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CHAPTER 44

ADRIAN'S POV

We had boarded the plane and left from Russia a little over 7 hours ago. I couldn't wait to get back to Pennsylvania. I had just wished that Rose and Ethan would be there to greet me when I got home, but I knew they wouldn't be.

I hated to go back to an empty house. Our house didn't feel like a home when our whole family wasn't there together.

I laid my head back, resting it on the seat. While my thoughts kept running back to Rose.

I left her standing alone on that sidewalk and I swear it feels as if I left part of me there with her….literally. I couldn't make sense of this connection between us.

It wasn't as if I were in physical pain, but the mental anguish was the problem. It was agony to be far away from her. I've missed her before when I would have to leave her. However, this time was so different.

Since I drank her blood, it has changed dramatically. I couldn't make heads or tails of what happened between us in that moment she came to my room at the Bed and Breakfast. But, our connection intensified.

Maybe my mind was just working overtime, or I'm imagining things. I've had too much going on with me at once. I felt tired and overwhelmed. I closed my eyes; tried to shut off my thoughts, and allowed sleep to finally consume me.

ROSE'S POV

It was a few minutes past 3 in the morning and I was wide awake. Since my arrival in Russia, I have been on the same sleeping schedule with the regular human world. Back home at Court everything was flipped, but that wasn't

the reason why I couldn't sleep. I couldn't sleep because I was missing Adrian so much. It was ridiculous to feel the way I was feeling. Our connection had me beside myself. I would have to let the pilot know that we

would going home tomorrow. I can't bear to be without Adrian any longer. I had to go home, the sooner the better. I lay on the bed in Dimitri's old room with my thoughts racing. It's amazing the chain of events that unfolded in my life.

If two years ago someone told me that I would have fallen in love with my mentor, taken his life, had his child, and now, not only marrying Adrian Ivashkov, but I am spiritual bonded to him. I would have laughed in their face. Or punched

them, depending on my mood at the time. And yet, here I lay in my late lovers bed, thinking of and missing… my fiance. How fucked up is that situation? God, I had some serious issues. While all these crazy thoughts were running through

my head, I heard a knock at the door.

"Roza, Can I come in?" I heard Olena whisper softly through the door.

I sat up instantly thinking maybe there was a problem with Ethan. I raced to the door to open it. "What's wrong, Olena?"

She gave me a small smile with a noted hint of hesitaion. "Nothing…really. I just need to talk to you a minute."

"Is Ethan okay?" I asked with worry evident in my question.

Olena had insisted that Ethan sleep in her room, so she could spend as much time as possible with him. I couldn't deny her that since our visit was so short. Besides, it was good for both of them.

"Yes, Roza. He is perfect. Actually, he is fast asleep."

"Come on in" I opened the door for her to enter. "What's the matter?" I asked as I walked back to the bed. I sat down and patted the space beside me, encouraging her to sit with me.

She took a deep breath; sat on the bed, while turning to me, and took my hand into hers. She seemed upset about whatever it was she was thinking. Maybe bringing Adrian here was a mistake, too much hurt still in her heart. I didn't know. But, I didn't like seeing her this way.

"Olena, please…something is bothering you. What is it? Tell me." My eyes frantically searched hers.

"Rose, You may not understand what I am about to tell you. But, it's the best solution for everyone involved." I saw a tear escape her eye while it silently drifted down her cheek.

I reached forward, brushing her tear away. "Don't cry…Is it something I've done? Maybe I should've have brought Adrian here?"

She wrapped her arm around my shoulder. "Heavens no…You are fine…Adrian was fine. Actually, he helped me come to my decision when I watched him holding Ethan." I knew it, it was too much hurt. I pushed too far. I hated myself

in this moment to know that I've hurt her even more.

"I am sorry Olena if I've hurt you or disrespected you in some way."

"Shhh..Roza. It's not you, it's me." She took another deep breath. "As much as it pains me to say this." She hesitated as if she were struggling to find the courage to continue with her words.

"I feel it best if Ethan doesn't know who we really are…I mean about Dimitri being his father, about us being his father's family.

