Wow, so long. I'm sorry. Hopefully you aren't all mad at me.
Anyways, thank you to everyone who has reviewed. It certainly is great to get those, and to know that there is actually a reason for updating stories.
Thanks, Ashleigh. You definitely made me feel better about not being able to update. I think the biggest fear with posting any type of story is worrying about the readers being mad at you if you don't update for a little while. So, thank you again, I was starting to worry there.
I was always only ever updating fan fiction on my phone because that's all I really had, but guess what? It's easier now because I got a laptop. Yay!
So, here's the next chapter. I hope you enjoy it.
After dinner, we watched another episode of Doctor Who, and then went to bed. We put her in our spare room, which will soon be hers. After telling her good night, we walked to room, and I fell asleep with Dimitri's arms around me.
"What do you mean she doesn't exist?" I asked. I was currently on the phone with Hans, and it was hard to believe what he was saying.
"What I'm saying is that nothing popped up. We have no files, nothing. The DNA doesn't register and even the alchemists didn't find anything." Hans said, sounding really stressed.
Dimitri looked at me questioningly. I just shook my head and walked to the kitchen, away from Anabelle. I would explain everything to Dimitri later, and I really didn't need Anabelle hearing the conversation.
"Did you find anything out about her?" he asked me. It was my job to question Anabelle, and I was trying to do it without her feeling pressured to give me an answer. It has been going well so far.
Wow, so long. I'm sorry. Hopefully you aren't all mad at me. Anyways, thank you to everyone who has reviewed. It certainly is great to get those, and to know that there is actually a reason for updating stories. Thanks, Ashleigh. You definitely made me feel better about not being able to update. I think the biggest fear with posting any type of story is worrying about the readers being mad at you if you don't update for a little while. So, thank you again, I was starting to worry there. I was always only ever updating fan fiction on my phone because that's all I really had, but guess what? It's easier now because I got a laptop. Yay! So, here's the next chapter. I hope you enjoy it.
"What do you mean she doesn't exist?" I asked. I was currently on the phone with Hans, and it was hard to believe what he was saying.
"What I'm saying is that nothing popped up. We have no files, nothing. The DNA doesn't register and even the alchemists didn't find anything." Hans said, sounding really stressed.
Dimitri looked at me questioningly. I just shook my head and walked to the kitchen, away from Anabelle. I would explain everything to Dimitri later, and I really didn't need Anabelle hearing the conversation.
"Did you find anything out about her?" he asked me. It was my job to question Anabelle, and I was trying to do it without her feeling pressured to give me an answer. It has been going well so far.
"She doesn't know anything, really. She doesn't know her mom's name, her own last name, or where she came from. She's never been to school, but her mother has been teaching her," I said, telling him everything I know, "The only thing she knows is that they've moved around a lot and that her father disappeared when she was about three."
"I guess we're done with trying to get information out of her. It seems as though her mother tried to keep her in the dark," he said disappointingly.
"Maybe," I replied, thinking about what this means.
"Okay, I guess I'll let you go back to whatever you were doing. Don't forget you have a shift tomorrow."
"Of course, thank you. Bye," I said, trying to say whatever to make him happy so that I could hurry and get back to Dimitri and Anabelle. This is the last full day I'll get with the both of them until whenever Dimitri and I both get a day off. Which will probably be next week.
" So...?" Dimitri asked, wanting the details. I explained it to him, and then we both played some games with Anabelle until it was time to go to Lissa's for dinner.
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"Aunt Lissa!" Anabelle yelled before jumping at Lissa. Lissa fell back a little, but kept her ground and hugged Anabelle, then put her down. "Uncle Chrissy!" she yelled before doing the same thing to Christian. It was cute, because she had picked up my nickname for Christian.
Anabelle started talking their ears off, telling them about all she had done since they last saw her, which was yesterday. Dimitri came up behind me and put his arms around my waist. We both watched Anabelle, happy at the sight of our daughter.
"What's wrong?" Dimitri asked. I hadn't realized I started to frown until he said something about it.
"It's nothing," I told him, not wanting him to worry.
"Please, Roza. Tell me." He turned me around so I was still in his arms, but I was facing him this time.
