Allrighty.. I promise to sometime give more clues as to why exactly they need Anastasia to rule right at this moment…

The next morning Anya woke with a start. She glanced around the room and then back at Dimitri who was snoring softly. He seemed to be just fine compared to the night before. She ran and hand through his soft messy brown hair. His mouth was half open.

"He looks so funny asleep." She muttered out loud.

"Don't think I can't hear you." He turned to look at her. "Man you look so cute, I almost forgot how you looked with your messy ponytail hair." He leaned up and kissed her. His lips began to travel down her neck slowly.

"Dimitri, stop it... We're in a hotel near the outskirts of Russia." But she knew he wasn't going to give up just like that. As she could feel his hands run down her back. Pulling her to him. She just gave into it after about ten minutes.

The light finally shone into the room. As they were getting dressed again Anya was brushing her hair in front of the vanity. She was humming the song from the music box lightly.

"What are you humming?" Dimitri asked re buttoning his shirt.

"Well, "Once upon a December." I really just don't know why but for some reason I keep thinking about it." She had finally pulled her hair back up into her "Anya" ponytail. "I think there may be more than meets the eye to that song or something.."

"Maybe, like what?" he had finished and headed over to her. She was fidgeting her necklace.

"I'm not entirely sure.. Dimitri I had.." Just as Anya was about to tell Dimitri about the dream she had, when just then they heard sirens outside the window. They looked down to see at least ten police down in the streets. They seemed to all be talking with one another as if passing on information.

"Time to go." Dimitri noted as they grabbed what little they had, left the keys on the vanity and ran out the door to the hallway. They could hear the men downstairs as they swarmed into the place like a bunch of angry hornets.

"Have you seen these two? They're both wanted for robbery and treason." The police showed the nice inn keeper a picture of both Anya and Dimitri. He glanced downward at it.

"I rented a room to them, second floor. Room 202."

Dimitri signaled over to Anya to move into the hall closet, since no window could be seen from where they were. Once in among the cleaning supplies; Dimitri watched the men bust into the room from a small crack in the door. Once they had entered he took Anya's hand and led her out and down the stairs avoiding the counter, they went out the back door.

Outside the inn; the back was like a small garden of some sort. He pulled her behind a bush as the men headed out the door as well. They were muttering very fast. "You think they got pretty far?"

"Nah, there is no fresh footprints in this snow. Something tells me they are still around here." The police looked towards the bushes. Anya gave a small gasp but Dimitri put his hand over her mouth. She instantly relaxed her shoulders and all as they stood there with the snow constantly falling. Just then another man stepped forward. He was rather tall and wore a large black suit with a bit of a gold tie.

"Are they here?" He asked, he had a very low tone almost frightening, like some sort of demon or something. Definitely not friendly. His jet black hair slicked onto his head. His cold and crule steelgrey eyes pierced through them. Almost as if he could see right through the bushes.The police pointed out into the yard.

"They've got to still be here unless they went out the front door which is impossible since we've got like ten more guys out there." The police responded.

"Remember, if you see them do not shoot but call for me. I've got the gun that the boss ordered to use on them." He had pulled out a large silver gun.

Dimitri could easily see the familiar little yellow darts that one of had hit him. He felt a slight pang in his leg from where it had hit him. The item may have been small but like Anya, it packed an unexpected punch.

"Then it's lights out for Anastasia and her servant boy." He chuckled as he clicked the safety off the gun. The police grinned as well with him before leaving to go search.

"Come on, we can go behind that other bush and then it's only one small fence to jump before we are out of here." Dimitri whispered to her helping to lead her silently out of the bush they were currently in and past another one. They had almost gotten out when jumping the fence Anya lost her gripping and fell backwards onto the cold cement.

"Anya, are you all right?" Dimitri whispered through the fencing. "I'm coming back over for you hold on."

She felt pain all down her back. She had connected with the cold pavement very hard. Although nothing felt broken or too badly injured. Anya looked up to the back of the inn to see the man in black standing over her. Her eyes went wide. He had the gun pointed at her. Even though she knew it was the "dart" gun, it still scared her that this time she couldn't even run.

"So you're the princess Edven is after. The world famous Anastasia." He looked at her from head to toe. His stare was about as icy cold as the temprature surrounding them. "You sure don't look much like a princess or royalty."

