Disclaimer: I don't own Vampire Academy, Richelle Mead does. Please read the A/N at the end (I know it's long, but bear with me, please)


RPOV:

Everything seemed to freeze as my mother walked into the gym. What was she doing here? The three of us watched silently as she made her way over to us. Janine looked at me, her guardian mask seeming a bit out of whack, not completely there.

"Rose..." She said hesitantly, looking at me hopefully.

I wiped all emotion off my face, something I had gotten surprisingly good at. "Hello Guardian Hathaway," I replied coldly, then turned away to look at Dimitri.

"So Comrade, what are we doing today?" I asked cheerfully, although my mood had dropped through the floor, and was now burning in hell.

Dimitri gave me a mildly guilty look. "Um, well, I decided to cancel the lesson when Ivan arrived. I figured that well, I kind of wanted to talk to him a bit, since this will probably be the last time we see each other for a while, and he came just as I got here, and you were ten minutes late, so I had no way of telling you the lesson was canceled..." He trailed off, looking nervous.

I swallowed. "Well, how about that move you promised to show me last night?" I asked, giving him a look that said do it or else I will murder you personally in your sleep...I will find a way. His responding look was slightly frightened; it seemed that he understood and believed what I was trying to say.

"Um, okay, so if you were to stand like this..." Dimitri came over and stood close to me as usual as he showed me the move.

"Guardian Belikov, would it not be more prudent for you to actually let her try the move on you, as opposed to the dummy? That way you can truly see and experience whether she did it right or not." Janine interrupted. I had almost succeeded in forgetting she was there as I tried to focus on the new moved. Her voice shattered all those pretty dreams. I watched sadly as they flew away...

Dimitri's jaw clenched as he looked at me quizzically. Doesn't she know? I answered his unspoken question with a slight shake of my head. His eyes flared with anger.

"Well, Guardian Hathaway, I would, but Rose isn't comfortable around men as of yet." He replied in a calm voice.

Janine looked shocked. "What? What do you mean?" she asked sharply.

I snorted with disdain. "Well, you see mother dearest, he not only got me pregnant, he also left a parting gift of a phobia of men, because of which no man can be closer than 5 feet to me, the exception being Dimitri, of course."

You could hear a pin drop. I was breathing hard as I looked at her. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Ivan look surprised, but not shocked, which led me to believe that Dimitri had told him at least something about my situation, if not of my phobia. Janine simply looked bamboozled. She probably would have been less astonished if I had shot her, a scenario that appeared highly appealing at the moment.

"I-what?" Janine was speechless. Any other time, that would have made me do a victory dance, but right now, I wanted to be anywhere but here.

I swallowed, then turned back to Dimitri, begging with my eyes. "So how about that move?"

He looked at me for several moments, then nodded tersely. "Go on."

I showed him, and he watched, correcting me when need be. This continued on like any other lesson, except for the audience we had. Ivan eventually loosened up slightly, and made jokes and teased the two of us, allowing things to go back to something resembling normal. At the end of the lesson, we weren't even trying to work; the three of us were sprawled out on the floor, the guys just a few feet away from me, talking, joking and laughing. My mother stood by the wall, forgotten.

I managed to avoid my mom for the rest of the day. I walked to afternoon practice, praying she wouldn't be there again. When I walked into the gym, I saw that she wasn't there, but Ivan, once again, was.

"Little Rosie!" Ivan exclaimed when he was me. "What a coincidence!"

I glared at him. "Ivan, I think I should let you know that the last person who called me Rosie ended up in the hospital with a broken jaw, broken nose, two black eyes, and a fractured rib."

Ivan's face paled considerably, then cleared. "Oh, but you can't hurt me," he said, throwing my inability to get close to him in my face.

I gave him a slightly deranged smile that had him cringing. "That's why I have friends," I said in a creepy voice, still smiling. His eyes widened, and he looked terrified. Cool.

Dimitri decided to come in at that moment. He looked between the two of us and side. "Rose, what have I told you about frightening poor defenseless little boys?" he said, mock sternly.

I pretended to hang my head in shame. "Sorry Dimitri, I won't frighten him next time, just shake him up," I looked up with a grin. Dimitri shook his head with amusement.

Ivan, on the other hand, seemed highly offended. "Who are you calling a poor defenseless little boy?"

Both Dimitri and I cracked up laughing at how offended, and almost hurt, his voice sounded.

"Hey! It's not funny! I was just emasculated by my best friend in front of a gorgeous girl!"

That made us laugh even harder. "Oh, you know I love you," Dimitri gasped out between laughs.

"Hm," Ivan pretended to turned up his nose snobbishly.

I kept giggling, Dimitri's laugh making me laugh more than the actual joke.

