I've decided to change next generation since I had an idea on my old laptop that I was going to post but it ended up getting fried. So, I've decided on trying to rewrite it. It might go kinda slow, but I'll update as much as possible. This one's about Rose and Riley and them. So this takes place after Cibola and if you haven't read hunting with a rose read the sum up below, if you have then you can go into the story. Disclaimer, I only own rose and her mom who's not mentioned a whole lot so…yeah.

SUM UP:

Pretty much Rose is Ben's niece who's quite beautiful and fell in love with Riley on the first treasure hunt. Rose's mother died in a shooting when Rose was ten, her full name is Rosalie Irene Gates and Sarah is her mother's name and she was younger than Ben and having Rose was kinda an accident. They lived in Paris for a while, and then moved back to the states, and Rose speaks French, English, and a few other languages.

Rose POV:

I woke up and did my morning routine for a normal Saturday which it started out as. I got up stretched changed and went for a run. When I got back I took a quick shower changing into sweats and a cami-tank top for now, since later I'd be going to a mixed marshal-arts tournament. I did these occasionally for the old karate school I got my black belt from. I stopped karate after a while, but then they'd occasionally ask for me to come back and demonstrate for a day, or do something like this. I was going up against this huge girl today, and was kind of nervous. Riley tried to talk me out of it, and Ben barely is letting me do this, and Abigail is totally against it. I'd be fine, though. Anyways I was making breakfast when someone slid their arms around me, and whispered, "Boo." Into my ear. My boyfriend. "Riley." I whined. "Good morning." He whispered kissing my cheek.

"I thought you were going to your mom's today." I objected. "Yeah, but I came to see if maybe you changed your mind about the fight, and maybe you could come if you-"

"I'm not changing my mind about the fight." I protested. "Now do you want something or not?" I asked pointing out to the buffet of food out. "Do you have to ask?" He asked kissing me and grabbing a plate. "Hey Rose, Ri- Riley?" Abigail asked shocked Riley wasn't his usual lazy self getting here around twelve, eleven if we're lucky. "Since when do you get up before ten thirty?" Ben walked in. "You know it'd help if you guys had a little faith in me." He said shortly. I laughed at Riley's sudden sour expression. "Aw, it's ok Riley." I believe in you." I said.

"See! How hard is that?"

"Kind of." I added. "Thanks guys." He thanked us sarcastically. I laughed again, dishing up myself some breakfast. "So you're sure about the fight, R-"

"Yes." I said exasperated. I could take her the bigger they are, the slower they are. "I better get going." Riley said looking at the time, he was already dragging me by my wrist out the door with him before I even said, "Okay, I'll come out with you."

Before he got in his car he looked me in the eyes his full of fear and worry. "Rose, promise me you'll be careful today." Riley said. "Of course, when aren't I?" I smiled standing on my tip toes, so my nose would touch his. He kissed me passionately just as he had the first time we kissed on the search for the templar treasure; I fell in love with him all over again. "I love you." He whispered. This had more meaning than any other time he had ever said it. It actually meant something, other than that he loves me. He felt for me, he cared; he wasn't ready to let me go. I wasn't ready to let me go. "I love you, too. Now go have fun at your mom's and I'll call you when the fight's over and you can come over for dinner." I whispered.

"Ok." He sighed kissing me again. "You know that work party Abigail has on Monday?" I asked. "Oh, yeah. You want to do something that night?" He asked. "Sure. We could have dinner and go skating." I suggested. He hated skating, but I loved it and he loved he just hated that he was horrible at it. "Sounds great. Details later?" He checked. "Absolutely." I promised. With that he got in the Ferrari and set off for his mom's place. I looked up at the sky; it showed hints of rain. Great. That just about made my day.

AT THE MAT/RING/GYM/PLACE THINGY:

I was in the locker room doing my check list. Purple sports bra on. Check. Blue shorts on. Check. Pink mouth guard in. Check. Hair pulled back into a tight high pony tail. Check. Winning attitude. Still looking for it. I'll find it eventually. I walked out into the…what's in caps, and sighed as I heard the terrifying stats of the girl. "Standing at 6 foot 7", Helen Jenkers has never lost a fight yet, but it could very well be today as she faces Rose Gates who stands at 5 foot 3" but has never lost a fight either." He read surprised. I was small, but I was fast and furious. I saw the HUGE girl step into the place and I gasped eyes widening. I took my mouth guard out when we went to shake hands. "H-hi." I squeaked. "You may have never lost a fight, but today will be the day. I promise you I will send you into a world of pain." Helen scared me. I heard a whistle blow and that's pretty much when I felt the most pain I've felt in a long time. She punched my fists at first but I lost my balance and fell over. After that she continued to punch my ribs, and her heavy leg was resting on my arm, it felt like it was slowly breaking. I screamed and screamed. She was insane! "GET HER OFF!" I screamed. My vision was going blurry as she struck my face with a wild punch, that'd leave my eye black for sure. I continued to scream but they came out like squeals as I grew more tired trying to pass out. The girl was dragged off of me, clawing at my arms and face. I bit my lip so hard it bled. I groaned and stayed down. Though everyone knew I was hurt. Badly. I heard Abigail yelling at some people who most likely were the girl's parents. I heard her father saying, "I'm sorry she's usually not this competitive, I think she just knew it was because this girl never lost a fight-"

"Oh, so now it's my niece's fault!" She yelled. "Your daughter sickens me."

