A/N: I only own the plot, all known characters belong to Richelle Mead. Beta by: KCLutz4475

Dimitri's POV

As I sat listening to Roza's story, I was getting angry that she was living in fear. No one should have to live in fear; I vowed to myself that I was going to do everything in my power to make sure that Roza was safe. I don't know what it was about this girl, but I could tell that she was different from the others that I have been with. Even though I haven't known her for very long it doesn't matter to me; she was special and I knew it and it wasn't just because she was an Egyptian Princess.

When Rose finished her story, I saw that she had tears falling down her face and my heart ached for her. I got out of my chair and went to kneel in front of her, she raised her head to look at me and I wiped the tears that were streaming down her face with my thumbs; she gave me a watery smile and I returned it.

"I'm sorry for crying." Roza said with a sniffle.

"Roza, please don't apologize for crying; what you went through was terrible. I'm going to help you in any way possible." I say to her in earnest.

She sniffled again and I placed a kiss on her cheek and asked her if she wanted to go to the kitchen with me to get something to eat, she nodded her head so I stood and helped her to her feet. Without letting go of one of her hands we walked to the kitchen to look for something to eat. When we got to the kitchen we looked until we found something that Roza wanted to have and after making it, we sat down and had a quiet lunch. I was trying to figure out how to go about helping her to get revenge for her sister, but I would figure out something.

I looked over to Roza and I could still see the sadness in her eyes, I figured that she might like a tour of the house; because there was no way that I was going to let her leave to fend for herself anymore. I was too involved now to let her slip away from me. After lunch I asked her if she would like to have a tour of the house and she agreed so after placing the dishes in the sink, I took her hand again and showed her all the rooms in the house. She didn't seem all that surprised to find out that my bedroom was not that far from hers. She was in love with the huge library that I had, but she seemed to favor the art room more. I showed her around my bedroom and that's when it hit me that she didn't have any clothes other than what was on her back at this present time and I knew that we were going to have to go out to get her some clothes. I finished with the tour and then I said, "So is there anywhere in particular that you like to shop?"

"Shop? Why would I need to shop?"

"Well I highly doubt that you want to walk around wearing those clothes and I'm guessing that you would like something more comfortable to sleep in."

"It would be nice to have more clothes, but I have to travel light so I can't be bogged down with suitcases of clothes while I'm on the run."

"Mo dorogaya Roza, do you honestly think that after promising to help you that I would kick you out of my house?"

She looked at me confused and then said, "You want me to stay here with you?"

"Only if you want to," I said to her.

I casted my eyes down from looking into her eyes. She looked at me for a few minutes and then flung her arms around my neck and started to cry again. I wrapped my arms around her and while rubbing my hand up and down her back I tried to calm her by telling her that everything was going to be alright.

After a few minutes she pulled back from the hug and wiped her nose on her sleeve. "I'm sorry for crying again, but you are the first person that I've come across that is willing to help me. Others have been kind, but not to the extent that you are."

"Think nothing of it mo Roza." I said while smiling at her, she smiled back and then told me that any place would be fine to get some clothes at. I nodded my head and decided that the mall would be the best place. I asked her if she wanted to go now and she agreed. We went down to my truck and after helping her in; I got in myself and drove to the mall.

I knew that if there were any problems, I would be able to take care of it, but I didn't think that anyone was going to try anything in a crowded mall... but you can never tell. On the way to the mall, I could tell that there was something bothering Roza and when I asked her what was wrong she answered with a question.

"Are you sure that you want to help me and have me living in your house?"

"Roza, I am too involved now to let you go out on your own without some sort of protection. I don't know what it is about you, but I know that I'm never letting you out of my life. I don't mean that in a creepy stalker way..."

"Don't worry Dimitri" Roza cut me off "I know what you mean."

I smiled over at her, glad that it was me that had found her in the woods and not someone who was chasing her. We reached the mall and after parking we walked in to the mall holding hands and began to look for clothes for her to wear. She picked out some jeans, t-shirts, a couple dresses, new shoes, undergarments, and nightgowns. We then got her some toiletries, make-up and a new necklace that she thought was pretty. Once we had everything that she need, we had lunch and then made our way back home again.

When we got home and I carried all of Roza's bags up to her room and left her to put the things where she wanted them. I told her that I would be in the art room should she need me and after placing a kiss on my cheek and thanking me; I walked out of the room glad that I was able to make her smile.

A/N: So there you have it, I still don't know what is going to happen in this story nor where it's going, but I hope that it will be awesome once it ends. Pics of some of Rose's new outfits can be found on my blog (link in profile) *waves* until next time.

Mo dorogaya Roza means my dear Rose. If 'my' is wrong my apologies, but I think that I have the right term for dear, a friend that speaks Russian gave me some words a long time ago.