This is my first fanfiction. So, please be nice. Sorry about any mistakes.

In the story, it takes place after the cabin. There was no Strigoi attack and by default Dimitri is still dhampir.

Oh, and I don't own anything, it all belongs to Richelle Mead.

Prologue

My hair flapped wildly as I turned the last bend of the track. Finally, I finished my thirtieth lap. I was furious. How could Dimitri just get up and leave me like this? It just wasn't fair.

I stormed into the gym, my good habits I learned from Dimitri never forgotten, and began to punch viciously at the lone punching bag from the ceiling.

I returned to my previous thoughts about Dimitri. I thought he loved me, but I guess it was a whole lot of bull. He was no better than a Moroi with all the leaving the female dhampirs alone when they are pregnant. Yes, you heard me pregnant. I, Rose Hathaway, am pregnant and my friends have no idea... for now.

I let out a huge sigh and stepped back from the punching bag. I think beating the bag to a pulp actually works at getting out anger. Forget anger management, I'm all for punching bags now, even though right now I think I'd rather replace the punching bag with Dimitri.

Just then I realized how close I was to crying. I blinked back the tears, determined not to let my reputation as a badass go to waste.

I was sitting in my room staring gloomily at the wall. Supper had been horrible. I couldn't bear to talk to anyone, terrified I might break down in tears. I think my destiny is to be miserable for the rest of my life, but I pray, yes pray, that it won't be like that for my new son or daughter.

"Knock! Knock! Knock!"

I jumped, nearly falling off my bed onto the floor. Then, I realized that it was Lissa. I knew she was going to pop by sooner or later. But, I was hoping it was going to be later.

Lissa opened the door and walked over to me. "Are you ok? You weren't yourself at supper tonight."

"I'm fine, Liss," I replied, avoiding her gaze. But, I should have known better, because she saw right through that. Well, not that it was that hard, after all, I wasn't even looking her in the eyes.

She narrowed her eyes, and I could feel her curiosity through the bond. "Rose, what's wrong?"

I sighed, trying to think of a way to buy me time before answering her. "Do you really want to know?"

"Stop stalling, Rose."

Damn, that girl knew me so well. "Fine. Well, you know how Dimitri just left to guard Tasha?"

Lissa nodded. So, I continued telling her the story about how we fell in love. Everything from the lust charm, all the way to when he told me he was leaving. Lissa listened intently, gasping and consoling me at all the right parts. "But, do you want to know the worst part, Lissa. He left me pregnant."

Lissa's jaw dropped. "Are you serious!"

I gave her a half smile. "I'm not kidding." I looked away staring at the door.

"This is great! I'm going to be an aunty. We have a lot of things to buy." Lissa ticked things off on her fingers, everything from diapers to pyjamas to cradles.

I laughed. "Relax! The baby isn't born yet."

So, what do you think? Should I continue?