"I'm late," Rose whispered into the darkness. Lara was asleep covered in blankets at the front of the RV, and Rose and Dimitri had just climbed into bed. They were lying curled up tightly together, Dimitri spooned behind Rose tracing random patterns on her outer thigh. It was early December, and the temperature had suddenly plummeted. Until now, sleeping in the RV had been fine, but it was now undeniably chilly, and it was only going to get worse. They were planning to leave Pamela and Isaac's to head to St. Vlad's in the next couple of weeks, but had yet to set a departure date.
"Late?" Dimitri asked, his fingers ceasing their caress.
"My period," Rose explained, nervous to be sharing her news. "It was due a week ago. Plus my breasts are so freaking sensitive, and I nearly hurled from the smell when I helped Pamela cook bacon this morning."
"Oh Roza," Dimitri moaned his voice hopeful, pulling himself even closer to her. "Do you think...?"
"I think I might be," Rose admitted.
When Sydney told Rose having a child with Dimitri might be a possibility, she had refused to genuinely entertain the idea. The impossibility of the situation had been drummed into her since birth; Dhampir could not have children together. Not that Rose didn't want to – but she hadn't wanted to get her hopes up, which was why she'd agreed to wait and see what happened.
Well – for the last few days, Rose had a reasonably good idea of what had happened. She was tired and absentminded, her breasts ached and seemed fuller, she was peeing every ten minutes, and certain smells made her nauseous. Textbook pregnancy symptoms.
"Do you have any tests?" Dimitri asked, ever the pragmatic partner in their relationship.
"No. But you're not working tomorrow; I thought we could go into Mitchell and get some?"
Dimitri moved back, rolling Rose toward him onto her side, so they were face to face. Draping his arm around her waist, he was already imagining a bump on her abdomen where their child would grow.
"But you're pretty sure you are?" Dimitri checked, hope and excitement radiating from his chocolate brown eyes.
"Everything seems like it," Rose admitted, with a shy little smile, a hand reaching up to stroke the back of her man's neck affectionately.
"Our little girl is going to be a big sister!" Dimitri whispered in awe, gently kissing his girlfriend. His lips were lingering behind her ear when Rose felt something trickle down her neck.
"Comrade?" Rose asked, her voice tender.
"I'm so happy," Dimitri admitted burying his face in Rose's neck because he didn't want her to see him crying.
"I might not be..." Rose warned.
"You don't believe that, do you?"
"No. I think I'm pregnant with our baby," Rose admitted.
Continuing along her neck, Dimitri was kissing Rose everywhere he could reach, whispering loving words in English and Russian. Finally, he brought his lips up to her face, peppering it with kisses before coming back to her lips.
"I want this with you so much."
"I know. We're going to have two under a year and a half. That's double the nappies," Rose said starting to panic a little.
"And it's going to be wonderful," Dimitri promised. "Lara will have a little brother or sister she can grow up with."
"Our hands are going to be full," Rose predicted.
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