I know said this a lot, but I really am sorry for posting so late. It's very cold where I live and I have the flu, which isn't helping at all.

I'll try to post whenever I can. Please, bare with me.

Chapter 5:

(Lissa P.O.V)

"Yeah, everything's fine," I lied, biting my lower lip as Rose talks about what her and Dimitri been up to.

I really hate lying to her. Maybe I should tell her? She and Dimitri are going to find out sooner or later anyways. What happens if I tell her and she hates me? I don't want her to hate me! I can't have her hate me!

"Lissa, you there?" Rose asked, sounding worried.

Shaking my head, I answered, "yeah, I'm here."

"I love to stay and chat, but I have to go now."

"Okay, have fun. Tell Dimitri I said hi."

"Will do. Later."

After hanging up the phone, I debated with myself:

Should I call her back and tell her?

What are you going to say? "Hey Rose, just wanted to let you know that Rosalie and James were kidnapped at your wedding and we have no clue where they are. Bye!" That's not going to happen. She's totally going to be angry at you for that.

Well, I have to tell her and Dimitri eventually!

Sighing, I sat down on the couch; so glad I'm alone finally. I love being queen, but I also love my alone time.

I wish Christian was here.

Just then, as if on cue, my wonderful husband walks in the door with little Tyler beside him.

"Lissa!" Tyler exclaimed, running toward me. "I miss you."

"I missed you too," I told him, giving him a hug. "Did you have with Christian."

He nodding his little head up and down with a huge, Rose-like smile on his face. "Sparky and I played with the ball on the grass."

Laughing as Christian frowned at his nickname Rose always calls him. Shrugging my shoulders, I hugged Tyler tighter. Man, I love this kid!

"I hungry," he announced, looking at Christian. "Sparky, can you...um...make...um..." Trailing off, Tyler tapped his chin with his finger. Trying to figure what he wants to eat.

He reminds me so much of Rose in many different ways. Crunching up his nose, always hungry, calling Christian Sparky, etc. Even though he's adopted, Tyler still seems like he came from Rose and Dimitri.

"Hamburgers!" Tyler shouted, raising his little arms in the air. "I hungry for hamburgers!"

"Hamburgers do sound good right now," Christian agreed, walking toward the kitchen.

"Don't forget the fries!" Tyler called after him. "I better go make sure he makes the fries too."

Letting go of him, Tyler ran after my amazing chief. Later, when Tyler goes to sleep, I need to ask Christian if I should tell Rose or not.

Sighing again, I got up and went to see what the boys are up to. Coming into the kitchen to see Christian mashing ground up meat into perfect patties while Tyler is drinking his apple juice.

I would love to have kid of my own, but I'm afraid of what Christian might think. Knowing that he thinks he's going to be a horrible parent like his were before they dies, Christian doesn't talk about us having a kid at all. Pushing the thought aside like I always did since I never talk about it to anyone, but Rose.

Grabbing the potatoes, I started washing them in the sink. Hoping making dinner will clear my mind of everything that's going on:

James' dad coming to see, all freaked out because his son his missing. Fear that Rose and Dimitri might find out and be angry. Lying to them and Tyler saying that Rosalie is alright when I have no idea where she is or if she's even okay.

I'm such a terrible friend! I can't believe I didn't tell Rose sooner. I can't believe I thought everything was going to alright.

Setting down the potatoes I was washing, I quickly walked toward to the bathroom. Closing the door, I sat down against the wall. Feeling tears run down my face, I wipe them away.

"Lissa, is everything okay?" I heard Christian asked from the other side of the door.

Not wanting to lie anymore than I already have. I walked over to the door, unlocking it for Christian to come in. Seeing my watery eyes, he wrapped me up in his arms.

"I can't do this any more," I whispered against his chest. "I need to tell Rose. I have to."

"Why don't you sleep on it and in the morning you can tell her," Christian whispered back, kissing the top of my head. "Why don't you go lay down."

Nodding my head, he led me to our bedroom. Slipping under the covers, Christian kissed my cheek before leaving the room.

(Eddie P.O.V)

Standing in a small room, looking through a big, one side window at a guardian, who's name I can't remember, interrogate one of four guys we caught. The other three are being held in the cells, waiting their turn to be interrogated.

"Any luck getting him to talk?" my father asked beside me.

"Nope," I answered simply, not looking at him.

He sighed. "One of the other men asked for you."

Me? Why me? Those men don't even know me, but one of them asked for me anyways? Shrugging my shoulders, I opened the door and stepped out of the small room. Shutting the door close, I headed to toward the cells. Still confused as to why one of them asked for me.

Maybe he wants to tell me where the others are keeping Rosalie and James. I mentally rolled my eyes at myself. Really, Eddie? Why would he tell you where the kids are at?

"I've been asked for," I told the guardian sitting behind a desk.

"Yes, you have," he responded as two guardians came from the door that leads to the cells. "Follow them."

Nodding my head, I followed the guardians down a long, metal hallway. Coming to a large room filled with many cells. We walked right up to one that held a Moroi man sitting on his bed.

"You asked for me," I said, keeping my voice toneless.

Turning his head, the man looked at me. "Yes, I did."

I waited for the man to explain what it is he wants. Getting off the bed, the man walked right up to me.

"Having any luck with getting info out of John?" the man asked, crossing his arms over his chest.

I'm guessing John is the man getting integrated.

"Why do you care?" I asked, instead of answering his question. "Are you hiding something?"

"No!" the man said quickly. "Even if we were hiding something, you'll never find out what it is."

"You sure about that?" I asked, narrowing my eyes at him.

"Yes!" he said, equally as fast as the first time. "Yes, I'm sure."

Just then, a few guardians came up to us.

"It's time for this man to get interrogated," one of the guardians said, while another unlocks the cell.

Nodding my head, I turned away and walked back down the hallway. Hearing the man shouting that he doesn't want to be interrogated. Not even looking back as I came out of the room that held the cells. Feeling my phone vibrate in my pants pocket, I took it and saw I had a text from Jill.

Jill: Are you coming to bed tonight?

Sleeping does sound a whole lot better than going to watch a never ending integration with my father.

Eddie: Yeah, I'll be there in a little bit.

Jill: See you later.

Putting my phone back in my pocket, I headed in the direction where all the guardian apartments are located. Passing a group of guardians talking in a group as I turned the corner. Coming to my apartment door, I took out my keys and unlocked it.

Going inside quietly, so I don't disturb Jill. Taking a quick shower before I finally lay down in bed. Snuggling closer to me, I wrapped my arm around my beautiful girlfriend.

"I love you," she whispered, placing a kiss on my bare chest.

"I love you too," I whispered back.

Closing my eyes, I fell into a deep sleep.

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