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CHAPTER 7: DPOV

I left Roza with fear in my heart. What if something happened to her? I wanted to turn around and follow her, but I didn't. I ran towards the bar, towards Adrian Ivashkov instead. I owed it to him.

As soon as I arrived, I knew something was wrong. I dashed inside and stared gapingly at Adrian, who was using compulsion on a strigoi. And it was working.

I ran up to the strigoi poised behind him and staked it through the heart. I would have time to ask him about that later.- if we lived. I spun around as a strigoi jumped me from behind. We grappled for a few minutes. He got in a punch to my side, cracking one of my ribs. I winced, but quickly countered with a roundhouse kick to the side of his head. He went down and I staked him as well.

I surveyed the rest of the room. There was a bartender cowering behind the counter, who I told to get out, and four more strigoi-minus the one Adrian was compelling to turn on his fellow demons. There were no more Moroi or guardians in the bar. I charged towards the closest strigoi, who also happened to be the strongest.

He saw me coming and shoved me backwards about 10 yards. Crap. I swung at his face, but he just blocked and punched me in the stomach. I grunted in pain before kneeing him in the balls.

"Sorry." I muttered. I usually wouldn't go there, but right now it was that or die. He folded over and I dragged the stake across his chest, making him howl. I shoved him back so I could get a good shot at his chest. Then I plunged the stake into his heart.

Adrian had finally succeeded in turning the strigoi to our side. The now-on-our-side strigoi had taken down one strigoi and was working on the other. I turned to the final enemy and saw something I never expected in his eyes- fear. I rushed towards him and staked him. He didn't put up a fight, just accepted his fate.

I turned to Adrian, who was breathing heavily. He looked at me and then nodded to the strigoi he had compelled.

"Kill him." He said.

I nodded and turned to it. He looked at me and bared his chest. Adrian was still compelling him. I killed him swiftly.

When it was over, I turned to Adrian again. He looked exhausted, but unharmed.

"Are you hurt?" I asked.

"Nah. Just tired." He said. "I'm assuming you and Rose made up?"

"Yes…" Crap! Roza! I had to find her and make sure she was okay!

Apparently, Adrian saw the shift in my face and sighed. "Go find her."

"You're coming with me." I said.

"No objection there." He said, following me out the door.

RPOV

I had ran and found Liss as fast as I could. I saw no strigoi, neither had Lissa. Maybe they were just where Adrian was. I looked at Liss; I was torn. I didn't want to leave her in case strigoi came, but I wanted to run and find Dimitri.

"Stay. When the fight's over, he'll come here looking for you. It won't do any good if he comes and you aren't here and no one knows where you are. He'll freak out. Don't do that to him."

I sighed. I couldn't really argue with that. I mean, I could, but I knew it was true, and my arguing wouldn't change that. "Fine." I muttered.

Half an hour later, I was pacing around Liss' bedroom, my worry and concern growing with every second that passed.

"Calm down, Rose. Pacing and worrying won't make him get here faster."

"What would you be doing if it were Christian?" I snapped.

She drew back.

"Sorry," I sighed. "I can't help it. I just need to be sure he's okay."

Her eyes softened. "I know."

I sighed again and resumed my pacing.

Five minutes later the door opened and I ran to Dimitri, throwing myself in his arms. He stiffened in surprise at first, then quickly wrapped his arms around me.

"I was so worried about you! What took you so long?" I demanded.

"There were six strigoi. Lord Ivashkov compelled one."

"What?" both Lissa and I exclaimed. He had compelled a strigoi?

"Yes, I compelled a strigoi. Get the fuck over it. Now I'm tired as shit and would like to rest, if you don't mind." Adrian snapped.

"Ok-ay, Mr. Grumpy. Go have your nap time." I retorted.

He glared at me. "Leave me the fuck alone. You wanna know how much fucking energy it takes to compel a fucking strigoi?"

"Whoa. Chill out."

"Just let me rest." He said as he marched up the stairs.

"Help your self." Lissa called after him, sarcastically.

I relaxed back into Dimitri's arms, and for once, everything seemed okay. Well, other than the darkness that was rearing it's disgusting head in the form of a very exhausted and very drunk Adrian Ivashkov.