I was back at the academy, after almost 4 years in being with my family in Russia, the other day my grandmother Yeva told me (or demand) that I came hear she said it was time or else it would be to late, I was reluctant at first but I have learn over the years to never doubted her, in those years she always told me to come home which it was strange because that's where I thought I was. I called Alberta to request a new job.

So I was back to the place where I found where my heart belongs and the place where it broke when I broke hers. That look haunts me until today. Every time I close my eyes I think of her, her lips, her hair god I love her hair but what I love most is her eyes, eyes full of love, except for that day, the tears that where streaming down her face begging make them stop.

I will never forget or forgive myself because I'm the reason to her pain. I still have nightmares about that day but those are not the worst, the ones that tears my soul are those that show her happy in the arms of another man, the ones where I'm not the one who makes her laugh, those are the worst because it show me what can never be mine and all of it is my fault. I said those four words, but I did it to protect her, I was pulling her down, she would be an amazing guardian and I was not going to become an obstacle. I wish things where different, I wish I had told her the truth when I left, she thinks I don't love her when in reality I do, and words can't express how much. She is my world and she will always be.

I'm just arrived to Saint Vladimir's, I haven't seen anyone yet, not even headmaster Kirova or Alberta for the matter, inset my feet lead my to the last place where I was truly happy, where the best day off my life occurred, before I notice the cabin was ahead of me.

I was walking to the door and I heard a sob, I looked down and to see a little girl crying, I couldn't see her face but her cries broke my heart. I wanted to help her but also didn't want to scare her. I was debating in what to do but her scream stop me "go away" she scream "I don't care if my mama make you came hear to get me, I want her" she lifted her head and I saw the most cutest girl a had ever seen, she reminds me of her and somebody I couldn't put my finger on it.

"Who are you?" she said cautiously

"My name is guardian Belikov" I said as friendly as possible, I drop my mask "what is it yours?"

" Aleksandra, but everybody calls me Lexi" she said drying her tears. She has a Russian name that is uncommon, she pronounced it wrong but she tried to speak the language.

"What are you doing here? No one comes here" she said angrily

"This is a special place to me" I replied and sat next to her "the question is what are you doing here Litt devushka" she looked at me like I had three heads, I laugh "it means little girl" I told her, she closed her arms

"I'm not little, I'm going to be 4, tomorrow" she said proudly and stuck her tongue at me

"You didn't answer my question milaya" I gave my don't mess with me look

"Why should I tell you, I don't know you" she completely ignore my look, wow that was a first, well second

"Well we should change that, you can asked me anything" I replied to her stubbornness, she seemed to think for a minute

"What should I call you?" I smile to her

"You can call me Dimitri" I told her

"Dimitri is too long, can I call you Dimi or Mitri which one do you prefer" I pretended to think about it while she looked at me with anticipation

"You pick" I said

"Mmm you look most like Mitri" I like the sound of that; she looked more happy know but still had puffy eyes

"Hey Mitri"

"Yes Lex"

"I still not know anything about you" I have though I already met the most stubborn person in the world, I guess I was wrong

"What do you wanna know?" I asked

"Everything" she gave huge puppies eyes, I don't think anyone could resist them.

"Well I'm from this little town called Baia, it is in Siberia" she looked confuse and before she could ask I told her "It's in Russia" she looked sad for a moment but then she smiled so I continued to tell her the story; I told her about my mom, my sisters, my grandmother, my nephew Paul and nieces, I told her everything until the day I met Rose I don't know why but I felt I connection to her and I wanted to gain her trust I wanted to know why was she crying and then beat the crap out of the person who hurt her"

"And wherever I'm nor working I listen to music (crappy 80's music like someone would said) and read"

"I like to read too!" she exclaimed excitedly just then I notice that she had a book in his hands (great guardian senses Dimitri) the tittle was in Russian, it was a western, one that I had read a million times, she didn't know how to speak Russian so I wandered how could she read it.

"I love that book, is one of my favorites" I tell her. She smile, I had seen that smile before

"I wish I could read it" she said and out of nowhere she started to cry again

"I can read it to you" I said trying to make her stop crying "but you will have to tell me what is bothering you. You can trust me Lex" I say meanwhile I wipe her tears

"Okay" she pouted it was adorable "my mama is a guardian, the best in the world, she works here, she went to school here and she met my daddy here. I never met him" what Lexi said wasn't unusual, it is pretty common moroi behavior but I didn't tell her that.

"She tells me stories about him but no one believe me today when I told the class who he is, they called me a liar " she sobs and a hug her, it broke my heart she hug me back.

"I will believe you, you can tell me" she looked at me clearly deciding if she trusted me

"My daddy is also a guardian" she whispered. I was breathless that was impossible, boy I wish it could be true but damphirs can't reproduce with each other, I tried to say something but that would only make her angry. She looked at me with those big brown eyes and I want to believe her, she continues talking

"My mama explain that is impossible but said she was special, she brings me hear to tell me about him. What she told me is true he was her mentor; she said he was a god, a Russian god he loved to read cowboy books and use a coat that made him look like one"

"He used a duster?" I manage to say

"Yes that is the word. He is not here with us because he is doing important guardian work, when I ask what work my mama said that it is guardian secrets" I looked at her, really looked at her, I could see the resemblance, she look like my Roza except for her eyes.

"Can you read me the book now?" she asked and hands me the book I opened it and I was not prepared for what I was about to see, inside was my handwriting I gave this book to Rose, I could still hear her laughs and smartass comebacks.

"It says some people read books for fun, Навсегда Ваш товарищ" I read it to her

"I know the first part, that is in English" she retorted, I laugh she is just like her "what does the other part means?" she looked puzzled

"It means forever yours comrade" I whispered and she immediately looked down

"What's wrong moya doch'?" I asked, I lifted her to looked at her eyes; with my thumb I wiped her new tears "I hate the word comrade, it makes my mama sad she cries in her sleep that name" she told me "Why are crying Mitri, I'm sorry for make you sad" she hugged me, I hadn't realize I was crying, but I couldn't help it. Everything I have ever dream off just came true this little girl was mine and I'm the reason she and my Roza were in pain. "Mama" Lexi cried and fly from my arms to the arms of the woman I love. There she was hugging our daughter. "Roza"

uuuh cliff hanger, I hate reading those but writing them is fun

Hello to everyone this is my fist story; tell me if you like it or hate it or if I should continue. I hope you enjoyed it ooh by the record my first language is not English so my apologies if they were grammar and spellings mistakes (I said and because I sure they will be both)

The world is huge try to guess where I come from. My name would give you a clue.

Until next time 3