Well, hope you enjoyed the last one. Once again, thanks for the comments. Here's the… tenth chapter. Again, sorry, I would've posted earlier, but I had school. (Yes, I know it's summer. I'm taking an extra course to get ahead, I didn't fail. Although, my Spanish teacher could've given me that one point, and I'd have left the year with A's and B's.)

Anyways, here it is.

Enjoy!

Simply,

Sam.

Rose's POV

I close the door and walk into the living room. The first thing I see is Dimitri, sitting on the sofa, as if he has every right to be here. I look over to Tasha and ask, "What's he doing here?"

"He's heard the rumors, and he just wanted some confirmations, so I told him everything."

I am absolutely livid. That is my information to tell to people if I want, not hers. I don't care if she does technically control me, I will not stand for her telling my stuff to people. "Everything?"

Tasha nods, as if it's perfectly normal, as if it doesn't matter! "Yes, everything." I see a look in her eyes, as if she's trying to tell me to calm down, but I ignore it.

"Even about…" I trail off. I know she'll know what I'm asking, and I'm assuming she's told him, but I want to hear it from her mouth.

She understands. "Yes, I even told him about how the child was killed when you were three months pregnant."

My muscles relax as I hear this. Suddenly, I'm not as angry as I was a moment ago. I nod slowly, calmly, mumble some nonsensical nonsense, then I walk upstairs to my room. I open my door and softly close it, but I don't step inside. I walk carefully to the stairs, and sit, out of sight, but so that I can still hear them speaking.

"I better be going, I'm rather busy today. Thank you, Tasha, for telling me what Rose wouldn't." I hear Dimitri say. I fume silently. I didn't tell him because it doesn't concern him.

"It's not that she wouldn't, Dimka," I hear Tasha say. "It's that she couldn't. She hasn't even told Lissa, and she's her best friend. Dimka, please, look, I can tell you would like to speak to her about it, but please, giver her some time first. Once she's cooled down, I'm sure she would love talking to you."

"Right." I can hear the skepticism in Dimitri's voice. I hear him say goodbye, then I hear the door open and close. I get up and walk to my room, making almost no noise. Once my door is closed, I fall onto my bed, face in my pillow. I have a knot in the pit of my stomach, as if I feel guilty about something. Is it about Dimitri? No, why would I feel guilty about that? I mean, he knows the truth already. Maybe I feel guilty because I didn't tell him. Yeah, that's got to be why. Or, it might not even concern Dimitri! It might be because I haven't even told Lissa yet! Oh, Lissa. Slowly, I open up the bond, letting some feelings seep into me. As soon as I feel the thoughts and the feelings, though, I shut the bond as quickly as I can.

Lissa is pissed at me, because I haven't told her yet. She thinks I kept things away from her on purpose, and that I don't trust her anymore. She was also thinking about Adrian. Man, I'd forgotten about him. So, apparently, tomorrow I had to deal with a way pissed off best friend and a more than likely pissed off (If not drunk) ex boyfriend who I used and almost forced to call someone else's child their own. I had a busy day tomorrow.

I walked into the café, knowing that Lissa would be there with Adrian and Christian (and of course Eddie and Dimitri. That goes without saying.) Would be there waiting for me because of the bond. I go to the table and sit, waiting to be bombarded with questions. After a couple of minutes, I look up into their faces. Lissa has a look of pity (apparently her earlier anger has dissolved), Christian (for once) doesn't have his sarcastic smirk or an arrogant air about him, and Adrian… well, Adrian looks sober and that in itself is rather strange on any day, but today in particular.

"What?" It comes out sharper than I had intended it to, and internally cringe when I see the look of hurt in Lissa's eyes. "What is it?" I say in a much softer tone.

Lissa sighs. "Rose, how come you never told us? I don't mean to make you feel guilty or anything, but don't you trust us?"

I look into Lissa's eyes and say, "Of course I trust you, Liss. I trust you so much, it's actually rather ridiculous. Liss, I wanted to tell you, but… It wasn't really a good time. Actually, it still isn't a really good time, but I'm being kind of forced here, since everyone knows."

Lissa looks over at Christian, then at me. "See, that's what we needed to talk about. Why, after all these years, has that doctor barely talked about this?"

"I don't know. I honestly don't know." I say, shaking my head. Then, I look up at Adrian, and see a look in his eyes, as if he knows something the rest of us don't.

