The accident & the snowstorm (A VA fanfic)

Eleven

Kirova'sPOV
Rose walked into my office the day after her birthday, the first Monday I had the Academy up and running after the attack. She never came willingly, so what was this visit about?
"Yes, Miss Hathaway?" I was ready for anything and everything... except what she ended up actually revealing.
"I'm pregnant," she blurted, as if ripping a band aid off.

This had clearly been hanging over her head for some time. I knew the rumours of her sleeping around, but had never once believed, knowing her true and complete, heartfelt loyalty was to the Princess. They'd been inseparable from the moment they'd met. And honestly, the rumours had come from the royal Moroi who I knew were most likely to lie just to degrade her further. She truly was a promising and talented novice, rough around the edges, but Belikov had done a great job of smoothing her down. Not that I'd tell them that. Speaking of Belikov, he's usually as glued to her hip and ready to defend her as the Princess.

"You're what?" I asked in a show of shock and stupidity.
Rose sighed and repeated the two words I never thought I'd hear. "I'm pregnant."
It was real. The school's Senior smart-ass and prankster novice was really pregnant. "I suppose you don't want to tell me since when?" Since when was I gentle with Rose Hathaway? Since she's pregnant and likely wouldn't think twice about ripping my head off.
"Christmas," she confessed.
"You've known since Christmas? Or it happened over Christmas?"
Rose Hathaway blushed furiously before my eyes as if reliving the moment before answering. She cleared her throat. "It happened over Christmas."
I didn't strictly speaking need to know who the father was, but I wanted to know who was so close to her the mere half thought of him made her blush. She may be her grade's dhampir A-grade flirt, but that blush screamed a deeper emotion, a love that had made her somewhat private. "Who's the father, Rose?"
Most of her blush was replaced with a stoniness, a defensive guard. "No. You're not knowing that. No one's knowing that. If you value your sanity you'll let me keep that locked away."
A single brow rose of its own accord.
"No," Rose repeated and stood to leave. "I've told you what I must, recall me if you decide to change my classes or expel me."
"I won't expel you, Rose. But humour me and tell me my suspect is right? I swear not to punish either of you if you truthfully tell me it's a certain Guardian's love child. Tell me honestly you consented, you love him, and you've not had sex anywhere on Academy grounds and I'll leave you in peace," I bargained.
Her blush and love-sick eyes told me my answer. She hesitated before answering. "If you keep to your end of the deal, I promise to try and better my grades, and I'll tell no one other than Lissa who the father is. Since I can't promise to stay out of your office."
I nearly laughed. "Okay. Now, tell me."
She let her guard down and I saw a softness in her that not even the Princess could bring out. I saw her pure, raw, unadulterated love, passion and honesty. "Yes, Guardian Dimitri Belikov has captured my heart and I did consent to the act of love that created our baby Belikov. No, we have not had sex on Academy owned land."

I knew it! I knew they were too joined at the hip, too altered by each other for there not to be any genuine feelings, genuine attraction. They were too sickeningly cute simply standing side by side and looking as though they fit together like two jigsaw puzzle pieces for there not to be a reason. And she must truly love him to confess that to me. There was not one sign of lying or deceit in her words, face or posture.

"Thank you, Rose. Now go and take care of that miracle you're carrying."
Looking beaten and exhausted, she left my office. I knew I should expel her and fire him, but those two were the ones who saved the school, so I kind of felt as though I owed them a break, since the world wouldn't give them one. Even years in the future they'd still be being talked about and stared at as an oddity. It was my thank you to them to give them the privacy and shelter of sneaking around.

DPOV
"She knew?" I asked, shell-shocked.
Rose nodded just as Alberta walked in. Alberta tended to allow enough time for Rose to be ten minutes late, then give us ten minutes to stretch before walking in and killing any conversation about the baby or linked conversations so she could take over training for an hour.