"Oh, no, he doesn't believe me!" Dimitri cried out, putting his hands to his heart dramatically. "Whatever will I do?" he pretended to look at me beseechingly.

I shook my head, chuckling. "Oh, no, Comrade, you got yourself into this, I'm not helping you out," I tried to keep a straight face but failed when put on a face of pure hurt

"But Roza!" he whined.

I sighed dramatically. "Alright." I made the come hither motion with my fingers, and he came forward as close as he could. I cupped my hands around my mouth and pretended to whisper in his ear. "Go up to him and wrap your arms around him, and tell him how special he is, then give'im a big ol' smooch right on the sucker!" I put my hand over my mouth to cover up my laughter as Dimitri took my words with utter seriousness, and walked up to Ivan, doing exactly what I said to do.

Dimitri snuck up behind Ivan, who had turned his back to us. Dimitri wrapped his arms around Ivan, who jumped, startled, then proceeded to say quietly, "Oh, Ivan, you're the best person in the world, you're a wonderful friend, and I love you!" then, Dimitri tried to kiss him, but by that point Ivan had already recovered, and pushed Dimitri away as fast as he could. The look on his face was priceless! I couldn't hold it in any more, and burst out laughing.

Dimitri joined in when he got a good look at Ivan's face. "Oh, that was priceless!" I gasped out, tears pooling in my eyes.

Dimitri nodded, unable to speak. Ivan finally got over his shock and disgust, and started chuckling with us.

"Real funny, guys," he said drily. "I'm rolling on the ground with barely contained glee."

This made us laugh even harder, by which point we really were rolling on the ground with barely contained glee. It took a while for us to finally calm down. Even afterward, small giggles would burst through, although I think that had more to do with my hormones than me. It suddenly dawned on me that I was almost three months along now. That thought sobered me up. In only 2 more months, I would be rendered useless. I frowned as I thought this.

"What's up Roza? Why the long face?" Ivan asked playfully, with an undertone of seriousness.

I shook my head and opened my mouth to answer him when the gym door opened.

"Lord Zeklos, we must get ready to depart," Guardian Hathaway said formally, striding into the gym, her face carefully controlled by her meticulous guardian mask.

Ivan looked at me with genuine concern for a moment, but he knew I wouldn't say anything with my mother around.

He looked back to Janine and nodded. "Be right there."

She nodded and turned on her heel, walking over to the wall, giving us some privacy. I wondered where she had been all day, and the thought that she had always been by Ivan, hidden in the shadows, bothered me somehow. Maybe it was because she had been here all day and hadn't really made an attempt to talk to me even though I had yelled at her this morning. Maybe it was because she just really annoyed me. I didn't know, and I didn't really want to analyze my feelings at this moment in time, so I pushed it to the back of my head and focused on the present again.

Dimitri and Ivan were saying a goodbye in Russian, and I became slightly frustrated as I couldn't understand. I felt one of my mood swings coming on as tears filled my eyes.

"Ivan, I'm gonna miss you so much!" I cried out, a tear falling from my eye as I stepped closer to them, but still keeping a safe distance away.

Ivan looked up, seeming scared at the tone of my voice. "Oh, uh, I'll miss you too Rose," he said awkwardly, clearly at a loss as to what to do with teary me. This just made me feel worse because I felt like he didn't really care.

"I-I'm s-sorry," I hiccuped, my voice thick. "It's just, I've had s-so m-much f-f-fun with you around, and I-I'm g-gon-gonna m-miss that."

Dimitri whispered something into Ivan's ear, and Ivan nodded slightly, his face softening.

"Oh, Rose I'm gonna miss laughing with you too," he said sadly. "It was really awesome. We'll have to get together again sometimes in the future."

I nodded, tears pouring down my face. I laughed wetly. "I'm sorry," I sniffled. "Damn hormones," I chuckled through a sob, wiping away my tears. "I'd give you a hug, but well..." I shrugged, trailing off lamely.

Ivan chuckled. "I understand. Maybe next time I visit, you'll be able to give me a hug and a kiss," he winked, and I smiled, my tears finally stopping.

"Thank you," I said gratefully.

He nodded. "Anytime, Rosi- er, Rose," he saved himself just in time.

I glared at him, and he smiled back angelically. "Any-hoo," he said, "Bye Dimitri, talk to you later." he gave Dimitri a man hug, then turned to me. "Bye Rose," he blew me a kiss, then walked to the door, waving like some celebrity.

"Until next time!" he called out just before the gym door shut after him, and I couldn't help but laugh at his exit.

Dimitri and I stood in silence for a few moments after Ivan's departure. Then Dimitri turned to me.

"You know, you should make peace with her before she leaves," he said, in his old-and-wise voice.

I shook my head. "No, what she did, or actually failed to do will take a long time to forgive, and I'm far from ready to do that just yet."