I was thinking maybe you could tell him I was your extended family. So that way, I could stay in touch through pictures and correspondence." Another tear fell on her cheek.

I didn't understand why she felt the need to do this. It didn't make any sense to me.

"Why? Ethan needs you..I need you. It doesn't make any sense to step aside and out of his life. I never wanted that for either of you." I assured her.

She squeezed my shoulder. "I know that. I didn't wish to step out of your lives either. I just need to play a different role in it, that's all. You need to listen to my reasons." She paused to gather her words again.

"When I watched Adrian holding Ethan and all the love he feels for him. I couldn't deny the truth that was put before me.

Dimitri was never coming back to help raise his son. I knew this, but watching Ethan and Adrian together, it triggered something in me. I have been in denial for so long.

I could visualize my son sitting in that chair, holding that sweet angel in his arms, talking to him, guiding him throughout his life. It kills me to know the harsh truth of it."

I swallowed hard as I tried to choke back the lump that had formed in my throat. I hated to see her hurt, knowing it was all my fault. I caused this woman so much irreparable pain.

She focused her eyes on mine as if she could read my thoughts.

"No, Roza, it's not your fault that he's gone. We have been through this before. You've done nothing wrong. And it wasn't the only reason that forced me to my decision.

What really made my decision more absolute was listening to Yeva. My mother may be getting on in years, but she is still very wise to the things that are evident in front of her. She sees things for what they really are.

Ethan will be going through changes and you will have to explain a lot when his differences start to become more apparent. Since your future children with Adrian will be of the same kind as Ethan. It will make things easier to let our society believe that Adrian

is his father in every sense of the word. There is no reason for anyone to doubt his true heritage. And with our family always there, it could possibly cause doubt. Some would always wonder why our presence was needed."

"Shouldn't Ethan have a right to choose about his family? You're saying I should lie to my son about the truth? About his identity?" I was concerned with the consequences of her request.

"Not lie to him. Maybe if we just didn't tell him. He would never know the difference. He would have no reason to ever question." Olena spoke as if she gave this plan some thought.

"Rose, Ethan is the one I am thinking of. If our society finds out that his father was strigoi when he was conceived, their is no telling what they would want to do with him. Or worse they may even want him dead for the fear of the unknown.

Regardless of whether your father is King or not, some things can be overturned with enough evidence and conviction . Please Roza, Listen to my plead…It will be better for Ethan and he is the one who should matter."

I searched her eyes for an answer and it was there for me to see. She believed in every word she had spoken and she was willing to sacrifice her feelings, her only connection to her son; out of love for me, Dimitri, and mostly Ethan.

"I don't know what to say. It pains me to agree with you, but I understand and respect your accord." I squeezed her hand. "Ethan and I will be leaving tomorrow to go back home. So, please spend what little time you have left with him.

I want you to love him, hold him, and just cherish him until we have to go."

She kissed my cheek. "Good night, Roza."

"Good night Olena. Sleep well." I was so past exhausted at this point. I fell asleep as soon as my head hit the pillow. I was in a deep, wonderful slumber when my scenery changed. I couldn't help to laugh out loud.

It has been so long since he has visited my dreams. "Adrian…Where are you hiding?"

The scenery was beautiful. We were at the gazebo by the lake and it was decorated exactly the same way it was when he proposed to me. "Adrian….Come on out." I laughed again.

He wasn't dressed in his usual style of clothing. As he walked out from behind the gazebo with a red rose in his hand; wearing tattered blue jeans, doc martens, and a baby blue polo shirt. Absolutely gorgeous.

Adrian stopped in front of me and handing me the rose while he cleared his throat. "Rose is in red…But never in blue…Sharp as a thorn..fights like one too.."

I started laughing again. "I remember that corny, non making sense poem."

"Also remember Rose, that poetry doesn't have to make sense to anyone but the person who wrote it." He smiled at me. I knew he was teasing. "Did it work?"

"Did what work?" I asked.

"Wooing you with flowers and poetry."

I shook my head. "Not back then…Lucky for you things have changed. And, it's A flower, not flowers. I feel slighted." I joked with him.

He brought his hands to cradle my cheeks. "How about I make it up to you."

