When Rose is shot by Tasha Ozera in Last Sacrifice, both Lissa and Adrian use all of the Spirit they can wield to try and bring her back. In a shocking turn of events, Rose is not only healed, but somehow ends up somewhere she never could have imagined. Canon up until Time-Travel. Rated T for language. First multi-chapter fic.


"I want you to break the spell. Finish it off."

"What do you mean?"

"The spell you did on me and Dimitri."

"That spell is done. It burned itself out."

I shook my head. "No. I keep thinking about him. I keep wanting to…"

He smiled knowingly when I didn't finish. "My dear, that was already there, long before I set that up."

"It wasn't like this. Not this bad."

"Maybe not consciously.But everything else…the attractionphysical and mental was already in you. And in him. It wouldn't have worked otherwise. The spell didn't really add anything new, it just removed inhibitions and strengthened the feelings you already had for each other."

Vampire Academy

-Richelle Mead

Bonds Of Time

Chapter Twelve

If I had You

Dimitri's hands roamed my body as though he was savoring every bit. My hands slipped under his shirt and I felt the hard toned muscles under my fingertips. Dimitri pulled me up until I was sitting on top of him as he leaned back on the couch while he captured my mouth with his own. I wasn't sure what to do next. To be quite honest I had no control over my body, maybe I just had too much on my mind, maybe I just wanted him to do everything that Dream Dimitri did and more. All I knew was that there was a gorgeous Russian man on my couch with me and I had to have him. He lifted me up gently and I wrapped my arms around his neck as he carried me to my bedroom and set me on the bed.

Clothes went flying in every direction in our haste until that moment came when there was nothing left to shed. I could tell he was tense, but this could be exactly what we both needed to relax. Dimitri ran his hands over me and I let out a loud moan.

"Are you sure about this, Roza?" he looked at me through heavily lidded eyes.

"Yes, but, uh, this is my first time so just - do it quick - like taking off a band aid." I said not quiet lying.

"You have never been with a man?" He asked incredulously as his hands found my breasts.

"Nope...but the anticipation is going to kill me." I whimpered at the feeling and gave him a look that said if he stopped I would seriously hurt him.

"Never." He said as his lips met mine once again.

His lips stayed on mine as he entered me. We both groaned at the marvelous feeling. He met my barrier and slowly pulled back before quickly thrusting back in. I kept my eyes on his. For months I had tried to keep my feelings for him buried deep within my heart. To let myself love him freely would have hurt me too bad. And I knew it still could. But there in that moment. I had him. He was mine and I was his.

We kept our eyes locked together as he moved his hips and ran his hands down to grip my ass. I had never felt anything so wonderful in my life and I had to mentally chastise myself that this was wrong on so many levels. But it felt so right. To be here and to give myself completely to him made me feel whole again.

I kept my hands in his hair and pulled him in to deepen the kiss. He had sweat on his brow and his movements were slow and well controlled. He was like the fucking energizer bunny, he just kept going and going until I started to reach my climax, and I know he was close to his. A loud moan escaped my lips and Dimitri grabbed my hips and moved me into the most glorious position.

My hands traveled the muscles on his chest and arms as the glorious feeling of completion washed over me. I bit my lip and buried my face into his shoulder to keep from crying out his name. Dimitri gave one final thrust and went completely still above me. We were both panting heavily and gasping for air as he gave me a few breathless kisses.

"You are amazing, Roza." He brushed a strand of hair out of my face.

"You're the amazing one," I gave him a quick kiss, "I'm just me."

Dimitri had dipped his head down to my neck and his hair was tickling me. I turned my head to the side and tried to contain my laughter. It didn't help that when he tried to pull the cover over us, his feet ended up sticking out. Dimitri shook his head as he slowly and quietly crawled out of the bed and onto the floor. By the time we were both dressed and I had ran a comb through my tangled hair, Dimitri and I couldn't even look at each other without smiling.

I had barely made it through the bathroom door to give myself one last look over before the dance and reapply my makeup when the oddest sensation hit me. And I knew that I had felt it once before. It was like déjà vu. I look in the mirror and all I could see was the diamond earrings glinting off the light. My breath caught in my throat as I pulled the damned things out of my ears. Even locked up in the holding cells, Victor's machinations were still playing out. Only now it was too late. He had failed in his mission and the lust charm wouldn't have any effect on him. But it had effectively fucked up my night in epic proportions.

