Can I just say you guys are so freaking awesome. The response for each chapter is growing and growing. I have to say that I love every one of my reviewers, even the ones who say bad things because it just makes me laugh.

Ok so I forgot to do it on this story but for those who read gone forever, know that I am South African. We say things a little bit differently than American people and we also spell things differently. Such as color, we spell as colour. We call pick-up trucks, bakkies (buck-y) and so much more. So if you guys don't understand something I have said please just send me a message and I will explain.

Disclaimer: I, Ashleigh Wood, do not own or claim the Vampire Academy series as my own. Richelle Mead owns it. I, Ashleigh Wood, claim this plot as mine and no one may copy it or use any ideas without my written permission.

Previously on innocence…

A cold hand was laid on my shoulder; I felt his lips move against my neck with every word he spoke. "Now Rosemarie, don't be frightened. I'm not going to hurt you." He always said that just before he hurt me. This time he put the drill against my head and pressed the button. The drill began to scream shortly before I did.

When I hit the ground I was pulled from my memory, Dimitri kneeled over me; concern was plastered across his face. He asked if I was ok, but I couldn't answer him. The words were stuck in my throat. I shook my head and stood up, shaking Dimitri off of me. I walked back to the consultation area and told Dimitri to sit down.

He sat down and looked at me if I were a scientific experiment. I continued the session like nothing had happened, well that was until Dmitri asked me the strangest question and it was also one the freaked me out.

"So what's your cat's name?"

Present…

"Excuse me, but how the hell did you know I had a cat?" I asked wondering what the hell was going on. He looked at me strangely, almost as if he was about to laugh at me and he did. He burst out into the most wonderful, warm, rich sounding laugh that I have ever heard and if it hadn't been aimed at me I would have revelled in it.

"Silly Roza, don't be freaked out. You have a picture of your cat on your desk. An Egyptian Mau if I'm not wrong. She looks slightly old so I assume she has been with you for a while." He said, a humorous tone flooding his voice.

I relaxed and felt extremely stupid; of course I had a picture of her on my desk. I had put it there the other day. I apologised for my reaction and told him her name was Soxy and she was thirteen years old and that I got her as a birthday present.

We continued the session with me asking random questions and him answering but there was one question I had to ask again.

"Have you ever or ever wanted to hit a woman or anyone when she or he made you angry?" I asked as a sort of challenge. He stiffened when he heard the question, looking down he didn't answer me.

I knew the answer to the question, it was yes. The next question for me to ask was, "Dimitri have you ever hit a woman?"

His head snapped up at my question, a hard look was set in his eye. "Is that what you think of me Rose? That I just hit woman when I get angry, that it is like a knee-jerk reaction. That automatically I will hurt people when I am angry?"

Not saying anything, I continued to stare at him with my hands laid on the notebook. His face scrunched up, as he turned his head away. I don't know why but I think it was in embarrassment. That had been the longest sentence he has said to me and it didn't contain one sexual innuendo.

"Dimitri whatever you say here, stays here. Doctor patient confidentially, I'm not allowed to repeat anything you say or that is said in side here without a hand written and video log approval from you. You can say anything and I will not judge; I'm not here to judge I'm here to help you. I will do everything in my power to help you. So if there is anything you need, you can just ask me."

"Are you a virgin?" he asked with a smirk on his face. Looking at him with what Adrian calls my evil eyes, hoping my look will say more than I ever could. He continued to look at me expectantly but continued before I could say anything.

"At first I didn't think you were one, but now I can see you are. The way you sit, the way you look at men and even how you smell. Woman who have sex want to smell provocative and sexy where as you smell fresh and young and clean. The way you address me as well it's not like I am normally addressed. Normally woman are all over me and flirting with me and you have no made a pass once."

Looking down, feeling like an open book, feeling embarrassed. I couldn't answer him; instead I got up and walked away. I felt a warm hand grab my wrist and pull me down, onto his lap. I looked up at him with wide eyes wondering what he was going to do next. He lowered his head and put his lips against mine. I remained still, like super still not moving any part of my body. He pressed harder against my lips, and putting his hand in my hair. After I still didn't respond, he sighed and pulled back. Looking at me, he said "Rose normally when someone kisses someone else hey kiss back, it is very off putting when the other person doesn't respond."

With that he went back down and began kissing me again but this time I moved my lips against his. Getting more and more into the kiss, opening my mouth and allowing him in. the kiss got even more intense from then on. I moaned quietly when I felt his hand tighten in my hair and his other one travel down south on my back, slipping slightly in side my work pants but since he couldn't get in any further his pulled his hand out and undid the button the front of my pant and pulled the zip down allowing himself more room to do anything he please to do.

Ok guys, question time, do you want a lemon in the next chapter or not. If you want a lemon I want ten reviews saying that you want it or else I'm going to make Kirova walk in and that won't be pretty! Or maybe even something worse, like creepy Stan…

So review!

Ash