Hey guys. This is a re-write to chapter 5 in Rose's POV. I know, the last one was really bad and I felt like I had to redo it. Thanks for all of your guys' support! It means a lot to me. Keep the comments coming! And for next time, I would like to get at least 7 more on it. I don't have to wait if it takes too long. Just a personal goal. Well… Here it is! :)

God, I want to get out of this damn coma. I wanted to talk to Dimitri. I wanted to talk to Adrian. I wanted to talk to Lissa and Christian and Mia. I even wanted to wake up so I could smack Ambrose and Daniella. I missed everyone. I know they all missed me. Christian even held my hand yesterday when him and Lissa came to see me. It was pretty major. The saddest thing is that Christian would never hold my hand unless he felt bad for me. He wouldn't feel bad for me unless I was dead… Or almost dead.

And I know that I would never dye on my friends. Never. If only I could just wake up so I could tell them that. I don't need anyone's pity. I have my own. And I don't even pity this… Situation. They should know I'm a fighter.

I wanted Adrian to dream walk me so at least someone would know. Someone could be the messenger.

I was also so freaking bored. No one had visited me since Lissa and Christian. And Dimitri. Dimitri… I couldn't stop thinking about what he had said. I still didn't know how I felt about it.

And then after Dimitri left… What Christian had said.

Lissa was at her usual spot on my left side and, like I said, Christian actually held my other hand. He didn't say anything for most of the time. He just sat there and rubbed my hand. They were there for the usual couple of hours and the nurse called Lissa out of the room. After she closed the door, Christian came right up to my ear and said to me, "Rose. Wake up. I know you're in there. You've got to get up. I know it doesn't seem like it but I… Care about you. I don't love you. Eww. That would be gross. But you're my friend. And more importantly, you're Lissa's. She has been so sad since that night. But, the thing is, we don't even really know what happened. She didn't want to see you getting killed, so I stayed with her in her room until the "execution" was over. The whole court is depressing without you. I can't believe I'm saying this, especially to you, but everyone needs you, Rose. Just, please wake up."

That was probably more than he had said to me in my whole life. When Lissa had opened the door, she mumbled, "Come on Christian. We have to go. They're going to question us again about what we know about Rose."

"Okay. I'll be there in a minute. You can go on with out me. I'll catch up." The door closed again. Then he came back down on me.

"You'd better wake up from that coma soon or, so help me God, I will make you." He whispered. He was digging his nails into my skin. And did it hurt! He wasn't kidding with me. Then, without warning, he stood up and left.

Yea. That was the last human contact I had. And yes, I agree with him 100,000%.

But, how do you wake up from a coma? I've tried. I'm mentally ready. More than ready. And I feel physically ready. But, they are giving me morphine and I'm probably in a drugged induced coma. That means they probably gave me Propofol. I wonder when they are going to be ready to do something about me. Well, for one, they could take me off of the meds. That would sure as hell wake me up. It would hurt, but it would wake me up.

But, until that happened, I had another visitor.

"Right this way, Mr. Zeklos." Zeklos? Ah, hell! He was here? What was he doing here? He didn't care about me. He made a rumor that I'd had sex with him and that I let him drink my blood. One of the dirtiest, skankiest things a person could do.

What do you want? I pounded in my head. I wanted to wake up so I could smack him too.

He walked over to me and put his arm on my shoulder. Get your hand off of me you jackass. I don't have time for you.

"Ah Rose… Stupid, stupid Rose." Jesse said. He was the stupid one coming here. Seriously. I was getting some of the crappiest people coming to visit me.

"I thought I could come and say some things I couldn't say while you were conscious. How about it?" He chuckled to himself. "Well, I guess you don't have a choice. You're drugged."

Bring it on, big boy. You'll give me just another reason for me to break an arm or two when I get out. I thought.

"Well, lets see… You're a bitch. And you know what? I'm glad Bekilov found us that one night. I know we were going to go farther. That would have been a big mistake. Now I realize that. Good luck with your life. I'm done with you. You're friend Lissa on the other hand…" He said.

Oh HELL NO! I screamed. He will never ever get with Lissa. I'll kill him before he gets to her heart; or her pants. I know that's the only thing what he wants. Christian is hers. That's all I need to know. Jesse will be lucky if he makes it out alive when I'm done with him.

"Well, that's really all I have to say. That and I don't think you should make it out of this whole thing alive. Just saying."

That makes two people. What else is new?

He left. Walking out with, what I guessed were long, confident strides. He wasn't going to be able to walk like that ever again when I wake up, if I have anything to say about it. He was going to lose some confidence (And maybe a body part or two.)

Everything grew silent.

Now I just needed to get to sleep so I could tell Adrian that. After about an hour or so, my wish came true.

"So, my little dhamphir… I see you again." He said.

"Adrian!" I yelled. "You're here! I'm so happy! I missed you." I smiled.

"How are you?" he asked, smiling back.

"Umm, I'm okay. I need you to do something for me though. Are you up for it?" I asked.

"Anything for you, Rose."

"Okay. This is going to sound kind of weird, but… I can hear everything that people say when they come by my room. It's like the doctors have taken away everything but my hearing... Are you with me so far?"

He gave me an awkward face. "So, everything people say, you can hear?"

"Yes." I said. "And by the sound of it, things are bad there without me. People are depressed and some people are doing things they aren't supposed to." Cough cough Jesse. "I need you to tell the nurses to take me off my medications and wake me up. I need to be here and awake so I can keep you all in shape. Can you do that for me?" I asked.

"Rose… That's really dangerous. That bullet went through your lung. You're going to hurt like hell. And I don't know if they're going to let you do it. Even if I advocated for you."

"Please, Adrian. I need this right now. You know I can take this. Please. If it's too much, I'll ask to be put back on the meds. I promise."

"Do you really think I believe that?" he asked with an offended and concerned look. "But… If it makes you happy… I'll do it.. But I don't think I can be in the same room with you screaming, no matter how much I want to be with you."

"Thank you!" I screamed, and gave him a big hug, "Now go on. You have a favor from your loving girlfriend to fulfill." I said. Before I let him go, I gave him a big kiss on the lips. I knew he liked that. I saw a big smile on his face as he was going, as a knight, to save his damsel in distress.