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Chapter Eleven

DPOV

Hmmm I enjoy sleeping. It is one of those things it doesn't solve problems but it eases them slightly.

This was something that I learnt from Roza I could never understand why and how she could sleep most of the day.

Wasting her life away but now I knew that she did it because it relaxed her-and she was constantly tired. Probably because of all the parties she snuck off too- the ones she didn't think I knew anything about.

But I didn't exactly wake up feeling that way for once. I mean I definitely feel refreshed I have been sleeping for what, maybe about …. I quickly glance at my watch.

11 hours. Wow. 1 hour until I arrive in Siberia and only a few hours travelling to Baia.

The little sleep marathon I had just completed was the second time in 5 years that I have not been interrupted by the nightmares.

I never had a nightmare the other night but that was because my Roza was by my side.

But obviously that theory doesn't work because it's not like she is sitting right beside me right now.

And that is all my fault.

I have been awake about 5 minutes and it has taken be all that time to notice that the female dhampir beside me is leaning quite heavily on me.

This shows how good a Guardian I am. Not

She looks like she is snuggling into me. I just can't cope with that so instead of being a gentleman I nudge her.

At the same time I study her face- not in a flirty way but I don't know what kind of way. My eyes see the bruising in the light it looks a lot worse from…. How did she do it?

Anyway back to the nightmares does that mean Tasha is involved in them? Roza said she had these nightmares too.

But it seems that if we were both around the nightmares no longer exist in a way. It's as if together they cancel out.

Does that mean she could be alive? No wait stop it Dimitri she can't be alive you saw Tasha stake her. You watched her die in your arms.

After I did nothing I just stood at the side watching. Even though I tried to get to her it felt like something was holding me back.

I know that I had promised Roza I wouldn't interfere, but I tries as hard as I could but I couldn't move.

What could do that? Compulsion? But I never looked anyone in the eyes. I quickly patted my jacket down…. to find nothing. I don't know what I was looking for.

When I truly know that I Dimitri Belikov froze. That's all I froze. What kind of man does that make me?

Just before Roza was brutally murdered I watched my dad die in front of me which shocked me. But I didn't feel affected at all and I still don't.

But there is no excuse for watching my wife getting stabbed without moving. In simple terms I basically killed her. It's not like I did anything to stop it.

I turn my head back to the squirming Dhampir on my right at the same time I blink the tears away. Being a true man for the first time in my life.

The young female was definitely waking up. I realised at that exact moment that I had been continuously nudging her for more than a few minutes.

Well I had been stuck in my own mental rant. All I seem to do these days is fight with myself in my head and/or let everyone down. Especially those that I love.

RPOV

Why have I been nudged for the last 10 minutes? Did the jackass beside me not realise that I was in pain and maybe just maybe I wanted to sleep.

Clearly not.

I tried to ignore the pain and the ass aka the pain in the ass and his elbow that was bashing my suspected broken rib.

Oooh, I just had I thought. I have my sarcasm back at least something is going right for me.

Maybe this is a good sign wait….. who am I kidding? I am actually surprised that I didn't just die on this pain from blood loss.

Anyway back to the big prick sitting beside me.

As I prepare to open my eyes the nudging stops. Why stop now? He might as well just continue… he is sooooooo good at it as he has just proven.

He might even cause me some more pain and then it might eventually become numb.

Anyway I continue the process of groggily opening my eyes to see the big prick beside me. And let me tell you I personally know that statement is an understatement.

If I was being politically correct I should well actually must correct my sentence this tremendous, colossal prick beside me. Yes that definitely sounds better.

Well I have only seen his woo-hoo once even though technically he is still my… I flick my eyes down to my left hand to see it is covered by my baggy hoodie. I can't believe that I am sitting beside my husband.

Now Rose don't panic think what happened last that you can remember and stay calm because your comrade is looking at all the bruising on my face.

Right think, think think. What happened? I escaped death and also escaped fulls stop. I did this by…. How did I do this?

I searched my body for signs of how I did this. I patted my left wrist to feel nothing, io then did the same to the right nothing again. So that means I must have used the chokoti.

My mind feels so clouded. I take a few deep breaths. Wait I remember Tasha plunging her stake into my heart. But then I wouldn't be alive.

But I feel the pain in my chest…. Wait Rose she did plunge it in and Dimitri was there. I close my eyes and think back to the academy.

Wow Tasha is one scary murderer. I watch her lift my own stake and plunge it into my chest. As I continue to rethink about what has happened less than a day ago all I can feel is the excruciating pain of my wounds.

Now I know exactly how Tatiana felt when Tasha murdered her. Sort of like a skewered pig minus the fire.

In my flashback memory I see Tasha standing up an running away. I will sooooooo get my revenge on her.

This could be fun as the fool must think I am dead. Before I know it I am pulling the chokoti of my wrist and placing it on a dead female strigoi body by my side.