I sighed. "It's just-" I started. I really didn't want to finish my thought, but I knew Dimitri wouldn't let it go that easy. "It's just that," I started again, "I love having Anabelle and it's amazing to be able to have a daughter at all, but I wish we could have a child that was biologically ours." He sighed. I knew he felt the same way, no matter how much he wanted to deny it.
He proved that I was right when he started to speak. "I can't say that I don't feel the same way, but I can certainly tell you that I am so happy with what we can have. We've already discussed this. Yeah, we can't have biological children, but we have Anabelle. Someone who loves us as much as we love her. Someone that seems to belong to us in a way only a biological child can. I'm perfectly happy with what we have, and I would never change it for the world."
As always, he said the perfect thing. All I could do after that speech was kiss him, and he responded eagerly. We would have continued for a while if it weren't for Christian clearing his throat.
The girls were still in the dining room, but he came back to ask if we were going to eat or not. "Of course," I said like it was the most obvious thing in the world, which really, it is.
I kept a hold of Dimitri's hand as we headed to the kitchen and sat us across from Anabelle and Lissa.
On the table was some delicious looking food that was most likely made by Christian. Lissa had already made Anabelle a plate, so I went ahead and piled food on a plate for me, then Dimitri made himself a plate.
Dimitri and I held hands while we ate and tuned into Anabelle and what she was saying.
"We went and got ice cream, and then we played at the park. It was so much fun! Then, daddy made blini," she paused and glanced at Dimitri to make sure she had gotten that right, after he gave a swift nod she continued, "and it was delicious."
Christian cut in before Lissa could reply, and Anabelle turned her attention to him. Dimitri decided to take part in their conversation, and I soon understood that this was so that Lissa and I could talk without having to worry too much about Anabelle interrupting us.
"I found something," she started.
I looked at her questioningly, "What?"
"Well, it was delivered to me, but it's very interesting." She grabbed her plate and started to head to the kitchen.
I picked up both mine and Dimitri's plate and headed into the kitchen, right behind her. She put her plate in the sink and went to go get something. I decided to just go ahead and rinse the dishes off since she didn't do it herself, like she normally does.
I was just about done when she came back. I dried my hands, then faced her.
"This came to my door. Nobody knew who sent it," she told me handing me a letter that was addressed to Dimitri and I.
"What's it about?" I asked, turning it over in my hands.
"I don't know," she told me, "I was going to let you guys open it, seeing as it was addressed to you."
I wanted to open it with Dimitri, but he was with Anabelle and my curiosity got the best of me. I ripped it open, and started to read.
"Dear Rose Hathaway and Dimitri Belikov,
If you have gotten this, then something terrible has happened to me.
I fear for my daughter. I have tried my best to keep her under the radar for as long as I could. She is very special and very important. Hopefully, she is as important to you as she is to me.
I know that you don't know much about her, but you should sooner than later. Don't bother her, please, with questions. She won't know the answers to most of them.
Please protect her. I don't just mean from strigoi, I mean from everyone and everything. Keep her with you, don't send her to an academy. You don't have to keep her a secret, just safe.
Not only safe, but keep her happy. I know she will love you. Don't forget to tell her that you love her. Have fun with her. She is truly a miracle. You will soon realize how true that is.
Please tell her I love her, that both me and her father love her. That we'll love her forever.
Don't show anyone this letter besides close family, and yes, this includes Vasilisa Dragomir and Christian Ozera. Sincerely, Anabelle's Mother"
I finished the letter, and didn't know what to think.
After giving Lissa the letter, I leaned against the counter, lost in thought. How did she know that it would be us? Who delivered it? She must have have known something was going to happen, but how did she know to write it to us?
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We went home that night and I showed the letter to Dimitri. He had the same surprised reaction and questions I did. We realized that there was nothing that we could do about it at the moment, so we decided to get some rest so that we would be ready for work tomorrow.
So, what do you think? After a couple weeks, was the wait worth it? I swear, I will try to update much sooner, but I can't made any promises.
Have a great day. Don't forget to protect your moroi.
"Wild and disrespectful? Who the hell are you anyway, outsourced help?" - Rose Hathaway