Hey, this is BreathIfYouFindDimitriHot (Neha) and 666Black Fire666 (Izz). We decided AGES ago that we were gunna write a fanfic together, and well, here it is! So enjoy!

Disclaimer: Izz and Neha do not own Vampire Academy (at least not in the waking world)

SPOILER ALERT: This takes place in Blood Promise, when Dimitri is holding Rose prisoner in Russia.

Rose's POV

I cried out in pain. Pain. That's all I felt. But not just any pain; it was excruciating, it was agonizing, it was, going away?

Numbness came over me, washing away the pain. I lay there in complete bliss, never wanting it to stop. My breathing grew heavy as I tipped my head back and let the buzz of endorphins spread through my body. My eyelids were heavy and I felt so relaxed, I completely let go and drifted away.

Dimitri's POV

Her chest rose slightly but evenly with every breath she took.

I tucked a loose strand of hair behind her ear and continued to watch her in her peaceful slumber.

We would be perfect together, the most powerful leaders the Strigoi world would ever know. The Moroi wouldn't stand a chance – not that those selfish creatures deserved it. Our rise to power would be fast, even faster than Galina's.

Ah, Galina.

She had been good to me; more so than anyone and killing her wasn't something I particularly wanted to do. However, there was a difference between wanting to do something, and needing to do something.

Galina was an obstacle who had to be removed. I was raised and trained to remove obstacles and so was Rose. I glanced back down at her, sweeping the pad of my thumb across her cheek.

"Sleep well, Roza," I whispered.

Lissa's POV

"Truth or dare?"

I paused for a moment, trying to decide which to choose.

"Truth," I answered Avery, as I came to my conclusion. "Yeah, definitely truth."

She chewed on her lip, looking thoughtful. I watched, amused as her eyes lit up.

"Okay, do you still miss Rose?"

I pondered her question. It was one that I didn't really have an instant answer to because truthfully, I hadn't actually thought about Rose in quite a while. Thinking about an answer to the question made me realise my true answer.

"No," I told her honestly. "I don't. I mean, I still love her and all but . . . I don't actually know. I'm still hurt that she chose someone over me. We've been best friends for twelve, almost thirteen years, Ave, how could she do that to me? She knew him for like, less than a year!" I wailed out the last bit, not caring that I had started slurring at some point through my speech.

Avery reached out and put a gentle hand on my forearm. "She's stupid," she told me, her grey eyes boring intensely but softly into my own jade green ones. "Forget her, Liss. She's not worth it. It's her loss. You are the nicest, sweetest, prettiest and smartest person I have ever met. Any sane person would love you."

I tried to smile at her through my teary eyes. It probably looked more like a grimace.

"But even Christian left me! I think I'm the problem . . ." I trailed off and let my tears trail down my face.

Avery sighed and handed me another drink. "You know what, Liss? Let's just forget about it. Christian's an idiot and Rose is a slut. Now, let's have some fun, Babe!"

My tears began to dry a little as I nodded, releasing a real smile this time. Avery was a God-sent. She was like the best friend I never had. I mean, I had Rose but if she was such a good friend, why'd she leave me? No, Avery would never do that. She'd never do anything to hurt me. She actually cared about me.

A wicked grin painted itself on Avery's lips. "Good. How about we go pay your smoking hot cousin a visit, aye?" She let out a low wolf whistle. "I'm running low on booze."

Christian's POV

I was sitting at the back of the classroom as usual. But now there was an empty seat beside me, it was just like before. Christian Ozera: the strigoi-wannabe.

The only reason some people even used to look at me, was because I was with Lissa, hell, they were probably only looking at Lissa. But now, it was as if I was invisible again, so far even the teacher had managed to completely ignore me.

Lissa. She told me she loved me. Lying Bitch. Where was she now? Probably skipping classes getting drunk. I wouldn't be surprised if she was getting busy with Aaron this very second. I wish I could blame it all on someone else, but I should have seen it coming. You know, I really thought Lissa was different, but she was just like all the other royals; only concerned with herself.

I mean it's bad enough that Lissa left me, but how could she just dismiss Rose like she did? When Adrian told us that he'd seen bite marks on Rose's neck, Lissa did nothing, nothing except go party with Avery, her new best friend.

