The way that it should have been

Chapter 4

I chuckled for a moment before I spoke again. "As I was saying, I really need to go visit my family because I haven't seen them in three almost four years now. So I thought that I would do that while everyone else is at the ski lodge. Would... would you want to go with me?" I asked hesitantly, nervously and a little concerned about her answer.

"Go with you to the frozen wasteland of polar bears and penguins?" She teased and I laughed.

"Yes. Although you wouldn't get to see any polar bears or penguins. But you would get to meet my family and we would be able to find out how it feels to be able to publicly be out together. Since no one knows you, on sight, there. We could walk around town holding hands and kissing in public without possibly getting into trouble. Plus, in Baia they really don't even care about that kind of thing anyway. There are little to no prejudices in Baia at all, in Baia they focus mainly on family, on love. There your family and love came far before any moroi. Unless that moroi is also a part of your family, like Ivan was mine."

"I wish that it was like that everywhere."

I could hear the pain and sadness in her voice, and not only because of the screwed up mess that our world is in. But also, and mainly, it was because she knows just how much I miss Ivan. And because of her loving, compassionate, giving and caring heart; it hurts her to see me hurt or in pain in any way.

"Me too detka, me too." I kissed her on her forehead as I slid one of my hands up and down her back. (baby)

"But how would we go about getting me away from here? That bitch Kirova would never let me go, especially not if she knew that I actually wanted to go."

"So you do want to go with me?"

She cupped my cheek gently and oh so lovingly.

"Of course I want to go with you baby, I always want to be with you. If I had my way there would never be more than three to five feet between us, if even that much, ever again. EVER again my love." She lovingly and fiercely reassured me as she caressed my cheek with her soft, delicate and yet sooo very deadly little hand.

Her words touched my heart so very deeply. Especially since I knew chert well just how fiercely much that she meant them. (damn)

"Thank you, lyubov' moya." (my love)

She smiled a sweet, loving and gentle smile at me. "You're welcome my love. Our only problem now is how to get me the hell out of here."

"We can talk to Alberta, she loves you like you are her own daughter detka, and if she thought that it was what was best for you. Then she would not hesitate in recommending it to Kirova. And if you acted like you didn't want to go, to Kirova, then she would probably force you to go. Well, she would think that she is forcing you to go. She seems to relish in being as inhospitable to you as possible for some reason or another that I don't understand." (baby)

"Oh you are sneaky my love, almost as sneaky as me. As for Alberta, that would mean that we would have to tell her about us. And Kirova is just a hateful bitch." I could hear the fear in her voice just as plainly as I could see it in her eyes. But when she spoke of Kirova her fear turned to anger. And I could understand that I have seen the way that Kirova is with and around moya ledi lyubov'. I didn't understand it and I didn't like it, not one little bit, but I had been witness to it far too many times. I don't know why Kirova doesn't like lyubov' moya, but I know that she doesn't. (my lady love)

"As for Alberta, we only need to tell her that we love each other mladenets, nothing more. No one should ever know anything else about us unless and until we decide that we want them to know." (babe)