A.N.- Oh. My. God. I love all the reviews! I love hearing from you guys! Even if you don't have an answer to my questions of the day, I want to hear from you guys! I don't care if it is positive or negative or has nothing to do with my story! I want to hear from you! Now. On with the story.
As soon as the door shut our lips met. We fell over onto the bed. He was on top of me. I grabbed the bottom of his shirt. I pulled it up and off. He looked at me, as if asking permission. I nodded. More and more cloths were shed. And the rest was history.
CPOV:
I woke up early. Earlier than I would have liked. I felt an unusual warm spot in my arms. I looked down. It was Rose. Rose Hathaway. She had on no cloths. After a few minutes of confused thoughts (Man I'm slow in the morning!), I remembered last night. How could I have forgotten? Finally, after three tries, Rose and me had kissed. That kiss had been more than I thought it could have been. It had meant more than all of Lissa's kisses put together. Apparently she had felt it too, because I was laying in a bed, holding Rose freakin' Hathaway, naked.
I let myself drift back to sleep., thinking of the beautiful woman I held in my arms.
SPOV:
"Want to try this for a third time?" I heard Christian ask. What? Try What again? I walked out of my room and into the big room with the TV. What I saw scared me. Christian, on the couch. He was holding Rose. Christian, my big brother, was holding Rose, one of my best friends. She was sitting on his lap, her arms around his neck. He held her waist. Their faces were so close.
"Oh my god!" I yelled. Christian pulled away, I could him swearing under his breath.
"Saffron. Go to bed." Rose said to me, rather coolly might I add.
"What were you just doing?" I asked. I knew they liked each other and I knew I had just interrupted what would have become a major make-out session, but I wanted to hear it confirmed by them.
"Nothing. I had something in my eye. Your brother was trying to see what it was." Rose said. Yeah right. And babies come from a stork. How old did she think I was eight? Well, for her information, I am eight and a half.
"I'm going to pretend to buy that story." I said, turning to walk away. I stopped and looked over my shoulder, "Oh and Rose. I won't be offended if you don't sleep in my room tonight. Just be safe." The look on her face was priceless.
"Okay Saffs." She said. I continued to walk to my room.
I closed the door and sat with my back to it. I heard their laughs and I joined in. I wonder if Rose may end up as my sister-in-law. (A.N.-Okay. Should she?) I loved Rose. I hope she does. Their laughing had stopped. I heard Christian's door open and close. I got up off the floor. I put on my pink pajama pants and a pink tank top and got into bed. I eventually fell asleep at eleven, after noise stopped coming from both sides of my room.
LPOV:
I walked into the room I shared with Adrian, shaking with laughter.
"What?" Adrian looked up from Jade. The babies were growing fast. We had done research before I got pregnant and it turns out if two spirit users have a child, that child will grow a years worth in the first day of life. By doing this it allows the child to cope with the side affects of spirit. After this huge growth spurt the baby does not grow until it reaches the age it's body suggests it is.
"Momma!" I looked down to see Clarissa crawling towards me. I picked her up and went to sit next to Adrian on the bed.
The girls crawled off of our laps and onto the bed. They crawled over to the pillows, lay down and fell asleep. Those two continued to amaze me.
"They're beautiful." I said.
"They are. Clarissa looks just like you." Adrian replied, pulling me onto his lap.
I snuggled into him. It was true; Clarissa did look like me. She had my hair and eyes. Her hair had grown down to her waist. I envied how her hair had that slight wave to it. I looked to my other daughter. Jade had Adrian's eyes, which were just a shade darker than mine. Her hair, however, was the same shade as Rose's and my Dad's.
Other than the hair and eyes, the girls were identical. They both had pale Moroi skin, perfect noses and lips and they weren't too pudgy, but they weren't too skinny.
Suddenly Adrian's lips were on mine. His arms closed around me. He pinned me to the bed.
"Wait." I said.
I picked up Jade and he picked up Clarissa. We walked to Rose's room which was their temporary room and laid them in their cribs. Then we walked out of their room and back to our own. We decided to enjoy our time together while the kids were sleeping. I peeked into Rose's mind (we were able to work the bond both ways now) and saw she and Christian were having the same fun in their room. I grinned and our evening began.
SPOV:
I woke up at seven to a pair of hands hitting my stomach. I sat up.
"Yaffy! We hungy!" I rubbed my eyes and two sets of little green eyes came into view.
I blinked a few times and then realized it was Clarissa and Jade.
"Okay. I can't make you guys breakfast. How about you ask your mommy and daddy?" I asked.
"They're asleep." Jade said.
Okay. Here's an idea. I got out of bed. After shuffling though my suit case, I found the blow-horn thing I had found at home.
"Stay here and cover your ears." I said to Jade and Clarissa. They did as they were told, clapping their hands to their ears.
I walked out of my room and into the one next door. Adrian and Lissa were cuddling next to each other under the covers. Aww. They look so cute. But I am not going to be feeding twins at age eight. I held the blow-horn at arms length and pressed on the button.
The sound it produced wasn't very loud, but it was loud enough to make the happy couple shoot bolt upright, Lissa clutching the blankets to her chest.
