When we arrived at the airport, and we got on the plane my father sent. No entirely sure how he did that without suspicion but if I knew him it was better I never asked. It was very similar to the jet I first arrived at court in. This one didn't have a bedroom, so I quickly found a relatively comfortable spot on the big arm chair type seats for take off. I lifted my shirt to look at my belly.

I hadn't got any stretch marks yet, but my stomach looked red as if it was sunburnt. I had read somewhere that it was common to feel a little burning because your skin stretches, but this felt unreasonable. Once we were in the air I went to the bathroom in search of some type of lotion. Dimitri so far hadn't said anything, but he eventually came into the bathroom. "What are you doing?" I had looked everywhere except under the sink but all there was some fancy hand soap.

"Just washing my hands." Dimitri rolled his eyes.

"You're a terrible liar Rose." I ignored him and awkwardly lowered myself to the floor and opened the cabinet. Towels, towels, towels, no lotion. I tried to get up but I was stuck. I felt like I had no way of moving my legs. "Do you want hel..."

"No, I want to just sit on the floor." I tried to make my expression as neutral as possible. Without saying anything else, Dimitri sighed and put his hands under my arms and picked me up as if I weighed five pounds. I had half a mind to just sit down again to prove him wrong, but didn't feel like putting in the effort.

"Now will you please tell me, what are you doing?" My expression wavered a little before I answered.

"Looking for lotion." I felt unusually shy. "But there is none so, excuse me." He didn't move.

""Why?"

"I just wanted something to make me smell good." He groaned.

"How many times do I have to tell you your a terrible liar?"

"Anyone else would have believed me." Dimitri was surprisingly patient with me every time I closed off like this, but this time I seemed to annoy him.

"Well I'm not anyone else, and I love you, so I want to help you. So please tell me what's wrong." I was stunned. I hadn't heard Dimitri say that since before the attack on St. Vladimir. I didn't say anything for a while.

"I love you too." I don't think he realized what he said until I replied. He put his hand on my arms and kissed my forehead.

"Please tell me what's the matter." I exhaled and lifted my shirt so he could see my bump.

"It's burning a little, I just wanted to find something to make it stop." Dimitri gave me a sympathetic look. "Don't do that, don't feel sorry for me. It's just something I have to deal with." Dimitri frowned.

"I just don't like seeing you in pain."

"It's just uncomfortable, it doesn't hurt so cut it out." Dimitri winced a little. "Sorry, it's just been bugging me for a few weeks."

"And you didn't think you'd could tell me?" Dimitri looked a little hurt.

"You worry too much." He signed and took my hand. He pulled me into the main cabin of the plane. He took one his bags out of the compartment it was in a started digging through it. He pulled out a small brown bag of food his mother gave him. After sifting through it for a moment he pulled out the jar.

"I won't worry so much if you told me these things." He handed me the container before replacing his things. "It's from my sister, she says she bought it from the grocery part of her pharmacy when she was pregnant and to keep it for you." My mouth hung open.

"You mean your prepared for this shit? Ugh!" Dimitri chuckled as I read the jars label. 'Coconut Oil' I shrugged and lifted my shirt. The oil didn't give me the instant cooling effect I wanted but I slowly felt the burning fade away as I rubbed it in. Once Dimitri, had put all his stuff away he came and sat on the arm of my chair.

I pulled my shirt back down as he stroked my hair. He picked me up and sat me on his lap. He kisses me, I already felt myself falling asleep. He whispered again. "I love you Roza." I lay like that for hours and Dimitri didn't seem to mind. I woke up and I was reading one of his western novels, and subconsciously still stoking my cheek. I wiggled a little and he looked down at me. "Sorry Rose, I didn't mean to wake you up."

"No, no it's fine. I needed to get up." I proper myself us and slipped off his lap.

"We still have ten hours till where back in America." I noticed Dimitri's accent was a lot thicker after spending time in Russia. I wonder home long it would take for me to pick up that accent. I went over to the mini fridge and rummaged around for a bit. After prepared get doe thing quickly I happily resumed my position on Dimitri's lap.

