As promised, here is the next chapter! Thanks for all who read and review!

-Melissa B.

Christian and Lissa had been a little shocked that we had even invited them to tag along with Adrian and I. I still laughed when I remembered Christian's expression as we told them if they wanted to come. Nobody seemed to find humor in it, except me. Lissa had been more exited then Christian. Lissa had been the first to agree to follow us and, of course, Christian had to follow. Those two followed one another every where; it was very cute to watch.

I sighed and sat down on the black stool. Since we wanted to be as inconspicuous as possible, we hired no human employees, we hired no one. I wanted to hire at least a lady that would help me clean this whole house, but Adrian had forbade it; he said that humans could be helping Dimitri; he wanted to reduce Dimitri's ability to find us. Lissa sometimes helped me, but, most of the time, her lazy side won her over and she didn't help at all.

Adrian had bought a house in the middle of nowhere. It was a beautiful, fancy house, though. The only life that surrounded the house was the trees and living plants. The house was pretty, as mentioned. It was made out of glass, mostly. It had five rooms, six baths, a big kitchen, a spacious living room, a library, a dining room, and an awesome fire place, that Adrian and I used to cuddle up next to. Lissa and Christian shared one bedroom and Adrian and I shared the master bedroom.

I was sipping a mug of hot chocolate when Adrian walked into the kitchen, wearing nothing but a pair of brown boxers. His chest was amazing and smooth. He caught me staring at the area where he wore his brown boxers and he grinned. "Don't look at me that way." I blushed and turned away. I looked down to my chocolate and sipped it again. He walked over to me; his arms went around my waist. He bit my ear lobe, playfully, and then, he whispered in my ear. "Come to bed. You need rest."

I sighed again. I hopped of the stool and put the mug in the sink. Adrian linked our hands as we made our way up the stairs, to where our room was located. He opened the double doors and ushered me forward. I took of my sweater, my jeans, my shirt, and some other clothing, until I was wearing a pair of cotton shorts and a cotton white tee. The covers were already pulled back, Adrian and I just slipped into them. His hand went around me and his lips went to my neck and up to my lips.

Our kissing increased. Maybe tonight he would be willing to give me the chance to give him what I wanted to give him the most and I wanted for him to give me that in return. He flipped me over so that I was under him. My hands went to his boxers so that I could slip them off. I would have taken them off, but he stopped me before I could do something major. He kissed me again but I was upset. "Believe me, Rose, I really want to do it too but we can't."

"Why not?"

His answer was the same as always. "I want to wait till we are married. And as you refuse to do so, I think it will be a while before we do anything. And, plus, there is something else we want to consider."

I rolled my eyes. "What else is there?"

"Birth control."

Oh, shit. Why was he going there? But it was a good thing that he was going there. He was responsible, I would give that. "Why the interest in that, all of a sudden?"

"Well, I don't have any condoms and I'm sure you don't drink any pills. And we don't want to bring a poor, innocent baby into this hell filled world, do we? I mean, I would love the idea to have a baby with you, but not right now when our life is so hellish."

He had a point there. But still I wanted to push my case. "I have an idea. Christian has some. . .maybe you can ask him."

"So eager for me?" He kissed me softly. "Nope, not until we are married." I never knew that Adrian Ivashkov was one of those guys, one of those guys that wanted to wait till they were officially married until to have sex. I'm sure that back then, he had just slept with the first girl that opened her legs, not caring about anything just that he got some. Why did he change that with me? Wasn't my love enough for him? Or did he actually wanted me around for forever like I wanted him, that he was willing to wait long enough till we were married to finally got at it? Nonetheless, he wouldn't give me what I wanted tonight.

I gave a dark glare and untangled myself out of his arms and went to go lay where I was out of his reach. I realized it was a mistake; it was a cold night tonight. The moonlight flashed down at us; it was so bright that it looked like the sun was about to set and less like it had just settled. "Don't be like that, baby." He said, using his penguin eyes on me. Penguin, that is what Lissa and I had invented when we were younger; it was another version of saying puppy dog eyes. "Come back over here, honey."

