Lets Fly.

I was very sad about last chapter. Only like, two reviews. I KNOW HOW MANY OF YOU READ THIS! Just a friendly reminder, reviews make me update faster.

Signing out until after the holidays,

Love Always,

Bri

Chapter 11

When does your body begin to react to information you've received? When does it tell your mind you can't move, can't breathe, can't think?

I watched Lissa sit on that couch, contemplating what was to come for her. I couldn't tell if she was breathing, she wasn't moving at all. The only thing that had changed in the three minutes since I had delivered the news to her was her face. It was perfectly still now, frozen in worry. "Lissa," I said, kneeling in front of her. "We've faced worse. We can do-"

I'm pregnant. She thought, stunning me into silence for a few seconds.

"We can do this Liss." I assured her.

I'm not so sure. Rose, we've gotten lucky so far, maybe this is it.

"That doesn't matter. We're the perfect team. I will get you out of here." The last sentence game out a fierce whisper. I wasn't sure if I was convincing her or me. "That's my job, remember?"

She nodded, a single tear rolling down her cheek.

I turned to Violet and April, who had joined us. "We're going to split up. Where are Derek, Chase, Michael, Mia and Eddie?"

April went to get him while I told Violet about the plan. "You, Adrian, Eddie, April, Christian, Michael and Mia will go to the Academy. It's the safest place I know of other than court. I'll take Lissa, Chase, and Derek to Hawaii." I looked at Adrian, giving him a sad smile. "It's the safest way. Lissa will need three guardians and then everyone else will have one. "

I sent the Moroi, each with a guardian, to go get their things. I went along with Adrian so that I could say goodbye.

"I'm coming with you and Lissa." He said as soon as we closed the door.

I shook my head. "No. This is the safest way. Lissa is my priority here, Adrian, you know that."

"Yes, but sometimes you need to put others first."

"Ever think about why we aren't supposed to be together?"

"It's just not done."

"Its because of this situation. I'm supposed to always put my charge first, her life before my life. They come first, especially Lissa." I lowered my voice. "Your aunt is dead. If these people are going for royals, she'll be targeted next."His eyes widened, but he finally seemed to understand. "I will call to tell you when it is safe to come. Lissa needs me. Pack your things, we're leaving soon."

While he packed his bag, I grabbed my backpack and put in a few pairs of jeans and a couple t-shirts. The t-shirts would fit Lissa, and I had told her not to pack a bag, but just to grab clothes to put in mine. In the outside pocket, I shoved two more stakes, a few knives, and tucked my gun into my belt. Adrian was done with his bag, so we went down to the kitchen. I grabbed granola bars, apples, and cash and stuffed them into the backpack.

Once everyone was downstairs, I put all of the clothes for my group in my bag, and decided to do something that pained me. I found a box, slipped off my ring, and closed the lid. I pulled Adrian aside and handed him it. He looked confused, so I elaborated. "I can't lose it. I wouldn't be able to live with myself. I love you."

"I love you too." I kissed him quickly on the lips, but be wrapped his arms around me and wouldn't let me leave.

"You need to promise me something." Adrian said, staring straight into my eyes.

"What?"

"Promise me you'll come back alive."

"Sure. Adrian you know me. I can get out of anything."

"You come back, we'll get married, and then I want kids."

I grinned, kissed him, and turned to leave. I grabbed my backpack and took Lissa's hand.

"I'm driving."

"Google Maps is so stupid." Chase commented as I sped down the highway. "It's telling me we should kayak across the pacific ocean and that we'll still make it within three days."

I laughed. "Not gonna happen."

"How are we planning on getting there. You aren't going to risk an airport are you?"

"We have to."

"Well we could take a ship."

"Yes, a cruise ship is a lot safer." I said sarcastically.

"Just a suggestion."

"How you doing, Lissa?" I asked her.

"I'm a little nauseous." She replied as I cut through three lanes of traffic and got off an exit, trying to lose any tails we might have.

