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EPILOGUE

I waited at the airport at Court, anxiously pacing. "Roza, you need to calm down," he told me amused.

I rolled my eyes at him. "I will not calm down until that plane is safely on the ground," I told him.

"We go through this every time they come home for a school break," Dimitri groaned. "Will you ever get over your weird maternal anxiety?"

"No," I told him. "Plus, it's not just our girls that we're in charge of today. You told Viktoria we would take Johnny and Kolya, and my mom wants me to get Anthony." When we moved back to Court, Viktoria came with us. For a while, she and Nikolai tried the long distance relationship thing. It really didn't work out for either of them. So about a year after she moved to America, Nikolai followed her. She and Nikolai got an apartment close to the house Dimitri and I live in. She wasn't planning on having any more kids, so when they found a two bedroom apartment, they were happy.

"I know. We're going to have a lot of kids in the house, but it's only for a few days. It was your idea anyway," he pointed out. "And like you can't handle it. We've had all nine of those kids in our house more often than we haven't."

"Hey," I argued. "Viktoria's on her honeymoon. Naturally we're going to let her boys stay here until she gets back."

He rolled his eyes. "I can't believe my baby sister got married," he said with a sigh.

I chuckled. "Dimitri, she's twenty-six. I don't think that exactly qualifies as a baby anymore," I pointed out. "She's eight years older than I was when we got married."

He rolled his eyes. "It was still too soon for her to get married," he said grumpily.

"They were together for almost eight years before Nikolai grew a pair and asked her to marry him," I told him incredulously. "How is that too soon? We got married and we hadn't even known each other for a whole year."

"Rose, you're not Viktoria. This is different," he told me.

"It's not different. They are in love. Let them be," I told him with a sigh. Dimitri is a little overprotective of his little sister.

He grumbled something in Russian under his breath. I chuckled to myself. "Seriously Comrade. Vika has nine-year old twin terrors. She deserves a little happiness in her life," I told him. "She had those babies when she was sixteen and entirely unprepared to handle them. She missed out on some of the best days of her teenage years for those kids. She deserves happiness after that. She's more mature than you give her credit for."

"You're right," he said with a sigh. "I guess I don't like the idea of my baby sister being married."

"Speaking of marriages, particularly ones that happened ten years ago," I said, completely changing the subject.

He sighed. "I'm still not telling you what I have planned for our anniversary," he told me amused.

I groaned. "Comrade, I hate surprises," I grumbled.

"You'll like this one," he promised.

Before I could say something back, I noticed the plane in the sky descending. I looked up at it eagerly.

A couple of minutes after it landed, people started filing off. There were a couple of guardians that were spending their summers working at Court, but mostly there were students coming home to spend summer with their families. I breathed a sigh of relief when I saw two familiar faces running towards me. "Mom!" Mila said, giving me a big hug. Lera went for Dimitri first. Then they switched.

"How was school? Were the kids nice to you? Was Stan an asshole?" I asked.

Mila looked at me like I was crazy. "Of course Stan was an asshole. Why did you even have to ask?" She asked.

I laughed. "Oh I missed you so much Mila," I said to her amused.

"Guess you didn't miss me, huh mom," Lera asked, pretending to be insulted.

"Well if I didn't receive angry phone calls from Kirova every other day, maybe I would have a chance to miss you," I teased.

"Getting into trouble every other day? Now who does that remind you of?" Dimitri teased.

I ignored him, instead focusing on my quadruplets, making their way towards me. Lissa was walking with Cordin, Lissa and Christian's son. Lissa and Christian made up three days before I woke up in the hospital. Nine months later, Cordin was born. My Lissa is totally smitten with him. If you ask her about it, she will vehemently deny it, saying he's just a baby. He's only a little over a year younger than her. I just know they're going to be together when they get older. We can all see it. She's just too young to admit it right now.

"Hi Cordin. Where's mom?" I asked him.

He smiled at me. "Hi Aunt Rose. She's on her way. She called me to tell me she was running late so I should just wait with you," he told me.

"Of course she did," I said rolling my eyes. "So I'm guessing your sisters and brother will be joining us soon?"

He nodded. Lissa wasn't joking when she said she wanted a big family all those years ago. She is now the proud mother of six children. How she had six children in eight years is beyond me. She did have one set of twins, but still. Giving birth five times in eight years? No thank you. Cordin, his twin sisters, and his brother currently attend St. Vladimir's.

