With An Addition (VA Fanfic)

Shockwaves

DPOV
Something was wrong. But I didn't care what. All I wanted to do- all I could do- was kiss Rose. Kiss Rose and revel in the heat between our bodies. I looked into her eyes again and I saw the decision in them. She was decided to relive that night so many years ago. I reached my hand out and unclasped her necklace. With what I wanted to do to top that night it would be in the way more than it already was.

Only, when I dropped it to my bedside table, the way I felt... changed. I still wanted her- I'd always want her- but now I could think more clearly. The heat between us... this was different. I wanted to do things with her... not to her. And not with Jen in the room. Certainly not with the baby in the room. What was the difference? What had caused the change?

The necklace. I grasped it again and it all came flooding back. What did it matter that Jenée was here? She was asleep and Rose and I could be quiet. Even with all I wanted to do to her. She was what that mattered...
But, was this us? This didn't feel like us. This didn't feel right.

"This necklace. It's the one Prince Victor have you, right?" I murmured. Why did I care? Why should I? The only thing that I should care about was ravishing Rose, my Roza.
"Y-yeah?" Confusion and lust played in her eyes. As did the fire of trying to ignore how our bodies reacted to each other.
"There's something here... something feels wrong..." I pinched the bridge of my nose and closed my eyes, trying to ignore the mouthwatering sight of her naked body. "This- this doesn't feel like us." I was seriously getting pissed off now, because I couldn't figure out what was going on. "This doesn't feel like... like last time."
"Shouldn't every time feel different?" Oh honey... one baby later and she was still so innocent.
I grunted. "It shouldn't feel like this... it shouldn't feel like all that matters is what I can do to your body!" I complained.
Rose gasped and my eyes opened. I drank her in. The eyes didn't look so unfocused anymore. "Lissa! I have to tell you something about Lissa but I can't remember what. It's too fuzzy."
That's when I got it. I forced myself away from her and away from the bed. All I wanted was to return to her, to kiss her and taste her and do all sorts of unspeakable things to her. But I moved my gaze to Jen, who was sleeping soundly. We couldn't, not with her in the room, not when we were under a charm. I forced myself to the window and opened it. I found my last piece of control when I was blasted with the chilly air. My arm extended itself out and my fingers uncurled, releasing the necklace. My head cleared. And so did Rose's when I looked to where so was bolting towards me.
Her eyes widened in fear. "Lissa! She's- she's been taken!"

We started dressing. "Do you still fit into your old clothes?" I asked when I realised that her wearing that dress again wasn't the best of ideas.
"Sorta. Wh-" she cut herself off when she realised what I meant. "Never mind," she laughed. Rose went straight for the drawer her old stash of clothes hadn't moved from. She just fit into her old jeans and St Vlad's Middle School Senior shirt. Still, I decided to throw her one of my old hoodies to wear over the top before I scooped Jenée up into my arms and Rose and I rushed out the door to Alberta's office.

The commotion of Alberta calling in guardians and Kirova woke Jenée.
"Momma!" she wined in such a way that it indicated she was clearly- and understandably- crabby. She sat up on the lounge I'd laid her on earlier and looked around. "Papa!" she demanded my attention when her eyes registered I was in this chaos. Rose and I were by her side in less than 2 seconds.
"Shh," we cooed in unison. Rose's eyes pleaded with me to look after her daughter while she returned to nagging the guardians and Kirova to do something.
I pulled Jen into my arms and sat then Rose kissed her forehead. "Momma's got to help Aunty Lissa, sweetie- she's gone out without telling anyone and only Momma knows where she is. Can you be good for Mr Mitri while Momma helps get Aunty Lissa back? Please, baby?"
Jenée nodded and curled into my chest. "Yes, Momma. I be good for Papa," she mumbled in Russian.
Rose looked at me in exasperation. "I don't have the energy to tell you off again, Dimitri. Did she agree?"
I nodded. "Yes. Go save Lissa."
Close to inaudibly, I hummed a Russian lullaby. At the same time I tried to focus on everything around me.
"How many Strigoi were there?"
"How in the world would they get in?"
"Wh- they weren't Strigoi!"