Okay as you know this is set in Shadow Kiss and is also set from pages 346-351 and then there is also a little I added in between the pages and then pages 351-353 is also from the book! Just so you know and I hope you like it!

Together Forever

Chapter 1:

Slowly, slowly, I felt the darkness fade away. I stopped fighting him. My body trembled, but it was no longer with fury. It was fear. Dimitri immediately recognized the change and released his hold.

"Oh My God," I said, voice shaking.

His hand touched the side of my face, fingers light on my cheek. "Rose," her breathed. "Are you okay?"

I swallowed back more tears. "I…I think so. For no."

"It's over," he said. He was still touching, me, this time brushing the hair from my face. "It's over. Everything's all right."

I shook my head. "No. It's not. You…you don't understand. It's true-everything I was worried about. About Anna? About me taking away sprit's craziness? It's happening, Dimitri. Lissa lot it out there with Jesse. She was out of control, but I stopped her because I sucked away her anger and put it into myself. And it's-it's horrible. It's like I'm, I don't know, a puppet. I can't control myself."

"You're strong," he said. "It won't happen again."

"No," I said. I could hear my voice cracking as I struggled to sit up. "It will happen again. I'm going to be like Anna. I'm going to get worst and worst. This time it was bloodlust and hate. I wanted to destroy them. I needed to destroy them. Next time? I don't know. Maybe it'll just be craziness like Ms. Karp. Maybe I'm already crazy, and that's why I'm seeing Mason. Maybe it'll be depression like Lissa used to get. I'll keep falling and falling into that pit, and then I'll be like Anna and kill-"

"No," Dimitri interrupted gently. He moved his face toward mine, our foreheads nearly touching. "It won't happen to you. You're too strong. You'll fight it, just like you did this time."

"I only did because you were here." he wrapped his arms around me and I buried my face into his chest. "I can't do it by myself," I whispered.

"You can," he said. There was a tremulous note in his voice. "You're strong-you're so, so strong. It's why I love you."

I squeezed my eyes shut. "You shouldn't. I'm going to become something terrible. I might already be something terrible." I thought back to my past behaviours, the way I'd been snapping at everyone. The way I'd tried to scare Ryan and Camille.

Dimitri pulled away so that he could look me in the eyes He cupped my face in his hands. "You aren't. You won't," he said. "I won't let you. No matter what, I won't let you."

Emotion filled my body again, but now it wasn't hate or rage or anything like that. It was warm and wonderful and made my heart ache-in a good way. I wrapped my arms around his neck, and our lips met. The kiss was pure love, sweet and blissful, with no despair or darkness. Steadily, though, the intensity of out kissing increased. It was still filled with love but became something much more-something hungry and powerful. The electricity that had crackled between us when I'd fought and held him down earlier returned, wrapping around us now.

It reminded me of how we'd been under Victor's lust spell, both of us driven by inner forces we couldn't control. It was like we were starving or drowning, and only the other person could save us. I clung to him, one arm around his neck while my other hand gripped his back so hard my nails practically dug in. He laid me down on the bed. His hands wrapped around my waist, and then one of them slid down the back of my thigh and pulled it up so that it nearly wrapped around him.

At the same time, we both pulled back briefly, still oh so close. Everything in the world rested on that moment.

"We can't…" he told me.

"I know," I agreed.

Then his mouth was on mine, and this time, I knew there would be no turning back. There were no walls this time. Our bodies wrapped together as he tried to get my coat off, then his shirt, then my shirt….It really was a lot like when we'd fought out on the quad earlier-that same passion and heat. I think at the end of the day, the instincts that power fighting and sex aren't so different. They all come from an animal side of us.

Yet, as more and more clothes came off, it went beyond just animal passion. It was sweet and wonderful at the same time. When I looked into his eyes, I could see without a doubt that he loved me more than anyone else in the world, that I was his salvation, the same way he was mine. I'd never expected my first time to be in a cabin in the woods, but I realized the place didn't matter. The person did. With someone you loved, you could be anywhere, and it would be incredible. Being in the most luxurious bed in the world wouldn't matter if you were with someone you didn't love.