Flushing the earrings down the toilet had been a spur of the moment decision, but thinking about how much I could have pawned them for had me wincing as I watched them disappear.

When I walked back out of the bathroom I found myself alone. I checked the entire suite and there was no sign of Dimitri or anyone else. I cursed loudly and kicked the coffee table and then ended up limping around the room as I tried to ease the ache in both my foot and my heart. Whoever had interrupted us was seriously going to get it.

After one last look in the mirror, I opened the door to go to the dance. But there was someone standing in the hallway blocking my exit. He was in a navy blue suit. He was tall, but no where near Dimitri's height and he was facing the opposite direction as though he was watching the door across the hall. The smell of smoke and cloves assaulted my senses and I tapped the man on the shoulder. He turned around and I almost fell over.

"Little dhampir!" Adrian laughed as he scooped me up into his arms and hugged me. "You look even better in person."

"Holy Shit!" I yelped as he put me down. "What are you doing here?"

"Auntie was coming for a visit and I couldn't resist seeing you in real time." Adrian's eyes raked over me. "And I am not disappointed one bit."

"Most people would have the sense to run away from this kind of crazy." I shook my head.

"Well, I'm not most people." He responded by waggling his eyebrows at me suggestively. "And crazy intrigues me."

"Quit that!" I slapped his arm lightly.

"My apologies, darling." Adrian bowed his head and looked up at me through his thick lashes. "Will, my lady, please escort me to the dance."

My life had just gotten a lot more complicated. "Fine"

"Would you like a drink?" Adrian handed me a silver flask.

"Most definitely." I pulled the flask from his hands and drained it in the matter of seconds.

"Nice." Adrian smiled at me as he pulled out another flask and took a drink.

My throat burned the whole way to the ballroom, but I felt a hell of a lot better. I kept trying to tell myself that Dimitri only had sex with me because of the lust charm, but when I replayed the scene over again in my mind, I realized that he hadn't been anywhere near the earrings when he started to kiss me. He had done it all of his own choosing. He hadn't been compelled. But then I wondered why he had left without a word. Had he felt guilty? Did he regret it?

I took another flask from Adrian and emptied it just as quickly as the first while he was acting like James Bond and making sure we weren't being watched. Adrian kept me laughing with stories of his travels with Tatiana. Which he told me that each dreamscape he and I shared had been where he was on that particular night.

"And then the Russian minister trips and his wine spills down the front of her dress." Adrian gasped out through his chuckles. "It was a silk white dress- and wet - it showed off everything!"

"Queen Tahtahs!" I choked out as vodka comes out of my nose.

Adrian wasn't as composed as he stumbled at my words and fell to the ground laughing loudly. "Exactly!"

A group of Moroi students were watching our exchange in fascination and intrigue and I looked up and smiled boldly at them as I helped Adrian to his feet. Adrian had his arm around me as we walked into the ballroom. It looked like something out of a movie. The decorating committee hadn't spared any expense to turn the stark drab room into a place that glowed with life and fun. Lissa ran up to me, dragging Christian with her. She looked so beautiful in her blue dress.

"Looking good, flame boy," I slapped Christian on the back.

"Uh, thanks I guess." Christian coughed and moved out of my reach.

"Oh, Rose, look!" Lissa whispered and pointed behind me.

I turned around to see something that both made me smile and kind of hurt my heart. Mason and Meredith walked into the room arm in arm. They were both talking to each other and smiling. This is what he could have had in my dream if I hadn't spent so much time leading him on. I was so happy for him in that moment that I could have grabbed him and Meredith and hugged them hard.

"Little Princess, don't you remember me?" Adrian's voice had me turning back around to see him talking to Lissa. "I'm sure we've met once or twice before. But for the life of me I can't remember your name."

"Lissa Dragomir," she held out her hand. "And you are?"

The second their skin touched Lissa gasped and looked up at Adrian like he was some kind of new species that she had discovered. Christian watched their exchange with a jealous glint in eyes, so I reached around Lissa and pulled him back towards me.

"It's time to dance, flamer." I whispered to him as I pulled him a few feet onto the dance floor.

"Who the hell is that?" Christian followed while he kept turning around to stare at Lissa and Adrian who had sat down at a small table on the side of the room.

"Don't get your panties in a twist, Chrissie," I laughed as a fast paced pop song came on. "That's just Adrian. He's like Lissa. If you get what I mean."

