''Roberta,'' Dimitri bellowed to a young guardian with dripping curly blond hair who was stationed next to our nearest exit. ''What's going on?''

Roberta, who was handling a few Moroi out of the building seconds ago, turned around. I saw her eyes bulging in surprise and wild approval. I mean, not that I would blame her. Dimitri indeed had a great body. I explored every inch of it -not to boast, not really- that same day. Her eyes gave him a discreet once over.

''I-um, well...'' She gulped, and looked around, averting her eyes from him. Which was a not so good attempt because she wanted to see. Hell, even I was watching, in complete fixation, water dripping from Dimitri's shoulder and few daring drops trailing down his torso that happily disappeared when they reached the jean fabric. The force of the water was ebbing away until suddenly the water stopped.

I quenched the laughter that was bubbling within me, Obviously, Dimitri was oblivious of how nervous Guardian Roberta went. Sometimes I just pondered if Dimitri saw himself as the sexy guardian I always thought he was. The little voice inside my head insisted that no.

I stepped around Dimitri and offered my other hand at Roberta.

''Hello, I'm Rose Hathaway.'' Her eyes took me in and then she looked from Dimitri to me finally realizing something.

''Hi,'' she mumbled, not meeting my eyes, ''Guardian Roberta.''

''So any idea what's going on Roberta? We heard the alarm and came rushing to the exit.''

''The alarm just went off. Guardians are at every exit while others look for the source of it. There has been no account of what happened for it to go off,'' Guardian Roberta told the floor. ''I'm thinking it was a prank.''

Dimitri shook his head, a few strands of dark hair curled around his jaw. ''That makes no sense.'' He looked at me, like really looked at me. The realization dawned to him that he was -oops- shirtless.

With a crease on his brow, he thanked Roberta and we stepped to the small space that looked over to the woods. In the dark, streetlamps alighted the space. A few guardians were there with Moroi.

Dimitri quietly, heedless of the appraising looks of some young Moroi girls were giving at him, lead me to the corner.

''I see you are wearing my shirt.''

''I see you got your sight back.'' I patted his chest, and then smiled at him. ''Don't worry you look fantastic,'' I tried to comfort him. He snorted and shook his head, his look saying this was no joke for him. ''Rose, please.''

I turned serious. ''Okay, if I have to lie to make you feel better, fine. You look awful. I really just cannot look away from your flaccid body. Eugh. Your muscles are just so disgusting I-''

''Shut up, Rose,'' Dimitri said, stifling a laugh, crossing his arms over his beautiful chest. I laughed and elbowed him. Now really serious and concerned I asked, ''I wonder what happened.''

I heard sobs and spun around, only to find Lissa hunched, wiping, without really any results, her tears. Christian and a bunch of guardians were following closely.

''My God,'' I muttered and rushed to her. She saw me and ran to me, her eyes bloodshot and her face tear streaked. I caught her and a wave of sobbed erupted from Lissa. I smoothed her hair and looked questioningly at Christian. But he wasn't paying that much of attention to me since he was talking with Dimitri. As Lissa sobbed and I muttered 'Everything's okay' without really believing, I tried to make sense of what was happening. Because something did. Did someone, I don't know, died or what? Lissa was very sensitive, sure that must've set her into this crying fit. I saw, with growing worry, Christian's smirk-free face as he talked to a very serious Dimitri. Christian was holding something, it looked like a piece of paper.

Oh did I wish I had the bond with Lissa to know what was going on and what was she thinking. I couldn't help not knowing so I asked, to no one in particular, ''What the hell is happening?''

Christian turned to me, wearily, and walked toward us. Lissa gave no clue she was going to end her sobbing. Christian passed a hand over her blond hair and planted a light kiss. I held her close, her thin arms tightening around my neck. She sniffled hard on the crook of my neck.

''We found this,'' he waved the page. There was a photo too.

''What's that?'' I demanded.

He sighed and Dimitri spoke. ''Lissa was going out from her room and found this on the floor.''

''Okay, I get that,'' I said slowly before I snapped. ''Could you pass the damn thing for me to see?'' My tone wasn't really very amiable.

Dimitri hesitated but then took the page and photo from Christian's hand and displayed them on my face.

I inhaled sharply. The photo wasn't at all what I thought it would be. It was shocking enough to send unpleasant shivers down my spine. The twisted molten metal and burned, blood splattered, seats made no sense at all at first but as I squinted under the dim light I recognized it. Oh boy, did I.

It was the car accident. The one I and Lissa, with her family, had four years ago. Right there when she saved me from death and eventually gave us a much deeper bond.

It took all my will power not to get sick and not to start crying like a baby. It was visible, although not very distinctive, the bodies. Three fire-tortured bodies that laid there. There faces unrecognizable and burned deep into the flesh. Lissa's parents and brother.

The page read: YOU'RE NEXT.