"Sorry. We'll be getting a new car soon. You can go to the bathroom then."

"I hope." She replied, and I switched on the radio to my favorite station.

"Derek, Chase, you should sleep, Liss and I have it for a while." They listened to me and fell asleep.

"How long have you known?" I asked Lissa.

"Just two weeks."

"Are you happy about it?"

"Well that depends how you look at it. Yes, I want kids, I love big families, I want tons of kids, but no, I can't live with myself brining a baby into this. And what will everyone think? I'm not married, and most of the Royals will look down on me because of that. I can't make everyone happy in this situation."

"Why don't you just make yourself happy."

"I'm going to be a politician, it doesn't work like that."

"I guess." I said, debating if I should tell her. "The queen is dead." I said after a moment of silence.

"What?" She asked, frantic.

"The queen is dead. You are our only hope."

"Stop the car." I kept driving. "Rose, stop the car I have to go to court."

"No. Its not safe."

"Rose."

"Lissa, you have to know I'm only doing whats best for you."

"What's best for the people is that I get to court and calm them down."

"You come first. I'm the head of your guard, I make the decisions regarding your safety."

"No, Rose take me back to court." She wasn't trying to compel me, I knew, bbut a bit of compulsion leaked into her words.

"Don't compel me!" I snapped. "Do you know what I am doing to keep you safe right now? I left Adrian, my mother is probably dead at court, and you want to go there? No. You are staying with me, and we are going to Hawaii. I pulled into a gas station and got out of the car. "We need a new car anyway."

I woke Chase and Derek by slamming the door, and took Lissa to the bathroom. I stood outside as she went, and watched as Chase went next door to the car rental and rented a car. It was a black Lexus. I grabbed the backpack and escorted Lissa to the new car, still not talking.

I got into the back seat and fell asleep, leaving the driving to Chase and Derek.

I was out cold, and Adrian came to me.

"Is everyone alright?" I asked him. Hugging him and hoping he would say yes.

"Yeah, we had to get away from a tail though. Took a while, but we lost them."

"Where are you?"

"I think we're somewhere in Illinois." I nodded, and the dream began to fade.

"Damn." Adrian kissed me quickly and the dream disappeared.

I woke with a start to the sound of shouting.

"Give me that phone!" Lissa was screaming. I quickly understood the situation by her feelings. Michael was talking to the guardians at court.

"Michael. Let me have it." I said, taking the phone from him.

"Hello?" I said.

Give me the phone, Rose. I need to help them.

"Do you have the princess with you?" A voice asked.

"Who is this?"

The person on the phone seemed annoyed. "You don't recognize the voice of your own mother. Now tell me, do you have her with you?"

"Yes." Thank god, my mother was still alive and at least slightly well. I could hear the alarms and shouting behind her voice, but she had control of the situation.

"Where are you?"

"I can't say, but we are heading towards a secure location."

Let me have it, Rose.

"Here's Lissa." I said, handing her the phone.

"Thanks." She said before demanding she talked to a Moroi official or someone in power. When she did, she started her political speech. "My guardians are refusing to take me to court." She said, still slightly bitter. "So I need to keep in contact with you by phone. How long has it been since the attack?"

"10 hours." The person on the other line said.

"And has any central authority been established?"

"Among the guardians, yes, but most of us Moroi are too shocked to react to the situation."

"What are you doing with the Moroi who were… helping?"

"Some of them were killed, but many are in the prisons under high security."

"Ask about their motives." I whispered to Lissa. She relayed this information.

"Most are refusing to talk. We have learned by the ones who did that they were angry with the queen. They won't say why or if you are targeted as well, but I assure you we are doing everything we can."

I took the phone from Lissa. "You better be."

Thank you for reading.

Merry Christmas… wait that's not 'politically correct'- HAPPY HOLIDAYS (haha inside joke don't ask)