Dimitri must have killed her because I don't recognise her. Anyway as I slip it onto her wrist. Trying my best to ignore the pain, not pass out and not to make Dimitri aware of the swap I am about to make.

I watch the body beside me take the form and look of me. I bet you are wondering how this is all possibly well…

The chokoti is infused with Darkness and spirit.

If the chokoti is placed on another body the spirit causes a force that repels healing and it also cause the body to mirror my look at the exact moment I remove the chokoti from my wrist.

Complicated I know.

The Darkness causes the decoy body to look alive for a few minutes or until I command it to die before time is up then the fake body that looks like me dies.

Ok so in a really extra complicated way the Darkness also allows me to interact with the body. I had never tried it before but it worked yesterday so...

Anyway I know it sounds weird but in basic terms Tasha stabs me.

Dimitri watches her escape during this time in my skewered state I place the chokoti on a female strigoi's body (or any dead body) but luckily there was a strigoi's body right beside mine.

Then the chokoti causes the dead strigoi to look like me in my injured state, alive for a few minutes then it causes the dead body to look like I die.

But you may be wondering how I spoke to Dimitri in my dying moments well I can control the darkness in the chokoti. And that is exactly what I did.

So as the chokoti causes me to look like I was dying I absorb some of the Darkness from Lissa and manipulated it so I could create a temporary bond between my 'two bodies'.

After I pull out of the body- after my conversation with Dimitri. I command the darkness to create a death like visual.

But just so you don't all panic I was the one who kissed Dimitri while I was dying he didn't kiss some dead strigoi. Do you really think I would allow that?

Also when I was linked with the real dead body I didn't fake the dying the short breaths and blood was really me.

I open my eyes to see I am still on the plane and my comrade is staring at me in a funny way.

Even though I feel embarrassed as I don't know what I did or looked like during the flashback I still feel like I accomplished something remembering what happened. I filled in the missing blanks.

This now connected with what I could remember from after my fake body died.

I can remember crawling on my side round the building. I did this very slowly as I didn't want to be caught and I couldn't go much faster with a slit across my throat and a stake sticking out my chest.

When I got round the corner I used a old drain piped to pull my self up into a half standing position.

I walked towards accommodation swaying and dragging myself along the wall in the pouring rain.

I literally had to drag my self up the stairs to the dorm. Being careful not to alert anyone to my presence and also to make sure I didn't trail blood everywhere.

I was half successful. I kind of failed on the blood bit as it was pouring out of my chest and neck and trailing along the floor.

Once I got into the dorm room. I grabbed my tiny rucksack and pulled out my medical kit.

Even though I was a doctor I couldn't do anything to treat myself. Mostly because I couldn't really see anything it was all blurry and swaying from side to side.

So I placed a bandage round my chest the best I could without pushing the stake further in. The bandage would slow the bleeding. Hopefully.

I then grabbed a large hoodie out of my rucksack and a pair of shorts.

I quickly changed into my clean clothes; I grabbed my leathers and headed to the bathroom. I expertly managed to flush my leather trousers, jacket and bullet proof vest down the toilet.

With the aid of a chemical that I pulled out of my jacket pocket. The chemical I had made causes a reaction to occur so that it shreds any material. The chemical is also environmental friendly.

I went back to my bag were I grabbed a single key stitched on to a ring in the inside of the lining of my bag. This key was the next step in my journey.

I quickly left the dorm and the academy unseen. I got a taxi to the airport. I paid with some spare money I found in the pocket of my shorts.

Once I was in the airport I headed to a locker which held a bag full of everything I would need.

Once I found the locker inside was a traveller looking bag. I opened it and pulled out some money and my passport which I placed into the large pocket in my hoodie.

I then dug down deeper and pulled out a short wig that was cut into a bob. I quickly secured it onto my head and I was on my way to get my ticket to Russia.

And here I am. A very long story isn't it.

Oh you may also wonder about the crutches well... I could say I found them on my journey it must have been by luck.

But then I would be lying, I actually robbed them from the airport medical area/room. No one was around and no one was using them.

Don't even think about judging me I will send them back once I get to Russia. I promise.

I certainly need the crutches. I never realised how painful my left leg was because I was so orientated with the stake sticking out my chest. Which is still lodged between my ribs.

I am actually surprised I never beeped when I walked through the security in the airport.

I thought I would have been stopped whilst or after going through the x-ray machines. Weird I must have just been lucky.

Being a doctor I can definitely tell my leg is broken in at least two places- to let you in on a secret I don't have to be a doctor to know this.

It looks totally mangled not to put to fine a point on it. Worst thing is I don't remember how it happened.

Here's a thought do you think I'm lucky? It's not like I have just fought death and feel like I could die from blood loss any hour. And also the fact that I have a stake sticking out my chest. And even further all my injuries are also on my left side.

