Hi!

This is my second attempt on a fan fiction. This idea came to me after reading the short story that Richelle Mead wrote about Dimitri and Rose and when they went back to visit his family. The first half is from the actual story but I've made some small changes. I don't own anything! Hope you like it!

When we walked through the door to the Belikov house, I saw Yeva sitting in her rocking chair, Dimitri sat down on the couch. I collapsed next to him and leaned my head on his shoulder and he wrapped an arm around me. Going hunting for strigoi really made me tired. Yeva started talking about how she'd been right in her prophecy. Even though I was extremely tiered I still had enough in me to argue back.

"My prophecies see many things," said Yeva "My next one is particularly interesting."

"Uh-huh," I said. "Let me guess. 'A journey.' That could mean me and Dimitri going home. Or Olena going to the grocery store."

"Actually, I see a wedding in the future." I rolled my eyes at her but Viktoria, who'd been listening in clapped her hands together. "Oh! Rose and Dimka!" Her sisters nodded excitedly. I stared incredulously.

"How can you even say that? That can mean anything too! Someone in town is probably getting married right now. Or maybe it'll be Karolina-didn't you say you're getting serious with your boyfriend? If it is me and Dimitri, it'll be years from now-which, of course, you'll claim you foresaw since it was 'the future.' " No one was paying any attention to me anymore. The Belikov women were already speculating if the wedding would be here or in the U.S. and how saying how nice it would be to see Dimitri "finally settle down."

I groaned again "Unbelievable."

"Don't you believe in fate, Roza?" he said looking at me smiling

"Sure," I said. "Just not in your grandmother's crazy vague predictions."

"Doesn't sound that crazy to me," he teased.

"You're as crazy as her."

He kissed the top of my head. "I had a feeling you'd say that."

The Belikov women were still chatting away about the "wedding", what food would we serve, what color would the flowers be, what kind of dress I would be wearing. Dimitri couldn't keep the smug look on his face hidden. I knew he wanted us to get married, he said so just the other day but I really didn't know he wanted it to happen like now. I always told him that I too wanted to be married but that I wanted to wait until the number my age started with was a 2.

"I´m going to bed" I said to him and gave him a kiss and got up from the couch. As I walked to our bedroom, I started thinking about it even more. Why did I want to wait until I was at least 20? I thought about it but couldn´t come up with an answer other than 18 sounded too young to get married. But on the other hand, I knew that it was Dimitri that I wanted to marry. I can't imagine a life without Dimitri, he was the love of my life. I wanted to grow old with him, but to be honest in this line of work "growing old" wasn't something you could count on.

The more I thought about it the more I started to change my mind about waiting. I did want to be with him for the rest of my life, I liked the idea of being able to call him my husband and I could only imagine the feeling when he called me his wife.

But then another thought hit me, Yeva. I didn't believe in her "prophesy's" and I don't want to give her a chance to say that she was right…But who was I kidding, she would say she´d been right no matter if the wedding was 2 months from now or 2 years. I guess I would have to give her this one.

So, what do you think? Is it any good? Should I continue? Any ideas of how the proposal should go down?