Hello, my lovelies! Sorry for the delay but life has been kind of hectic recently!
This was also kind of difficult to write becausee of personal reasons. You can probably guess what they are after reading the chapter.
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I seem to wake up in hospital a lot. I'm really starting to think that this is a habit I must break, just because it is inconvenient more than anything and because it means I have really irritating people fussing over me all the time.
"Rose?" I hear Adrian's worried voice beside me.
"What's wrong with me now?" I say, groggy.
"We're still waiting for test results to come back." Adrian smiled, stroking my hair back from my face and kissing my forehead.
I try to sit up and Adrian helps me, I could've done it on my own but whatever makes him feel happy, I suppose.
"Well this is a great way to start married life." I smile. Adrian just kisses my hand and smiles back.
It was another couple of hours before the doctor came back with my test results. And I have to say, if I wasn't a married woman I would have definitely made a pass at the handsome twenty-something Moroi doctor who stood before me. I couldn't help but think how young doctors in England are compared to the States.
"Well, Mrs Ivashkov, it seems that you have low blood sugar which is what caused you to pass out. Blood tests for diabetes came back negative however so you have nothing to worry about there. Same for anaemia and, I have to say this, we did undertake a pregnancy test but that was also negative. You are free to go." He smiled, made a few notes on a clipboard and left the room after shaking Adrian's hand briefly.
We quickly left the hospital to return to our hotel to get changed before heading off on our site seeing tour of London. Adrian decided to start at the London Eye because I couldn't make up my mind. After queuing for about an hour to get a pod, we were finally on our way to the top.
The view was amazing! You could see everything, the Houses of Parliament, Canary Wharf, Post Office Tower even Buckingham Palace. Adrian was so excited and I suppose in a way I was too but there was something bothering me.
The negative pregnancy test. I had never before thought about having children, my one and only dream was to become Lissa's guardian, hell I never even wanted to get married to anyone. But now that I was married I couldn't help but think that I wanted children. Adrian's children. And it wasn't until now that I realised it. I know I was a bit young but I was married and I never wanted to be without Adrian, so why not have a baby?
"Babe, you alright?" Adrian asked. We had reached the top of the Eye and were now beginning the slow descent down.
"Yeah." I faked a smile and kissed Adrian lightly on the lips, as he pulled me closer into his side.
The site seeing continued. We went shopping after the London Eye, going to Harrods, Hamleys (biggest toy shop in the world!), Fortnum and Mason. He hit Oxford Street, where Adrian brought me a ridiculously expensive eternity ring from Swarovski despite my protestations. We decided to call it a day after that. It wasn't late exactly but I was still a bit jet lagged and wanted to leave something for us to do for the next two weeks.
Adrian thought it would be best if we ordered room service for dinner instead of going out in case I "had an episode", which was fine by me it would be nice to have some relaxed time with Adrian.
The next few days were packed with stuff for us to do, although some days we just couldn't bring ourselves to get out of bed before one in the afternoon, but we were newlyweds that is what we were supposed to do.
We went and saw a couple of shows, Wicked actually made me cry. I convinced Adrian he needed some culture and dragged him around the British and Imperial War museums, although he quickly got his revenge by taking me to this stupidly posh restaurant where I made an absolute idiot of myself when I wasted the waiter why I had so much cutlery (I'm sorry but having eight knives and forks and five different spoons for one meal was completely ridiculous).
After a week in London, Adrian got restless and wanted to go somewhere else.
"I'm just saying that there can't be that much more to see in London. I mean we've been to Tower of London, Buckingham Palace, some museums, a few shows, Covent Garden plus other places. Maybe we should head somewhere else. Aunt Tatiana told me that Kent is beautiful or Cornwall." He suggested, hugging my closer to him in bed one night.
"Not much else to see? What about the Tate Modern? The Globe Theatre? Westfield? We can very easily spend another week here, Adrian." I said pulling away from slightly so I could look at him.
"What is there to see at The Globe Theatre?" he paused for a moment. "What is The Globe Theatre, just out of interest?"
"See!" I shouted, excitedly. "That is why we should stay, so you can find out." I said, poking his bare chest with my finger.
"Can't you just tell me what all these places are when we get to somewhere else? What about going to the countryside? The Peak District? The Yorkshire Dales? What about East Anglia? I hear Suffolk is beautiful this time of year." He said, gently stroking a finger up and down my arm.
After seeing that he wasn't going to give up I decided to pull out the big guns. The easiest way to get to a man is either food or sex. Although I'm not quite sure if that means giving it to them or taking it away...
Here goes nothing. I think to myself. "Baby," I start, putting on what I call my "sexy-begging" voice. "please can we just stay here for another week? I promise, as soon as we get home I will ask Lissa for some time off and we can come back to England and do other things. But please, can we just stay here?" I pouted a lot during my little speech and slowly moved closer to him so my leg was draped across his waist, my arms around his neck.
After a while of contemplating this, Adrian slowing placed a hand on my thigh and stroked my bare skin softly, while his other hand laced in my hair pulling my face closer to his. I moved closer to him as if to kiss him, but he his lips just hovered over mine, the hand in my hair meant that I couldn't move to kiss him.
He didn't say anything for a long time, so naturally I assumed that I had one the debate and we were staying here. I mean I practically offered him sex on plate, which should have definitely worked.
"Nice try, Rose. We are definitely going somewhere else now. Your womanly charms are not going to work on me." He kissed me on the nose, released me and turned his back to me leaving me stunned.
Great, now I was going to spend the last week of my honeymoon in the backwards countryside of England. Fucking fantastic.
I hardly slept at all that night. Mostly because of Adrian snoring but also the thought of countryside. I could see that in Montana I was not coming all the way to England to see more of it. After a while I decided that it was pointless trying to sleep so I got up and went into the little living room to watch TV.
I flicked through the channels not finding much on seeing as it was early in the morning but then I came across something. It was a programme that followed expectant mothers through their pregnancy right up to the birth of their child. I looked at the couples on there, young teenagers, those in their twenties, married couples of varying ages, and each time I saw the look of pure wonder on their faces as they saw their child for the first time, even if it was their second or third, their expressions were the same. Bright eyed wonder and the tiny human being that they had created.
Looking at these people I couldn't help but wonder how could they love someone so much that they had only just met? I knew the answer to that straight away. Because it was theirs. Something that only those two people could share because they were the two halves that made the whole thing that would bring them closer together. Their child.
I couldn't help but shed a tear at this. I now knew what I wanted. A child of my own that had Adrian's eyes and sense of humour but my determination and confidence. A child who would be the most perfect child in the world.
"There you are, little dhampir." I heard Adrian's voice behind me and I quickly turn the TV off and wiped the tears from my eyes.
"Here I am." I smiled and turned around, kneeling on the sofa.
Adrian moved closer to stroke my cheek. "Have you been crying?" he asked.
No point in lying. "Yeah, I was watching a film." Ok, that last bit was a lie.
"Let me guess, one of your gushy chick flicks again." he laughed and I nodded. "Come one lets go back to bed."
In a gallant gesture he scooped me up in his arms and carried me back to bed, where my sleep was plagued by dreams of my children that were always just out of reach...
Soooooo none of you guessed correctly! She is not pregnant, but did you see what I did there? Tricked ya!
Also if you don't know what Westfield is (I just assmume that you'll know what and where everything else is because they are either famous landmarks or becasue they are tourist attractions) it is a massive shopping centre which is actually amazing, although I did get lost in there a few times because it is so big but that is a different story all together!
But I agree with Adrian, Suffolk is amazing! So are the people ;)
Anyway, hope you guys like the chapter! Get reviewing!