I felt the fabric change on my body as I glanced down. He had dressed me in a red baby doll nightie. "What do you have in mind?" I purred in his ear.

"I have lots of things in mind, but I will settle for a kiss."

He pressed his soft lips to mine. I wrapped my arms around his neck, wanting to have every part of him at this moment when he pulled away to soon for my liking.

"You taste good." He said as he licked his lips.

"Do I? I am glad you think so."

Adrian was staring at me again with that dumb ass grin. "What the hell are you staring at Ivashkov?"

"Geesh, okay. Can I ask you something?"

I gave him a duh look. "Yeah!"

He hesitated for a minute. "Rose, I think you may be pregnant."

My mouth fell wide open. I went to speak, but I closed my mouth. I repeated this process three times before the words formed and escaped my mouth. "You think I am pregnant? Why would you think that?"

"You're aura." I stated matter of factually. Although I wasn't completely sure of my theory.

"Adrian, I haven't even missed my period…..I think. Hell, I don't know I will have to check when I get home." I was mentally trying to calculate when I saw that look on his face. "What else? I know you have another thought roaming around in that head of yours."

"Well, Yeva said about our future children and gave us both a look like she knew something we didn't."

"Babe, Yeva is 85 years old. She sees things, but maybe you're reading into clues that aren't really there. I would love nothing more than to give you a baby of your own. I promise after the wedding we will try."

He wrapped his arm around my waist, pulling me against me. "And what if you're pregnant now? Would you be happy?"

I looked at his handsome face. "If I am pregnant now…..You're ass better hurry up and marry me then. And of course I would be happy." I pressed my lips to his.

"I am going to let you go to sleep. I still say you and I are having a baby or babies." He gave me an amazing smile.

"I thought I was asleep. Wait…What? I said baby, not babies, as in plural. What are you saying? What are you seeing? Adrian?" I demanded an answer from him.

"Hey Hathaway, that's my line." A sly, sexy smirk spread across his face. "Get some rest. I love you." He disappeared on me,…. that shit!

ADRIAN'S POV

I was going to be in trouble over that one, but I couldn't resist. We were only another hour or so from home when stewardess bought me a phone saying I had a call. I instantly started to panic.

"Hello?"

"Ivashkov? I take it you're still alive. Rosemarie must have been feeling generous."

"Hey Abe. How are you?"

"I am fine. So, how was the family? Everyone good?"

"Rose and Ethan are fine. I wish they would have decided to come home with me."

"Well, I am glad that they decided to stay. Because I need to meet with you in private tomorrow. You and I have to discuss some plans I have made for you. They need to be kept in confidence."

"I don't know Abe. I promised Rose I wouldn't keep anything from her anymore. I can't risk losing her for anything."

I heard Abe clear his throat. "Adrian? I am not asking you, son. I am telling you. I will handle Rosemarie. You let me deal with that end. Do you trust me?"

I shook my head. "I really don't have a choice, do I?"

"No."

"I guess we both got our answer then." I said frankly.

"You're learning boy." He said as I laughed at his reply.

"What's funny?" Abe asked, clearly annoyed.

I laughed again. "Nothing..something between Rose and I."

"I really don't want to know…..Meet me at my office tomorrow at noon. We will have lunch there. You should be landing in twenty minutes, get some rest." Abe hung up the phone.

Jesus christ, that dude knew everything. The plane started its descend. I couldn't wait to get off of this thing. When we landed, it was still daylight, night for Moroi, but the strange thing was that the sun

didn't bother me half as much as it used too! I chalked it up as another change I am going through and the sun wasn't the only new thing. I have noticed that I haven't had a real need for blood.

At first, I really craved Rose's blood but, even that has subsided. I wasn't going to stand here and try to figure it out right now. I was tired and just wanted to go home. I threw my bag over my shoulder and walked towards our place.

As I looked around the big,empty apartment I felt lost. I dropped my bag at the door and collapsed on the couch. I laid back thinking about my phone conversation with Abe. Why is it I am constantly being put in difficult situations. I had

a really bad feeling about this meeting and it's outcome. I wasn't going to worry about it tonight. I closed my eyes and let sleep finds me once again.

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