This is a story I took over for friend who couldn't do it. The character of Hannah is nicknamed Nan, she is the first cousin of Aaron Drozdov and her mother is Martha Drozdov and her father is human which is unusual for dhampirs. All I have done in the first chapter is clean up the grammar, but the other chapters will be me writing. Reviews welcome, no bashing.

Nan was sitting in the chair that Giles had put her in, she felt as if she was going to fall out. After her latest beating her go to first-aid Strigoi was rubbing some muscle relaxer on her calf, he had sown her forehead before that after Peter the leader of the group had tried put her head through the table.

Nan stared straight ahead not wanting to let the emotions show, she wasn't going to cry even in front of Giles. Giles became as close to an ally as she was going to get, ever since she was taken three years ago by the Strigoi. "How many this time and when was the last time you ate?" Giles questioned.

"Just Peter this time and about three days. Is he really leaving for a few days?" Nan stuttered as a headache came on.

"Yes, it seems guardians have been snooping too close for his comfort and a lot of them." Giles confirmed as he finished rubbing in the ointment.

Strigoi even well organized groups didn't just take dhampirs and keep them long term. They would either kill them or turn them but even Giles wondered why they were keeping her, they never fed from her, they used her for entertainment, for sex. Nan remembered the first time Peter had taken her, in front of the whole coven, it was humiliating. She had shut her eyes tightly and cried as he took her virginity.

"How close?" Nan swallowed hard at the memory.

"Very, something led them here or someone." Giles got up from his crouching and put the ointment away and passed her some aspirin. Giles and her tutor Ben were able to be around her more often than the others because they were older, Giles had fought in the Revolutionary War, for the British of course. Ben had been living with a Moroi family as their guardian during the 1930's, he was turned when they attacked the wife of a Badica royal.

Nan nodded her head and tried to hide any sign of hope from her face because even though Giles healed her wounds he was still a Strigoi and he could take her life at any moment. "Go to Ben, he has a new math assignment for you." Giles red eyes flared at her but he smiled at her. "Just try to avoid Heather, she is cranky."

Before she could get up to leave Nan was stopped by Ben as he flung open the door, "They are here, penetrated the east wing and are heading this way." Ben voice was strained and angry.

"Who." Nan asked, she didn't know if he met Peter's archenemies Gina.

"Guardians, a lot of them, twenty at least. Peter is nowhere to be found." Ben said as he came to stand in front of Nan.

"Go, to your room and stay there, don't move no matter what happens." Giles commanded as he grabbed her and quickly rushed out of the office. He moved hastily and they could already hear the sounds of fighting in the lower level of the compound. They passed a couple of Strigoi but they didn't seem to notice the duo moving through the corridor. Giles unlocked her door and pushed her in, "Stay, I or Ben will get you." He slammed the door shut and she heard him lock it again.

Sitting on the bed that was in her small dingy room, it had been her prison for the last three years. Nan reached underneath her mattress and pulled out the well-worn photo of her mother, father, and her at court with Queen Tatianna. The Guardians were here, would they succeed? Would they find her? Right now, if she hadn't been taken Nan would be training to be one right now, she would be a Novice at St. Vladimir's. That was not to be, she was kidnapped at a family party where Strigoi had penetrated the perimeter and had taken the Guardians by surprise. She had seen her cousin, Odessa, a Moroi get sucked dry and an Uncle just get his neck snapped.

"Please God, Let them prevail." Nan prayed as she held the photo close to her chest.

Her bed shock, Nan heard a large boom and some screaming. Obviously the Guardians had hit the second floor stair case in her wing of the compound, it had been rigged to go off if you didn't hit a code. She was surprised they had gotten that far and her heart jumped in her chest. Even Nan never dared try to get out and go that far away from room. Nan took action as she went to her closet and at the bottom a small sack was hiding underneath a floorboard, it was one that Giles had given her after she had been there three months. It contained a change of clothes, a little bit of cash and ID, just in case she was able to escape. Today might be the day if she is able to do just that.

