Ok so since this is my first M rated fic, be nice. There will be no flames thank you, however constructive criticism is welcome.

It is M for a reason; since I don't like reading overly graphic M stories, it isn't too bad. I just thought it should be rated M instead of T. I'm making it chaptered so it's easier to read, however I might continue. I just don't have any ideas after this.

If you want to suggest something I'll take it onboard and I can extend it if you wish :) Just PM me.

Disclaimer: I do not own the Vampire Academy characters. Disclaimer for whole story.

Warning: Spoilers and possible OOC-ness.

Spoilers are very minimal from the whole story perspective and since it is an alternative ending, things are subject to my ideas :)

After Rose has escaped from the Strigoi house and from Dimitri, Rose is caught by Dimitri, instead of staking him and going back to Lissa.

|| Should Have Seen That Coming ||

xxx

Ok, so the dead-spirit-thing didn't work. Damn.

He was gaining on me: fast. Even as a total evil Strigoi, Dimitri was still badass.

Don't think about it Rose. You don't want to become one of them.

My logical side was right, of course. But even if he was a Strigoi I still yearned for him.

I thought back to the times in imprisonment. I should feel grateful I've managed to get this far from the house, even if one Strigoi is still catching up to me, but I'm not. The kisses, the touches, he was still Dimitri in every sense except that he had to live off innocent humans now.

My eyes began to water with emotion, I had to stop thinking. I had to blank out and try to get a clear head.

Yet the memories still came.

Distracted, I almost stumbled. Swearing, I regained my feet and turned my head to try and get a view of where Dimitri was.

Shit!

In all my thoughts, I must've lost pace. I was fast, but he was faster. I couldn't afford another lapse or I was gone.

'Roza, I never lied to you. I said I would always protect you. I've done that. We can be together, forever. You know this, stop running from me.'

His voice sounded so sweet, but I couldn't turn around. I couldn't let him win.

'Roza I love you! Please!'

My legs stopped moving. My mind screamed at myself, but my body refused to move.

He loved me?

Dimitri had never said he loved me as a Strigoi. I was to be an asset, a partner, not the woman he loved before he had become Strigoi.

I shook my head, managed to walk a few paces forward. I could hear him, he was close.

'I love you, please stop!'

Again, that invisible force took hold of my body and I was frozen in place against my rebellious mind.

I turned around to face him. He was so gorgeous; I wanted to leap into his arms.

But as I glanced at his face, I knew I had made a grave mistake. His voice had been so pleading and weak, but his face was in a cruel grin of triumph.

I had been tricked.

Before I could even voice my protest, he tackled me to the ground. Even as I writhed with all the strength in me, I couldn't get him to move an inch. He would not relent like he had in the house. I had pissed him off and he wasn't giving me a choice anymore.

'Shh Roza. This is the way it was meant to be.' He whispered dangerously close to my neck.

I screamed in fury, but was cut off by his teeth sinking into my flesh. My scream changed to a cry of pain, before a moan of pleasure.

His bite sent my skin crawling with desire. I couldn't feel anything but the high from his bite. My mind continued to fight, but the other side of me that wanted, no needed him to keep drinking was gaining control. When he stopped, the only resistance I gave was the small whimper of annoyance.

Dimitri grinned, but there was no warmth in his smile. He reached into a pocket of his coat that I would tease him so much about wearing, and drew a knife. In my drug-like state, I thought nothing of it; I simply smiled lazily at him.

He cut his arm, allowing blood to be drawn. Even high off Strigoi endorphins, I watched with amazement how Strigoi could bleed like dhampirs, and that their hearts could beat like mine.

Dimitri held his arm close to my face. I merely stared at it.

'Drink Roza, trust me.' He told me, his voice seductive and alluring.

I obeyed.