Rose held onto her breath, something funny was going on, she could feel strong emotions from Lissa, strong than usual, and they were sending her spiraling.

She popped in her head and looked at her surroundings, it was dark, the room was… large, she blinked a couple times.

The gym? What was Lissa doing in the gym; she never went to the gym, as kids Lissa never even glanced in that direction. She always said she was Moroi and that was her gym and make up, she always was perfect.

Later when Rose had gone and then boys and girls were combined in the same gym Lissa kept at least a mile away, they were always late to this one class because of it, but Lissa refused, she hated the smell of sweat and hated the picture of amazing men sweating like pigs.

For Rose it had always been a turn on, and she won the jackpot having gym with Dimitri…

She could still see him, she always saw him, her beautiful Russian God, and whenever she entered the gym he was there.

It was one thing she loved and hated, one thing that destroyed her when she became Duke's puppet. It killed her every day she went in there and practiced. When she first started training again after being turned back again, she had to train with a teacher.

It had killed her at first, because everything he did reminded her of Dimitri, whatever move her showed her, whatever he said. It always brought her back to Rosemarie Hathaway, student of Dimitri Belikov.

The first couple of weeks she'd gotten knocked on her ass every time and went to bed with sores and bruises, bleeding and in so much pain she thought she wouldn't wake up the next morning. But every morning she did and it surprised her to no end.

But then, after Duke batting her around, telling her she'd gone weak, that she was nothing but a lost puppy, she snapped out of it, she'd faced her Dimitri, and she used him.

Every practice, she focused as if Dimitri was there, listening to his velvet masculine voice as he praised her, no matter how she failed, it was one thing she had always loved about Dimitri from the start, how he was always praising her, always worried, when she was failing, he knew something was wrong and was by her side. When she was golden he'd make her laugh and grin, feeling like she'd made a million dollars.

She reeled that feeling in, she pretending that the idiot teacher was her Dimitri, pushing her, yet holding her, like holding her hand tight and letting her hang off the edge of a cliff so she could look down.

Dimitri had always made her feel alive and powerful, no, not powerful… strong. Like she could do nothing wrong and she loved him for that. Because it had fueled her bones, given her the strength she needed to reel herself back to earth and kick ass. Find purpose again. He was still always teaching her.

Still always being her calculated strength.

In a matter of weeks she was back to being the slayer. But Duke's praise hadn't even affected her, having him say how impressed he was, how happy he was that she was doing everything right. It hadn't even come close to anything she'd felt at St. Vladimir's Academy. Not one praise had matched her teacher's praise, even Stan's praise was so much better than Dukes.

But she ignored that, because soon she moved her bed to the gym, she slept on a gym mat, she found peace there, at night, she could picture Dimitri lying next to her, out of breath, sweating.

They were both stubborn during these activities, both trying to be better, show who was better, but Dimitri did it with a 'Zen master' feeling and she did it with 'I'm going to beat you' sloppy way.

She loved work outs with him; it was full of pleasure, pleasure when she managed to last hours against Dimitri in the gym!

Yeah, you know, running at his pace, doing a few more pushups than him even though they call it done to say you could go for hours more but really you want to scream with the pain you're in for those last few, sparing for hours, none of them yielding.

Sleeping on the matt she'd felt like she'd done that, and he was breathing heavy next to her, preparing himself for the next activity, while she was preparing herself to finish off.

Every night, she swore she could feel him taking her hand, brushing his lips with his gentlemen way. It was lonely nights, but it was the best kind.

Gym had become a haven to her, but she knew for a fact, from experience, that it had not become a haven for Lissa, they changed, yes, but Lissa wouldn't put herself so low.

Rose opened the doors to the gym and realized it was dark, which was unusual become the gym lights were rarely off, there was always some Guardian who wanted to go to the gym, no matter what time or day it was.

Marching over to the lights, she flipped the switch. But when she turned around, something covered her nose. She screamed and tried to remove it but it was too late.

Her mind was hazy as she tried to focus, tried to think of a plan, but they'd obviously used a lot because her eyes were drooping ready to drop.

Right before the dark overtook her, she heard a whisper. "It's alright Rose, you're okay, and we're going to fix this once and for all. You're ours Rose, not his. You never were." Although her heart and mind were almost gone, she recognized this voice.

"Dimitri," she whispered, and although in her state, his name still sounded like an omen on her lips, like saying a god's name, she felt unworthy of saying such a name, but it sent shivers down her spine at the same time.

"Dimitri," she said as strongly as she could, want to feel worthy, and she did, just a bit more, she smiled a bit as darkness consumed her.

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