So, here goes nothing. All plot, characters, setting, etc. Belong to Richelle Mead I only use them selfishly for putting a voice to my endless musings…

It had been two weeks; two weeks while I sat virtually alone in my claustrophobic prison cell. I only say virtually because of my guards, which haven't let up in the slightest. No less than

eight at all times. I guess they finally decided to take me seriously, as should be expected what with my reputation. The infamous Rose Hathaway finally bested by this unexpected turn of

events. Even Rhonda couldn't have prepared me for this, although for the past few weeks her reading did give me something to think about. And Ambrose, we hadn't seen each other

since that day at the hearing but he definitely made me see why I was supposed to be on a journey of sorts; the letter he gave me from Tatiana had left me reeling with questions about

my future. Why was this happening? Did Tatiana know she would be killed? How was I supposed to help Lissa stuck in this stupid cell?

Ah, Liss, she and everyone else had been begging to see me since the hearing. Except Dimitri, I amended, he had only talked to Lissa about me, but he had never tried to see me. I

thought about his face that day in trial and then pushed away the thought, I wouldn't think about him, after everything he did to me, after everything I went through for him. Then, to have

that pushed aside because "Love fades" well I couldn't accept that. I was suddenly pulled into Lissa's head feeling her growing frustration. She was in her room at the Court with Christian,

sitting on the couch facing him.

"Ugh! I can't believe this! It's been two weeks! Two weeks Christian! How could they keep her away from me? Especially if…" she choked off, tears beginnig to stream down her face. I

hated seeing her this way over me, I would be fine. Abe was working on it…

"I know, I know, we have to do something, I can't believe there haven't been anymore leads." Christian sounded almost dejected, I was too; who ever did this put a lot of thought into it,

a lot of thought into framing me to be exact.

" I want to help her, there must be some way to see her. She got in to see Dimitri before, so why can't we? There's only a few days left before the trial and I don't want it to go by without

talking to her." One last time. She thought with a small frown that turned into an even smaller smile. She was remembering before, when life was so much easier. Christian moved in closer

holding her to him and giving her a light, comforting squeeze. The way Lissa looked at him… I knew she would be okay, even after I was gone, if I go I thought fiercely. There had to be a

way out of this, they couldn't convict me, but with fewer and fewer days… well it was getting harder to convince myself of that. I was about to pull out when there was a knock at the door.

Christian got up to open it.

"Dimitri." he said giving him a nod in greeting, he had recently been let out of watch from his guardians.

"Would you like to come in?" Lissa asked from across the room. She sounded unsure, Dimitri had an oddly conflicted look on his face. A rare one that reminded me of the times he had

struggled with his emotions for me; almost like he was being torn in two with just some semblance of forcefully hold himself together to be able to do what he had to. Odd in a way of

being almost determined; a determined confliction. It was one that had always frightened me a little because it seemed like; when he had that face on, nothing could change his mind.

Even if it wasn't what he wanted.

"I'm going to see Rose." he stated. My breathing accelerated back in my cell; shock coursed through me. When had this happened? How had this happened? Why… why would he even

want to see me? The words love fades, mine has flashed though my mind. Lissa's thoughts were even less coherent than my own the prominent word being an astonished How? that

turned into words.

"How?" she breathed.

"I've been talking to the guardians, thankfully she hasn't been giving them much trouble otherwise this couldn't have happened." he said a bit ruefully, it reminded me briefly of his normal

self before I refocused on the next bit of information. " Unfortunately, though, I couldn't convince them to let you in Princess, I think they are afraid you'll come up with an escape plan." he

finished.

Lissa's thoughts turned indignant, though slightly guilty as she had been thinking absently about it, He read that on her face and smiled slightly. My heart lept at that before I could hold it

back, though it was nowhere close to his few and far in between full on ones.

"So then why did you come here?" she asked kindly, trying unsuccessfully to clear the guilt off her face.

" I was wondering,"he said, "if you had anything to say to her? Any message I could give her from you?" Ah, the pledge to repay the debt of her repairing his soul, turning his back to a

Dhampir. Lissa saw this too, and while she didn't like it, she did need to say something to me I thought , however, she was blocking the thought. What are you up to Liss? I thought. She

quickly tore a square from the stationary that was on the table in front of the couch and while I could tell she wasn't sure if I was in her head, she put up a mental block and I was pushed

out.

With a huff I got up and paced in my cell. All the time wondering what Liss could be doing, and why, if I was going to find out any way, did she block me? And when, I thought, when was

Dimitri coming?

So, what did everyone think? This is just a little bit of it, I have a bit more waiting in the wings if this takes off but I'm a little hesitant since I'm not entirely certain where I'm headed with this. It's my first fanfic ever, but after reading them for so long I thought I'd give it a shot. So, love it or hate it I want to know. In the words of my favorite fanfiction author Hit or a Miss? Review, review...