Sort of happening after Last Sacrifice. The Moroi and Dhampir world have a strict rule of no socializing with humans. So when a girl leaves Court with dreams of being famous, she is automatically a disgrace to the Court. However, when she returns it sends everyone in an uproar…sort of. So what if she has a connection to Christian, but he doesn't want her to be at Court? My first FanFic ever! R&R!

Unfortunately, VA and the characters are not owned by me. They all belong to Richelle Mead, who is awesome! Any songs, lyrics, or movies used in this story also are not owned by me. I'm just the teenager who's using them for this FF. J

I'm Sorry

The plane wheels hit the runway hard. The girl in the plane never liked when the plane landed. It sent her stomach doing flips like an acrobat. She gazed out the window to look at the cloudy sky. The weather here was nothing compared to Los Angeles. She hadn't been in this place in years and wondered what had come of it. Would people still hate her and think of her has a disgrace?

She shook her head. No one is thinking about you now. Everyone is all wrapped up in the murder and Aunt Tasha. Still the nerves were getting to her. She clutched her hands together in her lap. The plane slowed down to a crawl and stopped. Her heart started to pound against her chest harder and harder.

"Miss? Are you ready to exit the plane? We have already taken your luggage and put them in the limo ready to take you to Court," the attendant said to the girl. The girl nodded and rose from her seat. Each step she took felt like a mile run. She didn't know what the future was to hold.

She walked down the steps of the private jet and strolled over to the limo. The wind was strong, whipping her raven black, shoulder length hair to fly around her. The chauffeur was holding her door open. He nodded to her and took her hand. He guided her into the back seat and shut the door which made the car shack. Her stomach started to gain butterflies again. She looked around the roomy back seat of the limo. It had a TV screen and a mini fridge. It was just like the many limos she used when she went to award shows or premieres.

Upfront, the chauffeur climbed into his seat. He revved the engine and the vehicle roared to life. The chauffeur looked up at the rear-view mirror and smiled at the girl. "Welcome home…Lady Ozera." The car pulled away to the Court.

"I hate being Queen!" Lissa screamed. It's been three months since she was sworn in. She thought being Queen wouldn't be so bad. Instead, what she found was nothing but piles of paper work. Complaints about how save everything is with Tasha, questions about Jill, and tons of others.

Christian was in the corner of her office leaning against the wall with his arms crossed over his chest. A smirk spread across his lips. He loved how she looked when she was annoyed. "You brought this upon yourself. I was highly against it."

"Liar. You know you love Royal Housing," Lissa smiled at him. "I hate all this work. I didn't think being Queen included all of this. I mean I did but not like this…"

"Oh don't worry about it right now," he walked over to her. He knelt down so he was at eye level with her. "I like how we get privacy in here and we have some time…" Taking his hands and placing one on each side. He looked deep in her eyes and she looked deep into his. They brought their lips to each others. It was a soft, passionate kiss at first. Then Lissa, wanting more, deepened it. She circled her arms around his neck to bring him closer to her. His hands left her face for her waist. He hoisted her up so he could scoot into the chair and she was now draped over his lap.

"Should we really be doing this? I have a ton of work that I don't want to do, to do," she said. He was running a trail of kisses down her neck.

"Why not? You need a distraction." He slightly bit down on her neck without his teeth. He wasn't going to have a repeat of what happened before.

"Yeah, but still." She ran her hands threw his hair. She leaned her head back so he had better access to kiss her neck and she was just feeling that enlightened. She moaned and could feel him smile against her neck.

"Still nothing." He brought his lips back down hard on hers. They could feel the burning. The love was intensifying between them. They could feel it. He reached for the buttons on the front of her shirt when the door knocked.

They looked at each other and groaned. "Who is it?" Lissa called out. Whoever it was had the worst timing ever. All she asked for was to be able to have time with her hot boyfriend.

" Who else, your Royal Highness?" the all too familiar voice called out.

"Rose," they both said at the same time. "You have the worst timing!" Christian yelled at the door. They untangled their limbs from each other. Lissa was left in the chair and Christian went back to his spot. "Come in"

Rose and Dimitri came into the office. Rose was her usual self while Dimitri was in his guardian mode. When he was in that mode there was no way for anyone to break him. Rose looked around and her gaze flicked between the two.

"Anything I need to know about? You both look like you were having fun," Rose said with a smile that went from ear to ear.

"Nothing really, Mom. I was just having fun with my girlfriend if you don't mind," Christian put an emphasis on Mom. Rose glared his way to meet his famous cocky grin.

