This is the END! Oo I don't know what I'll do with myself. I added a sneak preview of the sequel at the end. But it won't be up from a very long time. When school starts I won't be on as much anyway. So here, it is, please review, and I hope you like it! By the way, "patru" is the Romanian word for four (#4)
I don't own Dracula
(boy this feels good) I own: Verishka, Nerivka, Vlademir, Ivanka, Vasile, and Eva! Ooooh, I own lots!
"All right, Verishka just one more push," Nerivka urged.
"Do you have any idea how many times you've said that?" an exhausted Verishka panted.
"I stopped counting after the third was born," Dracula sighed.
"Oh shut up Vlad!" she snapped as more pain overcame her. Vladislaus let the comment slide due to the fact that he knew the pain she was in. For through their emotional connection, she was forcing him to feel every bit of it. Taking a wet cloth out of a bowl, he began to dab the sweat from her brow, which seemed to help. He was truly impressed with her strength, considering that this was the fourth. As he began to realize that in a few short moments he would have four, beautiful children, his attention was brought to Verishka who, with one final scream, pushed the newborn into the world.
"It's. ... another girl," they heard Nerivka say as she wiped the baby off with a towel. However that was no surprise to them. From the moment the children were far enough along, they were able to tell the genders. It seemed perfect: two boys and two girls.
"What's her name?" Nerivka smiled.
"Eva," the two of them said, smiling at each other.
"She's beautiful," Nerivka said, placing the baby in a crib next to her brothers and sister.
"Thank you Nerivka," Dracula said, standing up from where he sat at the bedside and taking her hands in his.
"It was no trouble, really," she assured him.
"Again, thank you," Dracula said.
"Well I'd best be getting home, you know, Viktor worries," she said, "take care Verishka."
"Thank you Nerivka," Verishka said, weakly.
With that she left and Vlad crossed the room to her weakened form on the bed. He leaned over her and kissed her forehead.
"How are they?" she asked.
"Shh, they're fine. Rest, I'll take care of them, you just sleep," he spoke. She nodded and whispered, "I love you." He smiled again and kissed her on the lips. Verishka then let her exhausted form drift off to sleep.
A few hours later, Verishka awoke to find the room empty, and her stomach thankfully, flat. However her vampiric hearing picked up some soft cooing coming from the next room. Slowly she got up and made her way to the next room. What she saw was a very pleasant surprise. Dracula was cradling two of the four babies, and feeding them blood from his finger.
"How are they?" she whispered.
"They're all fine, and you?" he asked, concerned.
"I'm fine, just tired," she admitted, sinking down into the chair next to him.
"Rightfully so," he said.
"Yes," she sighed, "fourteen hours and four children, must be some sort of record."
"You were very strong," he insisted, handing her the two he was holding to her and taking the other two. She didn't need for him to tell her. Her mother's instincts told her it was Eva and Vaseli, the younger of the four, which she was holding. Offering Eva her finger, the small baby latched on with her fangs and began to drink. She gently kissed the drinking newborn on the head as Vaseli gave a small tug on her hair. "I suppose you want attention too," she cooed, "well with three sibling you're going to need to learn to share."
"If he's anything like me, he'll have a hard time sharing you," Dracula said.
"You'll both learn," she smiled.
"They're mere hours old, and I love them so much," he marveled.
"This was one thing worth a 550 year wait," she said.
"Still, we've know of them for eight months, but the reality didn't hit me until I first saw Vlademir. How about you?" he asked.
"I was a little distracted dear, since Ivanka was born only twenty minutes after," she admitted.
"Yes, but can we do this? With so many mistakes we could make?" he asked nervously.
"Has my big, strong Vlad met his match with parenting?" Verishka gasped.
"No, but what if we fail them?" he asked.
"They'll love us no matter what," she smiled. "Just like I will you," he added. Dracula placed the two infants back in their cribs as he crossed the room to a window. Gazing outward he hear Verishka softly continue, "You have your children Vladislaus, your heirs," she paused for a moment, "and your line will continue, forever."
"I will die, but real love is forever." - Even In Death, Evanescence
"You want to what!" Ivanka gasped, in disbelief of what her brother was saying.
"Shh, you want them to hear us? Think about it Ivanka, we're their heirs, and yet our positions are pointless. They'll never die. We have a right to pursue these positions. It is our birth right," Vlademir explained in a hushed tone.
"Your thinking is flawed my brother. How do you intend to get the thrown, when the most powerful vampire in the world; our father no less, is the one sitting on it," she reasoned.
"There are ways. And I will not be denied what is rightfully mine," the vampire prince fumed.