Here's the long awaited Chapter 13! I am SO sorry for my lack of publishing/: school keeps me WAY TOO busy! And begining of the week I'd spranged my ankle && besides school, I've been busy tending to my ankle/: It's been hurting super bad because I was walking ALL WEEK on it && we finally went to the doctor on Friday (I didn't go to school) && we found out what I did to it, so now I have to wear a brace on it for a week && no gym :D && Saturday was HOMECOMING! So I was too busy to write, and as soon as I came home I ate and went to sleep. So I'm deeply sorry for the wait!/: I hope you can forgive me!

I woke up and walked down the stairs to find Dimitri no where.

"Dimitri? Where are you? Did the guy ever come?"

Adrian walked in to the front room from the kitchen. He heard me coming down the stairs and turned around.

"You're up." He smiled.

"Yeah. Where's Dimitri? When did you get here?"

He laughed. "Still not over Dimitri?"

"What are you talking about?"

"You and Dimitri broke up 3 years ago. He broke it off and ran back to Russia with his family."

"What are you talking about? We're still married. See."

I showed him my left hand, but when he started laughing I looked at my hand. It wasn't my custom-made rose engagement ring. In its place was a huge, red saphire ring.

"What's this?"

"The engagement ring I gave you. Don't you remember?"

"No?"

"After Dimitri left, you ran to me and I took care of you. And a year later I proposed to you and you said yes."

"No I didn't. Dimitri never left, but you did."
"Yes, I did leave. But, you tracked me down easily and convinced me to come back to the Court with you."

"You're lying. I'm with Dimitri and I'm pregnant with his child."

I put a hand on my stomach and looked down. It was bigger then when I fell asleep. I looked about 7 months pregnant.

"What the hell?"

"That's my child, not Dimitri's. You told me that he refused to use his grandmothers herbs, so you never tried getting pregnant."

"We did try! Stop lying!"

"I'm not lying Rose. Look all around."

I looked around the room. There was many framed pictures of us. Even one of us getting married. I touched it, expecting it to be unreal. But it was real.

"We have 1 child together, and you're pregnant. Our son's name is Adrian Jr. The one in your stomach's a girl."

My hand flew to my stomach again. I felt like I was going to be sick. I ran up the stairs and puked in the toilet. Adrian was behind me.

"I don't want any girls. We're killing her."

I looked at him, horrified. "No we're not!"

"Yes we are. Come here, now."

"No!"

I ran in to the bedroom and locked it.

"Open the door Rose."

"No!"

"I said open the door, now."

"No! You're not killing a baby!"

"I don't want a girl."

"I don't care! I'm a guardian, I could kick your ass!"

He laughed loud. "Now you're even more crazy. You're a Moroi Rose. You've never once in your life been a dhampir. I don't like dhampirs."

I ran to the mirror. He was right. I was pale, thin, no boobs, elegant. I touched myself. It's all real.

"No.."

There was a loud noise. Adrian was kicking open the door.

"Stop!"

"No! I want that baby killed NOW!"

The door was busted open and Adrian had a leg from the coffee table.

"Come here!"

"No!"

I tried opening the window but he grabbed my wrists.

"No!"

He threw me hard on to the ground and was ready to take a swing at my stomach.

"No, please!"

The leg connected with my stomach.

I shock up quickly, my hands flying to my stomach. I sat on the edge of the bed and took deep breathes. They soon came out heavy and my face was in my hands, sobbing quietly. I quickly rubbed my eyes, walking to the bathroom. I splashed cold water on my face and took a deep breath. I dried my face off and walked downstairs.

"Hey Rose. The guy came about 10 minutes ago. I wouldn't gotten you, but I wanted you to sleep."

"It's okay." No it's not.

"Are you okay? Your eyes are ringed red."

"Yeah. I washed my face when I woke up and I got soap in it."

He wrapped an arm around me. "Ready to pick out furniture?"

"Yeah."

"Good. He brought so many catalogs."

I smiled and we sat down in the kitchen. I flipped through a bunch of catalogs until I found something good.

"How about this pretty red couch?"

"That's beautiful. Do you want it?"

"Yes."

"Gonna be able to pick out other furniture and decor to match?"

I laughed. "Yes."

He smiled. "Okay."

He wrote down the name and code, and on the next page I found some cute white chairs.

"How about we get 2? 1 for each side of the couch?"

"Sounds good. Those look comfortable too."

"Yeah they do."

He wrote those down and I looked in the table catalog. I found a beautiful brown coffee table.

"We could put this in front of the couch."

"Yeah. Now we need a dining table."

I flipped through the pages until I found a beautiful white table.

"How about this?"

"It's beautiful."

