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Hello to all my readers, I am so sorry about the lateness in posting. The last few months have been long. I hope to have the next chapter typed soon. If anyone has any questions, please feel free to PM me- Thanks Darkmoon

Rose entered the gym wearing her black workout clothes, setting her bag down on the sidelines out of the way, she began stretching her muscles. She knew this workout would be different. With Dimitri's anger, and adding her Darkness to the mix, they were both in for a world of hurt. As she finished her stretches, Dimitri walked into the gym and began stretching his muscles getting ready for Rose. It took him about fifteen minutes.

"Ready Rose?" Dimitri asked, walking to the center of the mats.

"Ready as I'll ever be," she replied sounding antsy from all the Darkness.

He nodded and took his stance, and she hers. They circled one another for a minute, testing the other's reaction. When Rose thought she saw an opening, she started towards Dimitri at full force, not really thinking once she went into attack mode. It was a side effect of Darkness Dimitri knew well. A blind emotional rage, all he could do was block and try to get a hit in where he could to try and battle the Darkness. Dimitri hated when Rose pulled the Darkness from Lissa. Yes, Spirit had helped his sister, but it came at Rose's cost. It wasn't worth it. Not if they couldn't find something to help Rose handle it better. All the Priests and manuscripts on Vladimir and Anna still weren't helping. Maybe his Babushka knew someone? Everyone in his family knew she knew things she couldn't possibly know, yet did. No one ever questioned her; maybe it was time to?

They went at it like that for two hours when Rose started to slow down, tears mixed with the sweat running down her face. Dimitri was able to pin Rose. Once they caught their breaths, Rose took one look at Dimitri and the floodgates opened; tears poured down her face. Dimitri took her into his arms, not caring if anyone broke the lock on the door and saw them. When Rose was upset, the lines between them blurred even more than usual.

"I'm sorry, Comrade. Just seeing Vika like that brought back seeing Lissa after Victor kidnapped her. So broken and sad. No one should ever feel like that. She's had 'They come first' drilled into her head for years, and she's at a brand new school only a week, and she's attacked! It's not right!" Rose said, her voice hoarse from crying, lying her head on Dimitri's muscular chest and wrapping her arms around his waist.

"Oh Roza, it's okay," he cooed softly to her. "Shh. Trust me; it was hard for me to see Vika like that, too. I can't tell you how thankful I am you saved her. What happened there could have ended differently. It could have been very bad; much worse than it was," Dimitri said holding her close to him. But he wasn't only talking about Vika; he was also referring to the resultant Darkness. He could remember Rose's last episode like it was yesterday.

He never wanted to see her uncontrolled like that again. It had been too much Darkness for her to handle. Granted it wasn't Lissa's fault - she was forced to use Spirit to heal Victor. But in return it had almost killed Rose; breaking the bond wide open. It allowed the girls to communicate much more easily, but it also meant Lissa could now be pulled into Rose's head. Thankfully they could now tell when it happened, which made things a lot easier to stop. Dimitri ran his fingers through Rose's hair while pressing sweet kisses to her crown saying sweet nothings in Russian. Rose slowly calmed down, pulling back to look at Dimitri. Smiling at him, she raised herself up onto her toes, kissing his lips softly. He kissed her back then broke the sweet contact.

"Oh Roza, my love you know we can't! Please don't tempt me more than you already do. Remember one more year, my darling. One more year then we can be together," he lovingly promised.

"I know, I'm sorry. I just had to feel you against me," Rose grinned at him.

"Roza you'll be the death of me. Now head to class. And don't be late for practice this evening," Dimitri warned heading towards the showers.

"I won't," Rose replied, walking to the female side of the showers. Once done showering she quickly dressed and headed to class. As she almost reached the door, her phone rang. Looking at the ID, it read: JANINE. Rose stepped away from the door to answer the call.

"Hello," Rose said.

"Rosemarie, I need to speak with you," Janine spoke.

"Okay mom, can I call you back? I have class in like three minutes," Rose said.

"Sure," Janine said hanging up.

Rose closed her phone knowing how her mother was. She never said bye. Putting her phone in her pocket, she entered the class she hated but loved at the same time. She and Stan Alto had a love-hate relationship. Rose respected Alto as a guardian, but as a teacher, not one bit. This was gonna be a long four hours she thought, finding her seat. While thinking about Dimitri, she knew he had his own anger about Vika still to work out. She just hoped he remembered to put on gloves this time.