She began to wonder if Peter knew they had gotten this close or had he been caught on his way out of the compound, Nan certainly hoped that he had eliminated by the incoming Guardians. Her heart was beating out of chest, she could feel it thumping as the fighting got closer down further the corridor, she could hear bodies hitting the floor and fighting and grunting. Willing to herself to breath Nan tried to slow her heart down, this was it. Would the Guardians get to her door and get in and take her away from this or would the Strigoi get there first and drink her dry. What seemed like an eternity to Nan she started to hear doors open right across from the hall.

A lot of "Nothing here" or a "clear". Had the Guardians really gotten through the Strigoi coven that quickly?

"This is locked I am going to need something to break it down." A deep voice shouted on the other side of the door but ever being cautious of having too much hope, she didn't recognize it as any of the Strigoi she knew, it must be the Guardians.

A clanking sound was all she could make out and soon it sounded like they were just going to axe through door. Why hadn't she thought of that…? She would be greatly outnumbered in her attempts to escape even if she had gotten out of the room. As precaution Nan got up and went and hid in the closet, hope was growing but she didn't want to just assume it was a guardian and not a manic Strigoi. "It's Guardian, please let it be Guardians." She prayed to whoever was listening, whatever god was taking requests and fulfilling she would pray to. A knot formed in her belly at the prospect and the fear, she couldn't decide which was more nerve wreaking. Through the closet door she continued to hear the splintering of wood and the grunting of the man who was swinging the axe.

A crack and thud later she heard the man step through door. "The bed has been slept in recently." The guy said. A few more pairs of footsteps followed the other into the room. The door of her little bathroom was opened and she could hear the cabinets being open. Nan wanted to add a more than slept in to that sentence but she waited with baited breath to be discovered, her chest felt like it was going to explode.

"Female, the pipes are still warm. Been used recently, a few hours ago tops." The one invading her bathroom stated as he came out to join the others. "I..."

NAN POV

No one had interjected and I leaned in closer to hear what he would say next but only the sound of floorboards came. Next thing I knew silence was cut short as the closet was flung open, it hit the wall with a bang and a Guardian wearing a long duster came into my view, he was very tall and had big brown eyes. He stared at me for only a split second and then he swiftly grabbed me as if I was a rag doll. I dropped my bag in the process and I was yanked out of the closet and was slammed up against the wall beside the closet door. I heard a rib snap and cried out at the shock the pain had brought, I hit the floor and another guardian came into the in a hurry. He was tall as well but with a short blonde haircut with a few strands of grey, he was clearly the leader of this group. He saw me on the floor and looked at the one in the duster. "Dimitri, be careful, she's not a Strigoi."

Dimitri looked down at me as I was holding my ribs and trying not to cry. "I had to be sure." Dimitri addressed the other Guardian. He turned his attention to me as I continued to hold my sides, "What is your name?"

I looked around the room at the five Guardians waiting for the answer and then I looked at Dimitri, "Hannah Elizabeth Drozdov, my mother is Marta." I saw a look of surprise on Dimitri and others faces.

"She's the one that has been missing for three years, the one taken during the Dashkov party in Kiev that year." The blonde haired one said. "Your father is human isn't he?" he asked me trying to confirm my identity.

"Yes, my father is Benjamin Addams. I am the only dhampir who can claim a vampire mother and a DAR membership." I said as I didn't want my human heritage to be forgotten about either and also I wanted to keep things short because my ribs were killing me.

"Get her bandaged up and get her out of here." The leader commanded as a red headed woman came in and was helping me up.

"Let's get you downstairs, I'll wrap your ribs up there." The older red haired Guardian explained to me as she was wrapped her arm around my shoulders and led me from the room.

As we left, I saw at least ten guardians going through the rooms, talking on radios to others in and out of the building more than likely. As we went down the old spiral staircase I saw a couple of the guardians give me weird looks. "We weren't expecting to find a prisoner, we were hoping to find the coven leader." The older guardian said as we made it to the bottom and into a small living area that they had made into a first aid room. There was another woman maybe in her late twenties, who was getting an arm reset and another male guardian with thick dark black hair and an ear ring in both ears, he was having his leg looked at.

"You mean Peter?" I looked at her questioningly.

"I don't know, what his name was before he was lost." The woman sneered at me.

"Lost it doesn't begin to cover it." I muttered, she still heard me because she grinned.

"I forgot to introduce myself, I am Janine, I have a daughter about your age." Janine told me as she led me to a corner where we would have some privacy. She grabbed some ace bandages and a first aid kit.

