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Chapter Twelve
Rose and her family quickly left the Thanksgiving ball, and went straight towards the castle. The queen had to stay behind, for appearances, she needed to pretend that everything was alright, even though she was dying inside. Tatiana was also looking for anyone suspicious there, without anyone knowing.
Rose and Adrian were the two that were distressed out of the whole group. They wanted to find their kids, and make sure they were in safety. Rose wouldn't know what she would do if they were found dead. She was praying, something that she normally doesn't do, to give her some luck to find her children.
"Did they check the house?" Rose asked her father.
Abe tiredly rubbed his eyes, "they searched through the basement first which found nothing. They also, scanned the first floor, but didn't do a complete scan of that floor. The upper floors they didn't touch as seeing they do think anyone has been in there since we left."
"Great," Rose muttered, as she rubbed her forehead. She instantly went into guardian mode. "Right when we get in, I want two people to stick together, just in case if there is an emergency. We will, spilt up the floors, check them thoroughly, even if it isn't you own room."
"Do you think it is a good idea to go in pairs?" Mia asked.
"Yes," said Rose. "So nobody is alone. If you do happen to run into someone you don't know, and they attack, use your elements. If that happens I want you to call my cell phone immediately."
Rose was taking charge. If something happened to her kids, she was going to find them, then because that person major pain. Nobody was that stupid to mess with the famous Rose Hathaway. However, was involved with this, they were going to hell to pay.
When the limo, entered the driveway of the castle, Rose opened the door when it was still moving. She didn't care if she was injured. Adrian followed her to the house. He didn't want her to go in alone as a matter of speaking. Several guardians and the local Moroi autopsy, were surrounded in the front of the house.
"Madam, you can't go in there," a very young and naïve, guardian said.
Rose glared at the young Dhampir. She was able to tell he just graduated. "Do you know who I am?"
"No," said the young Dhampir. "But you can't, go in there? Only guardians can?"
Rose raised her right eyebrow at him. She was finally able to raise one without the other. "My name is, Rose Hathaway. I live here. Besides I am a guardian."
The young Dhampir looked at her like she was stupid. He knew about her. Everyone knew about her reputation. He knew that she wasn't a guardian, or so he thought. "I still can't let you go in, for the simple fact that you're not a guardian."
Rose put her hands on her hips. She was so angry that she ended up growling at the young man. "Listen here, young man, the Moroi queen gave me my guardian title back as for five days ago. She was going to announce it to the Moroi royal court next month. Plus, all of this time arguing with you I can be in their looking for clues to where my missing children might be."
Abe stepped closer to the young guardian. He knew that he was at least a year younger, then his daughter. He stood next too Rose, placing one of his hands on her shoulders. He was glaring at the boy.
"Do you know who I am?" Abe asked the man.
"No, sir," said the guardian. "Who are you?"
"My name is Abe Mazur," said Abe. "Otherwise known as Zemy. I own this place. This is my daughter, and my grandchildren are missing. You don't know who you are dealing with, boy."
Stan Alto, Rose's least favorite, person in the world, walked over to the group of three. He was getting tired of the younger guardian picking a fight with a well train guardian. Although he would never tell Rose that because he would, never heard the end of it. "Guardian Packer, they have clearance to enter. Move aside."
The young guardian know moved to the side. They walked by him, even those his masters told him not to let anyone in the room. He just hoped that he wasn't going to get in any trouble.
Adrian took Rose's hand in his, and dragged her inside, of the house. She was expecting a whole crap load of guardians, in and out of the house as seeing it was a crime scene. But there were only four people in the room.
Anna, who was the twin's babysitter for the evening, sat on a plastic chair. She was holding an ice pack to her head. She had a small bump on her head, from being knocked out. She was groaning when the ice touched her skin.
Lissa looked over to, Rose silently asking her if she can handle the darkness, so she could heal the poor woman. Rose nodded her head. She would need the darkness later.
Lissa made her way over to the girl, so she didn't scare her. She gently removed the ice pack from Anna's forehead, and put her hand was the ice pack used to be. She healed the woman's injuries she received tonight.
Rose moved closed to Anna. "Can you tell me everything that happened tonight?"
"Sure," said Anna. "After everyone left, I read the twins a children's book, or two. I put them down for the night in the traveling cribs in the living room. Thirty minutes passed, and I was reading a magazine, when I felt something breathing down my neck. So I turned my head to the side, and three masked men were there. I know for a fact that they weren't Strigoi. So they cornered me, and one of them knocked me out."
"So what do we do now?" Asked Christian.
Rose looked at him. "We search the place, anything that you don't think belong in that spot, say something. Don't touch anything, we can look for fingerprints. Remember pairs."
The group nodded and took off. Rose and Adrian took the third floor bedrooms. Christian and Lissa took the first floor. Rose's parents took the garage. Eddie and Mia took the second floor. Everything was in the same place, and there was no signs of the twins.
Rose was about to give up, but she checked the last room. The twins bedroom, she was saving for last. She didn't know if she could go in there without breaking down. She pushed the door open. She walked over to Damon's crib and looked inside.
A two red roses' and a white sheet of paper were in there. She didn't touch the paper just in case of fingerprints. That didn't mean she didn't read it.
Come and get your kids, Rose. From Avery.
