Okay, I LOVE you guys. I got home after an excruciating day helping my aunt move and when I checked my inbox I was like "OMG! A gazillion new messages? OMG!" Seriously, I loved all the reviews I got O_o And sorry I didn't reply to well, most of them. I just got too carried away with reading them all :D

I'm glad you all loved the last chapter so I'll try and make this one uber great too in hopes of more happy reviews (I've got over a 100 now!)

Disclaimer: I am not Richelle Mead. I only own Jas and shall not sell him. Unless Dimitri is in the price…

I was lying on the couch, debating between getting up to go running in such a tired state or sit staring at the ceiling. It was two am and I couldn't sleep. What the hell? I threw my feet over the edge of the couch and grabbed my runners. My mind was spinning. I kept asking myself how far I would have gone with Jas if Dimitri had not interrupted us. I didn't like to think of myself as a slut but the thought that I would have gone as far as I needed to get back at Dimitri still burned inside me. I wrapped my hand around the doorknob, pulled the door open and almost screamed. Jas was standing right in front of the door with his hand up in a fist like he was about to knock. "What are you doing here?" I whispered/hissed.

"I was coming to see you," he whispered back truthfully.

"At two am?"

"Well… I figured your Russian guy wouldn't interrupt us at this time…"

So, he had been thinking the same thing as I had. Well, probably a bit different… I rolled my eyes at him and felt a cool breeze come into the house. I shivered. "What to come in? Feels chilly out there."

He happily obliged, stepping inside and pulling me with him to the couch. He sat down and pulled me on top of him, wrapping his arms around my waist. "You know, we didn't get to finish on the step earlier. Where did we leave off exactly?"

I smiled at his flirtation. Should I even bother with this while Dimitri wasn't around? Well, he was upstairs but he wouldn't be coming down. There was no chance to make Dimitri jealous with this, no excuse to actually go on with Jas. "What are you trying to do, Jas? You can't make Dimitri jealous at two in the morning."

He smiled sadly. "How many times do I have to tell you I don't care about Dimitri anymore? I'm more than happy to suffice with you, original mission failed." He pulled me closer and pressed his lips against mine. I responded automatically, twining my hands in his hair. I sucked in a breath through my nose, already feeling breathless. This wasn't like kissing Dimitri, not as much fire, not like kissing Adrian, not as much love, but it was nice. I didn't have any promises to keep. I wasn't making any right now. I knew that I was going to be leaving soon, or as soon as Sydney called, so I didn't feel too guilty about succumbing. His hands went down and under my shirt, gliding his hands across the smooth skin of my back. One of my hands explored his chest, feeling the hard muscles under his shirt. He moaned at my touch, giving me full access to his mouth. I slipped my tongue in, exploring this new part of him. Jas pulled my legs hard around his hips, making us closer still. Heat burned between us as his shirt suddenly disappeared, shortly followed by mine. He grabbed me, pushing me down onto the couch and crawling on top, are lips not once losing contact. I moaned at the sudden new position and used my legs to pull him close. My hands traveled down his back, along his sides, through his hair. His hands felt my butt, my legs. Heat, pressure, pleasure. It felt nice to finally let loose, knowing there couldn't be any consequences with someone I probably wouldn't see much longer and then never again.

And then it was all gone, my bare skin taking assault to the sudden absence of Jas's body heat.

I opened my eyes to ask what happened to find him in a headlock. With Dimitri. His arms muscles bulged sexily, his face contorted in anger. Why did this remind me so heavily of the Jesse incident?

"Woah! Dimitri! You're chocking him!" Jas's face was turning an unattractive shade of purple.

"That's the goal," Dimitri grunted. Jas gave a little squeal and started thrashing, attempting the manoeuvre to get out of headlocks but Dimitri was too strong.

I jumped up, grabbing hold of Dimitri's hands and trying to release his grasp. I couldn't have him killing Jas. His fingers didn't budge. "Dimitri! Let go! Now!" He locked eyes with me for a second and dropped Jas. Jas fell to the floor, gasping for breath.

"Y-you're nuts," he breathed. "Absolutely… insane."

Dimitri picked him up by the collar and I was about to jump up again but Dimitri just opened the door, throwing Jas out like yesterday's garbage. He turned around, silent, and headed towards the stairs. I grabbed him arm. "What. The. Hell?" I asked, quietly shrieking. I was actually surprised this had all taken down in a house full of Dhampirs and no one had come to help.

"I could ask you the same thing. Why were you making out with street scum on my family's couch?" He crossed his arms to make himself look all intimidating. It worked.