"What?" Christian narrowed his eyes as he stood there still as a post. "How is he like her?"

"He's a spirit user too." I hissed at him quietly. "And quit being so jealous. Lissa loves the hell out of you and Adrian is really not interested her in that way."

"How do you know?" Christian growled out at me as he crossed his arms. "And where did you meet him?"

"I met him in the hallway. I could tell he was a spirit user because of the bond I have with Lissa. I can sense it." Okay, I was lying through my teeth and probably sounded like an idiot, but oh well. "He's still trying out to figure out his gift, just like her. They can learn from each other."

"If you're sure." Christian looked doubtful. "But I don't like him."

"One hundred percent positive." I smiled at him showing too many teeth. "Are you going to dance? Or am I going to have to use you as a stripper pole?"

Christian looked appalled and more than a little grossed out. So much so that he actually started dancing with me. He even started laughing when I busted out some of my awesome moves. We were two songs in when Lissa walked up.

"Are you cutting in, bitch?" I put my hands on my hips and tilted my head to look at her.

"Yes, please." Lissa giggled at my craziness.

"Hells yeah," I whooped as I grabbed her hand and pulled her to me and then spun her out.

Lissa laughed as I clapped my hands and went into an Irish step dance style that was totally inappropriate for the booty shaking music that was playing, but she joined in. I let go of her hand and we both started dancing to the fast beat. Adrian stood beside Christian and shook his head in amusement. Lissa's head was thrown back as she laughed and the two of us were dancing close as we watched the way our peers interacted with each other.

"Don't you think Mason and Meredith look so cute together?" Lissa asked loud enough that only I could hear.

"Yeah," I said honestly. "They look very happy. When did that happen?"

"The night of your accident in the bleachers, I think." Lissa responded as she twirled around. "Didn't he use to have a crush on you?"

I didn't have the chance to answer Lissa's question.

"How about you two girls kiss for the camera?" Jesse laughed as his friends stood behind him.

Ralf was holding a video camera in his hands and I could see the lust in his eyes.

I pulled Lissa behind me. "Go the fuck away."

"Come on, Rose," Jesse said over the sound of the music. "You've never denied me before."

"Well get fucking used to it." I growled out as my temper was getting the better of me. "Cause I'm not interested."

Jesse reached forward and grabbed my arm as I turned around to walk away and out of instinct I punched him in the face. Blood splattered across my arm when Jesse's nose broke under my assault. My left fist swung out but hit nothing but air as arms wrapped around my shoulders from behind and pulled me back. I could feel it was Adrian from the undercurrent of darkness that his touch brought. From across the room, I could see Dimitri and a few guardians who had been watching the exchange move forward to break up the fight. I pulled out of Adrian's grip and took off out of the side door to get some air. But when the door shut behind me, it hit me that I didn't want to stay there. I needed to hit something again. And since Jesse would probably stay clear of me now, I had only one other option. I pulled off the heels and took off running for the gym.

It was dark when I opened the doors and I turned on the lights just for the punching bags. I turned the radio onto a hard rock station that mainly played early 90s hits and went to town on the punching bag. I could feel Lissa's worry and anger through the bond. When I slipped in to check on her I found her still standing in the ballroom.

Christian had his arms wrapped around her as she shook furiously. "Why can't they just leave Rose alone? She hasn't bothered anybody or gotten into any trouble since we've been back!"

Adrian stood further down, talking in low tones to the Queen who had a very sour expression on her face as she and her guardians made to leave the room. She had her eyes on Lissa as she walked out of the room and she said something to Adrian that made his face scrunch up in confusion. Anger and rage overwhelmed me and I swung out and hit the punching bag while my eyes were closed.

I was pulled out of Lissa's mind when a sense of breathlessness cam over me. I tried to take a breath but there was no air. My chest felt tight and there were black spots invading my vision. I leaned over and put my hands on my knees to try relieve the feeling. Was I having a panic attack? A heart attack?

I could feel someone getting closer and looked up to see the swimming face of Ralf, Lee Donahue and Jesse all standing around me. Jesse was holding the camera, his face still swollen and bloody, as he watched in smug satisfaction as I struggled to breathe.

"Give her a little air, Lee." Ralf's voice was loud and far too close. "We don't need her to pass out. It'll be more fun if she has a little fight in her."