Lucky me.

So this is why I borrowed some crutches and wrapped some bandages tightly around my leg. By doing this it resembles a temporary cast so nobody asks questions.

It also until I could get myself some proper medical treatment.

And lastly I have wrapped it up so it doesn't freak anybody out because the bone is sticking out of my leg. Nasty I have to admit.

After all of my painful and definitely not exciting journey this is how I came to be sitting in this plane seat beside Dimitri Belikov on my way to Baia via Siberia.

To hide. Temporarily from Tasha. Until I could heal. And plan my revenge on all four of my enemies.

Viktor

Nathan

Tasha

And …. I can't tell you who it the fourth is but I have suspected hem but never believed that it could be true.

I am brought back to reality as I stretch my whole body and wince from the pain. I try to mask my discomfort that I am feeling the best I can, but I know it hasn't worked. When Dimitri speaks.

"Извините меня, я извиняюсь, что беспокою вас, но я заметил, вы находитесь в сильной боли. Ты в порядке?"

(Excuse me, I am sorry to bother you but I noticed you are in severe pain. Are you ok?)

What did he think he saw me being stab… Wait he doesn't know it's me. But anyway he can see the bruising on my face- which is stinging and the make-shift I fooled you fake cast on my leg.

And why was is he talking in Russian? So being Rose with my attitude still intact I reply.

"Почему мы говорим на русском языке? И я выгляжу нормально? Глупый осел."

(Why are we talking in Russian? And do I look ok? Stupid jackass.)

I know he is my husband but he really is annoying me with all of his questions. Shouldn't he be showing how upset he is over my death? I mean fake death.

Before I can lecture him he is speaking again.

"Посмотрите Мисси. У вас был русским акцентом, поэтому я думал, я бы общаться с вами на русском языке. И я была только проверка вы были в порядке Я не ожидал вас укусить мою голову.

(Look missy. You had a Russian accent so I thought I would communicate with you in Russian. And I was only checking you were ok I didn't expect you to bite my head off.)

Wow he just totally lost his temper. I feel like a naughty school pupil. Even when he was annoyed with me at the academy he never used this tone. So I whisper

"Sorry."

He just nods. Shit I just made him really angry.

I watch him look at his watch I crane my neck to see we have….. Before I can see how long we have left on this flight the tanoid switches on and there is a message from the Captain telling us we are about to descend and will land in 5 minutes.

Now Rose what is your next plan of action? How will you in your injured state get to Baia without attracting attention? Oh and not look like you are stalking Dimitri?

You know when you need a plan but you just can't think of one. Well I had that problem except I had about 10 minutes to think of one and I had no ideas, Zero, Zilch.

When the plane finally landed everyone rushed to get off. Normally I would have been amongst them but my Russian God just sat and read his book.

Every time I tried to move he would lean forward blocking my way. He mirrored my actions exactly whistle not even lifting his head from his book.

I have to admit he made a slight fool of himself as all the passengers filing past watched him reading his book bobbing back and forward up and down.

Who knew that he could be annoying and mean?

I would have pouted but I think that would have given me away so I grabbed my crutches and as I stood up I whacked him accidentally on purpose in the shin area of his leg.

I may have also have ground the point of the crutch into his foot. And of course this was by accident.

His face was priceless. It showed a large percentage of shock and the rest was made up with pain. After accidentally *smirk* bumping into him he stood up and stepped into the empty aisle where he reached up and grabbed his bag. He slung his over his shoulder.

He then grabbed mine and handed it out towards me, but each time I went to grab it he pulled it away. What a tease.

Then to make it worse he threw it straight at me, right into my stomach. He quickly lifted his eyebrow and galloped down the aisle.

What he didn't realise was that I was really Rose Hathaway and revenge is one of my best traits.

I slung my backpack on to my back and I was off hobbling down the aisle on my crutches, before I knew it I was in reaching of distance him. So I casually allowed my crutch to flop forward in front of his foot.

Let's just say he face planted and got a good mouthful of the dirt on the ground.

As his giant body lay sprawled across the floor. I quickly made my way to the car rental area.

I knew where it was off by heart as I have used it so many times when I am in Russia. Normally collecting a car for my parents but when I was on my own I use….

My motorcycle but I am unsure whether I will be able to ride it today. But I will see when I get there.

I reached the car rentals in about 15 minutes. Normally it would take 5 minutes but since I was in pain it took longer, but I still feel my timing is an achievement to be honest.

As soon as I saw the desk I realised there was no queue for a change. I walk no hobble over to the desk where I show my passport and am given my spare key to the garage.

Now this is a very special garage I share it with my parents. Most of the vehicles that were in there are mine.

I also kept some of my equipment in there it was my secret base, normally in case of an emergency.