I threw my hands up in the air. "I have the right to! How did you even know I was down here? You spying again?" I asked the last one playfully, trying to ease the tension.

"I couldn't sleep and I heard the door open, talking and then some loud moaning. I figured you might be in pain." Well, that's embarrassing.

"Well, I wasn't."

"Obviously. And you might want to put your shirt on."

I looked down to see that I was still topless. At least I still had my bra on. Or maybe that was unfortunate. "Why? Feel as if you can't hold back? You don't have to you know."

"I just saw another guy all over you. Trust me, I'm not turned on." Hahahaha. Ouch.

I glared at him, pulling my shirt on and then I was out the door, running.

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In. Out. In. Out. I'd been running for a good three hours now, trying to get rid of some of the energy that was getting my nerves all wound up and jittery. The whole Jas and Dimitri thing was getting me all pissed, every time I thought about it. Why couldn't Jas just keep his hands to himself? Why was Dimitri such a bastard? It felt good releasing all that energy despite the fact that I was totally toasted and ready to hit the sack. I turned around, heading back to the house, the ground crunching loudly in the quiet of the early morning. The air still held the chill of the night as I ran quickly, no longer worrying about conserving my energy. The moment I walked through those doors, I would be falling upon my bed and sleeping 'till next week. Well, that was my plan anyways.

I rounded the corner onto the house's street and saw a couple figures that looked suspiciously like Dimitri and Jas standing there in defensive stances, like they were about to fight. I put on a burst of speed, ramming myself in between the two of them. "Okay guys! No piss fights!" I placed a hand on each of their chests and they eased up, fractionally. I didn't need anymore headlock scenarios.

"Rose," Dimtri growled, "get out of the way." He kept his eyes on Jas and too late realized his slip.

Jas raised an eyebrow. "Rose? Thought it was Rach." He flicked his eyes at me, not wanting to give Dimitri an opening to attack.

I used the story I had used earlier for the cashier. "Rose is my middle name. I had gone by it for a while and finally switched back to my first. Now, what the hell is going on?" I hadn't shifted from my position. The warmth from their over puffed chests felt nice on my cool ones.

Jas looked like he wanted to continue that conversation on my name but Dimitri cut in. "Jazz, here, was telling me just what his goals were to do with you. They didn't make me like him any more than I already don't." After hearing Jas last night, I wasn't surprised. This morning probably didn't help.

"Hey! I have the right to fantasize. She is basically my girlfriend." I held back an eye roll.

"And you're defending my honour?" I asked Dimitri, slightly shocked.

"In a brotherly way," he said quickly.

"So, have you slept with any of your other sisters?"

Everything became very quiet.

Jas whistled. "Low blow. Wait, you slept with him? I thought you hadn't slept with any of your boyfriends. I didn't even know he had been your boyfriend."

Whatever man-pride fight that had been going on before was forgotten, now replaced with Jas's jealousy and Dimitri's attempt to stay as neutral as possible.

I rolled my eyes at Jas, crossing my arms defensively. "I only said that about Adrian. And Dimitri wasn't my technically my boyfriend… Know what, nevermind. Just, nevermind." Once again, not a topic I wanted to get into with him. If he had too much legit information on me, it might help in some sort of identification… not that anyone knew I had slept with Dimitri or anything… I think. And I didn't think Jas would kill me…

Jas glared at me. How could he be angry with me? He knew that the whole point of his role was to get Dimitri and me back together. This morning not withstanding. "Fine. As long as you aren't sleeping with him anymore I guess I can accept that… But forgive? Not until you do the same with me," he gave me a wicked smile and raised his eyebrows suggestively. I sighed, hitting him in the back of the head before walking into the house. Before closing the door though, I yelled behind me, "No more piss fights!"

I pulled off my shoes, flopping onto the couch, stomach down. I buried my face into the cushion, trying to drown out the noise of talking down the hall. I fell into a half sleep, something inside me refusing to allow me rest at this time of day, especially when an instinct was saying something was wrong. Something. It quieted down and I fell into a slightly deeper slumber, turning onto my back. Tired images swirled around my head. I faintly heard the soft tapping of someone walking towards me and then a feeling of being watched replaced the noise. Too tired, I didn't move or make any motions of me knowing they were there. I heard a creak of the floorboards as the person shifted their body weight. Warm breath misted on my cheek and I felt soft lips press against my forehead, my nose, my chin, everywhere but my lips. Fingers caressed my cheek, supposedly pushing some hair behind my ears. The fingers then lightly traced my lips, sending butterflies into a frenzy within my stomach. I wanted to open my eyes but feared it was all a dream and I would make it all disappear if I did. Gentle pressure pressed on my lips as the exquisite smell of Dimitri's aftershave filled my nose. Something lightly tickled my cheek. Hair, I decided. I felt him smile against my lips and heard a faint whisper that sounded like 'Revenge'. My breathing speeded up just slightly and my lips parted fractionally but my dream pulled away, walked away. Damn.

