. I didn't think Catherine could get any happier then she was right now. I guess me having her baby brother is enough to wipe all knowledge of everything else occurring in her life, wiped completely out of her head. Indeed this little man was going to be another special, bad ass. I mean serious he's from both Dimitri and me… hang on a second; speaking of Dimitri, he made a promise to me. A promise he made the night Catherine was born. A promise of commitment, perhaps it may work, if it doesn't occur long enough, enough to hold off whenever they will finally schedule his execution.