Okay from now on, I'm focusing on Rose's life, and nothing else. No more Dimitri for a while :D I've decided to go straight ahead, and just skip time, there will be flashbacks about the time I'm skipping over, but nothing important happens. And after this chapter, things will start going a bit slow.

"Skyscraper"-Demi Lovato

Skies are crying
I am watching
Catching teardrops in my hands
Only silence as it's ending, like we never had a chance
Do you have to, make me feel like there is nothing left of me?

You can take everything I have
You can break everything I am
Like i'm made of glass
Like i'm made of paper
Go on and try to tear me down
I will be rising from the ground
Like a skyscraper!
Like a skyscraper!

As the smoke clears
I awaken, and untangle you from me
Would it make you, feel better to watch me while I bleed?
All my windows, still are broken
But I'm standing on my feet

You can take everything I have
You can break everything I am

Like I'm made of glass
Like I'm made of paper
Go on and try to tear me down
I will be rising from the ground
Like a skyscraper!
Like a skyscraper!

Go run, run, run
I'm gonna stay right here
Watch you disappear, yeah
Go run, run, run
Yeah it's a long way down
But I am closer to the clouds up here

You can take everything I have
You can break everything I am
Like I'm made of glass
Like I'm made of paper, Oh
Go on and try to tear me down
I will be rising from the ground

Like a skyscraper!
Like a skyscraper!

Like a skyscraper!
Like a skyscraper!

Three months later.

"You know you could help me," I said bitterly. Ambrose looked up, and laughed.

"Helped with what exactly?" I growled.

"This," I said pointing to Ivan. His eyebrows creased, "That's your baby, not mine."

I raised one eyebrow and flipped him off, which he took as something good. Jerk. I changed Ivan's diaper, in record time, and actually did it right. I did a mental fist pump, and did my little happy dance. Not caring Ambrose was here. I could hear his laughter and Mia's.

Mia had just given birth to a a very big, and healthy baby girl. She looked everything like Mia, meaning she was absolutely beautiful.

My baby, fortunately, looked everything like me, except for the eyes, the eyes were... amber. I had so many questions, but it seemed my mind did not want to remember... Not now at least.

"Let's go for a walk Rose," Ambrose said, giving me one of his best smiles. "Are you going to help me," I said. He rolled his eyes at me.

"I guess, if you're begging that much."

I narrowed my eyes at him, and smacked his arm. "Rose, you can leave Ivan here, take some time for yourself."

I looked at Jake. I trusted him, it was just I couldn't bare not being without my son, he was a part of me, the only good thing in my life...

"He'll be safe," Jake promised.

"C'mon Rose, you need some time for yourself," Ambrose encouraged me. Mia smiled at me, and winked.

"Fine," I said.

They all grinned at me, happy I was letting lose, at least a bit. I linked my arm with Ambrose's. He had truly gained my trust, showing me he was a really kind, and an amazing person.

"You're very kind," I said, surprised. I heard him chuckled.

"I've heard that before," he said, and I could hear the smile in his voice.

I moaned, and took pleasure in what he was doing. His gentle hands rubbed my swollen feet, taking me heaven. My feet had been hurting a lot more, I was do in a few weeks, and they had grown. The doctor said I should walk a lot, and I was, but it was killing me. Killing my feet and back. Every bone in my body was hurting, I guess carrying a baby around isn't as easy.

I was still trying to get used to the Nevada air, and being pregnant wasn't helping. Goodness gracious, it made everything worse, if possible. Not bad, like oh it hurts, not it was like the kinda bad, where you just wanna die. When I told this to Ambrose he laughed, to my expense.

"You're such a drama queen."

"You know, you try carrying a baby around, in the burning heat, in a desert, with feet the size of an elephant's foot."

He winced, "It's not that bad."

I rolled my eyes, "Despite the huge thing in the way, I can feel the size of my feet this moment."

"Don't worry too much, you're still beautiful," he murmured, then looked up at me, surprised... almost as if he shouldn't have said anything. I saw the turmoil going on in his head through his eyes.

For a moment, I feared him, not because of what he was doing, but because of what his amber eyes were hiding.

"I'm leaving."

Those two words brought me back from the past, and into the present. Startled, I looked up at him. We were in town, walking around the shops.

"What?" I asked, dumbfounded.

"I'm leaving," his voice was strained.

"Where to?"

He didn't answer me.

"A few years ago in high school, in Russia, I had two best friends. We were together at all time, we even went to the same college together, here in America, one of them betrayed me."

"What did he do?"

"After high school, a year into college, he slept with the girl I was going to marry. It hurt me. It felt like he'd stabbed me right in the heart, Rose. I had trusted him so much, with my life, I had loved him like my own blood... And he took her from me. I acted like I didn't know, and I went after his girlfriend."

I had a really bad feeling about this, I felt my heart drop to the bottom of my stomach.

"I promised myself I would hurt him, the way he had, I promised myself I would never let him be happy with any other woman."

"What are you trying to say?" I asked.

We stopped, a few steps away from town, where we were alone. I waited for his response, but all he did was look at me. He gripped my arms, not quite hurting me, but still making my arm sting. I stared into eyes, and as much as I didn't want to. I remembered.

"I said I would go after every woman he ever showed love to, and I promised myself I would hurt them the way he had hurt me, and I would leave them and use them, the way he had with the woman I loved..."

Oh god, please no. No, no, no... I hear the distant thunder, and I know a storm in coming, and it sounds heavy. Soon enough, the rain starts pouring, we're getting drenched, but it doesn't matter. None of it does, only what my heart is feeling.

Skies are crying
I am watching
Catching teardrops in my hands.

"Then you came into the picture..." I could see the battle going inside his head, and I could see the pain in his eyes, his eyes glazed, and I felt a tiny drop of salty water fall on my arm. It's different from the rest, because this one is warm, and I can feel the pain of it once it lands on my skin, and the burden it used to carry.

"I just didn't think I would ever have to hurt you."

As the smoke clears, I awaken, and untangle you from me.