I groaned, sitting up just as Viktoria crashed into the living room. "Rach! There's a Guardian here telling everyone that they're holding a community meeting in an hour. Everyone is to attend. Get your ass up."

I glared. "What's it about?" I asked sleepily. "I'm tired as hell."

She shrugged. "Everyone who doesn't attend shall be charged with avoiding justice… or something along those lines." She pointed upstairs, "Get up and look decent."

Okay, something was definitely wrong, but I had no idea what it was.

I pulled myself up into a sitting position and walked up stairs where I immediately pulled my sweaty running clothes off, tossing them across the room into my hamper. I walked into the bathroom and stood under the shower, somehow cutting my shower to twenty-five minutes. I dried my hair, leaving it down, and pulled on some clothing I had gotten with Viktoria. Clothes that were un-Rose-like but still sexy. I jammed my glasses on, not even bothering with make up. The lack of sleep was catching up with me and I just couldn't fathom the idea of holding a stick to my eye. I probably didn't even have the motor control at this point. I stumbled down the stairs. This meeting had better be damned important, or I'm going to kill someone.

Everyone was sitting in the living room, waiting for me I assumed. I yawned loudly and held out my arms to Dimitri. "Carry me, Comrade."

"You have legs," he retorted. But I could see something sparkle in his eyes.

I 'humphed' and walked over to him, my eyes sagging closed slightly. "Only this far. From here," I flopped onto the couch, "my legs are out of order till further notice." I let my eyes close.

"Ugh, get up." I hadn't noticed that I'd flopped on his legs.

"My bad," I smiled.

"Rach. Get. Up. Now." His tone was menacing.

"Fine! Only if you carry me though."

I felt strong arms underneath me. Victory! And then I tumbled back down to the floor with a loud thump. "There. I carried you to the door."

"Rachhhhh, let's go. It starts in like, five minutes." Viktoria hauled me up to my feet and pushed me out the door. Sucking up my fatigue, I started walking. A hand on my shoulder stopped me.

"If you're not going to let me go, I won't."

"Wrong way." I turned to see a smiling Dimitri in front of me and the rest of his family walking away from us.

"Oh." I walked in the direction of the Belikov's, Dimitri by my side. "I was having the weirdest dream before Viktoria woke me up." I looked out of peripheral to see if Dimitri reacted in any way. I so didn't want it to be a dream.

His face stayed neutral. "Weird?"

"Not weird in a bad way, but weird in the fact that I hadn't had a dream like it for a while. It was nice."

"You going to tell me what it was about?"

"Nope. But it made me extremely happy." Really, really effing happy.

"I recently had a dream that resembled your… adjectives."

"Oh? You going to tell me what it was about?"

"Nope." I smiled as he threw my word back at me. "Though I'm not so certain it was a dream anymore." Cause it wasn't…

"Is that so?"

"Yeah. Too realistic."

"Same."

We walked the rest of the way in silence, following 'our' family. They really had become my family all over again. Soon, I heard the noise that followed big crowds and then we saw them all. The whole community was standing in a field around a raised podium. On that podium was a Guardian… a royal Guardian at that. I recognised him as one of the Queen's personal Guardians. Oh shit. Oh shitty shit shit. I gripped Dimitri's arm but he had the same look of shock and panic on his face as I had. "We should run," he whispered almost inaudibly in my ear.

I shook my head. "Too suspicious. Let's just blend in with the crowd. There's lots of people here and maybe they aren't looking for us…" Yeah, and why else would they be here? To offer their sincerest regards to a community that they never cared about before?

He nodded, still not wanting to stay but agreeing to my command nonetheless.