He looked at me curiously. "What exactly did she not do?" he asked.

I looked away. "Stop it from happening when she was on the other side of the door knocking." With that, I turned around and left, letting him dwell on my words. I walked to the commons, hoping there was some food there, although I didn't really want to eat any more. I had to, for the baby.

DPOV:

I watched Rose leave, her words still ringing in my ears. 'Stop it from happening when she was on the other side of the door knocking'? What does that mean? Was Janine really on the other die of the door knocking, and didn't stop it? Didn't she realize what was happening? How do you not notice it when your daughter is crying out 'stop it'? Or maybe Rose didn't...maybe she didn't get the chance. I brooded for a while, before coming to the conclusion that wondering would get me no where. When Rose was ready, she would tell me what was going on in that pretty head of hers. Until then, I would just drive myself crazy trying to figure out a mystery the details of which I didn't know I really wanted to know. (Did that sentence make any sense?) I sighed as I walked out of the gym, a small smiling tugging on my lips as I thought about the day with my best friend. I was glad he had visited, and that him and Rose hit it off so well. I hadn't heard Rose laugh like that, and that much, ever. It was great to see her loosen up and have a little fun, instead off suffering under the pressure of all the rumors, and taunts, the training, and the pregnancy. She was almost three months along, and only had two more until she was off of training until the baby was born, but a lot could happen in three months. I just hoped it was all good.

It was almost three weeks after Ivan's visit when I got the text.

The three weeks had passed by without a hitch. Rose seemed chipper than usual, and our trainings became more upbeat. Rose soaked up the knowledge like a sponge, and I was happy to have such an eager student. Although, it was clear at this stage that we were more like friends than mentor-student. There were times when she would come up to me in the middle of the day to tell me something, trying to find comfort, which I always gave her. Several times she had actually come up to my room when a particularly nasty mood swing hit, and more often than not I found her beating a punching bag in the gym. I found myself confiding in her as well, not only feeling the need to return the favor of trust, but also wanting her to know me. This was slightly dangerous, as I hardly ever truly let anyone in, and the fact that Rose was my student made things slightly more complicate, especially considering the fact that she was a beautiful girl about whom I had often had to stop certain thoughts that would not only get me fired, but also thrown in jail. But despite my misgivings about being close to her, I couldn't help myself. She was so pure and good and beautiful, inside and out, that I felt like a moth drawn to light. She was always the first person I talked to in the morning, and sometimes the last person I talked to at night. I had given her my cell number so that she could call me whenever she needed me, and that was quite often. As the baby grew, so did her appetite, and I had to make sure that she was eating healthy, which was surprisingly hard. All in all, she listened to mostly everything I told her, and I was usually the only one who could calm her down during her mood swings.

As we grew closer, I renewed my efforts to try to find out who Janine's last charge, a highly difficult task.

Which why, when I got a text from Ivan in the middle of lunch, I was ecstatic.

I felt my phone vibrating in my pocket, and glanced down, expecting to see Rose's name, but was mildly surprised to see Ivan's. He hardly ever texted me, unless he was in the middle of a meeting and had important information.

I opened the text, and my mood promptly shot up to excited in less than a second.

Found out who Janine's last charge was. Call u tonite. Ivan.

I swallowed, suddenly nervous. Did I really want to know who it was? Of course! I wanted to killed the bastard that dared to touch my Roza in that way. Whoa, whoa...YOUR Rose? Since when was she yours? I shook off my thoughts. I couldn't wait till Ivan called me. The rest of the day was spend in suspense as I waited for his phone call. But as evening rolled around and the sun began turning the sky just the tiniest bit bright, there was still no phone call.

I waited and wait, pacing around my room. Maybe he was just late. Maybe he got sidetracked. Maybe, maybe, maybe. But I was starting to get a bad feeling in my stomach. Finally, sometimes around midnight, when the sun was midway across the sky at the highest point, the phone rang. I picked it up immediately.

"Hello?"

That was when I got the phone called that broke me.


A/N: Okay, okay, I'm really really sorry for dropping off the face of the earth again, I've just been really busy. So what do you think? What was the phone call that could break the great Dimitri Belikov I'll give you a hint: it's not Rose! (: thank you thank you thank you all for your reviews! I hit a hundred! I was ecstatic when I saw that! Oh, I was wondering, if anybody actually reads this, if anyone could write a Rose/Dimitri fanfiction based on the song Laughed until we cried by Jason Aldean. It's a great song, really sweet, and you could go many ways with it. I'd really like to see it done, and you're probably wonder why can't I do it myself? Cause I have two fanfics to write, and I'm too busy with other crap to start another. Plus, I have no ideas for it. So someone else should do it, and I promise to review every chapter! please, do so if you could, it would be greatly appreciated (: until next time, and I promise not to wait so long this time! 3