This is my second fanfic. Hope you like it!

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There are three main types of questions you can get asked from an intelligent almost six-year-old.

The first type is the normal and somewhat whiny questions, the ones like "Mommy, can I have a treat?". They can get really annoying, but they are possible to avoid or control after a while.

The second type is the everyday inquisitive questions. For example, "Mommy, why is the sky blue?" They can get really annoying, especially if you don't know how to answer them. For instance, who really knows why ducks live in ponds? You know there must be some kind of answer related to ecosystems and what-not, but who really remembers elementary school science?

The third kind is the ones that for obvious reasons, you can't exactly explain to a child of that age, such as "Mommy, how are babies made?". I think this category is pretty self-explanatory.

Oh, and then there's the question my daughter, Alecksa Lissa Belikov Hathaway, decided to ask me on the way to the court this morning.

Me and Adrian had driven to an airport about five hours away where we'd recently landed after picking her up from the academy for the winter holidays. Normally we would have simply flown straight into the court, but there had been severe blizzards surrounding the area all week, so we'd had to fly in to a nearby town and drive in. If you could call five hours away nearby. We were lucky that they still even had the roads open though with the amount of snow there was flying around outside.

It was Alecksa's first year at the academy and the distance had been really hard. Still, I'd wanted her to learn how to become a guardian at the same place I had, so that's where she went. Meanwhile, I'd had to remain at court guarding Lissa. So I compensated by visiting often. Sometime Lissa even came with me along with Christian, whom she was now married to, and their 2 year old baby boy, Andre.

Anyways, me, Adrian and Alecksa were nearing the last hour of our drive when she asked the question. It was a good thing that Adrian had offered to drive, becuase if I'd been driving when I'd heard her ask, I definitely would have crashed the car.

"Mommy, how come I don't have a mommy and a daddy to pick me up for the winter holidays like the other kids do?" she asked. I could just imagine how innocent her chocolate-brown eyes would look as she asked the question. Not that all kids had two parents picking them up, but she was smart enough to know that the three of us, her, mommy and Uncle Adrian weren't exactly the traditional family.

I gaped at the open windshield in front of me, not knowing how to answer. Damn her for being so freaking inquisitive. She'd hadn't gotten her patience from her father though, she'd gotten it from me, so I knew I'd have to answer her fairly quickly or she'd become relentless.

At this point, it's probably worth mentioning that her father was Dimitri. But shortly after our little one night stand in the cabins, he'd left me to be Tasha's guardian. I didn't know what had changed his mind like that, so quickly, to cause him to go from loving me and having sex with me to not even caring I existed, but whatever it had been had broken my heart.

Flashback

As I entered the gym for my morning practice with Dimitri, I could sense immediately that something was off. It had been a week since the amazing night we'd shared in the cabin, and the attraction had been nearly undeniable during our training sessions ever since. I could feel today would be different though. When I looked up at Dimitri, I saw that he had his guardian mask on, but there was something-was that regret?-in his eyes.

I approached him calmly, nevertheless, with my typical Rose Hathaway attitude. "Hey Comrade."

"Rosemarie." He acknowledged my presence by saying my full name stiffly with a nod.

"Woah, Rosemarie? Am I in trouble or something?" He never called me that. It was always Rose, or if I was lucky enough, he'd use me name in russian, Roza.

"No. But this-us, can't go on any longer. I can pretend I'm in love with you any longer."

When I finally responded, my voice shook. "P-pr-pretend?" I asked him.

He continued to look at me dead on, showing no emotion. "I'm leaving the academy to become Tasha's guardian. And if anyone asks, then the cabin never happened. Can I trust you?"

I didn't respond, but he just left the room and walked out. The only man I'd ever loved.

End of Flashback

After he'd left me, I'd been completely broken. Lissa and Adrian had both feared that I'd never be my true self again, and I hadn't been too sure either.

They both helped me through it though, Christian too actually. I'd told Lissa and Christian both everything about Dimitri, although Adrian had already known. After a while I was finally starting to feel a little bit like the real Rose Hathaway. Then, about a month and a half after Dimitri's departure, the morning sickness started. At first I'd waved it off as nothing, but before long it was accompanied by dizzy spells, fierce headaches and times when I ate enough to feed thousands.

It wasn't until I heard Lissa complaining about the quality of the tampons the academy had recently provided her with, when it hit me. My period was three weeks late. But I couldn't possibly have been pregnant, seeing as Dimitri was the only person I'd ever slept with and he was a dhampire, like me.

When the test turned out positive though, I'd had to start accepting the fact. I wasn't sure how it had happened, but Lissa suspected it was because I was shadow-kissed. I hadn't known if I wanted this at all; I'd had very mixed feelings about it. I didn't think I'd be able to handle looking at a mini-Dimitri every day, to break my heaart even further. I knew though, that I couldn't get an abortion. That would just be like killing the last part of Dimitri that I had left.

I managed to graduate, despite not being able to take the trials, and I was assigned to be Lissa's guardian, only I wouldn't officially have to start guarding her until the baby was a year old.

When Alecksa was born, I couldn't believe it. Adrian had stayed with me all throughout the labour, and I was exhausted as hell, I didn't even want to move.

But Adrian just whispered, "look at her", and I did. figuring I might as well see the stupid thing that had caused me all that pain an suffering. When I set eyes on her though, it was like I had fallen in love all over again.

She was just crying there, in Adrian's arms, looking so helpless, squirming around as though looking for food, she must have been hungry the poor little thing. Even though she was still discoloured from the labour, she was perfect. Ten tiny fingures and toes along with the most adorable tiny facial features.