We navigated the crowd, holding hands as to not get separated. We spotted Olena and walked up beside her. Her face, too, was tense with agitation. Yeva looked at us, not saying anything. I was about to ask her weither we should leave or not but the Guardian started speaking, er, yelling, for everyone to quiet down. Everyone complied, stopping their conversations and questions for the while. The Guardian waited a few more moments before starting to talk, loudly, to the crowd. "Thank you, everyone, for gathering here at such short notice." Not that you didn't threaten those who didn't show up or anything… "We have a very important issue to pose today. A woman, who was supposed to be on trial for the murder of Queen Tatiana a few days ago, is still loose. She is dangerous, smart and lethal to everyone who interacts and crosses her. If anyone has seen, spoken to, knows that Rosemarie Hathaway has passed through here, or is still present here, please step forward with your information. If anyone is caught withholding such information or has helped her, knowing her identity, you will be charged with obstructing law and be granted the title of her accomplice. If, Rose Hathaway, you are present, I suggest revealing yourself now and face lesser consequences than those if you continue to hide and we find you. There is no running away, no hiding from us." A shiver of fear rippled through my body and I squeezed Dimitri's hand tighter. At least everyone here knew me as Rach, not Rose. However, a few people here, including Jas, knew that I used to go by Rose. Maybe they wouldn't make the connection. The Guardians eyes swept the crowd, not pausing at my face, thank god, and then nodded, motioning that his speech was complete. Why hadn't they mentioned Dimitri?

The crowd erupted in noise once again and started to slowly disperse, some people looking at me with curious eyes, probably starting to make connections of the used-to-be-Rose-now-Rach. I looked down at the ground, trying to hide my face from the on-lookers. We had to leave.

Dimitri and I ran back to the house, still clutching to each other, and tumbled in through the door. We were both breathing heavily though not from the running. This was sere panic. "What do we do?" I squeaked. Adrenaline was pumping through my veins, pushing out my exhaustion but it didn't help my brain think any clearer.

He took a few more deep breaths before answering. "We have to split, but not today. We have to wait it out a few days, stay hidden. They'll be watching for any abrupt leaves. I don't know how, or why, but they know you're here. Or at least suspect it. Why would they think you're in Russia?"

"Because you're with me. And after being Strigoi, they knew you'd want to come back. The question is, why didn't they mention you?"

He shook his head, cursing to himself in Russian. "I'm the reason you might get caught. You're in danger because of me." He swore again. He let go of my hand, leaving it in the cold, and raked both of his hands through his hair in frustration. "Damn it. Why hasn't Sydney called yet? We need her to tell us where to go!" He grabbed my phone out of my jean pocket, causing butterflies to flap away from his closeness, and checked for any missed calls. There were none, I knew. I had been checking every five minutes for the past few days. He grunted. "We'll just have to go, anywhere. We stay for a couple more days. I hope that they'll be gone by then. Hopefully they won't search any houses. But they'll probably check mine anyways, since this is my family's. Damn it. I'm the danger again." He turned in front of me, gripping my shoulders. I winced at his strong grip. "You need to go, without me. If they come and see me here I can say I left because I couldn't stand being away from my family any longer. I can say I didn't see you. My family won't tell. After they leave, I'll find you."

I shook my head, breaking out of his grip. "No, Dimitri. You think that after going through hell itself to get you back I'm just going to leave? Don't kid yourself. It's not going to happen." I crossed my arms. "We leave together."

I looked like he was going to argue for a moment but then decided against it, knowing how stubborn I could be when I wanted to be. "Fine. But, stay low. Don't draw attention to yourself and please stay away from Jas." I wanted to think that was just from jealousy but I could hear legitimate concern and seriousness behind it. I nodded. "Good." He let out of a breath of relief, happy I hadn't argued that point.

"So, two days. Stay low, get out." He nodded. Plan complete, we collapsed on the couch simultaneously just as the rest of the Belikovs walked in, accompanied by Jas.

They all sat down, expertly hiding any worry or apprehension from their faces with Jas around. Everyone acted like nothing was wrong while my insides broiled and burned with a fear I hadn't felt in a long time. I hadn't felt this fear when I lost the first 'trial', not this fear when in jail or escaping it. I hadn't even felt this when running for my life from Dimitri the Strigoi. Was being caught by pissed Guardians really that much scarier than being locked in a building full of bloodthirsty Strigoi? Viktoria squeezed my hand. With that little bit of pressure, the adrenaline started leaving my system and I felt really drowsy. "I got to get to bed…" I mumbled before heading, er, stumbling, up the stairs, only to make it to the third step before strong arms scooped me up. I fell asleep in the embrace of a God.

I'll be honest, I did not see this coming. And I'm the one that wrote it.

So, what do you guys think is going to happen? How'd they find out where Rose is? Do they really even know she's there? Why didn't they ask for Dimitri? Will the Guardians check their house?

-takes dramatic breath- Guess you'll have to wait… but you can still make guesses in the reviews xD

Revieeeeewwww pleeeeese. I gave you an RxJ and RxD moment, you owe me.