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LAST FRIDAY NIGHT

DIMITRI POV

The third floor lounge in the guardian building was a funny place for a bar. I mean it wasn't officially a bar but ever since the influx of Guardians arrived it was turned into a makeshift one for all the new recruits and older Guardians to relax. It was stocked mostly with alcohol confiscated from the students. It was pretty ironic, taking alcohol from the minors then scold and lecture them on the consequences of drinking. Only to just turn around and stock a bar for our own use. It was some pretty hilarious shit. Or maybe it was just funny to me, because I've been drinking. That was entirely possible.

Normally I don't drink. Normally I even look down at the other guardians who all meet up here to drink. A few drinks here and there were about all I would allow myself. Of course not, I have Liliya to take care of.

But with today's events I made an exception.

I still can't believe it. Rose is the infamous Miss Marie that my Liliya idolizes so much. Lily, my daughter adores Rose, my love, her mother. I just had a hard time processing it. Today, thinking has been hard for me. Which is how I found myself in this make shift bar.

I grab the bottle of liquor that I had been working on and poured myself another shot.

"How many of those have you had tonight?" A younger guardian said from beside me, he was one of the new recruits I had shown around campus the day Rose ran from me. Thinking of her running spiked a flare of anger in me and I downed my shot to hopefully squash that feeling. Hmm... How many have I had tonight? Damn, I don't know. Math gets increasingly difficult when you've been drinking.

"No clue," I shrugged. Even if I had known I wouldn't have told him, it was really none of his business.

"I think you're drunk," he prodded more causing me to roll my eyes.

"I'm fine." I growled, socializing was the last thing I wanted to do.

"I think he's fine," A feminine voice sounded from behind me. I didn't even turn to look at her, if I looked at her I would then be forced to engage in conversation.

"I'll take a shot." She says shamelessly flirting with me as she took a seat on my other side. I was then forced to look and found a tall brunette sitting next to me. She may have been tall, but she looked young, probably barely 21. I learned my lesson in being with young girls and would never go there again. So, I poured her a drink silently and pushed it to her.

She grabbed it and tossed it back making sure to wink at me as she did.

It was odd that she was obviously flirting with me. I wonder if she thought I would go home with her… maybe I would if she weren't so young. Maybe it would make me forget about that hurtful bitch. But I doubt it would.

Dammit, it's just my luck that my daughter wants me to go out with her mother. Of course, she loves her. When I saw her today it was a shock to the system. But I shouldn't have been surprised considering I knew she was here at the Academy. But seeing her and seeing the kind loving way she was with my daughter, it just lit something inside of me. The way she hugged her, even after she knew she was her daughter. It was like she really loved her, already. And I didn't want to see it. I didn't want to see her loving our child. Because then it was like she didn't leave us, she left me.

After Liliya was born and Rose left, I blamed Liliya for her leaving. I convinced myself that she left because of the baby. I thought if I never got her pregnant in the first place then she'd be here with me now. But now I see that wasn't the reason. Lily, wasn't the reason. Obliviously I was. God I'm pathetic, jealous of my own daughter, just because her mother loves her and not me. It was so wrong on so many levels.

I wanted her to leave. And when I told her to leave, she looked like she really wanted to get away from me, then she looked down at Lily and I could tell then. She looked at our daughter and didn't want to leave her, even if she had the choice to leave.

She wanted to leave me, but not Lily. Rose wanted absolutely nothing to do with me. We would never be a happy family all three of us. That's dangerous thinking in the first place. I couldn't allow my mind to wander to dreams of us being a happy family. I was too old for dreams. I had to be realistic for my daughter.

"So... Do you want to do some body shots?" The brunette asked me. I looked at her. She had the body of a twelve-year-old boy. Probably because she was still practically a child. I couldn't really look at her face; things were a little blurry from all the alcohol. But now that I'm thinking about it, I wouldn't have wanted to see her face.

Who wants to do body shots at this kind of bar anyway? I mean it's small and not even a real bar. And didn't you do that kind of shit at clubs, anyway?

"No." I told her sternly. It was time for her to leave.

Body shots were pretty sexual. And the last time I did something sexual with someone, was years ago, with Rose. Yes, it's been that long. I was pathetic, Rose was all I thought about. I don't get sexual attention from anyone. I focus all my energy on my daughter and not thinking about her mother. Though there is no success at the later.