When she was first born, even though babies really didn't ressemble anyone but themselves, I could have sworn she looked exactly like Dimitri, although that could have merely been wishful thinking. As she grew though, it was clear that she was a pefect little mix of me and Dimitri. She had his facial structure and his beautiful eyes, but she had my ears, nose, mouth and hair. She also had my cocky attitude, which sometimes I didn't appreciate nearly as much as the rest of her.

Adrian had stopped hitting on me and moved in with me. We slept in different beds though and he knew we weren't ever going to be together. It didn't matter anymore though, we'd all grown up a little because of her. I now had a brotherly relationship with both Adrian and Christian and they were both the fatherly figures in her life. Or at least it seemed brotherly with Adrian, but sometimes I couldn't help but wonder.

And speaking of now...I felt Adrian's hand rest on mine reassuringly. I glanced at him quickly, a worried, unsure look on my face. Then I composed myself enough to reply.

"But you have your uncle Adrian."

"Yeah, but it's not the same."

"Well..." I started. I couldn't very well tell her that her father had abandoned me, and in turn abandoned her, though he couldn't have possibly known about her when he'd left. So what was I supposed to tell her. "Your father..." I hesitated before continuing. "He was a great guardian."

"Was?" she asked me seriously.

"Is." I replied firmly. No matter how much he had hurt me, the image of Dimitri dead was simply too horrid to imagine.

"Then can I meet him? Where does he live? Can we go see him now?"

I tensed visibly. Adrian's hand moved up my arm, to my shoulder, trying to calm me as he kept his eyes firmly on the road.

"I don't know sweetie. Maybe some day when you're older." I suddenly felt guilty. I'd never even told her anything about her father before. And she'd never asked, before today at least. I felt sure she was going to demand to know more, like I probably would have at her age, but thankfully all she said was, "Okay."

I spent the next little while thinking solely about Dimitri. It might have been nearly seven years since he'd left me, but I still missed him like crazy. Part of me hated him too though, for leaving me and for not being here for Alecksa. I knew that was partially my fault that I hadn't told him about her. I simply don't think I could have faced him though. As much as I hated admitting weakness, Dimitri was one point where I was totally and undeniably weak.

My thoughts were interrupted by Alecksa impatiently asking, "are we there yet Uncle Adrian?" Yup, she was totally my daughter.

I decided to play along. "Yeah Uncle Adrian. When are we going to be there?" I knew he hated it when I called him that, he claimed it made him feel old. Although he tolerated Alecksa saying it. I was constantly reminding him that technically, aunts and uncles could be younger then their neices or nephews, but he didn't buy it.

"Actually," he bagan as we turned on to our street. "We are."

We lived in one of the guest houses on the court's property, right beside Lissa, Christian and Andre. As soon as Adrian pulled into the driveway, Alecksa leaped out of the car and ran into the house. We always left the door unlocked because there was no danger at the court of anyone breaking in. And besides, a locked door wouldn't really deter a strigoi.

Me and Adrian followed slowly, laughing at her excitement. Suddenly he grabbed my hand and twirled me around before dipping me close to the ground as if we had been dancing. I looked up into his eyes, still laughing my head off. Like I said, sometimes with Adrian...I wondered if it really was a sibling-like relationship between us. This was definitely one of those times.

He leaned his lips in towards me. All I could think was, Oh God! He's going to kiss me! I hadn't kissed anybody since Dimitri, except for Christian once while we were playing truth or dare. And that hadn't really counted. Besides kissing Christian really was like kissing a brother, although somehow I didn't think kissing Adrian would be.

Although at first I'd found myself grateful when Adrian had let up on the flirting, now I almost missed it. The scariest part of that moment was realizing that I actually did want to kiss Adrian. I wanted it badly. Now we were both in a postition where we wanted the same thing, so what would happen?

He leaned in further and I leaned forward to meet him. Our lips were only inches away when we were interupted by a screech coming from the kitchen. I immediately stood up and ran inside, stoping at the door when I saw Alecksa hesitating there, behind the corner that led into the living room.

"Mommy, there's some guy in there?"

"Who?" I asked, hoping it was just one of the maintenence guys. I knew better than that though, they weren't supposed to come in unless you asked for them to come.

"I don't know." Alecksa was shaking. I pulled her into a hug. She must have been terrified, it really took a lot to faze her like this. She held on to me for dear life.

"Well what was he doing?" I asked. I knew it couldn't have been a strigoi because she was already trained to identify them. Besides, there was no way the wards had broken.

"Looing at our pictures. And in the box you told me never to touch." Oh, that's why she was acting like that. The box in question was where I kept everything that reminded me of Dimitri. There was the first stake he'd ever given me, the beautiful necklace he'd given me three days before he'd left me and a few other random objects, accompanied by a picture of him. I'd forbidden Alecksa to look inside the box, of course. Normally she wouldn't even listen to what I said, but I'd practically yelled at her once when she was only looking at it. And I didn't yell often, usually I just got really annoyed when she did something wrong.

I smiled encouragiingly down at her and said, "well then we'll just have to set him straight then won't we?"

I held my hand out to her and she took it. She still stayed really close to me though. I was concious of Adrian was on my other side as I walked around the corner to see...him.

The one and only Dimitri Belikov, the father of my child, was standing in my living room less than three feet away from me.

Well, I hope you like it so far! I'll try to post again soon.

Just so you know, this is going to be a RoseXDimitri story, but I just had to put that little scene between her and Adrian.

The next chapter will be in Dimitri's point of view. It will basically be the events in his life leading up to this moment.

Thanks for reading and please REVIEW! Praise, comments and constructive criticism are all GREATLY APPRECIATED!

Oh and if you get the chance, check out my other story, "Shadow's Kiss Never Ends" if you haven't already.

~Kayla