A/N: Here's my excuse... I got grounded once more... Yes, I did. Mother doesn't like me texting so late... And I got caught again, texting with the same person.

Sooooo here's theeeeeeee next chapter :D

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3rd POV

Rose closed her eyes, giving into the darkness that would most likely take away her life.

She was young, and full of life, yet, sometimes she didn't want to live anymore. Her life had been in a way destroyed. She'd given birth to two wonderful boys, but they were quickly forgotten by everyone once Rose's heart stopped beating.

Her family was taken outside, into the waiting room. The doctors worked hard on her, to bring her back, but it was as if she didn't want to.

In the waiting room, Dimitri blamed himself, what if he hadn't tricked her into having sex? A few tears escaped his eyes, letting them fall, but not wiping them away. Mia was devastated, the one person who had been there for her could die. Lissa, Vikktoria, Adrian, and Andre, were angry. Their friend, a girl who had been there for them for years could die, and she was angry with them. Christian didn't want to believe a girl he almost dated, a girl he loved was minutes away from possibly dying. Olena and her husband, Jackov, had seen her grow up into the girl she was today, was in abed, dying. Janine refused to believe her only daughter, her treasure was dying. It didn't seem possible.

But in the room, there was only one man suffering more than the others, and that was Abe Mazur.

He was dying inside. If her daughter died that day, he would too. His only daughter, the one person he loved the most, and he had abandoned her. Jackov had probably spent more time with Rose than her own father had. And Abe hated himself for that. His job was dangerous, what had happened to Dimitri proved that much. All he wanted was to protect her daughter, but all he had done was make her hate him.

And now, in the next room over, Rose was losing the battle.

The doctors tried everything, but Rose was young, and Andrew and Michael had been too much for such a small and fragile body.

The doctor went into the waiting room, where a cloud of sadness hung above them. The doctor spoke the words they never wanted to hear, Rose, their daughter, friend, best friend, and love was dead.

But no one saw the man go into the room where she laid.

She had lost the battle.

And somewhere off in the distant a heart starting beating.

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A/N:Mwuahaha don't kill me just yet! I was going to leave it there but I haven't updated in days...

( A week later)

I saw Dimitri carry his son, Michael, and quiet him down, so he wouldn't wake up Andrew.

Dimitri was going to therapy, trying to walk again, having surgery next week, and more therapy for a whole month. He changed Michael's diaper, making faces while cleaning him up.

He was still trying to get over what had happened last week.

It was sad, I still couldn't get over it.

But we managed, together as one big family.

I got up from the bed, in pain. My whole body was still recovering. It was bright early, the sun barely coming out, the window open, letting a small breeze in.

I pulled my robe together, shivering a little. Michael shivered a little too and Dimitri pulled a small blanket over him.

"Tasha called yesterday," I told him. He didn't turn around, not after what had happened last week, and two days ago.

Tasha said the kid was his, breaking my heart a little. She was due in two months and a half, a baby boy on the way.

"What did she want?" his tone indicated he didn't really care. He would take care of the baby, but would have nothing to do with Tasha.

"Say she was having a C-Section."

"Oh," there was a moment of silence.

A sort of sad silence.

Where had everything gone so wrong?

I sighed and turned around.

I was alive, yes, but it was as if no body believed it.

I Rose Hathaway, was alive, unbeknownst to anyone, thanks to Dimitri.

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Hahahaha was it killing you that you didn't know who's point of view it was?

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