As I make my way at a slower pace then normal to tunnel 3, I can see Belikov in my peripherals waiting in a queue for the car rental.

I guess I am luck he slipped. It must be another sign.

Something is going right for once there still might be a happy ending…. Or maybe I am just getting ahead of myself. I truthfully think it is 100% the last one.

As the garage gets closer and closer in to sight I quickly observe around the area checking that nobody is watching me.

After my ninja like area check I put the key into the lock of the garage and wait painfully- physically and mentally (from boredom).

I go through more security checks fingerprints, voice recognition and eye scans.

And then I hear a beep sound it is like music to my ears. The beep alerts me that I have cleared all the security check and can enter the garage- without being sliced by a laser.

No jokes. My dad is very serious about security and privacy.

Once inside I see the garage is full with cars and my only motorcycles- nothing unusual in the place.

Now decisions do I take the car… pah what am I thinking even with a broken leg of course I will take my motorcycle.

I hobble over to my motorcycle were I remove my travelling back pack and attach it to a luggage holder on the right side of the bike.

I also tie on my crutches to the back of the bike with some spare bungee ropes. I just hope that they stay in place.

I carefully lift my left leg wincing with pain. Once I am as settled as possible on the bike I lift my helmet of the handlebars.

It is very similar to my fighting helmet expect from the face shield can be lifted.

I turn the key that was already in the ignition but nothing happens. I guess she is a bit rusty to start with I only ever used her occasionally and in emergencies.

I really should get her transported to Turkey. The last time I used her was when there was suspected strigoi trying the get into the Belikov's house.

This time the emergency was that I knew my body was starting to give up.

I am running out of energy and also blood to put it blatantly.

I need to get to Baia fast. I could feel my vision starting to become fuzzy. So on that note I flip down the shield on my motorbike helmet.

I attempt to re-start her and this time and I hear her beautiful engine purring and roaring to single that she is alive.

I push the stand up with my good foot and I am off I approach the garage door slowly so that it has time to automatically open.

And before I know it I am making my way up the winding streets of Baia. I can see the silhouette of the Belikov's house sitting on its own.

It is surprisingly large and has a wooden Victorian look about it. The perfect family home.

I slow down as I get closer into view. From my position on the hill I can see Yeva sitting on the front steps of the house.

As I get within a few feet I can see the rest of the Belikov surrounding her. As I am pass the house and my family I see a big, black, badass jeep pull up in front of the house.

I see all the Belikov's run to the car and literally pull Dimitri out of the driver's seat. In my side right mirror I can see Yeva standing on her own she looks at the motorcycle and shuffles over to Dimitri pulling him down into a hug.

I follow the mostly uphill bumpy path to Oskana's and Marks home. I am just glad this time that I don't have to carry bricks up it like the first time that I met Yeva. Mean old lady that she is, but I still love her.

After leaving the Belikov's it is about a total of 5 miles to before I reach Oksana and Marks house. It takes me about 10 minutes to get there.

Once the house is in sight I start to slow the bike down. I park up outside their home. Now I know I am in serious danger of collapsing as I struggle to get off the bike.

Once I am off it I do half collapse on to the ground on my right side. I know that I collapsed because of my light headedness and my leg just giving out on me.

I manage to pull my self along the ground so that I can knock on the bottom of the door.

I feel my right leg burning and stinging from the gravel burns that I have achieved from only wearing shorts and pulling myself along the ground.

But I suppose that's nothing compared to the injuries that I am already supporting.

Thankfully I reach the door, I bang on it twice. It immediately swings open I hear two separate gasps.

Normally I would have laughed from shocking somebody but now wasn't the time. I immediately feel two strong-ish tanned arms lift me up. I am then placed very gently onto the couch.

I open my eyes to see Oksana looking at me she searches my face then pauses. She closes her eyes then I feel my mind almost being tickled.

At that point I know she is trying to find out who I am and what has happened. She speaks in a whisper her tone shows she is clearly surprised at my guest appearance.

"I thought you were dead my little Rose."

I chuckle at my nickname. She has always called me 'little Rose' since the battle she helped me win against Avery.

Her nickname for me is her way of being affectionate. She admits that she sees me as her adopted child.

Mark also has a nickname for me and that is 'Kiddo' I have to admit it that I do love my nicknames. That's why I call them Auntie and Uncle.

As I half-smile at her I her face starts to become distorted. As hard as I try to fight it I know this is it.

I may or may not ever wake up again. Hopefully I will wake up, because I want to see my comrade smile again, his rare grin.

Even though I can't see I still hear voices around me.

I can feel myself being dragged deeper and deeper into the darkness.

I hear the snipping noise of scissors and suddenly I feel a large amount of pressure on my chest.

I feel my chest rise and fall for a few minutes then the darkness completely takes me over.

The link above is from google it shows the exact image of Rose's motorbike.

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