Notice- I have not read Last Sacrifice yet! Everything here is from what I think should happen. I've read other fan fictions, and can promise you that this will have something that you never would have expexcted. Please tell me what you think!

I killed the queen...? I...killed...the queen? How the hell could they believe that crap?

The pure white, sterile walls mocked me, the gaurds stood like statues infront of my cell. No one moved or made a sound. All eyes trained on me.

There had to be a way out of this hell hole. I always found a way out, always, no matter the situation.

I'll pay for something that I didn't do...for something that I had no connections to doing!

I had locked my mind from wandering to unwanted thoughts, but it usually escaped my control anyway, wandering to how it must feel to be staked, to Lissa and her darkness that was begining to accumulate again, to the fact that no one had bothered to come visit me. I had no one but my imaginary friend who decided she wasn't going to talk to me either.

To Demitri.

"Rose, stop it. Those days are over..." I whispered, like that could take me out of this cell. Rewind time to save the queen from the bastard who had really killed her. To bring him back to me, so I could hold him in my arms again... "You've got to be freaking kidding me, I can't even control my own mind anymore!"

What would they do to me? Behead me, stake me, torture me? Open me up and let my blood run freely across the ground? Pitch me to the Strigoi to finnish me?

I only had a couple more days to find out. My death sentance would be decided then. I would die one the decided date, and than everyone would go back to their lives, uncaring. Including my former lover.

"Food." one of the gaurds declaired, his voice in a monotone.

The trey slid under the bars on the floor, the food looked like the most unappealing substance anyone could ask for. What else would they feed someone who was going to die antyway?

"Why do the dumb assess waste ten gaurdians on me when they're complaining about protection for themselves?" I growled at them.

"Just shut the hell up and eat your damn food." another gaurdian barked.

"What ever." I muttered. I didn't feel like eating, I didn't feel like doing anything that anyone could possibly do in a hell's cell, so I got up slowly and kicked the trey back under the bars. "You can keep the crap."

Sitting back onto the bed, I leaned my back against the wall and stared at wall.

Killed the queen.

You are under arrest for the murder of Queen Tatiana.

I didn't DO anything...why don't they believe me...?

I felt like they had lit me on fire and chained me down, just in reach of a fire extinguisher but can't even touch it.

I closed my eyes and went into Lissa's mind. She was standing infront of a locked door, worrying about the persone inside who had locked themselves in.

"Demitri," Lissa pleaded. Shit! "Please, Demitri, can you come out?"

No answer.

"Just unlock the door so I could come in? Please?" she pleaded again.

There was a noise on the otherside of the door, than it cracked open. Lissa pushed it open slowly, seeing that all the lights were turned off, the shades pulled down even though it was the Moroi day. Demitri was sitting on the bed, slouched over, staring at a dagger that rested on the floor between his feet.

"Demitri! What were you planning to do with that?" Lissa exclaimed. Apparently his gaurds were no longer needed, seeing as there were none in the room or out in the hall.

"If they kill her..." he whispered. "If those bastards lay one harming hand on her, I'll kill every one of them!"

"Don't say things like that! She'll be alright. She's going to come out of this. Alive." Lissa stated. I sensed she had some sort of plan.

"How can you be so sure? How do you know? How could you possibly know?" Demitri demanded.

"Let's just say I have a plan." Lissa said shortly.

Her thoughts suddenly errupted in my mind, a whole list of different things she plans to do. They included her and Christian and Adrian hunting down every member while they were alone and convincing them to let me live. She planned to use any type of method from blackmail, compulsion and mentaly inflicting pain, and emotions of others.

She would even put someone else up on the chopping block just to get me down.

While she was quietly explaining all this to Demitri, I studdied his face. His gaurdian mask was on, covering any trace of emotion, except for his eyes. I could quite plainly see the warring conflict of saving Lissa or saving me. If Lissa got cought in her scheme, she would die with me as my accomplice. If he stopped her, I would die.

"I'm doing this with you." Demitri said after a long pause. "I swear, I'm going to protect you."

"Demitri...what do you honestly think about her?" Lissa questioned him.

He looked at her, his eyes troubled and pleading. He didn't want to answer her question. "Lissa, she is just someone I need to protect now. I feel nothing for her anymore. My love had faded. She's not the one I love anymore..."

"Demitri?" Lissa exclaimed as he stood up slowly, and took a step towards her.

"I don't love her. I'm in love with you." he kissed her. He fucking kissed her.

...and she kissed him back...