R.P.O.V.

I flicked my eyes quickly to the old hospital telephone hanging on the wall. Dimitri quickly untangled himself from my arms and answered the phone with a formal, "Guardian Belikov". With a round of agreements and promises he hung up the phone and looked at me with an expression not of a guardian, especially the Dimitri I knew.

And that scared the hell out of me.

"Dimitri, who was it?" I demanded, beginning to unravel myself from the starched linens. He crossed the room in two strides and pushed me back down before I could even blink. He pushed my shoulders back gingerly, but he still looked pale for a tan Russian.

"Guardian Pastore wanted me to let you know your mother is arriving soon and wants to come see you to talk about what happened," he informed me. I knew this was (supposedly) no big deal. But, this time, she was coming to talk about what happened with Tasha, which meant-. Oh, God.

"Dimitri, if she means about the thing with Tasha…She'll know a-about us," I stammered. He looked mortified.

"Look Roza, I would scream about you and me from the rooftops if I could, but your mother, especially along with all the Moroi society wouldn't approve," he gulped. I ripped my hand out of his, the headache I was getting felt like my brain was trying to pound its way out of my head. My mother always believed that being a guardian and our Moroi counterparts are more important than love or family…obviously. She would never approve of me being with Dimitri, then again when in my life did she ever approve of me.

"Go, please, just go. I have to think," I whispered harshly. He began to protest, but I silenced him with a held up hand and a "GO, Dimitri!" Putting on a guardian's mask he turned on his heel and began to walk out. On the way he accidently tugged on a wire and I gasped slightly at the sensation. He stopped slightly and winced, but shook out his shoulders and stalked out of the room. I suddenly felt bad for being so harsh on him. As quickly as the damn headache had come I started to hyperventilate.

My mother and I had never had a good relationship. First, she had left me at good ol' Saint Vlad's when I was 4. Then, she gave me a nice shiner on her last visit, another one of my lovely visit memories, right up there with Tasha. Anyway, I had only known my father for all of a few months and I already liked zmey better. Zmey is Russian for snake if that says anything… So, if I like the "snake" better, you can take a guess of what my mother's like.

I put my forefingers to my temples and ran them in circles. If my mother was coming to talk to me about what happened that means I would have to explain why Tasha hated me, which led right back to Dimitri. I gritted my teeth and yanked the needles and tubes out. I threw my legs over the bed and walked to the closet. There I grabbed a pair of shorts and a tank top, graciously brought by Lissa. From there I ran quickly out of the wing to the gym where I found my own personal Russian god punctuating every blow to a dummy with a yell.

D.P.O.V.

I quickly masked my hurt and turned on my heel to leave. I realized as I pulled away that I had yanked on her IV. She gasped roughly and I froze. I rolled my shoulders and left. She'd be okay. Fine, if she doesn't want to figure this out like a normal couple then she can figure it out on her own! I thought to myself. I took long strides to my room on the Dhampir side of campus to find workout clothes. I changed into a pair of gray sweat pants and a tight, black workout shirt. Locking the door behind me, I headed in the direction of the gym by the dorms. I turned on the lights and pulled out a dummy. Punching and kicking, yelling after each hit, helped relieve a bit of my doubts, at least until Rose burst in wearing a small pair of shorts and a tank top that hugged her in amazing ways. Ах, Ада

"Dimitri…I didn't expect you to be here," she started. I kicked the dummy one more time before turning around and crossing my arms, "Damn it, Rose! You are supposed to be in the hospital recovering!" I confronted her. She shrugged nonchalantly and walked past me. I caught her waist in my arm gently and she started to squirm and yelling, "Let me go!"

I rolled my eyes, "Go back to the hospital, Rosemarie. You again didn't listen to me and you're gonna get hurt because of it. Actually think for once before going off and doing whatever the heck you want!" She winced and I felt her muscles tighten sharply the way they do when she stops tears. She kicked back to hit me in the knee. It didn't hurt, but I let go and she turned to face me.

"I'm so sorry that I came to apologize and clear my head, Guardian Belikov. Maybe my mother's visit isn't so scary, after all. It was just a crazy woman, a mentor, and a student. There's nothing to tell her, because you don't care," she hissed. I tried to reach out to her, but she backed away like I had the plague and snarled, "Get the hell away from me," She stormed towards the door and pushed it open so that the moonlight could spill in. She caught the door frame with her hand and turn to look at me. I could see her face was glistening with the trails of tears, but she stood straight, squared her shoulders and said, "I trusted you, I gave you my heart and you broke it once. I figured out it wasn't your fault and I let myself fall for you harder than before," She paused, whispering "I'm a damn fool," then looking back at me she said, "I believe in second chances, I got one, didn't I? But, you sir have broken my heart once too many. Go back to Tasha, go find a girl in Russia, I don't care. But, if I'm just good to yell at or for a one night stand, I want you out of my life. I'm not that girl. I'm not a slut running around with a one guy per night policy. I thought you knew me, I thought you knew me," She looked me straight in the eyes, hers filled with tears. "I never want to see you again…" With that she turned and sprinted at an amazing speed out of the gym doors. And once more my heart shattered as the love of my life, my soul mate, my queen, my angel, my Roza ran away from me…

Hi there! I know it's been a while. But, I was sick for a bit and I just caught up on homework this morning and I was sick two months ago, if that says anything. I also was in an amazing play Oklahoma! So I've been busy. I know Dimitri seems like a total butt in this chapter, but the story was turning into too much of a perfect ending and after reading FS I knew that if I didn't have bumps in the road now and then it wouldn't be anything like the real books. To my lovely people, soon-to-be characters, I promise I will try try try to get you each a chapter, but I write my stories at school when I have time so it's hard to remember, don't worry I promise I love you! Anyway, please please with sugar, whip cream, and sprinkle on top review! It can be anything but can I maybe get at least 10 maybe more? I'm havin' a tough time here with writers block so if you guys can maybe show me some love I would more than appreciate it. Okays, well I love you guys! –Dimka [;