Again I own nothing. I'm trying to get as much posted before my classes start back up. In this chapter you'll meet the rescuer. And I'm sure it will stun a few of you. But this was the whole reason I started writing this. All because I came up with a great rescue! Enjoy and please review. Thanks.

It's Time Rose

I've spent the last few days hanging out with the people I cared about. Lissa spent a lot of time with me but when she got a phone call from Dimitri asking if he could have a turn she laughed and went on with her day giving me and Dimitri some time together. On the day before my time was up both my parents spent most of the day with me. They told me how they met and how they both even though they kept a distance knew everything that was going on in my life.

Mikhail was on duty so he let Dimitri come down and hold me for awhile. I had convinced everyone not to go through with a rescue hoping that one of them was who my dad had warned me about.

I woke up early, the sun was just setting and I knew within about two or three hours I would be gone. I paced my cell knowing that everyone I loved had said their goodbyes and they were giving anyone the chance to say goodbye. The asshole guard, who didn't know me, thought I was the murderer and had to tell when I had an hour left and then when I had half an hour left.

"You have a visitor that wants to say goodbye." Asshole laughed. God I'd love to break his nose. He opened the door waiting for my visitor to enter. I was confused to say the least at who walked through the door. Standing with a smile was Ambrose. There's no way in hell I would have expected to see him.

The guard left and it looked like he had been waiting until he was gone. I had about twenty minutes before my time was up what in the world could he want with me. And then it clicked, my dad saying he was approached by someone that I would never guess.

"No you can't do this. You'll get caught. Please Ambrose don't." he just smiled at me, pulled a ring out of his pocket and slipped it on. I was staring at myself. I mean I was staring at myself. I then registered what that meant when he-me handed me a ring. I could only guess this would change me into him.

"My queen left me a letter stating to do whatever it took to help you. I'm sure she didn't know you would be blamed for her murder but that really doesn't matter. Take your clothes off quickly and give them to me." He was pulling off his clothes handing them to me. I stood there frozen. "Rose move now!" His voice was demanding and to be honest a bit scary. I had been pacing when he showed up, so scared to face the death sentence. He on the other hand looked proud and ready. He was going to die for me, no die for his queen. I knew I couldn't argue my way out of this one. Ambrose would do anything for Tatiana including die for her. I started pulling my clothes off as I cried. We exchanged clothes, dressed and I slipped the ring on just in time for the asshole to say it was time for him/me to go.

I hugged me hard. I had no clue what to say. As the guard closed the door I reached in and squeezed my hand. "Thank you." He nodded and I was pushed down the hall by asshole. When I got to the stairs they handed me his back pack he had brought with him. I was sure if I opened it up I would find everything I needed to start my search for Lissa's sibling.

I walked around the corner and saw the gathering that was waiting for my sentence. I saw all the people I loved in the back all holding hands. That warmed my heart. As stood there looking at all the people the gathered. This was ridiculous; everyone came to see my death. I guess because she was the queen they would allow whomever wanted to watch me die be present. The crowd got loud when I/him was brought out. My/his hands were bond behind my/his back and he/me was led to the microphone for my/his last words.

"I didn't do the crime I am accused of. If the queen was here she would not be happy about this. To all of my friends and family know I will always be with you and that I love you." He/me took a step back letting everyone know I/he was done. I could hear Lissa crying. Christian had a firm grasp on her. Next to her was Adrian who wrapped his arm around her waist for his own support. My parents were holding each other as they cried, Abe's tears looked forced of course. Dimitri had each arm wrapped around a female. I wanted to cry when I saw Olena and Viktoria wrapped around him for support. Standing next to Dimitri's mom was Yeva. I had no idea they would come here to witness this. The other me was seated in a chair while the doctor prepared the injection that would stop his/my heart. It was quick and painless. There would be no thrashing around or throwing up. It would look like I had fallen asleep.

I couldn't move. I stood about twenty feet away from the one's I loved watching them watch the other me waiting to die. I even started crying. That would have been me. I really would have died if it wasn't for Ambrose's dedication. I would think of him every day for the rest of my life. When the doctor moved forward my loved one's cried more others clapped while the ones who believed I didn't do it yelled. There was such a mixture of responses. The needle went into my arm. I heard people yell 'Farwell Guardian Hathaway', 'you were a great person', 'we believe in you' and 'we'll never forget you'. Those were the ones that would warm my heart every day. I

I could also hear people yell 'go to hell', 'murderer', 'you got what you deserved' and a bunch more very ugly things I would rather not remember. It didn't take but two minutes and my eyes shut. The doctor checked my pulse and nodded signaling I was gone.

Lissa passed out and I wanted to rush forward and pull the ring off but I knew none of them could know yet. The crowd went there ways leaving my group alone. They were allowed to kiss me and send me their blessings. As they walked to the chair one person turned around, looked straight at me and smile.

Yeva made her way to the real me. "Hello Roza." That damn woman knew way too much. I put my finger to my mouth to let her know not to call me that.

"I should have known you of all people would see through me. But please call me Ambrose for now." She nodded her head. The rest of my group slowly made their way to where we were standing. It took all my strength not to hug them and tell them I was ok.

"Oh, hi Ambrose. How are you?" My mom asked. She had tears running down her face and my dad still supported her. I had always wanted my mom to show me she loved me but this was beyond that. I could honestly say she felt hurt that she didn't involve herself in my life more ofter.

"Ok. Sorry for all this. My queen would be very mad at this." What else was I supposed to say? This was just so confusing. Dimitri wouldn't even look at me, he kept turning to see the other me being taken away.

Yeva saved my ass when she told me that everyone was returning to Russia with them. Nobody wanted to stay in a court that would murder their loved one. They were leaving in two days. Before she turned to walk away with the others she slipped me a key and I'm sure it was to the Belikova's front door. My dad winked at me as he pulled my mom away. That was my clue to get the hell out of here.