He looked at me funny for a moment. "That's an interesting meal you have there." It was a bowl of microwaveable Mac and cheese, but just like most things I was eating recently, it was topped with whipped cream. I shoveled a big spoonful into my mouth with a huff.

"It's good okay." I felt chills run down my spine. I put the my nearly untouched bowl on the tray next to me. I heard Lissa screaming before I was pulled into her head. She was sitting on the toilet in her bathroom. Christian came running in.

"Christian I'm bleeding!" I felt her abdomen cramping. Similar to something I'd felt on my period. Christian raked his fingers through his hair. He ran out the room and came back with the phone in his hands. Lissa was completely sobbing at this point. Christian was talking to someone on the phone he hung up and knelt in from of her. He cupped her cheek, Adam one again I seen the extremely vulnerable side of Christian.

"It's going to be okay, baby, it's going to fine. The nurse said put a liner on on come to the ER." He got up and what he did next surprised me. I heard him running downstairs nearly screaming my mothers name, and then it was quiet. Lissa's hands where shaking so it was very difficult for her to situate herself. When she did she stood up and was greeted by my mother at the door. She was all business. She took Lissa's hand and gave her to Christian so she could support her. Lissa was shaking so much she could barely walk.

The group made it into my mother's guardian van and raced to the hospital. When they got there Lissa was immediately brought back and greeted by a doctor and two nurses. They made my mother wait outside but she didn't seem to mind. Christian was let I after a little persuading.

The doctor took no time for pleasantries and immediately put Lissa's legs on some stirrups. I knew the answer before he said it. "Miss. Dragomir, I'm sorry but I can't do anything. Your body has already began having a miscarriage." Lissa let out a strangled cry, Christian took her hand, but she couldn't look him in the eye. Her body began to shut down, she felt completely numb. She felt the cold gel on her stomach as the doctor began performing and ultra sound, but this time she couldn't hear the heartbeat.

As if on cue the cramping stopped, Lissa shut her eyes and bit her lip. The Doctor handed something to one of the nurses. "Your baby was born November 28th at 12 ounces. I'm Sorry Princess." Lissa sat u a little. "You'll need to take it easy for a few days. I'll give you two a moment." The doctor and nurses left and as soon as the door shut Lissa completely lost it.

Christian tried to comfort her but was little help. "Rose!" She called out my name and I was thrown back into my own head. I was on the floor of the plane and Dimitri was holding me, no doubt I fell as soon as the bond pulled me in.

"Dimitri I have to get back to her! She needs me! I..." He held my face in his hands.

"Rose, breath." I began squirming so he'd release me, even though I would have no where to go because I was thousands of feet above the Atlantic Ocean.

"She needs me, I need to help her!"

"Roza, it's going to be okay, just tell me what happened."I held my face and didn't let go until my breathing was leveled. In an almost whisper I told him.

"She lost the baby." Just like that I began to cry, not loud dramatic sobbing, but quiet constant tears. Dimitri didn't need anymore of an explanation. He just held me and I cried on the floor for nearly the entire flight. Occasionally slipping into Lissa's mind to see more crying. We didn't really talk much but it was one of the saddest ten hours of my life.

I wasn't sure how Dimitri could still do this so easily, but he picked me up and sat me in a chair when the pilot said we where going to be landing. I worried a little because Dimitri still had the stitches in his arm and I didn't want him putting added stress on it. When we arrived at the airport we easily got off and the RV we left was still waiting for us in the parking lot.

After unpacking our stuff it was beginning to be night time, but I was wide awake. Probably for the better since soon I would hopefully be living on my nocturnal schedule. I sat in the passenger seat as Dimitri drove out of SFO and started heading east. When the sun began coming up the next morning I could tell Dimitri was exhausted, and he finally gave into me begging for him to get some sleep. I joined him in the bed and we slept in some trailer park near the Grand Canyon.

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