Just then Dimitri landed in a large "slump" beside her. He looked upward to see a big silver gun in his face. He didn't know quite what to do either. For once the former con man had not one trick he could pull out of his sleeve.

"Wow, I just hit the daily double. The kitchen boy as well. Oh he'll be so pleased when I turn you both in." The man smiled as he pulled the trigger releasing a dart into Dimitri first. Then he turned to Anya. "Do svidanya Anastasia."

As she felt the dart break into her skin she could feel her whole arm just give out. She could tell it was spreading throughout her entire body as her eyes began to shut, the last thing she saw was two men carrying Dimitri. She tried to get up but two men had grabbed her as well. She flailed her legs before her whole world turned to darkness.

Anya finally awoke feeling pretty nauseous. Her head pounded as she looked around at where she was. She was on some huge bed along with Dimitri passed out beside her. She tried to move only to find that her legs were stuck in some sort of material. She looked down at herself. She was in some huge regal dress that was about the shade of her eyes blue. It was soft like silk or some other material along the lines of that. She found that a crown was upon her head along with a large necklace and earrings. She felt like a Christmas tree that people just put way too much stuff upon.

"Dimitri, Dimitri wake up please." She shook him lightly. He was dressed in some sort of suit that was fancy as well. It was ruby red with small tassels on his shoulders. "Dimitri wake up!" She pushed him off of the bed getting fed up. As he awoke after landing.

"Ow, Anya what did you do that for?!" he rubbed his head. "Wait why are you.. and where are we?" Dimitri's head also hurt. Probably from the amount of sedative in the darts. He looked at himself in the mirror that sat across from the huge bed. He was dressed in some sort of royal attire as well. "What in the heck is going on here?!" He looked around the room they were in. It seemed to be some royal bedroom of some sort. The high ceilings had gold painted in vines and flowers. The bed also had above it at the head board was the symbol of the Romanov's. "The double headed eagle." He muttered before the doors opened and in marched about ten men, including the man she had last seen before they had passed out.

"I see you both have awoken." He noted. "You two look so much more like royalty now since we had those awful peasant like clothes taken off of ya while knocked out." He glanced at Anya. "Now, you finally look like the Grand Duchess you truly are." He sneered.

"Why are you doing this to me?!" She exclaimed getting off of the bed but standing aside Dimitri. She felt rather weighed down by all the decorations that had been placed upon her body.

"Why? Well because it's your birthright. Were just making sure you finally accept it all and stay where you are supposed to be. Besides how else would the Romanov prophecy be fulfilled if you aren't here?" Dimitri and Anya both looked at each other rather confused. "Ooops, I might have said too much there. Any way I just gotta baby-sit you two long enough for Edven to make it over here to Moscow."

Anya and Dimitri looked at each other yet again. "Romanov prophecy?!" They wondered what on earth he could mean. Well one thing was for sure they needed to get out somehow. Anya began to pace back and forth in the long dress. She liked wearing them but not when what she needed most was to be able to move around easily. She longed for her dress that Dimitri had bought her and the leggings.

"Anya, please there are bars on the window. The door is like bolted shut. We have no way of getting out of here." Dimitri was lying on the bed messing with the tassels that hung on his shoulders. He and she had both tried everything they could possibly think of to get out.

"Wait, I recognize this room. It was my parents!" She looked over at the mirror. "I remember coming in here and getting into my mothers makeup and Tatiana told on me boy she made me.." Just then she remembered something else. "There is a way out."

The guard who was on duty had fallen asleep listening to them trying so hard to pull or break the door open. He figured why not catch a few Z's. Just then the man in black had come yet again but this time Edven was with him. They were both grinning and laughing.

"I must say I am rather impressed. You captured both within only a few hours.. Quite impressive." He glanced at the guard. "Although, your security is slacking a bit."

The man tipped the guard out of his chair before using a key to finally unlock the doors. As they swung open both looked around. On the bed was a crown and a note. Edven picked up the paper and read it.

"Ha, don't think so..

Don't luv ya, Anya."

Haha, Anya is sooo cheeky.. hehe.. Ugh, takes out top hat and cane Da da da!!!