It's funny because I was very experienced compared to Rose back in the day. But now? I'm sure she has a few more notches on her belt than me. My throat closed at the idea. Why the hell did I just think that was funny? How is Rose having sex with people who aren't me funny? That's horrible.

"Oh. You sure?" She asked disappointed.

It was sad that my rejection hurt her. But she was just, so not for me. Someday I would get back in the game, but not now. And not with her. I may be a down and depressed single dad but I wasn't about to go fuck some teenager. She's a guardian anyway, she should have some respect for herself, not offer her body to the first guy she sees.

"Yeah, I'm sure." There were plenty of guys around this bar. Surely, she could go bother someone else.

If I was going to date someone, I needed her to understand that my Liliya came first. Because she does, and always will.

Music was always playing in the background; I never really paid attention before. But this song's lyrics were pissing me off. It was an upbeat dance song. One that Rose would probably love. She always told me I had terrible taste in music. But it was the lyrics that I hated this time.

"Let's go all, the way tonight. No regrets, just love." What the hell? Seriously? That's what got me into this mess in the first place. Going all the way with the one I love.

That and not wearing condoms. Fuck, there was no possible way to know about that one. I mean it's supposed to be genetically impossible for Rose and I to have a child, but I know Liliya is mine. I never got a paternity test but my Grandmother called only a few days after I found out to congratulate me. No one questions Grandmother so I took her word for it and never wondered if Lily was mine again. I don't regret anything that happened on that night in the cabin, it was the single best night of my life and it was what gave me, my Liliya. Even if that took away the love of my life.

Fuck, I needed another drink.

The door to the bar opened as I poured myself another drink. I turned to look, and there she was. With her chocolate hair, down in waves around her beautiful face. Said beautiful face looked the same, just more adult. Her body was thinner but her curves were still there.

"Who's that?" The young Guardian whose name I still cannot remember said. I sent him a fierce glare that he didn't even notice since he was eye fucking Rose as she walked over to me.

Rose is here. My heart was racing. But she probably didn't want what I wanted from her. The thought made me bitter. What the hell did she want, then?

"Hey Comrade," she tried at being friendly.

"What the hell do you want?" I spat, ignoring her friendly greeting. She must have gotten the hint that I wasn't going to play nice because she stiffened at my tone.

"I want to talk to you. But I can see you're not in the best..." She started to say, but I cut her off.

"I am exactly how you left me." I said. Her mouth just dropped open. Look at that she's speechless for the second time today.

"Who's this?" The young brunette asked to me referring to Rose.

Rose shifted her attention to the girl who was beside me like she had just noticed her presence. "Who the hell are you? We're having a grown-up conversation. Isn't it past your bedtime anyway?" Rose set her face in a scowl.

The young Brunette looked at me surprised; I just shrugged my shoulders keeping my face neutral. So, she just left. Smart move. I don't know how much self-control Rose has these days, but the young brunette shouldn't act all pissed, I was not her boyfriend.

"So, what is it?" I asked

"I wanted to talk to you about Lily." She said seeming nervous suddenly. I figured... It's not like she'd fall into my arms and say "'Oh Dimitri, I love you.'"

"I don't want to talk about this here." I stated. That annoying younger Guardian was still eye fucking Rose, listening in on our conversation.

"Okay. Where then?" Rose asked

I grabbed the bottle I had been working on and walked out of the bar with it. Rose followed me.

"Do you really think you should be drinking more?" She asked me.

"Do you really think you should be telling me what to do?" I asked

"I just never thought I'd ever see you like this," she gestured to me as we walked out of the door. I raised an eyebrow in question. She just smirked raising her own. "Shitfaced," she explained.

"Why don't you join me then. You shouldn't make me drink alone," I extended the bottle to her.

"No thanks, I'm supposed to stay sober. I think after 30 days I get a chip and everything," she joked. So, she's being forced to stay sober? I couldn't help the small laugh that passed my lips.

"What?" She stopped walking and glared at me.

"Rose Hathaway 22 and is still being told what to do. It's funny you're so tame now."

