Yes Paris and Moscow got married. When I upload the final chapters of this story, I'll upload Moscow Growing Up.


Today was a Capitalia meeting.

Before heading to the meeting, Lisa took a pregnancy test to see if she was due to the fact that she'd been feeling off all week.

When she found out the results, she smiled and decided to tell every capital at the meeting to surprise her husband.

"You ready to go to Lisa?" Aleksander asked.

"As long as you are," she said.

A smile crossed the Russian's face as he took hold of her hand.

"Of course I am."

"Then let's go," Lisa said, smiling.

With that, the two went to the meeting, which would be held in Minsk, the capital of Belarus.

On the way there, Lisa rested her head on him.


One by one, the capitals said what they needed to say.

Lisa was the last one to speak.

Once it was done, she said, "And now, I have a surprise."

Aleksander looked at her with an eyebrow raised.

"I'm pregnant," Lisa said.

There was murmuring from the other capitals before they started congratulating her.

However, Aleksander had a look of surprise.

This was going to be their first child.

The French female smiled and placed a hand on the blond's shoulder.


Lisa was six months along with hers and Aleksander's first child.

They didn't know if it was going to be a boy or a girl.

All Lisa knew was that she's gaining a baby belly.

Currently, she was sitting on Aleksander's lap, her head on his bare, broad shoulder.

He was gently rubbing her belly with a hand.

"So, are you ready to be a parent?" Aleksander asked his wife.

"No," she said as she placed a hand on top of Aleksander's.

"What if we're not good enough?"

"We'll be fine," he reassured and looked at her.

In all honesty, he never said how nervous he was.

"I hope we're having a boy, so he'll grow up to be handsome like his papa," Lisa said, smiling at Aleksander.

The Russian chuckled a bit.

"This is one reason why I love you, meine schönes Frau. You always know how to compliment me, even if it's indirectly."

"Well, I have a reason to," Lisa said.

"I have a wonderful and attractive husband."

At that, Aleksander smiled and was about to say something when he felt a movement, causing his hand to stop.

"You felt that too, huh?" Lisa asked.

"Yeah, I think the baby's moving around."

It was then that there was a harsh kick where the Russian's hand is.

"Oh!" Aleksander exclaimed.

"That was a big one."

"Seems our baby recognizes their daddy," Lisa said and snuggled into him.

She then pat his hand.

"It would seem so," he said as she got a grip of his hand from behind.


3-4 months later, the capitals were in a meeting in Russia's capital of Moscow.

Of course, Lisa sat next to her husband and the future father of her child.

"You going to make it?" Aleksander asked and took hold of her hand.

"Hope so," she said and entwined their fingers.

One by one, other capitals started showing up and the meeting went underway.

About halfway through it, Lisa started feeling pain and soon realized what was going on.

Her grip on Aleksander's hand tightened.

"Aleksander," she said, tugging on his hand.

"Yeah? What is it?" He asked and looked at her.

"What's wrong?" He asked when he saw her expression.

He knew it was important if she interrupted what he was saying.

"Apparently your child decided now would be a perfect time," she said.

Aleksander knew what she was talking about almost immediately.

He looked at the others.

"I'm sorry guys. The rest of the meeting's going to have to be cancelled," he said calmly, though he was freaking out on the inside.

Everyone understood and let Aleksander and Lisa be the first ones to leave for the obvious reason.

Luckily there was a hospital nearby.

However, Aleksander wasn't allowed in the same room as his wife, so he waited in the waiting room for what seemed like forever.

After a couple hours, a nurse came out and said, "Mr. Braginsky?"

That made Aleksander look up from where he's sitting.

"Da?"

The Russian male then stood up.

A smile crossed the face of the nurse.

"Your wife and daughter want to see you."

Blue eyes of Aleksander widened when she said daughter.

"If you could please follow me."

Nodding, Aleksander followed the nurse to Lisa's room.

Once there, he saw Lisa smiling down at the baby in her arms.

"Hi baby," she said to the bundle in her arms.

That made Aleksander smile.

He went and sat in a chair next to the bed she's lying on.

"How are you feeling?" He asked.

"Tired," she said and looked at her husband.

"Sore. Happy."

She smiled at the sight of her spouse.

"I heard from the nurse that we got a daughter instead of a son, like you originally wanted," Aleksander said.

Lisa nodded.

"Oui. Either way, I'm happy to be holding our baby."

Pulling his chair closer, Aleksander made it so that he could see his precious newborn daughter.

Lisa then showed the sleeping face of their baby.

A smile crossed the Muscovite's face.

"She's such a precious little thing," he said.

At that, Lisa nodded in agreement.

"That she is."

The Parisian went to kiss the Muscovite's cheek when he turned his head at the right time and caught her lips in a kiss.

That caught her off guard and made her eyes widen as she watched his eyes close.

She blushed and smiled into it, kissing back.

When they pulled back a moment later, Lisa said, "Your lips are as soft as ever."

Chuckling, Aleksander said, "Thanks. I do my best to take care of them for you."

They didn't notice a nurse walk in.

"You should rest," Aleksander said.

Lisa smiled, nodding.

"Ok."

The baby was transferred to Aleksander before Lisa closed her eyes and went to sleep.

Not long after, the baby's eyes opened and looked up at her father.

That made Aleksander smile brightly.

"Hallo," he said to her.

A smile crossed the face of the baby in his arms.

"Excuse me sir," the nurse said, drawing Aleksander's attention to her.

"Da?" He asked.

"If you would please fill out this birth certificate," said the nurse as she held out said birth certificate that already has the baby's birth date and time she's born.

Aleksander shifted his newborn to one arm so he could take the birth certificate and pencil from the nurse.

He set it on the table nearby and wrote Lucy Nina Braginskaya in Russian.

He then filled out the rest of the certificate.

When it was filled out, he handed the pencil and the birth certificate to the nurse.

"Here you go," he said.

The nurse smiled and took both.

"I'll go make a copy and bring it back," she said and left.


At two years of age, Lucy waddle-ran into her mother's arms.

"Mama!" She exclaimed with a bright smile.

Lisa smiled and picked up the smaller female.

Lucy has her father's hair color, but her eye color neither parent knew where it came from.

Neither had relatives who had golden eyes.

Tiny arms found their way around Lisa's neck in a hug.

"Mama," she repeated.

"Hi baby," Lisa said, smiling.