A/N: I loved writing this chappie even though it is short. Thanx to everyone who followed my story. I hope I can update at least 1-3 times this week. It all depends on how busy I am and how severe my writer's block is : )
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Hesitantly, she climbed the stairs towards the aeroplane. She was nervous as this was the first time she had flown a long time. It brought back and unpleasant memory from when she was flying with Lissa. She remembered seeing all those pale faces and feeling as if her head was about to burst. She hoped the pain was gone because the bond was broken. She signed. Jared's hand came to rest on her shoulder, squeezing it. It comforted her. They got into the jet one by one. It was extravagant and totally over the top but it was, after all, her fathers. PG
As regards eating, the engines more in line. She sat down onto a big, comfortable chair which was covered in beige leather. As the small aircraft lurched forward, she gripped the arm rest tightly. She gulped as she looked out of the window and saw the buildings getting smaller and smaller. The pain still hadn't come and she relaxed. It was truly gone. After all those years. She never really thought about losing the bond but now it hit her more than it ever did.
She was glad that she didn't have to be sucked into someone else's mind every now and then but her bond also proved to be helpful. She had to rely on other things to warn her if any Strigoi were near. It was something that she had adapted to over the years. She couldn't really explain what the bond was to the others in her pack. It was hard to put into words and they never really grasped the idea. They found it normal to have a 'bond'.
They shared a 'bond' through the pack whilst in wolf form. They considered that a 'bond' but now that she was part of this pack, she understood what they meant by 'bond'. She was the closest to Jared. He knows her whole life story and she trusts him fully. She even opened up her heart and told him about him. She had cried and he held her, rocking her back and forth. It was a memory she held near to her heart.
"Hey, Rose! Earth to Rose!" someone whispered in her ear.
"What? Who? I'm innocent!" she said, immediately on the defensive.
Jared chuckled and took up the seat next to her. He placed a comforting hand on her arm.
Are you ok, Rose?
I'm fine. I was just reminiscing.
About?
The bond, Lissa, everything...
What brought this on?
The last time I was in Russia, I was there to hunt down and kill the man i loved. I don't know how to handle being back. Everything will remind me of him. Everything. I hate feeling this way. It tears me up.
I don't know how I can make you feel better but just know that I'm always there. If you need a shoulder to dry on, tell me, so that I can change into a shirt that I don't like that much so yo don't stain this one.
He chuckled out loud and she started laughing as well.
"Thank you, Jared. You always know how to make me smile." She said.
"My pleasure. I am always at your service, milady." He replied.
"How long till we get there?"
"Loooong."
She laughed and leaned against him, resting her head against his shoulder. She let out a content sigh and closed her eyes.
It was snowing. She shivered and pulled the thin jacket tighter around her frail body. She had no idea where she was. She panicked and looked around frantically. She was alone on a sidewalk. The road was empty and covered in a thin layer of snow. The sun just went down and the street lamps were not on yet. She was standing next to what looked like an abandoned warehouse. The whole area screamed 'GET OUT OF HERE'. Suddenly a lone figure appeared in the middle of the road. The person was standing with their back facing away from her.
"Hello!" she cried.
It was like in the horror movies when the person yells 'hello' and one knows it's a bad idea. The figure turned around and she was shocked. It was him.
"Roza?" said that oh so familiar voice. She saw the expression on his face. He looked haunted.
"No, no, nonononono..." she said, the words tumbling out of her mouth. She ran and the only thing she could think of to get away was letting the good doggie out to play. She removed her jacket. It was freezing outside but soon that would be forgotten. She heard him follow her. His footsteps echoed through the area.
Her body convulsed and she heard the remainder of her clothes ripped as she transformed right before his eyes. She blacked out all of a sudden and the only thing she could remember hearing before her eyes opened was a pained voice that said 'Little Dhampir'.