I was put on some gurney, thing and lifted into an ambulance. Someone took my hand, and I heard him say, "Rose, I swear you're going to be okay." Ben. I think. Voices were starting to blend together now. "Ben?" I muttered. He realized my mouth guard was still in, and took that out for me. "Thanks." I whispered trying to close my eyes. "Rose, stay awake." Ben sounded worried, as I tried to slip into unconsciousness. "But it's hard." I complained. "Keep her awake!" A paramedic shouted Jeez he didn't have to yell, I was right there. As I was going inside (A/N: you can think she was on a gurney, or walked with Ben's support or whavesies) I heard Abigail on the phone. "Yup, we'll call you when she's done. Thanks Emily, talk to you soon Patrick." She said and hung up. Oh, great she called my grandparents. Wonderful. After I got some medication to help me stay awake (though it barely kept me up), the doctor looked over me. "I'll be right back I'm going to call Riley." Ben said. The doctor gave my wrist a squeeze and I yelled, "Ow!"

"Fractured." He muttered, making some marks on his clipboard. Doctor handwriting, I confirmed. "Wait, Ben, I said I'd call Riley." I protested. "Rose be reasonable-"

"I am. I told him I'd call him." I begged. "Please."

He sighed, "Alright." He put the phone in my good hand, and dialed Riley's number. He picked up on the first ring. "Ben? Is she-"

"Riley, it's me." I whispered. "Oh, Rose! Are you okay? How was the fight? Why are you calling from Ben's-?"

"Riley I'm at that the hospital." I interrupted, causing him to fall silent. For a mere two seconds. "I'll be right there!" He hung up before I could reply. Oh, jeez. When we were out in the hall way the doctor described what happened to me. "Well, you have a few bruised ribs, you'll need to keep your stitches in for a few weeks, luckily there were no internal injuries, but you'll need this medication for a little while, for your ribs and concusssion. Take some Aleve too; it will help bring the stress down. Give me a call in a few hours, and tell me her symptoms and I'll see if she can sleep." He winked at me. I attempted a smile back but it barely passed. Riley had come in as he said 'internal injuries' looking worried as ever. He's cute when he's worried. "What happened?" He demanded. I kept my eyes soft on the floor. I didn't speak for a minute, but then I felt his gaze soften, a lot, and he took my hand waiting patiently. "Rose?" He asked softly. "I'm sorry-"

"No, no. It's not your fault. I wish I would've listened to you guys. I'm sorry." I whispered, almost tearing up. "Rose, I just want to know what happened. I was worried sick all day." He said wrapping his arms around my shoulders. "I…I have a few bruised ribs, and I got some stitches, and you see the black eye and fractured wrist." I murmured.

"So when am I fighting again?" I asked. "You've got to be kidding." Abigail said with widened eyes. "There's no way you're ever fighting again." She finished. "But-"

"Rose, you're not fighting again and that's final." Ben said. Riley, put in his word. "Rose what if you got hurt again?" He whispered. "I can't loose you to some silly sport." He muttered. "Alright." I said my head throbbing from arguing anyways. It was raining outside. Unfortunately Riley insisted on carrying me to our car. "Riley, no." I muttered snuggling my head into the crook of his neck breathing softly on it. "Rose, it's okay. You're super light." He kissed me on the back of my neck and I attempted to keep myself awake in his arms, ignoring the cold rain soaking us. I couldn't stop thinking about Riley on the way home.

AT THE HOUSE:

When we got back to the house, I took some Aleve; we had lunch (tomato soup) and watched a horrible movie. I sat in Riley's lap during the movie. For some reason all through out the beginning of the movie, he kept shooting random questions at me, like, "Why didn't he take the gun instead of the sword?" or "Isn't that kind of cheesy?". He eventually saw it was starting to annoy so he started tracing patterns on my arms, and playing around with curls of my hair. He traced his hand over the scar I had gotten about two or three years ago from when I had been kidnapped by Ian Howe, and he slashed my arm with a knife. I shuddered as he ran over the scar again. After the movie he got up and helped me go to the door with him. "I can stay really; I can see her another time-"

"No, Riley its fine. I'll see you on Monday, right?" I asked. He smiled half-heartedly. "Yeah. I'll be back as soon as possible, okay?" He promised. "Okay, I guess we'll just hang around here then." I called off the skating thing. We could order pizza but we'd have to stay here. He gave me a quick kiss, and with that he was out the door. I nearly fainted without his support on my body but Ben managed to catch me and help me to my room.

I was able to sleep eight hours after we called on Saturday. Though I had to be woken up every two hours with the stupid concussion. I slept as much as possible on Sunday since then I didn't have to be woken up. Thank goodness too. I was so tired, and I had to rest up so I wouldn't fall asleep with Riley on Monday. They made me get up when Nana and granddad came over to check on me. Nana hugged me so much Ben had to have her stop because eventually my ribs would break. We had dinner with them, and such, and they told us on how on Tuesday they'd be leaving for Tokyo. They got remarried last year, and hadn't had their honeymoon yet. I was in the shower for a long time, and nearly fell asleep, but I quickly reminded myself to get into my pajamas and go to bed. Tomorrow I'd have to keep myself wide awake. I fell asleep around 1 am, since I was texting Riley the whole time. But our last few texts were a little like this:

i miss u, Riles… :'(

miss u 2 cant w8 2 c u 2morrow

G'nite riley…luv u

Luv u 2…XXOO :)

I turned off my phone and went to sleep. Nothing will go wrong tomorrow, I promised myself. Boy I hope I'm right.