He wrote it down and I went back to the catalog with chairs and couches and stuff. I found some brown chairs that looked good with the table and Dimitri wrote them down.

"Now what do we need?"

"A bookshelf or 2."

"Okay."

I looked some more.

"How about a black bookshelf for the living room and a white one for the dining room?"

"Sounds good."

He wrote the stuff down.

"What next?"

"Hmm..shelves."

"How about we get a few red, a few white and a few black?"

"Sounds great."

He wrote it down and I put down the catalog. "I think we should take a break. I'm hungry."

He laughed. "Okay. What do you want?"

"Pizza, please."

"Okay."

He called in a pizza and then the furniture guy.

"He said we could keep the catalogs and whenever we needed something to call and he'd deliver the stuff anytime."

"Sounds great."

"Yeah."

We ate and when we were putting away the pizza, the doorbell rang.

I put down the pizza. "I'll get it."

I opened the door and the furniture guy was at the door.

"You must be Mrs. Belikov."

"Yes?"

"I have your furniture. Is Dimitri home?"

"Yes. Dimitri!"

He appeared a few seconds later and helped him carry in all of the furniture and put it where I wanted it.

"Look good?"

"Yes. I love it."

"Good. I like everything you picked out."

"Thanks Dimitri." I smiled.

"Your welcome."

"Ready to get paint?"

He laughed. "How about another day?"

"It'll have to be soon. I doubt the paint fumes will be good for the baby."

"Probably not."

"Can we get the paint today and actually paint tomorrow? Maybe we could do one room at a time."

"What room are you thinking?"

"The dining room. And we should paint before we put shelves up and get everything unpacked."

"True."

"So can we call the furniture guy or something?"

"Yeah."

Dimitri called the guy then looked at me. "What colors are you wanting?"

"Just a light brown for the dining room."

"Okay."

He spoke to the guy for about 10 minutes then he got off. "So do you want to tell me the truth?"

"About what?"
"When you woke up."

"What do you mean?"

"Rose, you're a terrible liar. I knew you were crying, what happened?"

I sighed. "I had a dream that we split, I was with Adrian with 1 son and pregnant and he wanted to kill the baby in my stomach because it was a girl."

"Oh Rose..." He wrapped his arms around me tight. "That'll never happen, I promise."

"I know..but it still scared me. What if our baby dies?"

"Our baby won't die."

"How do you know?"

"You'll stay healthy throughout pregnacy, I'll help you."

"Promise?"

"Promise."

We kissed and I smiled. "I love you."

"I love you too."

The doorbell rang. Dimitri got up and got it, getting the paint and brushes. He set them down on the dining room table and looked at me.

"Want to move stuff tonight or do it all tomorrow?"

"Should go ahead and do it tonight, it'll give us more time to paint."

"True."

We started moving all of the chairs and the table in to the guest room downstairs and got the boxes with shelves and the bookshelf pieces in it and put them in there also.

"All done. Ready for bed?"

"Yes. I'm still tired even though I had that nap."

He laughed. "After that dream, I'd be tired too."

"Can I ride on your back? Please?"

"Your legs aren't broken."

I whined. "Pleeeeease?"

He smiled. "Oh fine."

He bent his knees and waited for me to climb on his back. I smiled.

"Thanks Dimitri!"

He laughed. "Your welcome."

I kissed his cheek and he carried me up the stairs.

"Oh my god you and the baby are heavy. I might fall down the stairs," He teased.

I smacked his arm. "Your not funny," I smiled.

He grinned. "You know I'm only kidding. I wouldn't kill the baby and injure you, that'd make me a killer and a bad guardian. I'd have a bad reputation for the rest of my life!"

"Oh so this is about your reputation?" I teased.

"Oh yes. If I did that, no one would want me to guard them and I'd be forced to go back to Russia and live with my mother."

I laughed and he set me on the bed.

"It's a very serious matter, I don't want to move back to Russia."

"Why not? You grew up there."

"You're here."

"Aww, Dimitri."

He smiled.

"I love you."

"I love you too," He kissed me.

I kissed him back, wrapping my arms around his neck.

He whispered against my lips, "Not tonight."

I let go and smiled. "I know."

I got up and we changed in to our pajamas.

"Ready to go to sleep for painting tomorrow?"

"Yeah. Are you?"

"Of course. What time do you want to get up?"

"In between 7 or 8."

"Okay," He set the alarm clock and layed down under the covers.

I curled up against him and smiled. "Goodnight."

"Goodnight. I love you."

"I love you too."

The last thing I heard before I fell asleep was "Sweet dreams."

