Alright, so this is what I think would have happened if Dimitri took up Tasha's offer. It starts at the endish of the last chapter of Frostbite. All the words in bold are stuff that happened in the book. I felt like a lot of the things should be similar. Enjoy.

"I just wish I'd been able to…I don't know, do anything…"

Swallowing back further tears, I pulled my hands from Dimitri's and stood up before I could say something stupid.

"I should go," I said thickly. "Let me know when you want to start practice again. And thanks for…talking."

I started to turn; then I heard him say abruptly, "Wait."

I glanced back. "What?"

He held my gaze, and something warm and wonderful and powerful shot between us.

"There's one other thing we need to talk about," he told me.

I paused. It didn't sound like I wanted to hear this.

"Go on," I said hesitantly.

"Rose, I took up Tasha's offer. " He broke our gaze and stared down at his hands. I could not believe what I was hearing.

I was vaguely aware of the tears that had started forming in my eyes. I felt my heart break, but I wasn't angry. Not at Tasha, not at Dimitri. If this is what Dimitri wanted, I needed to support it. "That's really great," I told him, though the break in my voice contradicted my words.

He looked up, and when he saw the tears that began to stream down my cheeks, his face looked pained. "Roza, I'm sorry." He sounded like he meant it.

I tried to smile. "Don't apologize, Comrade. Like I said: I want you to be happy. This is a once in a lifetime opportunity—you get the life you had always dreamed of."

Dimitri looked shocked at my understanding. But when he spoke next, I realized he was surprised at something else entirely. "You think I'm doing this because I want to? Roza, my happiness is with you. I thought you knew that." He stood up and walked towards me with a sadness in his eyes that I had never seen before. I looked away, fearing the power his eyes held. I knew that just one look would transform my silent sobs into outright crying.

"I'm doing this for you. You need to be happy. You need to be able to move on from me in order to do that." The distance between us was microscopic, and Dimitri was tilting my face towards him, forcing me to look at him. "The only life I dream of is one with you in it. And that's why I have to do this. That shouldn't be the case. I shouldn't be knowing that deep in my heart we're right for each other."

His words surprised me. They sent a sensation throughout my whole body that was directly crushed. No matter what he felt, he was leaving me. I closed my eyes so that I could form coherent thoughts. "But you kept going on about how young I acted."

"You act young," he said, "because you are young. But you know things, Roza. Things people older than you don't even know. That day…" I knew instantly which day he referred to. The one against the wall. "You were right, about how I fight to stay in control. No one else has ever figured that out—and it scared me. You scare me."

"Why? Don't you want anyone to know?"

He shrugged. "Whether they know that fact or not doesn't matter. What matters is that someone—that you—know me that well. When a person can see into your soul, it's hard. It forces you to be open. Vulnerable. It's much easier being with someone who's just more of a casual friend."

"Like Tasha."

"Tasha Ozera is an amazing woman. She's beautiful and she's brave. But she doesn't—"

"She doesn't get you," I finished.

"No. Not the way you do."

"So…" I was still struggling to grasp everything that was happening. Dimitri had finally admitted that he loved me, but he was leaving me. "you're sacrificing your happiness for me? That doesn't seem fair."

"Life isn't always fair. I'd sacrifice everything for you, Roza. And there's where we encounter another problem. Please understand I'm not doing this to hurt you. I'm trying to benefit you in the long run. This will only do good for you."

"But what about you?" A part of me realized I was trying to talk him out of going with Tasha.

"Me? I'm not sure. I'll be with Tasha. That's all I can tell you, besides the fact that I'll be thinking about you constantly. But I'm going to have to—to settle for Tasha. You're young, you have all the time in the world to find another love. There are several candidates," his face flinched as he thought of me moving on. "But I'm twenty-four. Normal people already have their life built. I don't have time to fall in love again—not that I believe I could. I have to settle."

He was struggling getting out everything he needed to say. I could tell this was just as hard for him as it was for me. Our hearts were synchronized. I tried to imagine what life would be like without Dimitri in it. It was painful and unsuccessful.

"Will you ever come back?" I asked almost silently.

There was something in Dimitri's expression that told me the answer. No. He couldn't. It would hurt both of us too much. It would defeat the purpose of his departure because just one look at one another would cause us to fall in love again. I knew all this, and I dreaded it.

"Dimitri, please." It was my last desperate attempt to get him to change his mind.

"I'm sorry," he whispered.

Time stopped as he reached out and cupped my face between his hands. He brought his mouth down and brushed it against my lips. It was barely a kiss at first but soon increased, becoming heady and deep. When he finally pulled away, it was to kiss my forehead. He left his lips there for several seconds as his arms held me close.

I wished the kiss could have gone on forever. It was the last one we would ever share. Breaking the embrace, he ran a few fingers through my hair and down my cheek. He stepped back toward the door.

"I'm sorry, Roza."

My chest was gaping with pain. I prayed that when he walked through that door I would wake up and this whole thing would be one huge dream—nightmare. Or maybe he would turn around and tell me I was on some practical joke show. Neither happened. As he walked out of the door, I had this terrible feeling telling me that it would be the last time I ever saw Dimitri Belikov.

I hit the ground only moments after and let all my emotions out.

Okay, so this might be a one shot. I might continue. I haven't the slightest idea. Review and tell me what your thoughts are.