The long awaited (at least I hope it's long awaited) sequel to Camping. Not sure as of yet if this will make perfect sense all the way through.

For those who haven't read Camping but it should be pretty self explanatory. Camping happens after Frostbite but the rest of the books never happen.

For those who have read Camping: Basically this is somewhere between the end of the story and the epilogue I put in. Lissa isn't Queen yet. I'm thinking this takes place not long after Camping finished. Rose and Eddie are Lissa's guardians (remember Badass Lissa? ;D) and Dimitri is guarding Christian with a Romanian dude called Radu whose surname I don't have yet.

This is the story of how Rose and Dimitri try and keep a romantic love life whilst guarding Queen Tatiana's favorite Princess and her boyfriend.

Enough waffling. Here it is.

"Roza, are you not packed yet?" Dimitri asked in exasperation.

"I can't seem to find my North Pole boots I'm afraid." I said sarcastically. I mean what do you pack when you're going to spend time with the love of your life's family?

"They're not going to bite, Rose. Just throw some stuff in a suitcase, we're running late already." He said pulling a few items of clothes out of my draws. "I suppose I can iron this when we get there." he said looking at a silk blouse Lissa had given to me for Christmas. "Now this, this is definitely coming with us." he held up the sexy nightgown she'd given me as well. It was black silk with red flowers embroidered on the bust. I wasn't getting his fascination with it. It was just a night gown.

"Dimitri, we're visiting your family. Not the strip club."

"Doesn't this have a matching night-robe?"

"Yes." I sighed.

I got that visiting his family put him in a good mood but seriously, I could pack for myself. Honestly the only reason we were going at this particular time was because Tatiana had sent Lissa and Christian off to St. Basil's to teach about Spirit and offensive magic. They were going to be there for two months. Being their guardians we were going as well. The students were on Easter vacation for the next week and then they would go back to school. Lissa and Christian would stay at the academy with their other two guardians, but Dimitri and I were staying with his family.

I decided on a few pairs of jeans, a couple of t-shirts and jumpers and then decided I was packed so I wouldn't spend the next forever trying to choose what to take.

"Seriously Comrade, am I going to need a polar bear fur coat or anything?"

"No. It's about as warm as Montana over there." he rolled his eyes making me pretty sure I'd already asked that question a few times already this morning.

Rose, were waiting.

Lissa's message through the bond had me throwing under ware and the last few essentials into the suitcase as well as my uniform. Then we were ready to go.

"Princess Rose has arrived." Christian said dryly noting that my suitcase was bigger than his.

"Well some of us actually have standards when it comes to clothes to wear for work. What do you have? Party hats?" I said perhaps more vehemently then I meant thanks to sucking up some darkness from Lissa yesterday.

He had it easy really. All he was doing was talking to a bunch of people and being a pyromaniac for the time we were there.

Instead of arguing with him I left my case where it was and boarded the plane. I sat in the back and Dimitri joined me resting his hand over mine.

"It's still going to be daylight when we get over there isn't it?" I asked.

"Yeah."

"Good. Gives me an excuse to go back to sleep." I muttered.

Taking darkness from Lissa always made me tired the day after. I thought it was because I had taken so much over the past couple of years and that it was now having a detrimental affect on me. I hoped it wasn't but even if it was I wouldn't stop taking it from Lissa.

I guess I fell asleep pretty quickly because the next thing I knew we were at St. Basil's and the door was opening. Instantly feeling refreshed I jumped up and was by Lissa's side before she was even out of her seat. Eddie did the same. Christian's guardians, Dimitri and a guy called Radu (a Romanian), stood in front us all and got out the plane first and let Eddie and I bring up the rear.

A guy I assumed was the head master here was waiting for us on the runway. He spoke what I assumed were greetings in Russian and then escorted everyone in side. When Lissa and Christian were happily settled into their room Dimitri and I left them to go and visit his family.

Now I was getting nervous. Not that anyone but Dimitri realised.

The car we were to take was in the guardian's building and was, typically, a Honda Pilot. I was beginning to think all the cars the dhampirs used were Honda's. Maybe they were sponsoring us or something. Either way it was still a pretty boring car.

"How far away is it?" I asked once Dimitri had started the car.

"Not far. Four hours maybe." Not far huh? He turned the radio on and looked for an English channel. Eighties stuff. Seriously was he sponsored by the Beegies or something? It seemed to follow him around. I think I even knew this song.

"Four is a long way." I sighed resting my head back against the rest.

"It's not that bad." he said with a smile as we pulled out the iron gates.

"That song should have been Video Killed the Radio Player. Post Berlin Wall would be nice." I joked repeating myself from when we were driving to the Badica house.

He just shook his head and I left the music as it was as all the other stuff had sounded Russian.

When we got to the town it didn't seem like we'd bee in the car for four hours. We kept driving around until we got to the other side of it.

"We'll have to walk from here." Dimitri said suddenly looking down the street before us.

On both sides cars were parked all the way down it on the road making it impassable by car.