I woke up and looked around, Dimitri wasn't in bed. I looked at the alarm clock and it read 6 AM. I got out of bed and walked to the bathroom. He wasn't there. I walked down the stairs quietly and the smell of paint hit me hard. I walked to the dining room and Dimitri was painting. I leaned against the doorway and waited for him to see me.

"Rose! What are you doing up so early?"

"Woke up. Why are you painting?"

"I thought I'd surprise you."

"I wanted to do it together. We planned it, it's our house."

"I'm sorry."

"It's fine," I walked back up the stairs and layed in bed.

I heard him walking up the stairs. I went to the bathroom and shut the door, taking my clothes off.

"Rose?"

I started running water and pulled the shower plug.

"Rose? I'm sorry."

I got in to the shower and wet my hair.

"Rose, please. Let me in."

I rolled my eyes. The door was unlocked. I continued by washing my hair.

He must have figured out the door was unlocked because his head popped in to the shower, "Rose, please forgive me."

"I never said I was mad."

"I can tell when you're mad, Rose."

I looked away from him.

"Rose, please. If you want, I'll go over it in white and we'll paint it together in the next few days."

"No, it's fine."

"No it's not. You wanted to paint it together."

"I know, but it's fine Dimitri."

"How can you act like it isn't earlier and say it is now?"

"Because I was upset, now I'm not."

His head left, and he shuffled around for a few. After a few minutes, he came in to the shower.

"Dimitri! What're you doing in here with me?"

He pinned me against the wall and looked in to my eyes. I tried squirming away but his grip was too tight for me.

"Roza, I want the honest to God truth. IS it fine that I did it myself or would you like me to paint over it in white and when it dries we do it together?"

I lowered my eyes, refusing to look at him. He pulled my chin back up gently.

"Rose, please tell me now. I don't want you upset with me."

I finally looked in to his eyes. "I am upset over it, but I don't want you to go through all the trouble of all the painting."
He sighed, "Rose, it's fine. Trust me. Do you really want to paint over it so we can do it together?"

I looked to the side, "Yes.."

"Alright," He let go of me, "Now that that's settled, lets take a shower."

I laughed, "Okay."

After the shower and we were dressed, I called the local hospital.

"Hello?"

"Yes, I was wondering if I could get a more accurate pregnancy test soon?"

"Of course! When would you like to schedule an appointment?"

"When is your earliest opening?"

"Tomorrow at 9 AM, is that alright?"

"Yes."

"Okay. Name please?"
"Rosemarie Belikov."

"Is the father accompaning you tomorrow?"

"Yes, his name's Dimitri Belikov."

"Alright. Now I just need your phone number then tomorrow you'll have to bring in both yours and the father's IDs and some other things."

"Okay."

After giving her my cell number, I hung up and wrote the appointment on the calender in the kitchen.

"Who'd you call?"

"Hospital. I want a more accurate pregnancy test."

"Oh, okay."

"You going to go with me? I told them you were."

"Of course."

"Okay," I smiled.

He smiled back, "Are you ready for some dinner then get to sleep?"

"Sounds good."

"Alright. What would you like for dinner?"

"Just salad."

"Okay."

While he got to work on dinner, I sat on the couch in the living room, leafing through a magazine.

"Done!"

"Okay."

I got up and we ate in the kitchen on the chairs and island.

"This is really good. Thank you Dimitri."

He smiled, "Your welcome. Glad you like it."

I smiled back and finished up my salad. Once we were finished, I rinsed the dishes off and Dimitri put them in the dishwasher. After, he put the soap in and we shut all the lights off and headed upstairs to our bedroom.

"When's the appointment?"

"9 AM."

"Okay, when do you want to wake up?"

"7 please."

"Okay," He set the alarm clock.

We got in to our pajamas and quickly got in to bed. He wrapped his arms around me as I laid my head in his chest.

"Comfortable?"

"Very."

"Good, but we should be getting to bed in a few."

"I can't sleep like this?"

I felt his chest dip in once, he laughed. "Of course you can."

I smiled at myself and leaned up to kiss him. He kissed back and rubbed my bed. I started getting sleepy.

"Damnit Dimitri."

"What?"

"You're making me tired."

He laughed, "Well it's not on purpose."

"You know it is."

He scoffed, "Is not!"

I smiled, "Is too!"

He gently threw me off of him and pinned my arms, hovering over me. I laughed uncontrolably.

"It's not on purpose, I promise you that!"

I tried my best not to smile, "Is too!"

He leaned down until he was at my ear, "."

I grinned, "Whatever you say. But, it's time for bed Mr. Belikov."

I got a smile out of him. "Alright Mrs. Belikov. I love you."
I smiled, "I love you too."

I was back in his arms on his chest. We fell asleep that way, with smiles on our faces.

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