We spent two of those three days in town, doing everything that we saw that captured either of our eyes. The third day, we took a drive through the national park. Where we saw close to a hundred deer, very few of which seemed to be scared of humans. We also saw several bears and other animals.
Just before leaving the park we found a stream by the side of the road. We stopped there for a picnic. After we ate we took off our shoes and played in the water.
In the stream, Roza found a large piece of petrified wood. She wanted to keep it, and put it in our house here, when it was finished. And seeing as we were in a private plane, and not going through customs. I saw no need in denying her, anything that she could ever wish for.
When our time in Tennessee was over. We boarded our plane, with six more suitcases than we arrived with. She had bought that much candy and food, plus the piece of petrified wood, not to mention the souvenirs for all of our family. We had only left Greece and Spain with an extra three suitcases from each place.
While we were in Pigeon Forge we had gone to the Three Bears gift shop. Where we both 'mined' for gems. Both of us finding a lot of stones. I had found a massive aquamarine about the same size as my fist which is my wife's birthstone. I had it cut into a fifteen-carat teardrop shaped pendant for my Roza. Then I bought her a twenty-four-carat gold chain to wear it on.
She had found a sapphire, a little smaller than my aquamarine. Which she had made into an eight-carat ring for me since sapphire is my birthstone.
Those were the only stones that we had cut. I knew, that Stan could do it for us, if we decided that we wanted more cut. The only reason that we had those cut was as souvenirs of our honeymoon.
After she found her first stone Roza was hooked. She asked the man in the jewelry store where we had out stones cut, if they could ship bags of the dirt to her in Russia.
He told her that unfortunately with customs being what they were. They could not ship it out of the country. She told him not to worry about it because we were building a vacation home in Gatlinburg.
So we would be back as much as possible. And we would be bringing lots of people with us sometimes. He smiled and welcomed us as new members of the community.
From Tennessee we went to the island. Where we relaxed for the whole two weeks.
We talked about everything from our business to planning for our family. We even made plans about the fire and ice ball and dealing with Tasha, Victor and Robert.
We called and ordered a jet designed to carry one hundred people and lots of luggage. On a plane that big there would be plenty of room for all of our family, friends and our guardians. It was to be a double decker the top floor would have five regular bed rooms and one master bed room. The five regular bedrooms would have, normal sized for a plane, bathrooms with showers. Our bathroom would be three times the size of the others complete with a shower and a small tub.
There would be three bedrooms with queen size beds, the master bedroom would have a California king sizes bed, two of the bedrooms would have four twin beds. There would also be a galley in the back of the cabin area in case anyone got hungry on our long trips. Also, the master bedroom would have a small fridge.
All the seats in the cabin would recline into twin beds. The outside of the jet would be black from the tail fin to almost half way up the side. Then there would be a wide strip of gold from the gold to the cockpit would be red and the cock pit would be white.
We also talked about the kids from the car crash that Janine died in, and letting Oksana and Mark adopt them. Roza agreed she had meet them briefly at the wedding and she liked them. She told me that if I thought they were suitable then they were fine with her.
We made the decision for her to go on birth control until after we dealt with the Tasha, Victor and Robert. We wanted to take no chances that she could be pregnant when the time came to deal with them.
We also didn't want to use condoms anymore we wanted no barriers between us ever. It just didn't feel right having anything in the way of our skin to skin contact. We made the decision to go with the implant.
When we got back to Russia we found out that Lissa and Christian had moved back to Romania. But that she would come for visits once a month and be there for each and every special occasion.
A week after we returned home we made the rounds from Baia, to Turkey, to Romania, to see everyone and give them the gifts and souvenirs that we had collected for each of them on our honeymoon.
It had taken four of our guardians to carry all of the gifts inside my mother's house. It still shocked me that we had come home with an extra dozen suitcases.
Which were all filled with food, souvenirs for our homes, and gifts for our family and friends. My Roza's generous and loving heart still amazed me sometimes.
When everyone saw the jewelry that we'd had made on our honeymoon. They were all keen to have a try at hunting for their own stones. That is when Roza went into very detailed description, of gem hunting and Tennessee.
She told them that the dirt couldn't be shipped to us, by the company. But that she fully intended, to have some people go get some a few times a year, for the family to dig through.