He leans forward, elbows on the table and says, "Maybe it's because he's been doing research." We all stare at him, not following along, at all. Then he looks right at me when he says, "He told me he's been doing some follow up research. And he said he's found something very interesting about Rose." I quickly glance up at Dimitri and meet his eyes, then look back at Adrian as he continues. "He says you've been making frequent trips to Russia. Would you like to tell us why, Little Dhampir?"

I snort. "Sounds more like he's been stalking me."

Adrian simply smiles. "Yes it does, doesn't it? Well, I guess I'll just tell him you've never once been to Russia in the last five years."

I sigh. "I have been to Russia. I've visited the Belikovs, along with Tasha, of course." Whiles saying his family name, I sneak a glance at Dimitri, and see him start in confusion. "See, Vicktoria had a baby, so we've frequently gone to visit her and the baby."

"Vicktoria?" Christian asks Dimitri beats me to the punch, saying, while staring at me, "My youngest sister. How did you know she had a child?"

"Well, we've kept in touch since the first time I met them. They're really nice, your family." Silently I add, I know where you get it from.

Dimitri gives me a small smile. "Yes, I know."

After that, our conversation turns to happier subjects, as Lissa can see I don't want to talk about it. After a couple of hours, Lissa gets up and says she has to go. "I'll see you later, Rose. Promise you'll call, at least." I promise, and after one last hug, she goes, Christian going with her, and Eddie on their heels. I turn and see Adrian. We hug and he whispers, "I wouldn't have blamed you, Little Dhampir. I don't blame you, not in the least, and I don't hold even the slightest of grudges. I would've taken care of that kid as if it were my own." Then he let's go and walks out the door. I turn and jump in shock as I see Dimitri still standing there.

"Why are you still here?" I ask him

"It's my night off, according to Vasilisa and Christian. They actually just told me before we got here, so since I didn't have anything else to do, I decided I might as well help out Eddie with this one shift." He shrugs his shoulder nonchalantly, as if he takes up extra shifts all the time and it's no big deal. (Which, knowing Dimitri, he probably does.)

I nod. "Well, since you have nothing else to do, maybe you should sit down." His eyes widen in shock, as if he didn't expect me to be so calm. Hey, I think, I am not that unreasonable! "Well, I heard Tasha tell you that I'd come around. I didn't want you to think that she's a liar, so I decided to speak with you, calmly, like the adults we are."

He sits and quickly asks, "Why didn't you ever tell me?"

I take a deep breath. "Because, once I got to the hospital, well, there seemed to be no point. I mean, it wouldn't have made a difference, would it?" I look up, trying not to show my desperation that he'll say that I'm wrong, that it wouldn't have mattered either way, he still loved me, but instead he just asked another question. "Why did you do that to Adrian?"

"Well, that was when I had first found out I was pregnant. I guess I just wanted my baby to have a father. I didn't want my child to think that some Moroi knocked up its mother and then ran. I knew that if Adrian thought the child was his, he'd take care of it, no matter what." Apparently, he would've taken care of it even if he knew it wasn't his.

Dimitri nods. "Makes sense." Then he looks up and looks me straight in the eye. "Have you ever wondered, since then, what it would be like if you did have the child?" Suddenly, I'm bombarded with images of a child. I see him walking, running, playing in the snow. I see him laughing and on a swing, begging to be pushed higher. I see a child running around with a little basket, hunting for eggs; the looks of surprise on his face as he opens his Christmas presents; clapping in joy as a clown hands him a balloon animals.

"Yes, I wonder all the time." I say, as a tear silently rolls down my cheek.

"Roza." Dimitri says as he reaches over and wipes away the tear. We look into each others eyes, and suddenly it's like I'm 17 again, and he's my mentor. It's like nothing has changed, and I still want nothing more than to be with him, and him alone. Slowly, my eyes wonder down to his lips, and I have a moment of wondering what it would be like to kiss him, to wonder if it would be any different, before his mouth presses against mine. His lips are warm and soft, and it's no different than it ever was. It's still perfect and wonderful, and still makes my heart beat faster and it still makes it harder for me to breath.

We kiss for what seems like hours, but I know was only seconds, before he pulls away. I lean forward, wanting those wonderful lips back on mine, but Dimitri stops me. "Roza, we're in a public place." Slowly, I come back to my senses and realize he's right. We're in a public place, we can't do anything here! I stand, grabbing his hand, pulling him along. Once we're out the door, Dimitri spins me around and asks, "Rose, where are we going?" I give him a look, and instantly realization comes to his face, and he doesn't resist as I pull him along, walking towards my place.

