Hey everyone. This is another fanfic of mine. :) okay so a few things for you to take note of. 1. If it is spelled incorrectly it is probably spelled correctly. I am in the mind of a five year old and they pronounce things weird. 2. This is post Last Sacrifice. 3. I do not own Vampire Academy, just Alexis and my plot. Everything else belongs to Rachelle Mead

Broken Hearts Mend

I heard my mommy's soft voice calling to me through my wave of unconsciousness. My eyes slowly fluttered open. A yawn escaped my mouth. My mom's face came into focus. Her wavy blonde hair serving as a canopy around my face.

"C'mon honey, it's time to go shopping," she whispered, while holding her hand out for me to take. I didn't want to get out of my cocoon of blankets; I pulled the covers over my head and groaned. With a smile in her voice my mommy replied to my behavior with a, "well then, looks like the tickle monster needs to wake you up," I squealed before my mom's hands went around my waste. I started to have a giggling fit.

"Okay, mommy! I'll go," I managed to choke out. She pulled back with a smirk on her lips. I spread my arms out wide with a pleading look, "Carry me?" she chuckled, and picked up my small figure.

My mom put me in my booster seat and handed me a sippy-cup filled with lemonade. The car started and I gradually fell back to sleep.

My eyelids snapped open when the sound of a car door echoed through the car. I look up as my mom slid into the front seat. She turned to me.

"Your up! We're almost done honey," she said while squeezing my nee.

Halfway to our next stop my mom turned around to face me.

"Would you like to go get ice cream, Alexis?" I nodded eagerly. She turned her attention back to the road. She didn't have time to swerve as a drunk drivers car came hurdling at us. The impact sent sideways quite a few yards. The car flipped and then landed on it's wheels. It was dark. I had to squint to see my mom.

"MOMMY!" I screamed. I started to cough. The smoke was to much. My mom wasn't moving. I was five, though. I don't understand the concept of death! "MOMMY! MOM WAKE UP!" I coughed again and struggled to unbuckled my booster. I was starting to feel claustrophobic, all the metal was dented and bended in. The smell was terrible. I couldn't get rid of the black smoke, it wouldn't go away. When one last coughing fit I let blackness take over, and I fronted.

I came to at the sound of a siren. My eyes were open, but all I saw was dark. I tried to scream, for help, for my mom, for anything. My voice wouldn't work. I had swallowed to much smoke. I could only cough and cough. I was going to suffocate. I heard the familiar, awful sound of bending metal. I tried to sit up, but I was too weak. I could only bring my soot covered hand to my mouth as a puff of black smoke came out when I coughed. Only then did I realize I was covered in black stuff. I whimpered.

Outside I heard yelling. I couldn't make it out, even with my vampire hearing. I tried screaming one more time; it turned into a huge coughing fit. That's all they needed, though. I heard the muffled voices come to my side.

The car ripped apart and sunshine gleamed through the thick smoke. I felt a strong pair of hands go around me. I was lifted out of the car and placed on the road. I was too weak, though, so my nee's buckled and I would of fallen to the ground if the fireman didn't still have a tight grip on me. He leaned down so he was eye level with me.

"Who else is in the car?" he asked me gently. I tried to reply with 'my mommy' but I just ended up wheezing. The strange thing was, I didn't have Asthma. "She inhaled to much smoke!" he called to someone. A nice woman handed me a bottle of water, I sipped greedily. What I recognized to be a paramedic came over with a gurney and a weird machine. The fireman set me down on the gurney and the paramedic tried to put a mask on me. I kept turning my head to stop her. She stroked my head and said in a soothing voice,

"It's okay, sweetie. It's just an oxygen mask. It's going to help you breath, and hopefully get rid of that smoke," I nodded and let her put it on me. From the gurney I watched the firemen tear apart the car. I watched as they found my mom. A spark of hope fluttered through my body and a smile spread across my face. Then I saw them zip her into a body bag. My eyes widened and I started screaming. The paramedic removed the oxygen mask.

"WHAT ARE THEY DOING TO MOMMY? SHE SHOULD GO TO THE HOSTIPAL! NOT A BIG BAG!" I screamed at the top of my lungs. The paramedic lady shushed me. She took a deep breath as if saying what she did next harmed her.

"Honey, she's dead," I shook my head.

"No she isn't! She was in the car with me! She woke me up this morning! Your lying! YOUWR A LIAR!" she shook her head.

"I wish I was sweetie," that did it; I broke down. I knew they were all humans so I tried my hardest not to flash my fangs as I cried. Someone noticed, though. A blond girl with a pretty yellow flower on her cheek approached me. She smiled kindly at me then she look up at the paramedic.

"I'll take her from here," she told her. The paramedic nodded and the blonde girl picked me up and walked towards a car. I shook my head.

"My mommy told me not to go in caws with stangers," I whispered in a strained voice.

"Don't worry. I'm going to take you to guardians," she replied.

"B-b-but your a human!" I yelled. She chuckled.

"I'm a very special human, at that," I didn't understand what she was talking about. She placed me in the car and got in beside me, "To Royal Court, Keith," she commanded. She then turned to me and smiled sweetly, "Can you tell me a bit about yourself?" she asked. I nodded.

"My names Alexis, I this many years old," I held up five fingers, "and I live with my mommy. My daddy left my mommy before I was borned, and I'm a m-muroi?" I struggled. I always had trouble remembering what I am. I can remember I'm a vampire, though.

"Moroi," she helped.

"Yeah, and me and my mommy don't have a, ummm, a, um protector person," I have trouble remembering our race in general.

"A guardian?" she provided. I nodded.

"Your turn!" I yelled. She nodded.

"My name is Sydney Sage. I am 20 years old (A/N I don't remember Sydney's age) I am a Alchemist, that's a human who works for vampires. I live by myself. I'm someone you can trust," she flashed me another smile. I gave her my toothy smile which consisted of my crooked baby teeth and my small fangs. That made her laugh, "Alexis, do you have any grandparents you can live with?" she asked. My brain reset itself and I remembered the horrible scene that took place a few hours ago. I remembered the awful truth about my mom. She's not here anymore. I broke down and started crying, again. Sydney put her arm around me, rubbing my back and mumbling soothing words.

"No! They're dead. My mommy's an only child and her parents are dead!" I sobbed out. As she rubbed my back and whispered in my ear,

"Then we'll just have to figure out who your father is,"