You would never guess what happened to my laptop! Randomly the screen stopped working and I had to send it for repair! I thought I had lost all the stories, but thank GOD I haven't! So that's the reason why I haven't updated in AGES! I missed you all! You probably noticed that I changed the name of the story… "What About Adrian" didn't really fit the drastic change of direction I went in when I added Mason back in! If you have any suggestions for the story or the name, I'd love to hear them! Please remember that if it wasn't for all of you, I wouldn't have gone so far with the story, so I'd LOVE to know what you would put in if you could. So, the usual disclaimer: I don't own Vampire Academy… yet… muahahahaaa! Enjoy! x

RPOV

I was finally allowed to work again since the incident. I was now the head of the queen's guard, so it was a shame that I had lost my bond to Lissa when I almost died. On the other hand, I was happy to have full control of my thoughts and feelings now, because that little factor came in handy when I was with Adrian.

We hadn't had sex yet, but we were definitely enjoying each other's company. I walked through my apartment door at the end of my shift to find a sober Adrian sprawled out onto my couch. I took in his tousled hair and smiled, coming up behind him and pressing a kiss to the side of his neck. He shuddered and turned around, kissing me with blinding passion. I returned the kiss and wrapped my arms around his neck as he rose from the couch to press me against the wall. He hitched one of my legs up to his side to try to make our bodies closer, lightly sucking on my ear lobe as he did so. I moaned in pleasure, feeling a dripping at my core. Damn, this man could turn me on so easily!

He chuckled as I grew impatient, ripping his shirt off and hearing a few of the buttons ping on my vase. I didn't care as I was just too into it. I went to unbutton his pants when there was a buzzing in the pocket of mine. I groaned. When the HELL was I ever going to get some time alone with Adrian? He chuckled and began to kiss my neck as I answered the ringing phone with a shaky "hello?"

Soon enough, I came back to earth as I heard the news.

"I'm sorry to bother you, Guardian Hathaway, but there is a man here. Well, he looks more like a boy. He says he knows you; claims his name is Mason Ashford." I stiffened and sucked in a breath.

"Is this some kind of sick joke?" I asked sharply, "what does he look like?"

"Red hair. He looks like a Dhampir or a human and he is extremely dirty." Informed the calm woman's voice. Adrian gave me a concerned look; asking me with his eyes to explain. I held a hand up, wordlessly telling him I would explain later.

"When did he come? How did he come?" I began hyperventilating and pacing around my couch.

"He stumbled through the gates twenty minutes ago, passed out, and when he came to, he asked for you." I gasped and told the woman I would be back soon before throwing the phone down and shakily fixed my hair.

"We need to go. Now." I told Adrian, letting him hastily pull on a new shirt before grabbing his hand and pulling him through the door.

APOV

Rose looked extremely worried as she ran with me on tow to the hospital. I knew to keep my mouth shut as I watched her, her features pulled over in a concerned expression and her hair tousled. We entered a room and stopped. My mouth fell open as I saw exactly what was wrong. That Mason kid – the one who had been in love with Rose; the one who was supposed to be dead – was sitting in the middle bed looking as pale as a Strigoi. He was sipping on a drink that he promptly put down to smile at a traumatized Rose.

"Who the fuck are you?" she asked weakly. She looked as though she was going to faint, so I grabbed onto her arm and laced my fingers through hers. She squeezed lightly and I knew she was grateful for my support.

"Oh, come on Hathaway. It's me: Mase! Who else would it be?" he chuckled, which caused a scowl to creep its way across my face.

"No. I saw you die. I saw your ghost disappear into fucking thin air! There's no way this is you!" she took a step back, clawing the arm of the nearest chair and squeezing my hand a little tighter.

"Some things aren't permanent, Rose. Besides, you should know better than anyone that things may not work out how you'd expect. I mean, after everything you've found out about spirit." He laughed.

"What the fuck are you doing here? No. Forget that question. How are you here? This is some sick, sick joke and it so isn't funny!" she screamed the last bit.

"I don't know. I don't remember. All I know is that I have to be here with you. I think I was given a second chance to love you again. To get you to love me this time! Would you really turn down an opportunity to have me back in your life?" Rose didn't say anything, but I knew that she finally believed that Mason was really him. I was also very worried that she believed what she was saying and maybe even agreed. What if she chose this Mason? I just got her to love me and chose me and now there was another admirer of hers about? Great! Another player has entered the game.

Okay, I know it's a bit suckish and not very believable, but everything has a reason! Remember what I said: if you come up with anything YOU want to be in the story, tell me! It's not just my story! It's yours too! In fact, it's your story more than it is mine! What do you think of the new name? Have you got a more fitting one? Please R&R… I love you all!