Vampire Academy: Aftermath

This is going to be sort-of-novel-length fanfiction for 'Vampire Academy' by Richelle Mead. It's set after Last Sacrifice [I haven't read the spin-off books 'The Golden Lily', and 'The Indigo Spell' yet].
Rose Hathaway has everything she wants, her life is perfect-or is it? Nothing happens without consequences. I don't know if many people will have read VA, but... 'Write for yourself as much as for others', no? *Cover will be up shortly*


16. Chapter 15


"Rosemarie Hathaway, will you marry me?"

Honestly, before I met Dimitri, those are six words I never thought I'd hear. But now, as I gazed down into those adoring brown orbs, I realized something: fairytales can come true. I mean, the princess in Sleeping Beauty didn't just get her prince right away, she had to sleep for days and days (not that I'd mind that) while he cut through the overgrown vines. It was just ironic we were in a garden at the minute. My mind flashed back to all the memories I had of Dimitri, or rather, the more memorable ones. The time we first met, the time he told me to wear my hair up, me falling through that bench, the lust charm, Natalie attacking me, the Badica attack, my first time staking a dummy, our chat after my mother shouted at me for the dress I wore at the party, our first time, losing him, some events in Russia, even the 'dream' Avery tried to put me in... The alleyway where he complimented my hair... Every single memory flitted through my mind. I'd had my ups and downs with everyone, mending the relationships I needed to: like my mother. But with Dimitri, I'd had so many more ups and downs. And yet, we were still here, about to get engaged like normal people. We'd never be that, but it didn't stop us trying.

"Yes!" it came out as a squeal, but I didn't really care. "Yes! If there's plenty of donuts at the reception and honeymoon, that is," I added, winking as he slid the ring onto my finger. He chuckled. Yep, I think I've got the squeal covered.

"Whatever you wish, Roza," he grinned. I threw myself into his arms and I swear it took a good few minutes before we pulled away and started back towards the picnic.


"Hathaway, what did I say?" Eddie teased when Dimitri and I approached, him with an arm wrapped around my waist, me grinning like I'd just won a bucket of chocolate-covered donuts. In some sense, I had.

"It's Belikova, actually, Castile," I smirked, holding my hand spread-eagle in front of me. The ring was really a play on my name, but I didn't mind-it was beautiful. A red-and-purple stone had been carved into a rose and placed in the centre of a glimmering golden band. It fit perfectly.

"Then that means Mission Hathaway-Extinction is complete, Belikov!" I turned and saw my mother and Abe walking towards the picnic mat as well. Wait, what? 'Mission Hathaway-Extinction'? Abe strode towards Dimitri and held his hand out to shake. Dimitri took it happily, a smirk on his face.

"Is it just me," my mother began, now beside me, "or do you think they planned this?"

"Hmm," I glanced between Abe and Dimitri. "Yep, they definitely planned it. So he proposed to you? Let's see the ring!"

"Watch it Rosie, you might actually turn into a girl," Christian commented, pulling the meat from something that looked like a chicken wing. I stuck my tongue out at him and turned my attention back to my mum, who held out a ring. I was equally as beautiful as mine. A platinum band with a gem in a tone that vaguely resembled turquoise in the center, with a green one on its right side and a blue one on its left.

"It's beautiful. This is mine," I showed her my ring. She laughed a little and shook her head.

"Trust the two of them to play up on the fact that your name is Rose... I don't know how they did it, to be honest, I had no clue... What about you?"

"Well, I caught Dimitri on the phone...except, I thought he was cheating," I said slowly. Her eyes widened, and I couldn't hekp the giggle that left my mouth. "Don't worry, he doesn't know. Liss does, but she's obviously figured it out by now. Although, he seriously needs a lesson on how to not sound like you're cheating when talking to your father-in-law. He was saying things like 'we can't sneak around much longer' and all that."

"And you didn't kill him on the spot like a true Hathaway?" she raised an eyebrow.

"We're getting extinct, remember?"

"We could always argue that we want a double barrel or we're staying Hathaways..." the mischievous grin on her face made me question whether my bad side was actually paternal.

"Mazur-Hathaway? Dodgy if you ask me..." I laughed. My father, who just happened to be eavesdropping on us sent me a glare. "Sorry, Old man."

"Belikova-Hathaway doesn't sound any better."


"I still can't believe you're engaged!" Lissa squeaked as we gnawed our way through the ample 'picnic' she'd had the royal kitchens put together. I'd have to thank whoever made it later-and ask for more.

"Yeah, quit making me feel left out," Mia mock-groaned. There was collective laughter but Eddie smiled down at Mia. She shook her head. "It's alright, babe."

"You sure? I can get you one if you like. But it comes out of your shoe money," he grinned. She pretended to look horrified, extracting more chuckles from our little group.

"He's right, though, you know. Have you seen a guardian paycheck? They pay well, but not that well," my mum commented.

"I haven't really had time to see a paycheck this month, Mum. I've been too busy seeing stakes and donuts," I replied, smirking. "Dimitri?"

"She's right. It's lucky we're both guardians or we'd not be able to keep ourselves afloat," he nodded.

"Then how did you..." my mum trailed off, her eyes flitting from my ring to Dimitri, until it dawned on her. "Ibrahim."

"Yes dear?" he wiggled his eyebrows.

"How many illegal substances did you have to ship into the country for this one?"

"Oh, not much more than twenty."


A while later, we'd said goodbye to Mia and Eddie and the remaining six of us were walking through the gardens, not really paying attention to the bright plantlife all around us.

"Why don't we have a triple wedding?" Lissa suggested.

"I think the isle might get a little crowded," Christian sniggered.

"Are you implying my fiancee, and daughter are fat?" Abe asked Christian. A smirk spread over my face as Christian visibly paled.

"No, of course not, Mr Mazur," he replied quickly. Did I mentioned I love my dad?

"Good, good. I actually think that's a good idea. A triple wedding," Abe said. There were sounds and nods of agreement, but I think I was the only one that could see the problem with that. Either that or most people were love-struck or scared.

"Just one problem with that," I interjected, as all eyes fell on me. "No one to give us away. Our fathers either won't be here, no offense," I nodded to Mum and Lissa, "or otherwise occupied," I pointed to Abe. "There are no other men related to us that could take that position."

"Then we'll have to pick between people we're friends with," Dimitri told me.

"Who, though?"

"Adrian?" Lissa suggested.

"If he has to make a toast with real alcohol, then no," Christian said.

"He'll get drunk if he wants to whether he makes a toast with it or not. Can't stop him drinking with the other guests," I said. Although poor Jill would have to suffer the after-effects.

"Eddie?" Lissa tried again. God, we were a terrible set of three. Or six. Depending on who you counted. I thought for a moment then nodded. I heard Dimitri's 'yes, that would work' from beside me and smiled. Christian would agree to whatever Lissa would (minus the Adrian thing). Just my parents now.

"He's a nice guy," my mum nodded too. "Abe?"

"If you five like him and Rose hasn't murdered him for the comment he made earlier, then I think he's worthy," he replied. I couldn't help a snort. He looked at me questioningly.

"'Worthy'? How old are you?"

"None of your business, Kiz."

"Exactly," I smirked. In the background Lissa was talking excitedly to Christian, who seemed like he'd need an aspirin soon. Yeah, this was going to be an interesting wedding.

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