I don't know what to think about Rose, she went off to Russia to kill Belikov, now she's got bite marks on her neck – fresh bite marks – that she wouldn't say anything about. What if it was Belikov? What of Rose is dead? Lissa and Rose were friends for years and now Lissa is too busy bonding with Avery to give a damn about Rose. She was practically replacing everyone around her.

Rose wasn't a good enough best friend for her! She was just a Guardian. I wasn't a good enough boyfriend for her! I'm just a crazy psycho. No, the last Dragomir is much too important for dhampir's and nutjobs.

"Christian!" the teacher was calling my name. I looked up, I hadn't realised how deep into my thoughts I'd been.

"Yes Miss?" I asked, trying to sound as though I'd been paying attention.

"Do you have an answer for me?" Great! What a time for her to acknowledge me, she must have realised I wasn't listening.

"Can you repeat the question?" a few people laughed at me and the teacher frowned.

"No, let's test your listening skills." This teacher was such a bitch

"Umm... seven?" I guessed. A few more people laughed.

"Wrong" smirked the teacher. I sighed and went back to my daydreams of setting Lissa on fire.

Abe's POV

Where was she?

It had been weeks since anyone had seen Rose. Maybe even months. She had promised me that she would leave Baia, and so far it appeared that she had. But that didn't mean that she gone back St. Vladimir's Academy, hell she may not have even gone back to the U.S.

I ran a hand through my mussed hair and sighed. Why hadn't I been more specific when I'd given her my bargain terms?

I'd failed. Both as a father and a lover. I'd promised Janine that I would take care of her daughter. Our daughter. Apparently, I wasn't doing a very good job seeing as I had no idea where the hell she was.

I stood up and took to pacing around again.

"Mr. Mazur?"

My head snapped up at my Guardian, Pavel's call.

"Yes? Any news on her whereabouts?"

Pavel shook his head. "I'm sorry, but no one's seen her. The last person to see her was Lord Adrian Ivashkov."

"Ivashkov?" Finally, a sliver of hope.

"Yes, Sir. I contacted her academy back in Montana. The dhampir boy – her friend – Castile told me that the last person to contact her was Lord Ivashkov. His discovery was rather . . . disturbing."

My eyes narrowed as I focused on Pavel. "What discovery?"

He shifted uncomfortably. "That's not impor-"

"The hell it isn't! Tell me what you know," I snarled at him. He visibly swallowed and took a shaky breath. No doubt he was fearing for the health of his kneecaps.

"She . . . she was last seen with wounds on her neck."

"What kind of wounds?" I asked suspiciously.

"Bite marks, Sir. Vampire bite marks."

Adrian's POV

My eye's snapped open and I found myself on the floor, surrounded by empty bottles. I'd drunk every bit of alcohol I had, except the vodka. I couldn't drink the vodka.

And I couldn't escape the dreams. I mean sure, I could block aura's and stuff, but everyone has dreams. And I'm not talking about dreams I can control, these are really more like nightmares.

I couldn't save Rose, no one could, I doubt she even wanted to be saved. And it's my fault. I gave her the money to go to Russia. I was the one who failed to find out where she was. And I am the reason she's probably dead, or worse...

Every time I closed my eyes I saw the bite marks on her neck. I saw her eye's stare into mine; redder than blood.

I couldn't stand up, but God, I needed more booze. Usually I'm stocked up but I think Avery had had made herself at home.

Avery. She wasn't Rose, but she was fun. Rose never really cared for me; she's always been obsessed with that Belikov.

Rose is being selfish; she left me and Lissa to go find Belikov. He's gone, she should have just stayed, I could have made her happy. Avery was there for Lissa when Rose wasn't. Avery is here now.

The vodka was just sitting there. Staring at me. Stupid vodka. Why did I have to import my vodka from Russia? Stupid Russia.

While I was muttering to myself about never importing vodka again, my phone starting ringing. Unfortunately, the sound wasn't coming from my pocket; it was coming from under the couch. Damn thing must have slide under.

I missed the call and almost got my hand stuck only to discover that the number was private. Weird.

I dialled a number that I had memorised.

"Hey, this is Rose, I can't come to the phone right now, but, uh, leave a message and I'll get back to you. Unless of course, I'm avoiding you. Poka!"

I sighed. A small part of me had hoped that it was Rose who had called me, but I knew it wasn't. I'd lost Rose.

So I called Avery.

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