I stare out the window into the blue waters of the ocean. I watch a family of three hold hands and walk along the beach.

I don't know whether I'll be going back or not.

There's too much I have to deal with before I go back... If I go back, that is.

Its been three months and I'm doing much better... after a few crazy things I did, I'm pretty stable right now.

I don't know how long it'll take me to fully recover, but I will.

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(1 year later hehehe)

I let the sun hit me as I step out of the plane.

I breathe in the Montana air. I turn around when I hear the sound of a horn behind me. I turn around to face a black limo waiting for me. I put my hands on my hips and tap my foot. The door of the limo opens and Adrian steps out with a pair of sun glasses. The wind messes with his hair and I can't help but realize how handsome he is.

"Little Dhampir!" he exclaims running the 5 feet between us. I laugh as he picks me and spins me around.

"Europe did you well!"

"Africa, Australia, and South America might have helped too," I say as we walk towards the limo.

He opens the door for me and I get in; I'm not surprised to find the rest of the gang here. Adrian gets in and sits next to me.

"How was your time in where ever it is that you where?" Adrian asks me. I take out my camera and show him the pictures I took.

"Wow... Looks like you had fun." I giggle and pull my hair up in a ponytail.

"I did, I spent some time in South America with natives away from civilization, in Australia with the animals, in Egypt looking at ancient pyramids... I'd say it did me well." I said with a small smile.

Adrian puts an arm around me, "I hope you didn't meet anyone new," and he winks at me. I laugh, "I did... He was gay." that makes both of us laugh.

"I'm glad your back Rose," Lissa whispers. I smile at her, "I'm only here for one reason... After that I'll probably travel more..." I trail off.

I'd come here like I did every year to the cemetery to visit his tomb stone.

My eyes trailed off to Dimitri. He was sitting next to Adrian looking away. I reach out to touch him, take him my hand back, and then I think 'what the hell'. I sigh and put my hand over his. I squeeze his hand, he doesn't look at me, but squeezes back; and that's all I need.

"It's hard I know... I've beaten myself over this for years Dimitri, but we can't keep doing this to ourselves. Besides I like to think he's in a better place then this... away from the pain of knowledge..." he looks at me and doesn't say anything. I go on, "I met a woman while I was travelling; she helped me get over the pain... I miss him every day Dimitri, I do... but we have to let go," I finish and take my hand back.

I lean back and close my eyes. "She said if I didn't stop whatever I was doing, I would kill myself mentally and physically... She told me I had a future full of happiness. When I left a year ago I had no hope, no nothing. But I've recovered as best as I can. And you have to, too... not only do you have to move on from our baby's death, but from Willow's.

She's gone now... Move on and let go, or suffer like I did." I open my eyes to wipe away the few tears that escaped. I feel a strong hand in my thigh and I think it's Adrian until I feel the jolt of electricity.

We arrive at the cemetery and get out of the limo. I start walking towards his tombstone when I feel the same hand from earlier, grab my hand and squeeze it. I smile and squeeze back.

I can do this.

"We can do this," he corrects me as we reach the tombstone.

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=) I hope you enjoyed it.

I was going to make this chapter longer... but I thought that was a good place to end it at.

Review and I might update again today =)