Chapter 21

*Rose's POV*

"Last call for Flight 243 to Moscow, Russia now boarding."

"Roza, hurry up." Dimitri called over to me. He was nice enough to be holding my large carryon bag along with his. I was busy stuffing my face with the most delicious cheese fries ever.

"Wait, I'm almost done!" I yelled with my mouth full. It was 4 in the morning and I was starving! I mean, I'm sure they could wait 2 more minutes for me to finish my fries!

Dimitri was trying not to seem irritated, but I knew he was. "Rose, there are cheese fries in Russia. Now hurry up."

Reluctantly I threw away the rest of my fries and scurried to catch up to Dimitri who was already at the ticket desk.

After we got seated on the plane, Dimitri would not stop looking at me.

"What?"

"You have cheese on your face." He said with a small smile. "Thankfully, I brought some napkins because I knew this would happen." He pulled out the napkins and carefully began whipping the excess cheese off of my face.

"Thanks." After he finished wiping it away, I leaned forward and gave him a kiss. It was supposed to be a sweet, innocent 'thank you' kiss. Well, being pregnant has a symptom that can have its pros and cons. Over active sex drive. I pulled him as close as I could while being restrained by the seatbelt.

"Roza, we're in public." Dimitri warned as he pulled away.

"So?" I leaned forward to whisper in his ear. "You know, we could always join the Mile High club."

"Rose." He sighed. "We haven't even left the ground."

I leaned back in my seat, a wide smile on my face. "That wasn't a no."

"Wasn't a yes either." Dimitri rolled his eyes and put his arm around me. "I love you Roza."

"I love you too." I closed my eyes as the plane started to move, getting ready for takeoff. That was the part I dreaded the most. My ears would pop and being in a plane doesn't bring back the fondest memories.

I must have fallen asleep because when I woke up Dimitri had his tray down with a cup of water seated on it. Also, he was looking at a Sky Mall catalogue. "Find anything good in there?" I yawned, blinking sleep out of my eyes.

"Not much. I wasn't really looking for anything. Once I saw a little this and all I could think about was that this was something our daughter would wear." He pointed to a onesie that was pink and said 'Little but Fierce'.

"If we had a daughter, she would definitely wear that. And if we had a son or daughter, they would wear that." I pointed to another onesie that said 'I'm cute, Mom's beautiful, Dad's lucky'.

"And it would be 100% true." He kissed my forehead and smiled at me. "I am the luckiest man alive."

"And I'm the luckiest women."

"So much luck." Dimitri closed the catalogue and put it away. "Do you want to know the sex of the baby?"

"Oh, um…" I wasn't prepared for a question like that. "Honestly, it's something I've been thinking about a lot. I want to know so bad… But I also want it to be a surprise."

"You hate surprises."

"I know, but this is one that I know will be worth it." Shrugging, I shifted around in my seat in an attempt to get comfortable. "Anyway, when we get back I have another doctor's appointment so we can think about it."

"I'll do whatever you want Roza." Dimitri couldn't move much in his seat. Even though he didn't complain, I knew he wasn't comfortable in the chairs. Being tall had its disadvantages.

We talked for a good hour before I started to notice people watching us. I didn't want to complain about it and seem whiny so I stayed silent, never meeting anyone's eye. It made me feel uncomfortable; like I was under a microscope. Squirming in my seat, I wrapped my hands around my baby bump which seemed ten times bigger now.

They're judging you. You know they are. They all think you're some skanky whore. A voice in the back of my mind spoke to me, trying to piss me off.

"Oh bug off." I mumbled to myself.

"Hm?" Dimitri turned to me, head cocked to the side in question.

"Nothing." I shook my head and looked down at my lap. I could still feel eyes watching me, burning holes in my skin. I knew that with my sweatshirt on the baby bump was almost non-existent, but the crowded plane was so hot that I really wanted to take off the sweatshirt.

Dimitri was quick to catch on. He lifted my head up with a finger under my chin. "Roza, don't let them bother you."

"It's hard not too! It's like I can feel everyone watching me. And it makes me think about what it's going to be like when everyone finds out. I'll get these looks every day and I bet you'll get the look of pity. I just don't want us to go through that." I hate getting emotional, because I'm not that type of person. Pregnancy hormones really mess with a girl's brain.

"Don't worry about me; I can fight my own battles." He cupped my face with his large hands and kissed my forehead. "And since when have you cared what people say? If we just ignore them they'll stop."

"No they won't. But if I beat the shit out of them, they'll stop." I sniffled. I felt my confidence growing slowly. I reached for the bottom of my sweatshirt and pulled it off, putting it behind my head like a pillow. My stomach was able to be seen more, the tight shirt I wore sticking to it. I remembered then that I had to start buying maternity clothes.

Dimitri laughed at the smile that grew on my face as I watched the shocked looks of an elderly couple sitting in the row of seats next to us. I gave them a look that said 'Problem?' and giggled innocently. "How can one woman be so adorable and deadly at the same time?"

"I prefer the term sexy or hotalicious, but thank you. You're just a lucky man to have all this." I motioned to myself and smiled triumphantly.

He leaned forward and kissed me softly on the lips then quickly got up. "Come on."

"Where are we going?"

"We have a club to join, remember?" He smiled that smile that most don't get to see. In that moment, I remembered how lucky I was to have him and how much I loved him. I rushed out of my seat and bounded down the aisle to the bathroom, Dimitri following behind me.

And that is the story of how Dimitri and I joined the Mile High Club on a plane ride to Russia.

Well my little blood-suckers (that's what I'm calling ya now), this is a big day for moi. A year ago today, I started reading Vampire Academy. It was the day after a big thing in my life happened, and VA made me happy again. It let me escape into a world that I loved. This series has let me make amazing friends, write something I love, and feel happy. This series means so much to me, and I honestly can't thank Richelle Mead enough. I also thank you guys, my loyal readers for joining me on the writing part of this journey.

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