Sorry for taking forever to update. I've been pretty busy lately.
But maybe not anymore hopefully. I finally got my laptop, but it still doesn't have internet. *downer*

But during this chapter I kind of got writers block, so I just made it up as I went along.
I hope you all like it.

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The Next Day

The next day we had another training session. It was loads better than the day before, with the dream training, or whatever you want to call it. Adrian never fell down, no matter how much I wanted to see him on his ass. I really wanted to show him something that I could do, but Dimitri wouldn't let me do anything that could hurt the baby, which I agreed to, but I already missed being in action. I loved to fight, I lived to fight. But all I could do was watch as everyone got to mess with Adrian.

We made him practice his blocking again, and then moved on to kicking. So we got another kicking bag and made him practice. He kicked from the sides, and then from the front, making him think he was going to knock a Strigoi down, which is harder than you'd think. Dimitri stood behind the pinching bag to hold it, and as Adrian kicked, he never moved an inch, which in the end I think made Adrian kinda mad. But it's not his fault, Dimitri's the best of the best, well in my world at least.

After he got tired of kicking, we took a lunch break and headed to the cafateria. All the while we laughed at how red from exhaustion Adrian was and how Dimitri didn't even have one drop of sweat on him. Which of course made Adrian storm off ahead of us.

After eating our sandwiches, we headed back to the gym for more training, making Adrian groan.

"Suck it up," I said as I punched him on the arm, making him groan some more.

"That's not fair," he said. "I can't punch you back 'cause Dimitri would definitely kick my ass then."

"Yes I would," Dimitri replied as he put a hand on Adrian's shoulder. "And don't forget that," he said as he squeezed it.

"Ow!" Adrian yelled as he tried to spin around and push Dimitri away. But it didn't work as Dimitri grabbed his arm and twisted, making Adrian yell louder in pain.

"You've got to be quick if you're going to try to stake a Strigoi. I could have easily broken your arm just now. And then I could have broken your neck just as easily. You've got to remember that." He threw his arm down, making Adrian fall on the ground, holding his arm.

"I know that. I've told you that I've never fought before, give me a break."

"Strigoi aren't going to give you a break, why should I? We definitely need to up your training."

"Are you finally going to practice with a stake then?"

"No! Definitely not. Not yet. But maybe soon, if you start working harder."

"Yeah, sure, no problem. Let's get back to training," he said as he rushed through the doors of the gym.

"I knew that that would work!" Dimitri smiled.

"That what would work?" I asked with a smile.

"Give him something to look forward to so he'll train harder."

"You think you're so smart don't you?"

"Of course," he said as he pulled me into a kiss.

"Well then let's get your smart, cute ass in there and get Adrian ready to stake some Strigoi," I replied as I pushed him ahead of me and hit his ass, making him grin and making me laugh.

For our weekly check-up, the doctor checked if the baby was still fine. He said that nothing has changed and the baby is healthy, but it's still way too early to tell the sex. After all, I'm only three weeks in. But I just can't wait to find out. I know, I know, I don't seem like the baby type, but deep down in everyone, even me, they love babies. And since this one is mine, I really, really love it. And I can tell that Dimitri does too, 'cause whenever he sees me, he smiles real big and looks at my stomach. Which in return, makes me smile to as I rub my tummy.

After the doctor's visit, we meet up with the gang and ate dinner. Christian is his sad, old self, missing Lissa terribly. We all do, but, of course, Christian is taking it harder. And who would blame him? After all, they were supposed to get married soon.

When everyone was done eating, we all headed back to our rooms, but not before everyone said good bye, and I hugged Christian, yeah, I know, me hug Christian, but we have gotten' closer with the last few months.

"I'm going to take a shower," I said as we got to my apartment. "Do you need to use the restroom Dimitri?"

"No, go ahead," he replied from the couch. "I'm just going to sit here for a bit."

"Okay," I said as I kissed him and then got in the shower. Usually I don't take long in the shower, but I was exhausted, so I just stood in there for a while before actually washing off.

By the time I got out and dried off, Dimitri was asleep on the couch with one of his western novels in his lap, making me laugh that he enjoys those so much. As I reached to put the book away, I jump as he grabbed a hold of my wrist, pulling me to him in a warm embrace.

"Hey beautiful! How was your shower?" he asked as he kissed the top of my head.

"Great. How was your nap sleepy head?" I asked in return as I lifted myself up and brought my lips to his.

"Wonderful! I dreamed of the best woman in the world."

"And who would that be?" I smiled.

"You," he replied as he hugged me closer to him and turned me over so I was on bottom. "And this wonderful miracle of ours," he said as he began tickling me. I squirmed under him, trying to get free, but it was no use, he was bigger and stronger than me. So I just tickled him right back in his most ticklish spot, his armpits. He squealed as he jumped, giving me space to slide out from him and make a run for the bedroom door. But as I got about twenty feet from the couch, he grabbed me by the waist and spin me around, making me dizzy instantly.

"Stop it, stop it!" I squealed. "You're going to make me barf." And at that he stopped and plopped down on the couch, pulling me into his lap once again.

"Well I don't want that. 'Cause then your breath would stink," he whispered the last part.

"Hey," I yelled as I turned around and jumped on him.

"I'm just saying."

"So what. And now you're going to get it comrade!" I tickled him again, which made him jump and grab my hands.

"Stop it Roza," he said seriously. Which made me look at him like something was wrong. What? He could do it to me, but I can't tickle him? Gosh.

"Why?"

"'Cause then I can't do this," he replied with a grin. He grabbed my ass and kissed me hard. I wrapped my arms around his neck as he got up from the couch and carried me to my bed. He set me down, ending our kiss, so he could get in his pajamas. As I started getting under the covers, he jumped on the bed and helped me under them. I cuddled up in his arms instantly, loving his strong, warm arms around me. He pushed my chin up to him and kissed me passionately, making me moan. "I love you Roza."

"I love you too Dimitri." I kissed him back, and within a few minutes, we were in a hot make-out session.

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