I grinned evilly. "No, you come over here."

He chuckled, but came to my side of the bed and hugged me close to him. He laid me on his chest and rested his hands on my lower back, on the small of my back. I rested my head on his shoulder as he stroked my hair. He opened his mouth and talked about a totally random topic. "You know where I always pictured my dream wedding to be when I was smaller, younger?"

"In Vegas, I'm sure." I said, dryly. "That's where I pictured mine. And then my honeymoon to be at Hooters, the hotel in Las Vegas."

I felt his chest vibrate as he laughed. He hugged me even tighter to him. "I am surprised you even considered getting married."

"You are surprised by that?"

He nodded. "Well, anyway, let me tell you about my dream wedding. I want it to be in the beach somewhere, and that our kids surround us, or maybe you pregnant with our baby."

"How the hell am I supposed to be pregnant when you don't even want to have sex with me until we are married? Unless, of course, you expect that I get pregnant with that clock's baby." I said, pointing at black clock.

He laughed again. "I guess I did say that. How to change that, though?"

"There is a little action we can do that is called sex. . ." No such luck. He and I fell asleep after a few arguing between him and I.

When I woke up, the rain was hitting the roof above. I looked over to find the bed empty. It was not surprising since Adrian always woke up before I did. And he was one of the first ones to learn how to cook. Him and Fire-Flame were the awesomest at cooking. Lissa was third and I was last. One time, I had tried to bake a cake, but it came more like a rock then bread. I disposed of the evidence quickly; I didn't want anyone to know of my embarrassing stunt. I laughed so hard that day; everyone thought I was crazy.

I walked over to the closet and grabbed clothes for the day. The gloomy sound the rain was making made my day depressing. Adrian walked in the room when I was putting on my shirt. He blushed, although it was barely visible. "I didn't see anything, I promise."

I giggled. "I don't care if you saw anything." Actually, no I didn't. I wanted him too see me bare and tell me how beautiful I was. My mind pondered on all the ways he could say it to me. That was something I was looking forward, not what was going to happen next. . . .

He smiled. "Of course you would." He looked down at the envelope in his hand. "Here. You received mail from your mom."

"From my mom?! How could she know where I am?" I went to go sit on the bed, and I opened the envelope and couldn't believe what I was seeing. It was the same paper that Dimitri wrote all his letters on. I looked down and read the letter.

Dear my beautiful Roza,

Aw. . .how I miss calling you that, Roza. It fit's you perfectly. I loved how your face shined when I called you that. Well, on to better matters. I remember, one day I told you that, 'don't run away from your problems; face them or else they will get even bigger.' Well, here it is, the problem is getting. The problem, by which I speak about, is me. You see, Roza, there is no place that you can run away to; I guarantee you that I will find you. I have endless time, and during my endless time, my main focus will be hunting you. Talking about hunting, I am in the place that I loved most when I was alive. Not Russia but somewhere I once told you about. I am happy right now, so I will give you a little more time with how you live right now. But don't get too happy because that time will end very soon. . .

Happy that you still love me,

Dimitri Belikov

"Aw. . .shit, not him again!" I yelled, crumpling the letter and throwing outside the window. The water melted the letters written in blue pen. "He was right."

Adrian let out his breath sharply when heard the him part of my sentence. "What was he right about?"

I spoke without emotion. "He was always right."

"About what, Rose?"

I turned to him and raised both my eyebrows. "That no matter how many times you run from your problems, they will always get you."

Adrian nodded. "As much as I a hate him, I can't deny that he is right."

"Yes, that's ri—" I broke off. "Oh, shit! I think I know where he is!" Hunting, the letter had said. Yes, Dimitri once did mention about hunting. In order for him to hunt freely, he had to be at that cabin, where once we had made snow angels. I had to go find him.

Adrian looked at me shocked. "Where?"