Dana, Sophia, Lissa, and Lika engulfed me in a huge hug. "Daddy," Dana said with a sigh. I chuckled. He really should know the drill by now. Every time they come home from school, Dana insists on one big group hug.

Dimitri bit back his laughter and joined our hug.

After a moment, we broke apart and the air was filled with everyone talking about school and what was happening. I noticed Lissa being unusually quiet. She was usually pretty talkative.

"Lissa, what's wrong?" I asked her.

She looked at the crowd of her sisters and her cousins around her and looked back at me. I got the message. She didn't want anyone to overhear. I walked a little bit away from our group, motioning for her to follow me. We were far enough away that no one could hear us, but close enough that Dimitri could see us. "What's going on Lissa?" I asked her.

"I think I'm getting sick," she told me.

I pressed my hand to her forehead. "You don't have a fever. What hurts?" I asked her.

"My tummy," she told me.

"What does your tummy feel like?" I asked her.

"It feels like something is crawling in there. I feel fine now, but whenever I'm with Cordin I feel all… weird," she told me. "I think I'm allergic to him."

I had to stifle my laughter. Oh I wish my daughter's would go through life believing they were allergic to boys. "I don't think you're allergic to him sweetie," I told her. "How about this? When we get home, you, me, and daddy can sit down in the kitchen and talk about what you're feeling, okay?"

She nodded at me. I was grateful that she felt she could trust us. Most girls would be uncomfortable with talking to their dad about being allergic to a boy, but not my daughters. That was a good thing, because I wasn't ready to deal with my nine year old and her relationship. Dimitri would know what to say.

Lissa and I walked back to our rapidly growing group. All of Lissa's kids were there now and so was my little brother.

I walked up to him. "Hey little bro," I said, messing up his hair.

"Hey sis," he said back to me.

As a general rule, we don't call each other by our names. Anthony says I'm too much older than him that he would be tempted to call me Aunt Rose. So, he decided to call me sis. I retaliated by calling him bro. I love having a little brother.

We had to wait in the airport for almost thirty minutes before Lissa decided to grace us with her presence.

"Off trying to make baby Dragomirs?" I teased.

Lissa rolled her eyes. "I can't very well make one right now. I'm already pregnant," she pointed out.

I grinned at her. "I know," I said with a small chuckle. "That's not going to stop you and Christian from trying though." Christian was a little behind Lissa. He was carrying there one year old daughter and his three year old son was clutching to his leg for dear life.

She rolled her eyes at me. "I'm lucky he's still with me after everything," she told me seriously.

"You know he doesn't blame you for what happened with Avery," I told her.

"Stop Liss," Christian warned. "I can hear your doubts."

"Stupid bond," Lissa muttered.

"Wait, that wasn't even what you were talking about?" Christian asked her incredulously.

Lissa giggled. "Don't elaborate," I said annoyed. "It wouldn't be annoying or anything to not know what's going on."

"I wasn't talking about what happened with Avery. First it was 'Lord Ozera impregnates Queen.' Then it was 'Lord Ozera forces queen to elope.'" She said with a sigh. "Poor guy can't catch a break.

"I don't know. My favorite might be 'Lady Ozera marries queen in private. Queen's family devastated.'" I told her amused. Dimitri, Jill, and I were the only people at their wedding. Jill assured Lissa that she was not devastated.

Lissa chuckled. "Christian was so upset after that article," she said grinning from a memory that no doubt involved Lissa having sex with him to help him feel better.

I chuckled. I looked at our kids as they said their goodbyes. "Come on guys. It's not like you're never going to see each other again," I told them. "You'll see each other practically every day."

No matter what, my children refused to see reason. Dimitri came up to me and wrapped his arms around my waist. "You know they never listen to you. Why do you bother?" He asked me amused.

I shrugged. "Maybe one day they'll listen to me," I told him. He turned my head slightly so our lips were almost touching.

"I doubt it," he told me amused before he crushed his lips to mine. It was a short kiss. We knew better than to do anything else in front of our children. I looked back at our children. I wasn't thinking about how Lissa thinks she's allergic to boys. I wasn't thinking about how Lera gets into trouble with Kirova every day. All I was thinking about was my family. All of them. From Lissa's kids, to my brother, to my own children. They are all my family. They always will be.

So wow, I can't believe this is over. I hope you guys like reading it as much as I like writing it. I want to thank you for your support throughout all three stories. You gave me the motivation to keep writing, so thank you!