One To Many Close Calls

AN- Hey Guys! so this is my first fanfic to don't be to hard on me. This story is set at the start of Frostbite but its very different, so give it a chance. I would love reviews, so please review, i would love advice from people so i can make my writing better and keep you guys interested, so please read and enjoy.

(I don't own any of these characters they all belong to Richelle Mead, I only own the plot)

Chapter 1

RPOV

Focus Rose. Just Focus. I kept on repeating in my head as I walk down to meet Dimitri for my Quailfier. Lissa telling me that her pills may not be working anymore just as I'm about to take one of the biggest test of my life, dosen't help with the focusing. I really need to focus, all I want to do when I graduate is protect Lissa and can't do that if I can't even pass high school and actually become her Guardian.

As I approach I see Dimitri as gorgeous as ever waiting next to…a Honda. Aghh. How original. For once I wish he could pick something to ride in that screams I'm sexy and this car just proves it. Something like a Ferrai or Porsche.

"I know, I know" I said seeing his face. " Sorry I'm late"

Around us, snow was just beginning to fall. I watched the light, crystalline flakes drift gently down. Several landed and promptly melted in his dark hair.

"Who else is going?" I asked.

He shrugged "Just you and me"

My mood quickly shot up past "cheerful" and went straight to "ecstatic". Me and Dimitri. Alone. In a car. This might very we'll be worth a surprise test.

"Umm….. so how far away is it? Silently, I begged for it to be a really long drive. Like, one that would talk a week, and involve us staying overnight in luxury hotels. Maybe we'd get stranded in a snowbank, and only body heat would keep us alive.

"Five hours"

"Oh"

A bit less than what i hoped for. Still, five hours was better than nothing. It doesn't rule out the snowbank possibility, either.

"Not that I'm not happy about getting out of the academy and all, but don't they usually come to us?"

"Actually, you're just going to a him, not a them." A light Russian accent laced Dimitri's words, the only indication of where he'd grown up. Otherwise, I was pretty sure he spoke English better than I did. "Since this is a special case and he's doing us the favour, we're the ones making the trip."

"Who is he?"

"Arthur Schoenberg"

I jerked my gaze from the road to Dimitri.

"What?" I squeaked

Arthur Schoenberg was a legend. He was one of the greatest Strigoi slayers in guardian history and used to be the head of the Guardians Council. I started to feel sick.

"Wasn't…Wasn't there anyone else available?" I asked in a small voice.

I could see Dimitri hiding a smile.

"You'll be fine. Besides, if Art approves of you, that's a great recommendation to have on your record."

Art. Dimitri was on a first-name basis with one of the most badass guardians around. Silence fell in the car. I bet my lip, suddenly wondering if I'd be able to meet Arthur Schoenburgs standards. My grades are good, but things like running away might cast a shadow on how serious I was about my future career.

"You'll be fine," Dimitiri repeated. "The good in your record outweighs the bad."

It was like he could read my mind sometimes. I smiled a little and dared to peek at him. It was a mistake. a long, lean body, obvious even while sitting. He really was is a god. The long shoulder length brown hair tied at the nape of his neck. Those bottomless dark brown eyes, that seem to be able to see into my soul.

"Thanks, Coach" I teased, snuggling back into the seat.

"I'm here to help" He replied. His voice was light and relaxed-rare for him. He was usually wound up tightly, ready for any attack.

"You know what would really help?" I asked, not meeting his eyes.

"Hmm?"

"If you turned off this crap music and put on something that came out after the Berlin Wall went down."

Dimitri laughed. "Your worst class is history, yet somehow, you know everything about Eastern Europe."

"Hey, gotta have material for my jokes, Comrade."

Still smiling, he turned the radio dial to this country station.

"Hey! This isn't what i had in mind," I exclaimed.

I could tell he was on the verge of laughing again. "Pick. It's one or the other."

I sighed. "Go back to the 1980's stuff."

He flipped the dial, and I crossed my arms over my chest sighing to myself. Suddenly, five hours didn't seem as short as I'd thought.

After about 2 hours of being in the car the snow started to fall heavier than before making the scenery look beautiful. Trees covered in snow with the occasional piece of grass popping out, it reminded me of a christmas when we were at Lissa's holiday house with her parents and Andre. We were outside Andre and I hiding beside the house waiting for Lissa to come outside, so we could start our attack. Rounding the corner Lissa was unprepared, snowballs flied coming in contact with her head making her squeal. Andre and I come out laughing our asses off, Lissa just prepared to get us back. God I miss that time, where I could be relaxed and carefree. That only happened around Andre, and now well…Dimitri.

Coming back into the present only because of my rumbling stomach.

"Dimitri?"

"Hmmmm?"

"Could we pretty please with a cherry on top stop for something to eat?" I begged

"Well stop at the next petrol station"

"Thankyou"

After we had stopped for food and petrol we were back on the road. Dimitri turned up the up radio dial hearing a weather announcement, as we listen we find out about a approaching snowstorm and the fact that you should stay inside until it passes.

"Should we go back?"

"Theres no point were half way there" Dimitri stated

So we continued on, the window whippers going at full speed still wasn't able to stop the amount of snow that keeps building up on the windscreen. Dimitri had a very tight grip on wheel trying to keep us in the centre of the road. We were just coming up to a turn on the top of a cliff, when we hit a patch of ice, from there things moved to fast. The car made a horrid skidding sound as Dimitri hands gripped the wheel trying to right the car. I was holding the dashboard as we span losing my breath as the car flipped, rolling on the ground. I let out an ear piercing scream as I felt a horrible pain shoot through my body. Once the car had stopped moving I looked over to see Dimitri. Blood running down his face eyed closed… thats all I saw before I lost consciousness