And oh, I loved him. I loved him so much that it hurt. All of our clothes finally ended up in a pile on the floor, but the feel of his skin on mine was more than enough to keep me warm. I couldn't tell where his body ended and where his began, and I decided that was how I always wanted it to be. I didn't want us ever to be apart.

Dimitri entered me and it hurt at first, but then it slowly started fading and it was replaced with pure happiness and bliss. Dimitri started pulling back out, and then trusted back in. It hurt and it felt like there was a tearing sensation and then a feeling I could barely describe-it was like air going through your lungs and it was a weird sensation. It hurt a lot, at this moment. Dimitri kept thrusting in and out and the pain was fading and fading into pleasure and bliss.

I wish I had words to describe sex, but nothing I can say would really capture how amazing it was. I felt really nervous, and about a gazillion other things. Dimitri seemed wise and skilled and infinitely patient-just like with our combat trainings. Following his lead seemed like a natural thing, but he was also more than willing to let me take control too. We were equals at last, and every touch held power, even the smallest slightest brushes of his fingertips.

When it was over, I lay back against him. My body hurt…yet at the same time, it felt amazing, blissful and content.. I wish I'd been doing this a long time ago, but I also knew it never wouldn't have been right until exactly this moment.

I rested my head on his chest, taking comfort in his warmth. He kissed my forehead and ran his fingers through my hair.

"I love you, Roza." He kissed me again. "I'll always be here for you. I'm not going to let anything happen to you."

The words were wonderful and dangerous. He shouldn't have said anything like that to me. He shouldn't have been promising he'd protect me, not when he was supposed to be dedicate his life to protecting Moroi like Lissa. I couldn't be first place in his heart, just like he couldn't be first place in mine. That was why I shouldn't have said what I said next-but I did anyway.

"And I won't let anything happen to you," I promised. "I love you." He kissed me again, swallowing off any other words I might have added.

We lay together for awhile after that, wrapped in each other's arms, not saying much. I could have stayed that way forever, but finally, we knew we had to go. The others would eventually come looking for us to get my report and if they found us like that, things would almost certainly get ugly.

So we got dressed, which wasn't easy since we kept stopping to kiss. Finally, reluctantly, we left the cabin. We held hands, knowing we could only do so for a few brief moments. Once we were closer t the heart of campus, we'd have to go back to business as usual. But for now, everything in the world was golden and wonderful. Every step I took I was filled with joy, and the air around us seemed to hum.

Questions still spun in my mind, of coarse. What had just happened? Where had our so-called control gone? For now, I couldn't care. My body was still warm and wanting him-and I suddenly stopped. Dimitri stopped immediately and gave me a puzzled look.

A pale, lightly luminescent form materialized in front of us. Mason. He looked the same as ever-or did he? The usual sadness was there, but I could see something else, something else I couldn't quite put my finger on. Panic? Frustration? I could have almost sworn it was fear, but honestly, what would a ghost have to be afraid of?

"What's wrong?" asked Dimitri.

"Do you see him?" I whispered.

Dimitri followed my gaze. "See who?"

"Mason."

Mason's troubled expression grew darker. I might not have been able to inadequately identify it, but I knew it wasn't anything good.

"Rose…we should go back…" said Dimitri carefully. He still wasn't on board with me seeing ghosts.

But I didn't move. Mason's face was saying something else to me-or trying to. There was something here, something important I needed t know. Bet he couldn't communicate it.

"What?" I asked. "What is it?"

A look of frustration crosses his face. He pointed off behind me, the dropped his hand.

"Tell me," I said, my frustration mirroring his. Dimitri was looking back and forth between me and Mason, though Mason was probably only an empty space to him.

I was too fixated on Mason to worry about what Dimitri might think. There was something here. Something big. Mason opened his mouth, wanting to speak as in previous times but still unable to get words out. Except, this time, after several agonizing sound, he managed it. There words nearly inaudible.

"They're…coming…."

Okay you may think! Oh Strigoi are gonna be the ones coming but....i'm afraid you are going to be wrong! Okay this is a question! This suddenly came to me.

What should be coming?

Options:

A) Tasha and someone else

B) Twins

C) The Guardians

or

D) Ghosts