"Oh, is she a novice?" I asked trying to make conversation, although I was a pretty rusty.

"Yes, she goes to St. Vladimir's." Janine told me as she rolled up her sleeves and put her gloves on. "Just lift up your shirt." She asked.

I grabbed the hem of the t-shirt that I was wearing, it was a stolen item that Giles had gotten me. I lifted it up to about what ribs I thought were broken. Janine began pressing down on my ribs and she hit the spot because I jerked back. She put some pressure on the ribs and the surrounding ones. "I am going to have reset those ribs."

I wasn't looking forward to it but I endured worse pain, "Just get it over with." I told her. Those weren't the worse injuries I had on me, I still had a set of Peter's hands on my sides.

Janine looked at me questioningly but did it anyway. It hurt, the wave of pain pushed me over and I would have hit the floor if it hadn't been for Guardian Dimitri catching me. "You okay?" I had closed my eyes and my head was spinning.

"Yeah, I will be." I croaked. I felt him place on the edge of a chair so that Janine could still wrap my chest but I felt Dimitri ghost his fingers where the handprints of my last attack were still lingering. My stomach lurched and my skin pricked at his touch.

"When did this happen?" Dimitri asked as Janine continued wrapping my ribs

"This morning." I admitted.

"How often did this happen?" Dimitri probed further.

"About every day, I lost count after a while." I had lost count of how many times I was beaten, raped, or humiliated.

Janine cleared her throat but he continued to ghost his fingers outlining my earlier injury. "Well, I am going to go see if the car is ready to take you, your mother has been notified and is on her way to meet us in Tarasov."

Dimitri POV

The bruising on her sides were deep blue and black, they had to hurt just as much as the broken ribs. It didn't much imagination to see why they had taken her, Hannah Drozdov didn't have any bite marks on her neck. That met only one thing, she was a used for their amusement, for sex. It made bile rise up in my throat, I pulled her shirt down.

"You dropped your bag in the room and I packed an extra set of clothes for you. We should be in Tarasov by nightfall, you will need to be checked at the hospital there. " I told her as her eyes were opening.

"I need to go into Peter's study, when he took me he kept my necklace with the crest on it. I have to have it." She pleaded with me, it made her sound like a little girl as Hannah's voice went up an octave.

"I will tell Bradley to keep an eye out for it, we are going through the rooms right now." I reassured, we had already gone through her room, anything of value to her was put in the back pack, everything else was going to be burned. "Come on let's go, we need to get you out of here."

She got up stiffly and I grabbed her pack for her again and we headed out of the triage room and out the front door, it was about 10 o'clock in the morning and the sun was out, I forgot she hadn't seen the sun for three years because she closed her eyes and squinted at the intensity of it. Her skin showed signs of no outdoor exposure, it was white, whiter than some of the Moroi skin had seen. I grabbed Hannah's hand with my other hand and helped her down the stairs to the waiting Tahoe that was taking us to the private airport to get her out of here.

Janine Hathaway was already in there waiting on us, I let Hannah in first to sit beside Janine and I got in and closed the door, I set the bag on the floor.

"Ready?" Gabe, I think his name was.

"Let's go, the Queen is expecting us by nightfall." I told the younger Guardian.

As we left, I noticed Hannah's tenseness leave a bit. Her eyes wondered around the outside the compound, it was an old industrial park outside of Des Moines, Iowa. Her expression changed, she looked confused about something.

"Is something wrong?" Janine asked, I was surprised that she was being so soft with Hannah, usually Janine would tell the girl to toughen up but maybe her kindness had to do with Rose still missing. I had it on good authority they had tracked her and Princess Vasilisa down.

"I don't remember this, I was brought somewhere else entirely. They must have moved me." Her expression become tense again and she sank further in the seat and shivered. I reached back to get a blanket in the back cargo area and draped the green-grey fabric over her, as soon as I did she fell asleep.

An hour later after we had stopped to get some food, we arrived at the airport and Hannah still hadn't woken up, I gave Janine the food that we had gotten Hannah and I put the pack on my back and took her up the steps of the private plane that the Queen had provided us. We would get there well before nightfall. Hannah stirred slightly but otherwise fell asleep when I placed her in the reclining seat.