Into the Ether - Complete

Spring, When New Things Grow: Part 7

"If Guardian Schoenberg called the commanding officer again they could get a message to Dimitri to let him know what's happened!" I explained. "I mean – it will be a big shock, and there's a chance Dimitri might not even believe me, but he told me they wouldn't send Guardians who are parents on missions like these, so maybe they'll bring him back to get it checked out? There must be tests they can do? And even if they can't bring him home, at least he'll know about Junior, and we might be able to talk again? I mean, I'm making all the decisions here, but this is his child, too. He deserves to know and get some say in things..."

I think I'd said all of that in one breath, looking at Alberta pleadingly. She returned my gaze thoughtfully.

"You have a point," she said scratching her chin. "At the very least Belikov deserves to be told. I'll give Guardian Schoenberg a call and see what's possible. Don't get your hopes up – if Belikov's in an operational cell, they might not be able to reach him. But you're right. It's worth a try."

I reached across Alberta's desk and squeezed her hand. I understood protocol needed to be followed, but I trusted her to plead my case to Schoenberg. He'd been so understanding last time, surely when Alberta told him I was pregnant with Dimitri's child he'd do whatever it took to get a message to my Russian God?

I knew I should be heeding Alberta's warning about not getting my hopes up, but I was already imagining being back in Dimitri's arms. I couldn't decide whether I wanted to have sex, shower with him or fall sleep in his arms first. Maybe we'd do all three in that order?! I wonder if he'd notice the changes to my body? My baby bump looked more like one too many slices of pizza, but my breasts had definitely changed, and he'd loved playing with my breasts so much. Hopefully, he'd like that there was a bit more of them to play with, I thought apprehensively.

I had a free period up next, so I thought I'd go to the library and get some books I needed for an assignment. I was sitting at the desk pondering how Dimitri would take the news he was going to be a Daddy when I was pulled into Lissa's mind. She and Christian were having a huge argument.

"So just how often is she in there?" Christian was shouting. "Once a day? Once a week? All the time?! Is she some sort of voyeur who gets off on watching what we do?!"

"It's not like that," Lissa replied crossly. "Most of the time she has no control over it. If I get too upset, it pulls her in."

"So you were upset when we had sex for the first time? Does that mean in some weird way I've slept with Rose?" Christian looked like he wanted to barf. Welcome to my world! I felt the same way, and he hadn't had to cope with seeing me naked and whispering sweet nothings!

"No, of course not. It's when my emotions run high. Any sort of feeling. She usually tells me afterward. I know she has been sucked in a few times when we've been about to... you know... but that usually only happens when she's asleep, and her guard is down. As soon as it occurs, she pulls herself out of my head and distracts herself by going to the gym or for a run. She said she's a lot better at blocking it out now than she was at first."

"Do you mean all those times I've been sneaking back to my dorm in the sunlight and seen Rose running on the track she knew we were having sex?"

"I don't know! Look she trains a lot, so some of it might be coincidence..."

I snorted to myself. Yeah – because anyone doing two training sessions a day, as well as three combat classes wants to get up for a little run at 1 pm to clear their head. Not.

"Well, can't you tell when she's in there? Or force her out?"

"No I can't tell, and I understand it's creepy. I hate it," she said with surprising vehemence. "It's awful thinking I have absolutely no privacy."