I am Ukrainian🇺🇦. (A VLODYMYR ZELENSKYY FANFIC)

Chapter 21

We moved back in to the house after being released from hospital.  Mom came to stay for 2 weeks and dad still called every day. I loved being home and spent every second cuddling with Rory. When it was time for mom to go home I told her we would be joining her if it was ok. I wanted to go baby shopping. I was already at the half way mark and the baby did not have a single thing. Rory was excited to be a big sister. Vova had to stay behind but joined us over the weekends. After a month I went back to my beloved Kyiv.

I loved every second of my pregnancy the big and small things. Vova made a promise to be home promptly every night and he stayed true to his word. He loved everything about the pregnancy also he could sit hours and just rub my bump or talk to it, read it stories or whatever.

One morning I woke up to him building the crib. That was both sweet and funny to watch. Lets just say dancing and building are not good friends add in a toddler and you have a full scale mess. But he navigated it well and everything was done. I helped decorate the nursery so did Rory. We had loads of fun.

We were excited to meet our little miracle. He clearly stormed the castle but we were not complaining. At one of the appointments in France the doctor told me that this is a huge miracle nothing like this has ever happened to someone in my position. I told him maybe Vova had a Point maybe love won. Not cancer, not heart issues, not chemo, not Russian tortuous occupiers and not even Putin could put a stop to love winning. The doctor agreed with me joking that maybe if love was the only thing focused on the world could be a better place. Dad and I had to agree.

I still didn't feel like discussing what happened with my PR team. Dad told them to give me time I need space to process everything and recover. They still don't know about the baby or that I got married so that was going to be a fun conversation.

A month or so after I got back from Paris. We were playing with Rory in the backyard, she had managed to rope Wladimir Klitschko into playing with her, when the door bell rang. Since we did not expect anybody Vova went to see who it was and what they wanted. He told Wladimir that he was to protect me, Kaya and Rory. It was Vova's  mother at the door. He told Wladimir to take us all upstairs lock the door and be on guard. I was ok with it since I knew Wladimir for a very long time. We did a few charity events over the course of 5 years we even manged to become friends. He and Kaya would come visit Paris fairly often and since I use to babysit Rory often we were all very familiar and comfortable with each other. We always had a good time so it didn't really surprise me that morning when my phone rang telling me he and Kaya was outside with coffee and breakfast. I just smiled got up and opened the door for them. He explained he spoke to dad and that during the war Kaya went to stay with uncle Manu and aunt Getty like she called them. Kaya immediately took Rory and went playing outside even if she was way older she loved spending time with Rory. Wladimir and I took our coffee and went outside we watched the girls play and we talked. At one point he told me I looked happy, I smiled and said I am thank you.

He became serious and said.. "Jorji why or when did you decide to move here and during what period did those marks happen?" referring to the marks left after the torture and being shot.

I could see he was worried but I could also knew I could be open and honest with him.

"I have been here for 3 years now... Little over... I started seeing a guy from here, we fell in love, got married, got Rory, war happened, I got kidnapped by Russia to provide info, but the joke was on them. Then I healed, Bucha happend, emotions were high, we got pregnant, and the war ended the day I told him I was pregnant. We came back here and here you are. Not much of a story " I told him.

Wladimir : Wait are you serious? Ok hold on let me unpack this... You are pregnant?  

Me: Yes I am serious and yes I am pregnant also.

Wladimir: How far along are you?

Me: 7 months 5 days.

Wladimir: wow that's awesome. Boy/girl?

Me: Boy and thank you.

Wladimir hugged me.

Wladimir: Who is this mystery man of yours? I am not saying I know the whole country but maybe I know him.

Me: Oh you definitely know him believe me.

Vova took that as his sign and said.

Vova: If he doesn’t know me we have a bigger problem than I thought. Morning Wladimir.

Wladimir looked around in pure panic and horror and back at me

Wladimir: You married the president and you are pregnant?

Me: (laughing) say it louder will you? Chill out he's just a person like you I promise.
Vova was laughing so hard at his reaction he cought Rorys attention. "Daddy" she yelled and ran towards him.

Wladimir looked even more shocked if that was even possible. At this point even the baby was in on it he kicked wildly. I took Wladimir's hand and placed it on my belly. Even though you could hardly see a bump you could definitely feel him moving.
Wladimir went silent looked at me. I nodded and he looked over to Vova turning dead serious.

Wladimir: "You are serious about this? Please say this is one of your joke things... "

Vova: No jokes here. (Walking over to me giving me a kiss and holding out our hands with our wedding rings both on the right middle finger)
We would also like to ask you to keep this for yourself for the time being. We are not yet ready to share after everything that happened.

Me: Wladimir we know this is huge news and I admit your face was worth it but I can assure you that we really are in love and I have no regrets about anything. I love my husband and I love our children. We are just not really ready to share it with the whole world you know.

Wladimir: Sure yes of course. I understand. But Jorji him? Seriously? You could have done better. (smiling)

Me: Yes him and no I could not. He is perfect for me. Little rough around the edges but perfect for me. (I kissed Vova again).

Wladimir: ok eeuw I get the picture please stop.

We all laughed.

We went back to watching the girls play. We were having a great time until the bell rang again.