A/N: Hey Everyone! I hope you like this next chapter... I've gotten so many amazing responses to this story and a bunch of guesses about whats going to happen. You'll just have to wait and see! Also, I only use other character's POV when I think it will benefit the story and when Rose is either unable or not the best person to tell a certain part of the story. It won't happen very often!

Disclaimer: VA is not mine but Richelle Mead's.

Chapter 10:

"Not you. It's not going to be you."

"I'm afraid it has to be. Now that you've ruined my reputation they can't fire me because I'm too good and they can't keep me with the queen. So now I'm your guardian."

"Oh no your not." Damien angrily responded. "We're going to the council about this you just wait..."

"No." I said.

"No?" Damien and Dimitri replied in unison.

"What do you mean no? You hate this man ma princesse. I don't want you to be miserable."

"The more we provoke the council the less chance I'll be let off and get to leave this hellhole."

Damien sighed, resigned and gave me a passionate kiss, obviously trying to rub it in Dimitri's face. "Your right ma princesse. And you will stay away from her." Damien addressed Dimitri.

"Yessir." Dimitri replied. He was in full guardian mode now. Completely unresponsive and unemotional. Damien stared at him for a while longer until he was satisfied that Dimitri wouldn't suddenly attack me and start strangling me. Finally he looked away, motioning for me to come outside with him.

Everyone was gone, having probably dispersed once they had seen Dimitri.

"I have something to show you." Damien told me in an excited tone of voice, "but now I'm afraid that the Russian is coming with us."

"We'd better get used to it I guess."

"Fair enough. Unless you want to escape him for a little while?", Damien teased.

"I thought you'd never ask." We looked back into the cabin. Dimitri was looking around, having seen the picture of the two of us Damien kept in his wallet. "Lesson number 5 you bastard" I thought, "Never look away." Damien saw my triumphant expression and gave me a smile. He honestly knew me way to well.

We took off into the forest, me following Damien, and running as fast as I had back when

I was 17 and training with Dimitri to be a guardian. I had actually kept running after I'd left the academy. It was almost as if their was a mental component. As if I didn't really want to let go to all of my past. I'd also kept training. That was why Naomi and I had bought the Karate Studio. It seemed like the logical choice for the two of us. I spared with almost all of the men in my classes and was still the undefeated champ.

Damien ran ahead of me and finally slowed down when we reached the top of a hill. There I saw a clearing and ran a little faster, tackling Damien. He fell down and we started rolling around, laughing. The grass was cool beneath my body and a slight breeze blew through my hair. We laughed and wrestled playfully until neither of us had the energy. We sat their laughing and I leaned my head on Damien's shoulder.

"I wish we could stay like this forever." I whispered to him.

"Me too.", he replied. The sun was rising and birds were beginning to chirp. I forgot that I needed to adjust to Moroi time. Damien and I used to sit like this, watching from our balcony back home as the sun rose. Now I guess we'd see. Maybe we'd never do that again.

I hated Lissa for doing this to me, but in a way, I almost felt sorry for her. In the last few hours I'd realized that my connection with her was back. I felt her pain. I felt the darkness which I was blocking, unwilling, or maybe even unable to take away from her. She was in misery. She had deluded herself into thinking that her pain was my fault, and so she had brought a case against me. Now that the bond was back, it all made sense. Damien breathed in, preparing to talk.

"Why didn't you tell me? About all of this?"

"I'm not sure. I think that I wanted to forget. If you didn't know about it, then we wouldn't talk about it and I could leave it in my past life. You were my new life. You and Naomi were my fresh start. I didn't want to remember that pain. You know?"

"But Rose," Damien began. He hadn't called me ma princesse? He had tensed, ready to shake me off of his shoulder at any moment, "You are my fiancee, not my girlfriend, not some one night stand. Your my fiancee. I just can't believe that you would hide such a huge part of your life from me."

"I couldn't tell you Damien, I just couldn't."

" You couldn't? But that's the thing Rose, you are my fiancee. You should be able to tell me anything, anything at all. The fact that you can't makes me feel like we aren't as close as I think we are."

"But we are Damien, we are. I love you."

"I just can't tell right now Rose."

"Damien, look into my eyes." He turned, pain visible on his otherwise solemn face. "I love you more than anything else in the world. More than donuts.." He didn't even in smile at my joke.

"I need to think right now Rose, you've hurt me. A lot." With that he stood up slowly, and looked down at me. "I just need to think." he repeated, "I'll be back soon."

"Damien, please don't be angry."

"I'm not angry Rose, just upset. I need time to relax and think about what happened."

"Fine." I sulked angrily. Turning away from him. "Well now its obvious that you don't trust me."

"How am I supposed to feel?" he screamed, startling me. "I find out that you were in love. That their was another man. This other man, 'the love of your life'. How am I supposed to feel? Like a cheap second best?"

"No! You should be confident that I love you now. And be happy with that. Why would I lie to you?" Damien just shook his head and began to walk away.

"Damien." I whispered. But he continued to walk. I sat in alone in silence. The sun was almost completely above the horizon and the wind rustled through the branches of the forest. Suddenly, I had the urge to run. To run and never come back. I almost stood up and went but then realized, that I was escaping my problems. I was dealing with them the same way I had all those years ago.

Calming down, I began to walk. Then jog. Then sprint. I ran all the way back to the cabin until I ran into someone, knocking myself down. A strong hand reached up to help me and Adrian looked into my eyes.

"Rose? Why are you out so late?"

I didn't reply. All I did was lean on him, and cry. A sweet release. All the emotions bottled up within me were let go, and my soul seemed to lighten it's burden. I cried until all I could feel was Adrian's hand on my shoulder, comforting me, and the sun, finally up, shining down through the trees.

Don't kill me Team Damien, please don't! I promise that it happened for a reason and for plot development. I'm not trying to be mean I swear! Do you think they will work out their problems soon?