"Well the weather isn't too bad I suppose." I said making a show out of looking out the window. I unbuckled my seat belt and opened the door and was surprised at the heat of the day even though it wasn't long past sunrise.

When we had our cases in hand we walked down the street stopping at a house about half way down. It had a big brown door that was flanked by two large windows and actually looked rather inviting. In my mind I'd still had the idea of a small house that they were all cramped in but this place was three stories and looked pretty nice inside.

Being the kind of guy that he was Dimitri had a key with him and put it in the lock managing to open it silently. He walked in as if he were checking out a building that was full of armed people – silently, stealthily. Guessing he wanted to surprise everyone I copied him and set my luggage down just as quietly as he had and followed him.

As I did I realised that something was baking – bread perhaps. Which meant someone had already been up a while already. We passed what looked like a lounge and went into the biggest domestic kitchen I had ever seen.

There were cupboards along three of the walls and along the fourth was a table that would easily sit ten people. There was a rocking chair in the far corner with some knitting left in it. Stood in front of the large window was a woman who I assumed was Dimitri's mother, Olena.

She was wearing a summery skirt that came down to her knees and a deep red t-shirt which complement her dark brown hair nicely. I knew from pictures that she had the same eyes as Dimitri and the same smile.

I stayed by the door whilst Dimitri crept up behind her. I could feel the excitement buzzing around him and permeating the air. I was pretty sure I'd never seen him so excited. So child like even. A massive grin was plastered to his face.

He leant down so his head was all but resting on her shoulder. "Mom, I told you I'd make that –"

The rest of his sentence was cut short when Olena all but screamed in fright and then threw her arms around Dimitri. I winced just knowing that she had woken the rest of the house hold up. They were now speaking very quickly in Russian. So quickly that I couldn't make one word out from the last.

I was happy to stand there eyeing up the loaf of bread that was sat on the counter top.

"Mom," Dimitri said swapping languages. I tore myself away from the bread and turned my eyes to him. "This is my Rose." he said with a wide smile and pride in both is eyes and his voice.

I stepped forward and shook Olena's hand.

"I'm Olena." She said. "Dimitri's told me so much about you."

"Just the bad stuff I hope." She crinkled her brow. "Err, good. I meant good." Oh nice one Rose. Way to make a good first impression. "He's told me all about you as well. All of you."

"I hope he hasn't scared you too much." She turned back to Dimitri. "I guess you'll want feeding then? There's a loaf over there." she pointed to it. "Make sure you actually leave some for Rose."

"Mom." Dimitri said and I swear he said it embarrassed. I laughed as did Olena.

"The girls will be down soon. I'll have to make a third loaf if I want to feed them all."

"I'll make it if you –"

"You will do no such thing Dimitri Belikov. Now go and eat breakfast with Rose." she said pushing him towards the table.

I laughed again. I wasn't used to anyone pushing Dimitri around but to see someone a whole foot shorter than him do it and with so much ease was pretty hilarious. I took a seat at the table across from Dimitri.

"Butter." He said to me after cutting a few slices. "This is best with butter." He got up only to crash into his mom.

I don't think I'd ever seen him crash in to anything.

"Sit down, Dimitri." she fussed. "Do you think I've forgotten how much bread and butter you get through?" She put the butter on the table. "Have you cut some for Rose yet?"

"Yes, Mom." He said slightly exasperated. To me he whispered, "She's not normally like this, I promise."

"Nah, I like her." I smiled and helped myself to the slice he'd just buttered. "Makes you look all cute and embarrassed."

This time it was Olena's turn to laugh. "I don't think I've ever heard anyone call Dimka cute." She was back to kneading her bread dough by the window. "Tall, intimidating but never –"

The rest of her sentence was cut short by three screaming women who had just rounded the corner into the kitchen. I winced wondering if they'd woken the neighbours. Somehow they were faster than Dimitri and were hugging him before he'd even really stood up. Again they talked really fast in Russian so I just carried on eating the bread. I had time to eat about four slices before they were all calm enough to even think about talking slow enough for their words to not be a blur.

A seven year old rushed into the room and said something followed by Dimitri's name. I guessed this was Paul. His nephew. They spoke in Russian for a moment and then Paul turned to me and asked something.

"This is Rose." he said to everyone. I stood up and came round the table to be introduced to each of them.

"Oh the one Viktoria said you're going to marry?" Paul said.

"Paul." The girl I assumed was Viktoria hissed. "Shut up."

But Dimitri didn't look offended in the slightest. "Yeah. The every one. Rose this is Sonya, Karolina, Viktoria and Paul." He gestured to each of them.

"Hi – wait. M-marry?" I asked looking to Dimitri confusion all over my face.

There was a heavy, pregnant silence in the room until Viktoria spoke up.

"You didn't even ask her yet? Smooth Dimitri. Real smooth."

Poor Dimka! lol. Hope you liked it. Just let me know with a review.

p.s. Richelle Mead owns all the fantabulous Vampire Academy stuff. Even the rights to Dimitri's heart. ;(