Okay , thanks for waiting guys , went on a retreat and had a lot of homework , bleh . So sorry about that wait, but I have recently become a procrastinator and my mom isn't too pleased on that front. Anyway , I am adding a few characters and here they are:

Deliciouse: Tasha's Shrink (Character name: Nadia Callanan)

IvashkovIsMyMan: Adrian's best friend (Character name: Alyssa Hernandez)

TheVampLuvr1: Adrian's girlfriend (Character name: Sky Badica)

Vampire Academyy: Tasha and Christian's father's illegitimate sister (Character name: Emily Ozera)

Thanks to you guys for you support and I'm glad you wanted to be in my story! I won't be adding them in this chapter specifically because each of you will be introduced in your own chapter. No clashing until later. So Delicious, IvashkovIsMyMan, TheVampLuvr1, and Vampire Academyy please please sent me a private message with what you want your characters to look like!

(New view point, Christian's)

C.P.O.V.

Belikov and I followed the other Guardian down the sterile white hallway of the hospital towards the gliding exit doors. I could easily smell various chemicals and medicines and I was getting a god-awful headache because of it. Belikov was acting twitchy next to me; I think he felt a bit awkward or shy still because of Liss and me knowing about him and Rosie. Though he obviously wasn't shy enough not to pull out a picture of her from an inside pocket of his jacket. It was typical Rose. She was obviously caught in the middle of a workout and she was grabbing for the camera…or the throat of whoever was behind it. The guardian in front of didn't seem familiar. She was tall, about my height. Her hair was cropped to above her shoulders and I could see a promise mark and 2 molnijas through it. She was strongly built and her hair was a deep brown.

The doors opened as we passed its sensors, letting the cold air rush in, an awakening slap. Damn, winter came fast this year. We crossed the campus swiftly heading towards the usually vacant holding cells. I remembered the last occupant, Victor Dashkov. The thought of him hurting my Lissa made me clench my fists and jaw. I was nauseous thinking that the woman who had raised me after my parents were killed was sitting in the same cell. It hurt me, no matter how much I downplayed it under snarky attitude, but after what she did to Rose, she deserved it.

Guardian what's-her-face made a "wait here" gesture and went to talk to the guard

"What do you think she wants to speak to us about?" Belikov piped up finally

"Hell if I know. All I'm sure of is I'm not jumping on her "Help me, I'm so innocent" bandwagon. If she's innocent after all of this then I'm the high duke of England," I ranted and he looked at me pitifully.

Guardian Pastore (At least that's what I heard the guard call her) came back out and told to go to Tasha's cell; she would wait on the sidelines in case things got messy. As we walked in, Belikov tensed next to me, he was as nervous as I felt. We entered into the cell, we both looked around; Dimitri winced as what I assumed to be a memory hit him of his encounter with Natalie Dashkov. I trudged down the hallway, dragging my feet as I went. And then I saw her sitting there, just sitting on her bed, running her nails on the frame of her cot.

"Christian, Dimka! You're here to help!" She squealed, running to the bars. Her pale arms slipped through them and held Belikov's hands. He ripped his hands out and kept a blank expression on his face, like a Guardian Mask or something. Her eyes swiveled to me immediately, brimmed with glittering tears.

"Christian, please, come here, come help me," she pleaded; I sighed and shoved my hands in my pockets, leaning against the wall.

"You know what, the A/C's cranked up to North Pole over there, I'll stay over here in Northern Canada," I smirked. She frowned at me, obviously wanting to scold me for making a joke at a time like this.

"Christian Ozera! Now is no time for you to be a smartass. You have to help me!" Her eyes, perfect mirrors of my own, turned to Belikov's," Dimka, you have to help me, we were so close and we can' be together if I'm in this cell," It was kinda pathetic the way she was reaching for him through the bars. He stepped back and looked at her like she had actually said, "I'm the queen of the penguins now, watch me do the can-can,"

"Tasha, what the heck are you talking about?" she laughed at him, a mechanical and bitter sound that was so different than the rich and buttery laugh that I had grown up with, " We were close to getting rid of Rose! If and when she's gone we can be together, get married, and have a family. Don't you see?"

D.P.O.V.

I went into shock. Is that what she thought? That murdering Rose would make her appealing, make her mind? My vision quickly tinted to a deep and livid form of red. I clenched my fists and turned my back on her, staring at the place where I had found Rose, crumpled and half-alive with Natalie. I couldn't help it, with the mixture of terror, shock, hate, and pity I exploded.

"See? See what? What the hell do you expect me to see? Rose, that teenager that is sitting in a hospital because of you, the one who expected to wake up in the face of St. Peter was just a teenager in love and you went a barbequed her! So you think that makes you appealing? Sexy?" My eyes started to line with tears shockingly enough. I was only vaguely aware of Lord Ozera leaving with Guardian Pastore. I willed my breathing to slow and closed my eyes, slowly turning back to face Tasha.

"I thought higher of you Natasha, you were my friend and you betrayed me. As little as it was, I was willing to take you as my own if Rose wanted nothing to do with me, but you can forget that now. Goodbye Lady Ozera," I turned quickly in a twist of leather, stalking out towards the exit and my Rose. I could faintly hear her calling after me, begging for me to turn around. But, I didn't care.

R.P.O.V.

I sat in my hospital room alone with Lissa, running my hands over my healing skin. I still felt like I was roasting in my own flesh. Lissa was asleep in the armchair by the window. The magic she had used on me had drained her of any energy. When Christian got back I'm sure he's take her back to her room. Or his, at this point I didn't mind anymore, she needed him. Not my fault, Dimitri had turned me into a total softy. Plus, I realized when he left how much a girl needs her guy. I know, Badass Rose Hathaway going soft? Well, it's all his liability. Speaking, err thinking, of Dimitri, where was he? I was already slightly freaking out. What if Tasha put him under compulsion and made him hate me? No! Don't think about that Rose! I mentally scolded myself.

Just then my door cracked open and chocolate hair spilled through. He edged himself in gracefully and noticed Lissa was asleep before pivoting his deep brown eyes towards me. He took two long strides and was by my side. I couldn't stop it, I was too glad that he was back with me; I began to cry. He had only seen me cry a handful of times and I don't think he knew what to do. He shook me gently, "Rose, Roza what's wrong?" I gulped down the stupid tears and swiped at my eyes furiously.

"Nothing, nothing. I'm just so glad that you're mine" I reached up and stroked his face. He leaned down and kissed me gently; quickly pulling back to make sure he hadn't hurt my burns. I rolled my eyes and pulled him to me. I wrapped my arms around his neck. After the kiss he lay down on my bed with me and I cuddled into his chest avoiding the wires. And for once, things were perfect. That is, until the phone rang.

Wooo, there's a bored day at school's work for ya! I'm so glad to be back((: Please, please, please review! Can I get at least 10? Please with a cherry on top? Hehehe okies, well I'll try and write soon if my school life allows it! Love you guys!