"I've given up on you. Love fades, mine has." I stood and stared in disbelief as those words slammed into my head over and over again, almost mockingly. He couldn't really mean any of it, not after what we had, what we still had, or what I thought we still had.

"You can't mean that." My voice had lost all anger, and hostility that it had not only a few seconds ago, and was replaced by a voice that I had never heard. The voice was my own yes, but it seemed broken to the point of no fixing.

"Oh yes I do. I mean every word of it." His eyes flashing with anger I had only seen once before and that was when I had the bright idea to spend some 'time' with Jesse and I'd been caught by none other than Dimitri him self.

"Oh." I wanted to say so much more some where along the lines of: 'How could you do this to me. How could you give on me, after I risked my life, and ruined my reputation just to restore a soul that isn't the same?' But my throat closed off, and my eyes burned with unshed tears.

"Well I guess I'll go since I'm not welcome." I tried to push the words through my throat but instead of coming out clear, and some what short as I'd hoped, they came out rough and strangled.

For a moment before I turned around to leave I thought I saw remorse in his eyes, like maybe he knew that he'd never phrased it in that way before. But I didn't stick around to see if he would say anything else. I ran out of the church, pushing the few people out of my way that stood by the doors.

I had no idea where I was headed, all I knew is that I had to get out of there, and away from anyone that would ask me what was wrong.

I ended up in my room sitting with my back on my now closed door, tears, that I had refused to let be seen by anyone, streaming down my face. It was ironic that the only times I seemed to cry was with Dimitri being involved. Rage built within me, making me want to scream out my frustration. I couldn't believe that after everything we had been through, after everything I had done for him I was the one being thrown aside like an old rag doll.

I had my old duffle bag in my hand so fast I didn't know what happened. It was one I used to take to Lissa's house when we had breaks at school. I blindly through clothes and anything else I thought I would need, which wasn't much since I didn't have much to begin with. All I knew is I had to leave; I couldn't stand the presence of Dimitri, or any of my friends.

I knew I probably should leave a note for at least Lissa but I had no words to write down. I was still hurt that she was more worried about how Dimitri was doing than how I was doing, but I figured I owed her at least a written good bye. So with a piece a paper and a pen I wrote her a short note telling her I would be back when I got myself figured out. If only I knew when that was going to be.

I walked out of my room after leaving the note on the pillow, of the very ruffled bed. I didn't figure there was any sense in making it look good when I wasn't going to be returning to it. Walking down the hall I prayed to whoever was listening that I didn't run into anyone that I knew or didn't know. I just didn't feel like explaining as to why I had a duffle bag full of clothes, why my face was tear streaked, and why I was shaking.

I made my way to one of the private rooms, where the guardians could talk in private or something of that nature. I never really paid enough attention to know what they were for, all I knew is they had a phone.

Beings I had no money and I wouldn't have a job for who knew how long, I needed some way to get around. So I picked up the phone and dialed the number Abe gave me to reach him personally.

"Hello?" His voice almost made me break down again.

"Abe. I need a favor." I forced the words out of my constricted throat, and hoped he heard them.

"Rose? What's wrong?" I wanted to tell him to mind his own business but I couldn't do that if I wanted some of his resources, like money, and private plane. So I took the practical way out.

"Nothing, I just need to leave. Can you help me out?" I was hoping my voice sounded normal again, after swallowing the lump that had formed earlier.

"Well considering your probably not going to tell me what's wrong, and would figure out another way to leave, I guess I don't have a choice now do I." It wasn't a question so I didn't have to answer.

"Alright little girl, I'll send the plane, and have some money, and cards waiting on you. It'll take you any where you want to go. But you make sure you keep in touch, and be careful."

"Thanks, Dad." I didn't think I'd ever called him that before but I figured after everything he was doing he deserved it.

"Your welcome Rose, the plane will be there in three hours."

We said our good byes and I promptly hung up before I said some off the wall thing and explained what had happen, and what Dimitri said.

I sat in that little room for the next three hours, until I was sure the plane landed, and almost ran out to meet it. I was avoiding people at all cost, not that anyone cared enough to look for me.

The Pilate that was waiting at the end of the steps that were let down was an older Moroi. He had graying hair, with a short beard. He reminded me of someone's grandfather. Which he probably was.

"Are you Rose?" His voice was gruff, but he had a smile on his face.

"Yeah, the one and only." Thank God I mentally added no one else would want to go through the hell I'd been through.

"Well where is it that I can take you?"

I hadn't given it much thought, but I knew that the only place that I would be comfortable, and have friends was Russia.

"Russia." Short and to the point, he didn't need to know the reasoning behind it. He just had to take me.