Rose whipped her head back to Lissa. "Do we really need to keep him? I think I still have the receipt from the pet store."

"HEY! That was just mean," Christian said to Rose threw clenched teeth and a stone-hard glare.

"Rose, that was a bit harsh. But anyway what is that you two want?" Lissa asked.

"Well first of all, since we're your guardians we are suppose to be here. Secondly, they sent word that someone is arriving and they would like for you to come and greet them. Oh and this one," she jabbed her thumb at Christian, "is to come too."

"Well I'm not going to go greet some old bat. There is no need for me to go so I'm not going," Christian pressed his lips into a hard line and crossed his arms over his chest.

"You wanna bet?" Rose took a step towards Christian. Dimitri put a firm arm around her waist. He hadn't said a word or done anything since they arrived. When he had his guardian mode up he didn't budge. "Rose, we didn't come here so you could kill Christian. Your Highness, we really should get going. The car with her is due to come at any minute."

"Dimitri, you know you don't need to call me that. Just call me Lissa. You've know me forever. And yes the both of us shall come and greet this person. Who is it?" Rose shrugged her shoulders. Dimitri shook his head. Lissa didn't want to meet this person anymore than Christian did. She wanted to continue where they left off until they were rudely interrupted. If she was going down, she was bringing him down with her. She rose from her seat and walked over to Christian. "Come on. Lets get this over with. We might actually come to like the person."

"Yeah, I really think that's going to happen," Christian groaned.

The four of them left Lissa's office and made there way to the front gates. When they walked past other Moroi or dhampirs they could feel them staring at them. Some with hate, others with kindness. Rose and Dimitri shook them off. Christian returned the hate looks to the owners and ignored the kind ones. Lissa couldn't help but be alarmed by the looks. She wasn't use to being hated. Yeah, with the whole elections she went through a lot of hate. This feeling deep in her stomach kept telling her that these people were out to get her. She waved it away.

They finally reached the front of the Court. They waited until someone came to greet them. A young Moroi they didn't know but had seen a lot around court. He was in his early twenties. He had golden hair, ocean blue eyes, and tanned skin. He was handsome but Rose and Lissa knew they were both already taken.

"There you are Queen Vasalissa. The person is on her way as we speak. I just spoke with the driver and he said they were just around the corner. And that-Ah! There they are! This way, your Majesty."

They climbed down the marble staircase to the cobble stone like drive. The limo pulled around. The windows were tinted darkly so they couldn't seen in. the girl in the back seat could see them quite well.

"Oh my. There he is. I hope he gives me a chance," the girl prayed under her breath.

The chauffeur got out the low car and walked over to the back door. The group of them stood there waiting with suspension. They desperately wanted to meet this mystery person. The chauffeur took his time walking to the door. When he finally reached the door, everyone drew in a sharp breath. The door opened slowly. The chauffeur placed his hand out and the girl's small, pale hand took it. She climbed out the car. Keeping her eyes down she stood up and straightened herself out. She wore a strapless purple dress that was skin tight at the top and flowed at the bottom. She wore knee-high boots that were sharply pointed and high. When she felt confident enough she took a deep breath and looked up.

When she did, everyone looked taken back. She was stunningly gorgeous. She looked like she's graced covers of magazines. Christian looked at her with complete shock.

"It can't be…" Christian looked the girl up and down. He could feel everyone gaze flicker to him. Lissa's gaze was the most powerful. He didn't need to look at her to know she was confused and maybe a bit hurt he would know such a gorgeous women.

"It can be. It's me, Christian. It's really me, after all these years," the girl said. She had a soft voice. Gentle even. She took a step forward. Christian looked at her and didn't move. He was too much in shock. "Christina…?"

"Yes. I'm here and I-"

"You shouldn't be here. We don't need you here. Leave," Christian said through clenched teeth. His friends were speechless.. They didn't know anything of Christian's relation to this women. Lissa was the first to speak.

"Excuse me, Miss, but may I ask who you are and how you know Christian?'

The women-Christina, Christian had called her- opened her mouth to speak but Christian answered the question for her. "This is Christina Ozera." Christian took a deep breath. It seemed the next part pained him to say. "My sister."

Dun dun dunnnnnnnn! We finally uncovered the girl's identity. But I have the feeling you guys guessed that from the beginning. I hope you guys liked it. Love it? Hate it? Review! I'll try to update when I get the chance. Ya know, since school and all and they give boat loads of homework -_-. Until next time!