I closed hard my eyes, stopping the tears from flowing down, and shook my head.

''It can't be. It can't be.'' I opened them and looked straight into Dimitri's brown set of eyes. ''It was an accident,'' I whispered, feeling Lissa's tears on my shoulder. Or so I thought. We all thought

Dimitri said nothing.

What happened next was a blur. They announced everything was alright, no fire, and we were able to go back inside. Lissa wouldn't let go of me and truly neither could I really leave her. She was tired and suddenly so was I.

A wound we thought had been closed, just opened. Without warning.

We crawled under Lissa's silk covers and slept, never really sleeping well.

An alarm woke me up. It is still ringing noisily when I stare at the ceiling. I've been sleeping on and off, twisting and rolling on the bed, all day long.

Did yesterday just happened or was it just a bad dream? The memories coming back tells me its the former. Who did this? Who would even think of hurting someone? Well, aside for the usual creeps, psychos and well Strigoi. Still plotting the death of the Dragomirs made no sense. All this time I have thought- we all thought, without a second thought- it was an accident. And now this piece of paper and a photo conveys that it wasn't at all? My mind was spinning.

Who was it? Who attempted to have us all killed? I don't know if it is for sure but this threat was also send to me. The only survivor to the accident apart from Lissa.

I rolled around and saw the locks of blonde hair. Thank God, she's sleeping, oblivious to the alarm. I reached to the table and turned it off. A second later there's a knock on the door. Wearily, I walk to the door and opened it, Dimitri was standing there. He looked immaculate with his duster and neat ponytail though his face showed it was a rough night.

Just seeing him is enough to make me feel a bit better. He opened his arms and I let myself wrap by his strong hands. I sighed, savoring the feel of his nearness, finding solace in his embrace.

''Are you okay?''

I shook my head on his chest. ''No. Not really.'' I pull apart and scratch my neck. ''What are you doing here?''

''I'm here to take you to the airport.''

Right. We're leaving today.

''Is it already time?'' As soon as the words leave my mouth I remember the hour on the alarm clock. An hour left for seven o'clock. Was it already time for me to leave Dimitri? I bite my fingernail. ''Now? I need to look for my stuff.''

''I took care of that already. If you could just wake Lissa and take her down. The car is waiting.''

My heart was beating hard. I couldn't to feel he was being a tad cold- and straight to the point. Like the Dimitri I was used to at the Academy. He was in guardian mood. I couldn't blame him, after last night, I think I was already in guardian mood,

''Okay.''

Lissa was already awake when I turned around. She gave me a weak smile as she tied her hair into a ponytail. Her skin looked tired and there were black shadows beneath her eyes. Perhaps a feeding would make her good.

''Do you-'' I started.

She nodded vigorously. ''Yes.''

I smiled at her. ''The Queen needs food. The car can wait.''

Lissa was looking better after the feeding. It seemed as if last night didn't happen at all. Almost. She was distant and her usual brightness was dimmed. I longed once again to know what was going on in her mind. I was already in my guardian attire when we hopped into the car. Dimitri drove. A few other black SUV's trailed behind us.

My mind was away, far away thinking who did all of this so that I could kick his ass.

Through the speakers someone announced that our plane was beginning to accept passengers once we were seated on the small waiting space at the airport.

I turned on my seat to face Dimitri. He was looking at me intently. Something stirred within me. I tried to smile back when he did.

''I do hope someone is trying to figure out the bastard who send the photo and threatened Lissa.''

''Someone is. Don't worry about that.''

''Oh I wouldn't worry about that. When I find the psycho, keeping my hands off his neck will be the worry.'' I stood up and looked around for Lissa. She was talking to Christian. I looked back at Dimitri, who was standing up also.

He lifted a hand and cupped my neck, his thumb slowly rubbing my jaw. I smiled at his touch and how incredibly soothing it felt.

''I'm gonna miss you, cowboy.'' I punched him playfully on his chest.

''You'll survive,'' he whispered, leaning closer. My heart skipped a few beats as I watched in fascination his mouth moving towards mine. His nose brushed mine first, I breathed deeply the moment, before his lips met mine. He kissed me gently and lightly. I smiled and was rewarded with tiny little kisses. I giggled at his light kisses that left me tingling.

I heard the announcer call for all the missing passengers to board the plane.

''Be careful, huh?'' He said and then his lips brushed my forehead.

''You, too.'' I said, already walking away. I took Lissa's hand and handed our tickets to the lady. When I looked around, Dimitri was still there.

See you soon.

The end...for now. I am still hungry for more Dimitri and Rose so I will write stories that will follow up. As you may had read, the weekend is over and thus so this story. Thanks for those who sticked to the story as weird and crazy-at least for me- it went. It was such a nice experience to receive comments from you lovely readers. So, wanna know what's gonna happen next? I'll be posting the first chapter in a few days.