A COUPLE OF THINGS:

Sorry if this is short. Like I said. I'm on my phone.

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Yes Dimitri is ooc so is Rose a little bit. But it's harder to write from Dimitri's pov cuz he was always so quiet and we never really got his point of view (in the books).

It's been a while so you might want to re read this story. Even I re read it.

This is kinda like part 2 of the last chapter. The next chapter will be longer!

RPOV

Everything is black.

I hear nothing.

I'm hungry.

Not thirsty.

I hear crying. Next to me?

I turn my head a little trying to find out where it's coming from.

"Rose... is she..."

I strain to hear more. But I can't. I open my mouth to say something but my lips won't move.

Finally I manage, "hungry."

I hear a sniffle and a giggle. I smile faintly. But before I know it, I'm back under.

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I open my eyes for the fist time. Mistake. I close them quickly.

"Damn the world is bright." I mutter, moaning against the light.

I hear a chuckle and feel my bed dip. My eyes are still screwed up tight.

Maybe it was Sonya. Maybe it was hell. The last thing I remember was being stabbed.

"Roza."

My eyes snap open and I instantly regret it.

"My eyes! I'm blind!" I said sarcastically.

Finally my eyes adjusted to the light and I opened my eyes all the way.

There before me was Dimitri.

"Hey comrade."

"Hey Roza." He said softly.

I take a look at him. He looks horrible. Not to be mean or anything... his eyes

Were red and he had dark circles under his eyes like he hadn't gotten any sleep in a couple of days.

"What's wrong?" I ask and try to sit up, only to be pushed back down by Dimitri.

"You still need rest. You shouldn't be sitting up yet." He said quietly.

"Where's Sonya?" I ask looking around. I'm in a hospital. "Why am I here-"

Then I remember. I'm strigoi. I flinch away from Dimitri and try to scramble out of the bed.

My efforts ended quickly because strong arms held me to the bed.

"Roza stop."

I look at Dimitri and see nothing but worry in his eyes.

"Dimitri! I'm strigoi you can't-"

He held me down and laughed.

"If you were strigoi you would be able to fight off my hold."

" you're saying I'm lying?" I scowl.

"No. I'm saying I saved you." He replied.

I look down at my hands and legs.

"Get me a mirror."

He rolled his eyes and stood to get one.

I already knew before I took it from his hands that I wasn't what I expected. I looked just to make sure.

"See anything I didn't ?" Dimitri asks rolling his eyes again.

"Aside from flawless skin, no."

He chuckled and smiled softly.

"What happened?" I ask and try to sit up, this time he helped me and placed a pillow behind my back.

"I'll tell you all of it soon, just don't make me do it right now. Not while I have you."

I glare at him. "You can't do that!"

"Roza please," he pleaded and I was surprised to see it was real.

"But I need to know. What happened to Sonya? What happened to me? Why am I human again?" I shout and I hear doctors start to make their way to my room.

Dimitri didn't reply. Instead he let the doctors in.

"Hello miss Hathaway." One of them said.

"Hey. Would someone please tell me what the fuck happened!"

"I'll get her test results for you." Said one doctor and left.

Wimp.

The other however, stared me down.

"You have been unconscious for 19 days."

"Holy fuck how am I alive! How-"

"Since your refused to drink blood as a whiteness states," the doctor says, continuing as if I hadn't spoken at all.

I rolled my eyes. Sonya.

"It made your body weak. You almost died."

"Sonya woke up?"

"Three days after she was turned."

"What!" I shout

"Your body was weak. And you flatlined on the third day."

I grabbed my head. This wasn't possible. How could I be human again. After everything I worried about, and thinking I would be strigoi forever. Or die.

"I... how am I human?" I ask, my head still in my hands.

"Dimitri stabbed you with a spirit infused stake."

"That makes no sense." I moan.

"I know." The doctor says. "Unfortunately, we are still researching exactly what happened."

"I don't-"

"Roza. I'll explain everything, if you give me time."

I look over at Dimitri. His eyes were pleading.

"Okay."

His eyes filled with relief and he smiled softly.

"But first, I want some damn food!" I said enthusiastically.

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I woke up screaming.

I opened my eyes and realized I was back in the room they moved me to from the hospital. I screamed again when someone came barreling through the joining door.

"Roza! What's wrong?"

He was by the side of my bed looking for the cause of my scream in a second.

"It was just a dream." I answered, trying to calm him.

"Oh." He said and instantly relaxed.

"I'm sorry for waking you."

He shook his head. "You didn't wake me."

I look into his sleep deprived eyes and frown.

"Why don't you sleep?" I ask.

"I'm scared I'll lose you." He replies. Stroking pieces of hair out of my face and tucking them behind my ear.

God how could he do this to me. When I left he was basically chasing me. Why wasn't he angry? Maybe if he had come with me this wouldn't have happened at all.

"I don't plan on being turned ever again. It's too exhausting." I say rolling my eyes.

He laughed quietly and replied, "you better not."

I smiled up at him. I should tell him that I love him. But when I opened my mouth to say it I stopped. Last I saw was him and Tasha holding hands. Instead I say something else.

"You should get some sleep comrade."

He rolled his eyes, "I doubt that's going to help me get any."

"What will help you?" I ask.

He thought for a moment, "maybe sleeping in the same room. I could take the couch. But only as long as it's okay with you."

I smiled, "miss me much?" I say sarcastically.

"You have no idea Roza." He says and stares at me with those dark eyes. "Roza... Since you have been gone I-"

He stopped and looked down,his hands covering his face. A second later I realized he was on the verge of crying.

"Dimitri," I whisper softly and reach up to take his hands in mine. His eyes were watering but no tear had escaped yet. The last thing I wanted was for him to cry over me.

We stare at each other for a while until I finally surprise him by pulling him on my bed. He lands smoothly beside me and I instantly curl up to him.

"Stay," i whisper, "please."

My head falls on his chest and his arm goes over my waist.

I'm about to fall asleep when I hear him mutter, "Always my Roza."

But I can't tell if it's a dream or not.

Any grammar... blame my phone. Please review!