Once we reach the apartment, we're all over each other, bumping into tables and walls, like they do in the movies. (Thank God Tasha went out tonight, otherwise this would be awkward if she just walked in on us. It takes us about ten seconds flat to reach my bed. That's pretty amazing, let me tell you, because even when I take the steps two at a time, I can't ever reach my room that fast.

"Rose. Rose. Wait." Dimitri lifts himself off me, and looks at me, seriously. "Are you sure about this? I mean, you're not going to wake up in the morning and start yelling at me, are you?"

At that, he actually looks worried, and it's so cute, I almost laugh, but instead give him a small smile, put my arms around his neck, and say, "I have never been more sure in my life." He searches my face for a couple seconds, before deciding I'm completely serious, and then we're back to the kissing. Let me tell you, that was some kissing. It was so, so, so perfect. I wanted to stay in that moment forever. But I decided waking up in his arms would be better than nothing.

When I woke up the next day, I didn't want to open my eyes. Dimitri and I were facing each other, so if I opened my eyes, he'd be the first thing I would see. I thought that if I were to see him, I'd regret everything that happened, but when I did finally open my eyes, I didn't feel a single drop of regret. He was still asleep, breathing calm and deep, and, in that moment, he was the most beautiful thing I'd ever seen. I smiled, and stared at him for a few more seconds, before slowly getting out of the bed.

I took a shower, and when I came out, Dimitri was sitting up, rubbing his eyes. I climbed into the bed, and pecked his cheek. "Hi."

"Well, you seem pretty awake. Why is that?" He asks, a little blearily.

"Well, no particular reason." I smile at him. I'm about to hop off the bed to get dressed when he grabs my arm.

"Rose, are we okay? I mean, last night wasn't just one of those things where we just sleep together, but we don't talk to each other, was it?"

"You mean a one night stand? I hope not, because I do like having you in my life."

His face breaks out into one of those full, rare smiles that I always hoped I would get because I thought they were amazing. I was right, they are so amazing, they take my breath away. "Good, because I like having you in my life too."

Twenty minutes later, I walk into the kitchen and I don't see Tasha until she clears her throat. She has a mischievous smile on her face when she says, "Well, doesn't someone look refreshed this morning." Before I can ask how she knows, she points to a pair of shoes that are near the kitchen entryway. "Well, those aren't mine, and I figured they weren't yours either. Plus, Lissa called and asked if I'd seen Dimitri, because he hadn't gotten home at all last night, and just put two and two together."

I laugh just as Dimitri walked into the kitchen. "What's so funny?" He walks past me and goes to hug Tasha. "Good morning."

"Well, hello. Have fun last night?"

"Shut up, Tasha!" I yell at her, all the while laughing. This is good. It looks like I didn't make a mistake. Dimitri and I are absolutely meant to be together.

2 (Blissfully perfect) Months Later

Dimka's POV

It's been two months since Rose and I got back together. Two months. And we don't even have to hide our relationship this time. It's wonderful. It's perfect. The last two months we've been making up for the last five years, and we've told each other everything. We have no secrets. It's perfect.

We're at a café, with Tasha, Lissa, Christian, and Eddie when Rose's phone rings. "Whoops. Sorry, just excuse me for a minute." She walks outside and takes the phone call. When she gets back, she has a worried expression on her face.

"Rose?" I ask, getting up. "What's wrong?"

She looks at me, then she turns to Tasha and says, "We have to go. Now."

Tasha's eyes go wide. "Is it…?" Rose simply nods, and Tasha gets up right away. I grab Rose's arm before she can move and say.

"Tell me. Now."

"I can't. I'm sorry, but I just can't. Not right now, maybe later."

"Fine then, I'm going with you."

Before Rose can argue, Tasha says, "Rose, maybe we should let him. I mean, he is involved, is he not?"

Rose breaths deeply and says, "Fine, but only because I'm in a hurry and have not time to argue."

"In that case," Lissa says, standing up as well, "We all go."

"Fine, but hurry." We all chase after Rose, since she takes off running.

We arrive at the place where they have the planes (Authors note: Um… I might have forgotten what it's called. Hehe.) and skid to a stop. It's only then when it occurs to me to ask where we're going.

"So where are we off to?"

Rose throws a look to me, then says, "Russia."

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