"Not so long ago, when Mason died, Dimitri and I made a road trip. We stopped for gas and he mentioned that he wanted to build a cabin on one of the snow filled mountains. And he also mentioned that he wanted that cabin so he could hunting everyday, like he used to back in his hometown." Yes, that's where he was.

"And you think—" He shook his, his face had a look of finality to it. His eyes studied me. "I know that face and that voice. Those only come out when you want to do something." He shook his head again. "Nope, you aren't going to go find him."

I pleaded with him. "But, I have to Adrian. I could kill him once and for all. And then, you and I can be together." He hated the first sentences, but he liked the last one. I liked it too. I wanted this whole Dimitri issue over and done already. Why couldn't Adrian let me go?

He thought about for a while. He then, finally sighed and looked at me. "Okay, then I will let you go—

I leaped off the bed and threw my arms around him. "Thanks, babe, I love you!"

—but I have to go with you." He said. He crossed his arms over he chest as I gaped at him. "It's either I got with you, or you don't go at all. Which do you want?"

I stared at him, giving him my hardest glare. It didn't seem to faze her. I broke the hard glance and looked outside the window. "Fine, have it your way. But if you go, Christian and Lissa are coming with us." I went out of my way to avoid him and slammed the door.

Twelve hours later, we found ourselves climbing a mountain. I could see all Moroi struggling to keep up with me. "Just a little farther, guys; we are almost there." Lissa was half dragging Christian and Adrian was dragging Lissa. I was stressed out, yeah, but that sight in front of me, made me crack up. "When we get back home, I will make you guys work out with me." I laughed again.

I was laughing so hard that I didn't notice the cabin that was just left of us. "What's wrong?" Christian asked, following my gaze to the cabin. He cursed when he saw it. "Damn!"

"Everyone! Be quiet!" I said. Everyone shut up immediately. I walked almost silently to the front door. Christian was at the back now, since he was the only who could do something if a Strigoi appeared.

I entered the room quietly and made Christian stay outside so that he could protect Adrian and Lissa. The room was empty, but I felt a very, very faint nausea. I knew Strigoi weren't nearby; this was just what I felt when Strigoi had been in the area recently. And they sure as hell had been in this area recently. There was a note on the table that was located on the far left of the room. I walked over to it. I picked it up and read it. . .

Dear Roza,

You're a smart girl, did I ever mention that to you while I was alive? Well if I didn't, here it is, you are an amazing smart girl. Someone else would have taken forever to discover this first clue to find me. Wait, a clue? Hmm . . .nope, no clue. I prefer that I find you rather than vice a versa.

Soon, my lovely,

Dimitri

I stalked out of the room and outside. "Mother fucking shit!"

"What?! What's wrong?!" Adrian asked, sitting on the log bench.

"This was all a damn scam from him!" I sat down next to him.

"Fuck!" Christian exclaimed. "My legs practically got broken with trying to climb this damn mountain, and then you tell me that we came all the way over here for nothing?"

"Exactly, for nothing." I said, letting the disappointment take over my voice.

Another twelve hours later, we were back home and in bed. Everyone was asleep except me. I leaned against the window, watching the rain fall outside in the dark sky. The window fogged up as I breathed in and out. I banged my head against the glass several times.

Adrian wrapped his arms around me, resting his hands on my stomach. He kissed my cheek. "Are you okay, sweetie?"

I let out my breath. "I am so frustrated, but you help with that."

He buried his face in my hair. "I am here for you; I love you and that will be what I will always feel for you."

"I love you too, Adrian." He kissed the back of my neck and my shoulders. "I want this all to be over already. I want to be with you and only you, as I've said before." I really don't know why, but I wanted to start crying. As it was, some tears did fall.

I sniffled. Adrian let go but grabbed my hand. He led me to the bed. "I don't know when this is going to end, but, right now, you just need to sleep."

"I am not tired." But I laid on the bed with him, his arms around, while I laid on his chest. Adrian was my version of an aromatherapy, you know those therapies where there rub natural oils on your body. He began stroking my back and hair. It was very soothing. I fell asleep, with his arms around me. Soon, I began dreaming about him and me on a beach. . .

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