Whatever Lee did worked, because I finally caught a lungful of air. I choked and gasped as they circled around me. The black spots in my vision cleared just as Ralf tackled me to the ground and pinned my arms to the side. I kneed him in the stomach as hard as and he was thrown backwards onto the mat. My one defensive move had cost me what little bit of air I had in my lungs. Despite that I still fought back when Ralf got back up and tried to take a swing at me. I ducked and grabbed his arm as it went over my head. I pulled it down and heard him scream out in pain as the joint was pulled out of place. I flung him away from me.

"Take the rest." Jesse hissed at Lee. "I no longer care if she passes out."

Lee swiped a hand through the air and the pressure on my chest became too much to bear. I stumbled over to the punching bag and slid onto the floor as my vision began to fade once again. I fought feebly as someone grabbed me by the hair and dragged me back. I reached for the hand pulling me, but my arms were forced to my sides. I thrashed on the ground as someone sat on top of me with their knees pinning my hands. I heard the fist flying through the air before I felt the punch hit my jaw.

"Damn, her blood smells sweet." Ralf groaned from somewhere to the left.

"Here, hold the camera while I get a taste of that." Jesse said as I felt his weight shift above me. "I bet she tastes likes cherries."

I could feel his breath on my neck and the sharp fangs so close to my skin that he would have drawn blood if he moved the least bit forward. Pure fury overcame me.

"Back away now!" Dimitri's low voice echoed throughout the gym.

"What's going on here?" Stan's voice was next.

I lurched forward, and pushed him off of me, not caring that his teeth had taken a chunk of flesh from my neck. Jesse lay sprawled out on the mat as I stumbled over and stepped on his neck and let my bare heel bury into his throat. I could hear the sounds of footsteps rushing toward me as Jesse's friends debated over whether or not they should run. The breath returned to my body and I took another choking gasp that left me coughing loudly. My legs were weak as I stood there and stared down at my attacker as rage burned in my veins. Dimitri's arms wrapped around my shoulders and I fought back, choking and gasping for air, as he pulled me away and held onto me tightly.

"Get her out of here!" Stan barked as he turned a furious look at the three boys.

"They filmed it if you want details!" My voice was harsh and raspy and my throat felt badly bruised and it stung badly.

"I'm fine." I gasped out, making Dimitri loosen his hold on me.

He set me down on the cold mat and turned me around.

Dimitri looked down at me with worried eyes and a grimace. "Are you sure?"

"Yeah," I winced as I picked up my shoes and went to walk out of the gym. "I just have to get out of here."

Dimitri handed me a handkerchief, but upon seeing the slightly dazed state I was in, he gently placed it on my neck. His hands were so big that I could feel their warmth encompassing all of my neck as he applied a little pressure to the wound while we walked.

"You need to go to the clinic." Dimitri finally said, moments later when my mind had caught up to me.

"The last place I need to go is the clinic." My voice was slurred as I stumbled up the steps to Lissa's suite.

The endorphins in Jesse's fangs had begun to overpower the adrenaline that was wearing off, mixed with the copious amounts of alcohol I had consumed earlier that night. To say the least, I was pretty fucked up by the time I quietly opened the door and tiptoed into the living room. Dimitri followed me into the room and stood in front of me like a statue when I sat down on the couch. I didn't know if he wanted to talk or whatever, but he needed to make it quick because I wouldn't be awake for much longer.

And then we heard sounds coming from Lissa's room and Dimitri moved to go check on her, but I grabbed his wrist and stopped him. I put a finger to my lips to tell him to stay quiet, then pointed to the door and looked at Dimitri with an embarrassed smile. He quirked an eyebrow at me and I sighed as I made a rather vulgar gesture that said; 'Yeah, dude, they're getting nude and rude in there.'.

Dimitri lowered his eyes as he shook his head and sat down beside me and pulled me close. I looked up at him wondering what he was thinking about. He placed his hands on both sides of my face and stared into my eyes as though searching for signs of shock, but what shocked me was when he lowered his face even more and his lips met mine. My smile could have lit up the room when we stopped. Yup, no compulsion this time. I scooted down and put my head on his leg. Dimitri put his arm around me and I fell asleep holding his hand.

It didn't matter what life threw at me next. There was no way that I'd ever give up. There were great people in my life that I loved and I would fight for them until the end. And I had found the other piece to my soul and I would never let him go.

End Chapter Twelve


This is the final chapter of the Vampire Academy portion of this story. I have a hell of a ride ready for Frostbite.

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