We also told them about the house we had being built there. And that the plan was for our family to spend Easter, as well as the American Thanksgiving and CHRISTmas there every year. As well as some time during the summer.
Before we realized it, it was almost time for the fire and ice ball. So Lissa, her mother Rhea, as well as my family, Oksana, Jill, Mia, Sonja and Roza all went shopping for dresses to wear to the ball.
Roza told me that they would start out at Sonja's dress shop and go from there. They started at ten in the morning at eleven o'clock that night my wife still wasn't home. And I was starting to get worried even though we had talked about ever two or three hours all day. My concern for my Roza kept rising. Finally, at midnight, my beautiful wife walked through the door of our apartment.
"Roza, where have you been for so long?! The stores closed down two hours ago?!"
"I'm sorry Mitya, we all went out to eat dinner afterwards."
My shoulders sagged in relief.
"Oh, ok. I'm sorry, I didn't mean to yell at you or act like I don't trust you. I was just so worried."
"Honey, you could have called again. We have been on the phone at least half a dozen times today. And if something had happened some of us would have let you know, you know that." She chuckled.
"I know. I didn't call back because I wanted to give you time to enjoy yourself without me interrupting you."
"It's fine detka. Anytime that we are not together, I want you to always feel free to call me. If you get worried, nervous, or scared, or if you just want to talk. Ok?" She asked as she caressed my cheek while wearing a loving and reassuring smile. (baby)
"Ok, thank you."
"You are welcome milaya moy." (my dear)
"Now, do I get to see this dress?"
"Nope."
"Why not?" I playfully whined.
"Because, I have a plan for the ball. And I want a real true reaction out of you the first time that you see it."
"What is your plan?"
We sat on our sofa for well over an hour as she told me her plan for the Fire and Ice ball.
"Oh Roza, that is going to be wonderful. I can't wait to see that lying, cheating, treacherous suki face. When we play this out. We will have to give the guys all a heads up on what they should say and how they should react." (bitch's)
"That will be up to you. Tomorrow we go looking for shoes and clutches."
"Where are my family?"
"I got Art to take them back to the hotel and see them to their rooms before he went home."
"Thank you. Is tomorrow going to be another all day event?"
"It's possible I don't know yet."
"Just please be careful."
"We will. You know that we have a caravan of guardians everywhere that we go. You made sure that each and every one of us have at least two guardians when we are together. Plus, I still have the six that you assigned me to begin with."
"Good."
"But you worry because Victor and Robert are still on the loose." She stated as fact. It still amazed me that the woman could pretty much read my mind.
"Yes, I do."
"Well don't, we are all very well guarded and taken care of, you have made sure of that. Plus, you know that I am never unarmed. Even though I may look like I am, you know that I always have a menagerie of weapons on and with me wherever I go."
"Thank you, Roza. You always know just what to say."
"And I will do my best to always know how to reassure you dorogoy moy." (my darling)
"I love you so much milaya moya." (my dearest)
"Just as I love you milaya moy." (my dear)
A thought occurred to me which made me laugh. My beautiful wife looked at me a little perplexed.
"I'm sorry a thought just occurred to me and I found it humorous."
"Would you like to clue me in? I could use a good laugh lately."
"I was just thinking, that we should make sure that the security cameras in the ball room are working properly."
My wife giving me the same look made me elaborate.
"I want the cameras to record our little play with Natasha. That way whenever we want to we can watch it again and again getting a good laugh from it each time. We can also make each of the members in our circle a copy so that they can continue to enjoy it as well."
She laughed. Her laugh reminded me of what I thought the tinkling laughter of a fairy would sound like.
"Yes, I think we should do that. We could give the copies out as gifts to our friends and family once this whole mess is over with."
Now I laughed, "you are right milaya moya. That sounds like a wonderful idea." (my dearest)
We sat on our sofa snuggled together for a while before my wife spoke again.
"Mitya?" She asked cautiously.
"Yeah mladenets?" (babe)
"What would you say if I were to tell you that Vika likes someone?"
"Well, firstly I would ask who he is, how old he is, if he is worthy of her..."
"Ok, I get the point. But the thing is they like each other but neither one of them even realizes it yet. I don't think that they even realize that they like each other, much less that the feelings are returned."
"Do you know who he is?"
"Yes."
"How old is he?"
"He is about to turn, in six months I think, twenty-five."
"What?!!!"