I finally decided there is going to be three chapters left in this story because I just don't feel like writing this anymore. I don't feel that same excitement as I did before. So unfortunately it has to be cut short. Thanks to all who reviewed!

I don't own Vampire Academy …

Yaritza was taken aback. "This trip could have not been easier," she whispered.

The rest of us stared, more surprised than Yaritza had been. Vera looked at me; I stared at Adrian; Adrian stared at Jack; and Jack stared at Jrar Escovar. Jrar Escovar looked like he was used to the attention. He wore a very bright smile on his face as he looked us over.

"That's what you think, darling," he said, smiling.

"Huh?" I was the first one to recover.

"Just commenting on the lady's little statement. This trip is defiantly not easy."

Yaritza being Yaritza . . . she argued. "Yes it is. We could have spent weeks, even months, searching Europe just to find you. The simple fact that we've found you here on this very airplane has made the trip easy."

"If that's what you think, I can't change your viewpoint." He looked back at us and his eyes widened when he saw the person that was sitting in front of me. "Vera," he whispered.

"Hello, Jrar." That was Vera, polite as always.

"Vera, my beautiful, how have you been? What have you done of yourself for the past ten years? Tell me every little detail."

Jack coughed, his face getting red. The jealousy was kicking in.

"Jrar, I've been good thank you. I've married and am a mother of three now. I have another on the way, actually."

"Vera, that is quite a joy to hear. Who is the man that has gotten lucky?"

Vera smiled as she looked over at her husband. "This is my husband, Jack Ivashkov."

"An Ivashkov, Veraneese?" Veraneese? I had never, until now, known that Veraneese was Vera's actual name. "I thought you said you would never, ever go near an Ivashkov. I never thought you would actually marry an Ivashkov."

"Yes, I do remember saying that. But Jack changed my perspective of what my view point on Ivashkov men presented."

"Well, I guess people do sure change," he said, looking at Jack and Vera in a very nasty way as he sipped on his liquor.

"I couldn't agree more," Vera said, not smiling anymore.

All was quiet as we waited for our flight to be finished. How did Jrar Escovar know we were looking for him was something I didn't know. And I didn't really want to know. He continued to give Vera and Jack glares and they kept on returning the glares. A little situation up in the air. When the plane landed, a black limo pulled by the curb, and Jrar got in. We didn't know whether to follow or get our own ride. Jrar was giving us a look that gave us no option but to ride with him.

We slid inside the limo.

Yaritza was oblivious to the tension between Jack, Jrar, and Vera, but I saw Vera throw a grateful look at Yaritza when she coughed up a conversation with Jrar. I would be happy too.

"So you can save Strigoi, really?"

"Yes, I can, actually. There are multiple, obvious ways to do as so—but sometimes people are too blind to even notice these things. It's obvious, as said, but sometimes it's too obvious."

"Tell me a way to save a Strigoi." Yaritza said, getting all excited over what the guy was saying.

Yaritza sat a little too close to Jrar and I assumed he was liking that. "Well, the easiest way, a ring to a finger. It takes a Moroi that has had a fifty-year experience with Spirit to charm the rings, though."

"Yes, my husband was wearing the ring. It didn't sustain him for long. What else can you do?"

"The Spirit-Child," he said, taking a sip of whiskey he'd just poured himself.

"I knew about that, too, but someone failed to do so . . ."

"I wasn't going to give up my life just so you could be happy," I finally spoke up from myself. I irritated me when people talked about me like I wasn't there.

Jrar gave Yaritza a scolding look. "You would give up the happiness of your—sister—just for your own happiness? How selfish is that? I don't know whether to help you or not, anymore And not mention the fact that you would give up one of your child's life just so you can be happy."

"I would give up anything for Dimitri," she said, holding her head up high.

They stared down at each other.

"Very well, then. Once you're in, there is no going back."

"I don't care." She smiled. "I'll have Dimitri."

Taking a sip of whiskey, Jrar said, "You can never be so sure."

I'd be creeped out if I were Rose, Jack, Adrian, and Vera. Yaritza and Jrar seem to be perfect for each other, don't ya think? Review for the next chapter!

-M