Hiya everyone,

Thank you for reading the first chapter and special thanks to justteka, RosemarieBelikov, and gracefish21 for either reviewing, faving or setting an alert on my story. It means a lot. So here is the next chapter of Broken Until You Fix Me, and I hope you enjoy it.

Cazzie xx

Ps. Vampire Academy belongs entirely to Richelle Mead, in this story I only own the plot and any new characters I create.

A Nightmare You Can't Wake Up From

- A Few Weeks Later -

Dimitri POV

There was someone looking down at me. Pain was shooting through my body in stabbing waves. The person, no a Strigoi, was murmuring something in a strange language, swinging his arms over my body. He was holding a gleaming stake. Then he –

Wait! How was a Strigoi holding a stake? That's impossible!

But by then I was in so much pain and my blood was soaking the earth that I didn't question it further. My world began to spin, dizzying me. Flashes of red appeared in front of my eyes. Red… Red… Blood… My Blood….

ROZA!

RPOV

Beep! Beep! Beep! Beep! BEEP!

I rolled out of my bed, even though it was pulling me back. I am so tired…

But then I thought of Dimitri, maybe Adrian's plan worked. Maybe today Dimitri won't seem so bad and his eyes won't seem so tortured and he won't have had any dreams. I quickly got dressed in jeans and a tank top and messily tied my hair back. As I opened my door to leave, I saw Eddie approaching me from down the hallway.

"Hey," I gave Eddie a small smile.

"This is for you, it's from Adrian." He handed me a small piece of paper. I quickly read it.

My Little Dhampir,

There are strange things happening to Guardian Belikov. My dream walking last night was blocked by another force. Something is controlling his dreams. We MUST meet up soon; I'll be at the infirmary for 6.30.

Adrian

Oh no, our plan hasn't worked. Dimitri has been having nightmares about the attack and nothing seems to be able to stop them. Whilst he is having one it is impossible to wake him. They mostly end with his death and only then is he released from the dream. I have been staying late at the infirmary because he doesn't want to sleep. Adrian was trying to get in to Dimitri's dreams and stop them so that he can get some sleep. Sleep that he desperately needs, because his condition is deteriorating. Fast.

A few weeks ago I would have been happy just with him being alive. But the state he is in now is so much worse than death. He isn't healing. Lissa can't touch him with Spirit. She says that it's like there's a wall blocking the magic from him. He is in constant pain and burning up with a fever. However, something is keeping him alive, just enough that he can continue feeling the pain.

"Hey, we'll find something to help him," Eddie touched my arm and I forced myself to look at him. He was worried about me. No one of course knew about Dimitri and I, but I think Eddie had kind of guessed.

"I hope so…" with that I turned and made my way to the infirmary as quickly as I could.

Once in Dimitri's room Adrian rushed over to me. I looked over his shoulder to see Dimitri in the state I'd left him. Whimpering, shaking and covered in blood from his wounds that refused to heal. Tears began to roll down my cheeks.

"Someone or something is doing this to him. On purpose." whispered Adrian.

"But, who could it be and what do they have to do with the Strigoi attack?"

"It must be someone with a very strong wielding of their magic, maybe a Spirit user? That would explain the dreams."

"Do you think Victor Dashkov is doing this? He has messed with us before using charms and he turned his own daughter Strigoi, so I could imagine him conversing with them."

"Victor is in prison." Adrian tried to reassure me.

"Adrian, we don't know how much influence he has on the outside…"

"Rose…" I barely heard Dimitri whisper my name. I ran to him immediately and perched on the edge of the bed, avoiding touching him and hurting him more.

"The Strigoi… they…..they're carrying stakes….. they're using magic…." Then Dimitri passed out.

Adrian and I stared at each other, millions of thoughts crossing our minds. How could a Strigoi carry a stake? How could they possibly use magic?

Suddenly, all the machines in the room went crazy. The machines were literally screaming and sparks were flying between them. One burst in to flames.

"Help!" I screamed over and over as loud as I could.

Lots of people ran in to the room then and it was total chaos. The machines were all unplugged and the fire put out as the nurses began to work on Dimitri. His body was violently convulsing and his eyelids flickering open and closed. His wounds were bleeding. I was sobbing now, screaming his name over and over. He wasn't making a sound, was he really going to die now?

"Please let him go! Let him! Whoever you are, I'll do whatever you want, just please let him go!" My words came out loud and were followed by raspy breaths as my sobs took over. Adrian dragged me from the room as I watched the nurses reach for the paddles.

Sitting in the hallway then, I wished with every ounce of my being that I could wake up from this nightmare.