I'm back! I can't even begin to say how sorry I am for not updating. So much has been going on and I've had absolutely no time to write a new chapter for this story. But the main reason for me not updating for like a month is that my computer broke. Every time I tried to turn it on i'd turn back off so I had to wait to get a new laptop, which I have. My birthday was last Tuesday ( I turned 16! ) and one of the presents I received is this new laptop! So I just wanted to let you guys now I'm going to be updating more often especially now that summer is coming up. I have SAT testing next week I most likely won't update the but just be aware that I didn't give up on this story. I had to go back and reread this story to get an idea of where I wanted it to go so bear with me if it sounds a little off I have to get back into this routine.

Now onto the story, Enjoy!

I shoot up from the bed gasping.

My memories.

I got them back. I remember everything now. I can't wait to tell Dimitri! I look around the room and notice he's not here.

Is he at school? Did I really knock out for the whole day?

I swing my legs over the side of the bed and stand up groaning. Everything feels so sore. How long have I been out?

I take a step to Dimitri's desk and feel soft carpet beneath my feet. Dimitri took off my shoes for me? I small smile crosses my face at the thought. I continue to Dimitri's desk and look at the calendar pinned above it.

Monday? It's Monday! I've been out for 3 days?

I run a hand through my hair only for it to get caught in the knots.

Ah shit, I must look like crap.

I walk to the adjoining bathroom to see my reflection, and I really wish I didn't.

My mascara smudged making dark circles under my eyes. My clothes were all wrinkly and smelly. And don't even get me started on my hair, calling it a bird's nest is an understatement.

I should go to my room and take a shower. Problem is it's 1:00 so classes are still going on, my room is on the other side of campus, and if I even try to get there I'm pretty sure I'd get caught.

There's no way in hell that its possible for me to make it to my room which is like 3 football fields away without running into a teacher. I groan and lean against the bathroom counter.

Would Dimitri mind if I shower here?

In all honesty I would never consider it before I had my memories, but now that I do, I don't know, I feel more comfortable.

I shrug and close the door that connects the bathroom to the bedroom . I turn on the shower and slowly start peeling off my clothes, which hurts like hell. Not moving for three days makes you sore as fuck.

Then something hits me. If Dimitri put me on his bed then where did he sleep? Did he sleep beside me? I bite my lip to refrain from smiling like and idiot and continue undressing.

I pull down my shorts and notice my legs, which look just plain nasty. I seriously hope Dimitri has an extra razor.

An hour later I step out of the shower after cleaning my body, washing my hair with Dimitri's shampoo and conditioner which smell really good, and shaving the jungle that was growing on my body.

Problem now is, I don't have any change of clothes. There's was no way I was putting on my old clothes that's just gross.

I walk into Dimitri's room with a towel wrapped around my body. He might have some clothes that's a little small on him so I walk to his dresser.

I try on all of his sweats and to my dismay nothing fits. My only option is a pair of old boxers that were kept in the bottom of one drawer and an oversized T-shirt.

I pull the clothes on and walk back to the bathroom where I brush my teeth with and extra toothbrush I found in the cabinets. I use his hairbrush to brush my hair and only now realize how long my hair has gotten, it's literally only two or three inches away from my hips.

Shrugging I walk back to the bedroom. Now what to do? I look at the clock, 2:45.

Dimitri should be out in fifteen minutes. I sigh and lay back on the bed. As soon as I'm on my back the door opens.

I shoot up to my feet and see Dimitri standing in the doorway. He was wearing a black v-neck shirt, old jeans, and converse. It feels different now. Before I got my memories I loved him but I don't know why it was somehow different. I loved him but I didn't know him truly. Now it's like I'm seeing him in a different light and I can't help but replay different memories of our time together.

I want to hug him, and kiss him, and tell him I love him. And yet I can't move a muscle. I'm glued to my place next to the bed looking at the door, looking at him.

He smiles and drops his backpack on the floor walking to me," You're up."

I smile back," You're early."

