It just want you guys to know that writing this chapter was hard for me since I wrote it two times and it erased itself.

Rose Pov

I woke up in a dark room, it seemed like a cell but I could hardly see outside. I could barely look down at my hands actually. I turned around staring face to face at a dark shadow. It was tall and muscular. My breath caught in lungs immediately, as my heart made a somersault. Dimitri? How did he find me? I goofy smile spread through my lips as I stared at the shadow.

"Dimitri?" I whispered softly, as I extended a hand out to touch him. Instantly the shadow disapeared and I was left alone to look around the room once again.

Its my mind playing games with me..I couldnt help but feel fear settle in every nerve of my body. I shook it off, you cant possibly be feeling this Rose, you are Rose Hathaway for God's sake. But even though I tried, fear remained there in the pit of my stomach.

Lissa's Pov

Fury settled down into her stomach, an unbearable rath settled down and finally it was impossible to forget it. Lissa searched for the nearest table, as her eyes layed upon it she rushed over to it, Christian by her side at all times. Slowly but carefully she jumped onto the table as all Guardians and Moroi snapped to stare her way. She stood there tall and proud as her new determination seemed to fill every nerve of her body and Oh wasn't she ready.

She stretched both her arms wide around her making them stare at her bewildered. She smiled carlessly, as she stared around the crowd. Fear settled in her once more, as she thought all the things that might happen to Rose. Was this all her fault? No, this wasn't for the prank, it was bigger than that and she would find out why. How could a simple girl help Rose? How could she save her best friend from her own destruction? The answer was simple, no a simple girl wouldn't be able to help Rose. Gladly Lissa wasn't any simple girl, she was a Moroi, and a princess matter of factly. How could she save her bestfriend? It was also just as simple, Spirit. Her own powers, unique as they were not many Moroi had such a distress in the art of spirit, but today Lissa seemed to be a fortunate girl.

She wouldnt lose Rose. Wouldn't and Couldn't. A few years ago it had only been her and Rose, after she lost her parents in a car crash, she didn't just lose her parents, but she also lost her brother, the only family she had, she was the last of the Dragomir, line and she wasn't about to go down without a fight. Rose had been her only friend, and her only remaining family now, and she wouldn't lose her, atleast not her. Now she had found Christian, and her entire life seemed to be placen back into place. Now she had an actual family, she didn't have to be afraid anymore. She sensed Christian behind her, holding her up carefully, he was going to be there when she fell, and she would fall. Spirit was to much to bare but Rose was worth it.

"Dont you think Kirova was harsh?" She asked softly, the whole crowd snapped her way as they were all drawn into her powers, the crowd stared back at her powerless.

"Thats what I thought." Lissa said as the entire crowd nodded.

"Find Rosemarie Hathaway NOW!" she yelled. "Bring her to me, and be quick." she commanded immediately the crowd seemed to be crazy as the searched and looked without knowing why. She smiled as she inhaled a new breath quickly, feeling her legs turn to jelly as she passed out into Christian's arm. The last thing she knew was being held by a few loving and soft hands as she became filled with the darkness, and the whimper of the pain that involved spirit.

Dimitri's Pov

I was in the middle of the forest, in a small cottage which I liked to be in when I needed to escape my own reality. When I had to think. But today I wasn't alone. The man was here, I brought him, to question him. I needed to find Rose, I wanted her by my side and I couldnt bare the idea of losing her.

"Where is she!" I yelled as I punched him once again. The man was covered in blood, and sweat I stared at him with a repressed disgusted face.

"Tell me!" I yelled again punching him again. He smiled and chuckled softly as the same cocky and arrogant look filled his face.

"This is a waste of your time -" he said before I cut him off with punch. I kept hitting him letting my entire anger and frustration leave me, but hitting him made me much more furious and I stopped. Now the man looked in pain and a small smile replaced my face. Good. I thought to myself.

"Now." I whispered silently getting closer to him, as he tried to scoot away but failed. "Where is she." He made a face, thinking it through before he remained quiet. I hissed, guardian code. A sensation of pure guilt filled in the pit of my stomach, a sickening nausea replaced it but I repressed the urge to gag. Roza, I whispered once more and all the sensation was lost as pure butterflies and anger consumed me.

"Why do you care so much about that whore." The man yelled in frustration. "That girl -" he said with a disgusted tone. To my own amusement I crouched besides him and now he looked at me with fear, and he became silent.

"She isnt a whore." I said slowly the anger consuming me. But my face seemed amused. "and she isn't any girl." I said softly staring at him with an amused face. "She is mine." I said almost instantly grabbing him by the neck and lifting him up with me.

"Fine, fine Ill talk!" the man yelled and my tensed body relaxed. He told me a few directions and after I threatned to come back for him if he lied I took off searching for my Roza. The process of my own words came back to reality, my own words and actions..everything hit me like a bucket of cold water.

Did I just call her mine?..