She looked down at the bottle clutched in my hand longingly. She wanted a drink. Badly.

Finally, her hand swooped down and grabbed the bottle from my own and she took a long pull. She finished drinking and looked up at me, "I am anything but tame," she hissed. Any other man would wither away under the fierce glare of Rose Hathaway, but me? I get completely turned on.

I shook all the dirty thoughts out of my head and continued down the stairs and out of the building.

"Where are you going?" She asked me, taking another long pull from the bottle.

"I'm going home," I stated watching her hips sway as she walked.

"I don't think Lily should have to see you like this." She said turning to me.

"Well you don't get the right to make that decision. You forfeited your parental rights, remember?" I bit.

She choked up, trying to control her anger, but it won out.

"Fuck you!" she spat at me. "I was 17. You were 24, an adult. Good for you, for making the right decision. But I was just a stupid kid. And I didn't think I could take care of her, or you." She sniffed and wiped her nose a little, again taking another drink from my bottle.

Shit, my heart hurt as I saw that. I've only seen Rose cry a few times and usually I only saw the aftermath, the red eyes and puffy face, never the actual tears. She looked so vulnerable in that moment. I haven't seen her look so weak, so broken in such a long time. I brushed my thumb across her closed eyes, wiping her tears away.

"You'll make sure Lily doesn't see me like this." I said softly, tenderly.

She nodded and we began walking again, this time in silence.

"We're here; do you want me to help you in?" She asked me, I nodded. I didn't really need her help. I mean I walked all the way over her on my own, but I didn't want her to go either. Not now that she was here with me.

I took the keys out of my pocket and opened the door. I walked to my room and she followed holding me so I wouldn't fall. Her soft fingers felt so good against my skin. She hasn't touched me in so long.

I threw the keys down on my nightstand and sat on my bed facing Rose who looked nervous and out of place in my bedroom. "Your rooms a lot bigger now, it's nice," She commented with a nervous smile, passing me the bottle.

Hmm... Rose Hathaway nervous? Very different.

"Yeah," I said talking a gulp of the liquor. I passed the bottle to her.

"Well I guess I should go now…" She said letting her voice trail off.

"Didn't you want to talk to me about Lily? We can do that now." It was lousy of me to use Lily to convince her to stay. But I was so lonely and I've been hurting over missing her so much.

"But you're drunk." She stated.

"And you need to be." I replied passing the vodka bottle back to her. She took easily this time. She took another long drink.

"I want to be a part of Lily's life, if you'll let me." She said

"Why?" I needed to know she was disrupting our daughter's life for a good reason. Should I decide to let her see her.

She kept drinking the vodka, building up her nerve. It was like she knew what she wanted to say, but she didn't know how to put it in words.

"Because, I love her. I love spending time with her. And when I'm not around her I think about her. She's just so great and I fear I made a mistake in leaving..."

She started to say something else. But my lips against hers cut her off. I don't know what came over me but I've been dreaming of her saying those last words to me for years. And now she said them.

Her lips were soft and plump. She slightly opened her mouth and I welcomed the invitation. She tasted like Rose and vodka. Great combination, I'd say the best.

I gently pushed her on my bed. I expected her to say no or something but she didn't. She just laid on her back and pulled me close to her. I kissed down her neck over to her breast. She moaned, and like always it was the best sound I've ever heard.

I trailed open-mouthed kisses down her neck and heard her gasp. "Dimitri, you're drunk," she said her words were slightly moaned.

"You don't care," I said grabbing her legs to wrap them around my waist. Damn, I missed having them wrapped around me. I ground my bottom half into her and relished in the throaty moan it caused. I loved knowing I still had that effect on her.

"Dimitri, I'm drunk," She protested weakly grinding her hips into mine. Fuck. She would be the death of me.

I pulled back, "I don't care. I've wanted this for so long." I breathed looking into Rose's eyes.

"Me Too." She breathed back.

First off. This is not a Cliffhanger.

I just didn't want to write Rose and Dimitri's first time together drunk. You all know I'm not opposed to writing lemons but since Rose is drunk and her memory will be fuzzy on everything that happened last night I decided to take out the scene.

Don't kill me!

I swear Rose and Dimitri will get their fair share of Lemons. I just want their first one not to be drunken.

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