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A/N A Thanks goes to LissaDragonmir for her help and support during the creation of the last chapter, THANKS LISS! =D

Disclaimer: All characters belong to their rightful owner, Richelle Mead. I own nothing - except this plot, Alexei & Stephanie

Chapter 3

Rose's POV

Back in my own head, I realized that the doctor – Stephanie I think – was frantically shaking me, with worry plastered across her face.
"Rose…Rose…Are you okay?"

I pushed her back, starting to get the first few signs of motion sickness. It was probably a little mean, but I don't like the taste of bile at the back of my throat.
"Let go of me!"

"I'm sorry," she cowered, retreating behind a chair.

For some reason, this annoyed me further "Come here," I waved her over. She was lucky that I wasn't actually trying to hurt her. That chair would have made a pretty good weapon.

She hesitantly made her way over to me. She still held the sheets in her hands, but seemed unsure as to whether to repeat her earlier statement. Finally, Stephanie gave in and started again; "Which sheet do you want me to use in the cot?"

I quickly pointed to the blue one with white letters; since I couldn't see a baby Strigoi lying on colourful ducks.

Stephanie nodded and covered the small mattress with the sheet. Once finished, she turned around and started to leave; she just about got to the door too, when a small whimper escaped my mouth.

My stomach twisted and I dropped to the ground. It felt like something was trying to claw its way out. I tried to breathe, but the pain was making that almost impossible.

I didn't have much longer to think about it, because the pain suddenly became too much.

Black spots clouded my vision, and I passed out.

In the darkness, light appeared, however, it didn't last very long as the dark took me under again. This kept going, until I was starting to wonder if I was watching some, twisted black and white movie.

In the end, the light won, and I found myself in another of Adrian's dreams; we were back at the ski resort.
"Adrian, I've missed you so much!"

He was against a wall, and was about to walk towards me, when he stopped mid-step. He was staring at my stomach, which was the size of a balloon.

Finally, he got his voice back, "Tell me that is not what I think it is," he said shaking his head in disbelief.

"What, so you're hoping that I've just gained an extra few pounds?" I asked sarcastically.

"Rose," he warned.

"Yes, it is exactly what you think, - I'm going to be a mother," I sighed placing my arms protectively over my belly.

Disapproval replaced the disbelief on his face, and he screwed it up in disgust.
"So you're one of those are you?"

It wasn't a question. I looked at him in horror – did he just imply that I'm a blood whore?

"No, I'm not," I defended, walking closer to him; "Just because it isn't yours. It is actually-" I stopped myself. I couldn't tell him that Dimitri is the father, that's even worse than being a blood whore. If he was still a dhampir, than sure, it would be fine. But he's not. He is a strigoi.
"Never mind, it's none of your business." I sighed again, in frustration this time.

I tried to wake up but something was stopping me, holding me back from making my get-away. Using this to his advantage, Adrian ran over.

"You're right, it is none of my business," He held my face between his hands, and stared me in the eye, "I'm sorry. That's not why I'm here. I need to know where you are."

I looked at him; trying to see if I could trust him. But I realized it was too soon. I need to have this baby, and let it get to know their father, before anyone can find us. I need more time - so I can find out if what Dimitri told me is true - before we run away. If not, I know I'll have to kill him this time, I can't afford to miss. I need to keep this baby safe.

"I don't know," I lied, I knew the general area, but I needed more time. "I've been locked in a room the entire time,"–Shit! I realized too soon, I should've told him something else. Ah well too late now, I'll just have to hope he doesn't get it.

"But you have got no bruises or anything, you were even fed well," he said in confusion. Adrian ran a hand through his hair. "Strigoi wouldn't just do that, hell not unless…NO!"
Damn! Reality had dawned on him; he took a few steps back, holding up his hands when I tried to follow, "Don't come any closer."

I stood still and waited; now hoping that he wouldn't guess the father.

"It's Dimitri's isn't it?" he pointed to my baby. I didn't need to answer. Wow, this hoping thing really isn't working for me.
"Rose, that's horrible. How could you? What about..." he kept going, but I didn't stick around to listen.

"I'm sorry, Adrian," I whispered, before I forced my way out of the dream, welcoming the numbing darkness that consumed me.

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