"Saffron!! What the hell?" Adrian yelled at me, "That is for me to do to your brother only!" The last part was a joke. I saw his hands moving under the blanket.
Adrian got out of bed. He was wearing only black boxers. Okay I may only be eight, but even I could tell Adrian was hot.
"Follow me." He said, grabbing the blow horn and walking out of the room. "Stay here. Things may get ugly." He sank into a crouch, like you would expect an army team to do as they entered a house filled with arm terrorists.
He walked in the crouch, into Christian's room. I heard the horn go off. The horn was mixed with Rose's screams, Christian's swears, and Adrian's laughs.
"Saff? Come on." Lissa said grabbing my hand. The girls had figure out how to walk so they trotted along behind us.
RPOV:
I was having a peaceful dream when my ears were filled with a loud horn. I sat bolt upright, screaming. Next to me was a swearing Christian. I scanned the room and near the doorway I saw a laughing Adrian.
"Nice view, Little Dhampir." Adrian said. I then realized my entire chest was showing, and unlike Moroi, I had a lot to see. I quickly grabbed a shirt that was hidden under the covers and pulled it over my bare chest.
It was Christian's shirt so it went down to my knees. This allowed me to get out of bed, grab the blow horn from Adrian, put it to his ear and press the button long and hard. Eventually I stopped, but only because an entirely dressed Christian looped one arm around my waist and grabbed the blow-horn with the other. I let him take it from me. Adrian stood there, grasping his ear. Too bad you can't harm a moroi's sense of hearing, that would have taught him. I pretended to pounce him and he took off screaming for Lissa. I laughed. Christian kissed my forehead and walked out after Adrian.
I got ready. I had pulled my shirt over my head when I smelt the wonderful smell of bacon. It quickly turned from a sweet smell to one that made my stomach crawl. I ran to the bathroom and quickly threw-up. I had a horrible feeling, like cramps. Shit. I ran to my room.
After rummaging in my purse for a moment, I found my iPhone (that was the best money I had ever spent). I shuffled through the pages of apps until I came to one called pCalander. I opened it. There, it said today's date and next to it in green Increased Chance of Pregnancy. Shit. I scrolled to yesterdays date. It said the date and this time in blue letters: Ovulation. Shit! I had just had sex during my ovulation. I reached into the purse and grabbed a little blue box. I walked into my bathroom. I slipped the pregnancy test out of the box and stared at it. I relaxed myself and used the test.
CPOV:
It had been a half hour and Rose still hadn't come up from changing. I walked down to the room I had shared with her last night. She wasn't there. I walked to Saffron's room. No Rose. I started to walk to Lissa's room when Rose emerged from her room. I looked at her. She met my gaze. I could see worry, fear and joy? (odd combination of feelings) in those brown eyes. I walked over to her and kissed her forehead.
"Um. Christian." She said, quietly and almost fearfully, "I need to talk to you."
"Okay." I said, confused.
She led me to her room and sat down on the bed. I joined her.
She pulled a stick thing from the bedside table and handed it to me. I looked at it. It was a pregnancy test. I looked at the screen. It read…..
A.N. Okay. 'till next time!!!! :-D
A.N. JUST KIDDING!!!
CPOV:
I stared at the screen. There it read +PREGNANT+.
I looked up into Rose's eyes. I was shocked.
RPOV:
Ten minutes had passed. I walked over to the little stick. There it read +PREGNANT+. I stared at that one word. I felt joy, fear, worry and so many more. I sat the test on the bedside table. I got up and walked out of the room. I should tell him now. Get it over with.
I didn't have to look far as he was walking down the hall. He saw me. His face lit up. What will be on that face after I tell him?
"Um. Christian." I said, quietly, "I need to talk to you."
"Okay." He said, confused.
I walked into my room and sat down on the bed. He joined me.
I reached over and grabbed the pregnancy test form the beside table. I gave it to Christian. He stared at it, then at me, then at my stomach. He placed a hand on it. He pulled me into a hug.
"Everything will be alright." He whispered in my ear.
CPOV:
I understood the feelings I had seen in her eyes. She was scared and worried about the baby and my reaction, but she was still happy she was going to be a mother. I felt the same way. I put a hand on her stomach. In side of her was my son or daughter. I hugged her.
""Everything will be alright." I whispered in her ear.
SPOV:
I walked into Rose's room and froze. I didn't freeze because Rose and Christian were hugging. I froze because of the pregnancy test in her hand it read +PREGNANT+.
RPOV:
"Oh my god! I'm going to have a niece!!! Thank you!" I was hit from the side by little Saffron. She hugged me, then let go, "Wait, was that what you were doing last night? Oh…. That makes so much more sense!"
I watched the little girl walk out of the room.
A.N. Okay. Now it is the real end. I had to end it here. I officially love Saffron. I starting to wonder if I should have made her older. Oh Well. It's funny to listen to an eight-year-old make those comments.
I need name(s), gender(s) and number of for Rose's baby(s). (If you want for there to be more then one I can make up a super-fertility thing. It may be fun to listen to Rose attempt to take care of a few kids) Let me know I don't care.
Rose: I do though!!!!
Shhh You!!