He finally reaches me and places a light kiss on my forehead, "Last fifteen minutes of Bible class, who cares." He shrugs.

Finally regaining movement in my arm I wrap them around his neck. He runs a hand through my damp hair and raises an eyebrow.

"Oh-um I hope you don't mind, I used your shower. I mean I would've gone to my room but it's midday and classes where going on an-", he cuts me off.

"It's okay Roza." he whispers.

I smile and lean my forehead against his, "I never get tired of that name." I whisper with a smile tugging at my lips.

"That's cause you haven't heard it as much as I've used it. Eventually you'll hate it when I constantly say it." he replies with a light chuckle.

Well it was now or never.

"I have heard it. A lot of times," I say.

He raises an eyebrow," But you were only in St. Petersburg and then in the hospital for World War 2, I didn't use the name often."

"Yeah, but you used it a lot when we were in Chicago, remember?"

He smiles probably recalling memories of that life. My dad owned a little shop that sold fresh fruit and vegetables, Dimitri used to drop by all the time claiming that he loved the food selection. But my dad and I knew why he really came, for me.

He sighs," 1979."

I nod," The plane crashed."

It was a few months before I graduated, May 25 1979, and I decided to go check out a university in Los Angeles. The shop was out of control that day and dad couldn't take me to the airport. As always Dimitri was there and offered to take me. Right before I boarded the plane I kissed Dimitri, it was the first time I did in that life. And moments after the plane took off it crashed.

Dimitri nods and then freezes. His eyes that were closed were now open wide.

"How do you know that?"he asks.

I smile," I remember." I say quietly.

"You got that memory back?" he asks.

I shake my head. No.

His shoulder sag a little and a look of disappointment flashes in his eyes.

"I didn't get that memory back," I say," I got them all back."

Dimitri sucks in a ragged breathe," W-what?"

I smile," I got them back Dimitri. After the last memory I didn't come back immediately like the first time because instead I went into another one."

"Which one?" he asks grabbing my face in his hands.

"Heaven." I whisper

He looks at me shocked.

I let out an awkward laugh," I know how we got out names now. Our one's in Heaven was kind of a tongue twister, huh?"

No reply.

"So-um-yeah. Are you okay?" I ask poking him a little.

The next thing I know his mouth is on mine. I don't have a second to respond because by the time I do he lifted me up, wrapped my legs around his waist, and pushed me onto the bed.

Well I'm not going to be pushing him away .

I fist my hands into the front of his shirt pulling him closer.

But he pulls his face away," You remember." he states.

I laugh and took a loose strand of hair behind his ear," Yeah, I remember."

"Everything." he says grazing his lips along my jaw, I hold back a moan.

"Yes Dimitri, everything.", I pull his face back up to mine and look in his eyes," I love you so much."

"God, Roza I love you too so much." he whispers and then puts his lips back on mine.

I wrap my arms around his back pulling him closer. He pushes me deeper into the bed. Without knowing it I start tugging on the hem of his shirt. He pulls back a little and I pull it over his head.

When I look back into Dimitri's eyes they look different. Still a deep brown, still filled with love, but now with something more, lust.

Curling my fingers in his silky hair I pull his face back to mine.

Oh if God only knew what two of his angels were about to do.

What do you think? I'm sorry if it sounds off I'm a little rusty from not writing in forever ( a month)! Let me know what you guys think! Please review, I'm genuinely curious, did you guys think I gave up on this story? Just tell me I'm honestly curious, even thought that's not the case I want to know. Also get ready for an angel lemon next chapter. Do you guys think I should change this story to M? I mean it has a lot of language in my opinion and now a lemon so what do you think? Oh! And also some of you were curious if I write the lemons. Well, I am sixteen lol so I don't necessarily write them, I mean I did for my first story but from then on I get a friends help and I just edit, just thought I'd let you know cause some people were worried. So yeah, remember to review tell me what you thin, give me any recommendations on what to improve. I want some critical reviews now please lol I want to know what you guys think I should improve to make this story better!

Have a nice day! (: