Thank you so much for reviewing. This is chapter three. I do not own any of these characters; Richelle Mead does.

I smiled as I drove towards my house. Dimitri was sitting in the passenger seat looking around nervously as apartments turned into regular houses. When the houses started to get bigger and few and far between Dimitri turned to me.

"So you are a secret millionaire." I laughed, but stayed quiet.

I heard my tires crunch on the pavement as I came to a stop in my garage.

Dimitri followed me into my kitchen through the garage door and spread my arms wide. "This is my humble abode."

He looked around in a sort of awe. The stainless steel glittered as the setting sun hit it through the kitchen window. "You live here?"

I smiled. "Aren't you glad you accepted my offer?" I took his bag from his shoulder. "I'll take you up to your room and then I can give a tour of the house."

He followed me into the living room and stopped to stare at the television. "I've never seen a TV that big." He turned to me. "Where do you get a TV that big?"

We continued up the stairs and down a long hallway. When we passed the bathroom I pointed it out to him and continued on. Finally we reached what would soon be his bedroom. I entered first and dumped his bag on the perfectly made bed.

"This is your room." He looked around then his eyes landed on me.

"Thank you so much for this." He gestured around the room. "This is a million times better than that other place."

I smiled. "It's no problem." I walked to the door. "I'll let you get settled. If you need me I'll be somewhere around."

"Actually," he started. "I think I might just get ready for bed."

Nodding I said, "Yeah, me too. Although I don't know how far I'll make it. My blood is drowning in coffee." With that I took my exit and made my way to my room.

I showered and got ready for bed, but just like i had predicted I was much too wired to actually fall asleep. It was about eight o'clock and as I flipped through channels mindlessly I wondered if letting a stranger into my house was another one of my dumb ideas.

One side of my brain thought, You are helping someone in need. The other side though, You don't know him. He could he dangerous.

Taking precaution I walked over to my door and locked it. Immediately afterward I felt guilty for not trusting him and unlocked it again. On my way back to my bed I turned sharply and re locked the door.

I tried to sleep but all night I was tossing and turning worrying about the decision I had made and then feeling guilty for worrying. I was clearly not very good at making solid decisions; especially if I was letting them keep me up at night.

I woke up groggily and still tired as I trudged to my bathroom. I looked in the mirror, and saw a bird's nest looking back. I sighed and fixed my hair into a pony tail. I brushed my teeth, and washed my face before I headed down to my kitchen.

The cold kitchen floor sent shivers up my bare feet. I turned on the coffee maker, and started to make my morning coffee reminding myself to put in enough for two.

I sat at the island in the middle of the kitchen and lay my head down on the cool steel. I felt myself start to doze off a bit when all too suddenly I heard a light, "Rose," come from behind me.

I jumped successfully shifted my chair back.

"I'm so sorry," Dimitri said as he made his way to the other side of the island and leaned against it. "I didn't mean to scare you."

"It's okay." I straitened myself out.

I examined Dimitri with curious eyes. His hair was damp, from a shower I assumed. He was wearing him army suit; all camouflage. He had his combat boots at his feet tied up firmly. Suddenly I realized something.

"Is this the only clothes you have?" I asked him.

He looked down at himself, and the corners of his mouthed turned down. "Yeah, this is all I have."

"Well, comrade-" I began.

"Comrade?" He asked.

"Yeah, you were in the army. Comrade-Army, they are related." I have him a look as if it should have been easy for him to realize that.

"I was actually a corporal, and in the U.S. Army they don't have comrades, I don't think any branch of the military does." He looked at me speculatively.

"Well, I'm going to call you Comrade, you're stuck with it." I shrugged at him. "Like I was saying; you are going to burn with those clothes."

He shook his head. "I don't have anything else." He shrugged as if it didn't bother him.

The coffee maker beeped and I got up to prepare mine. "Um. I can take you shopping." I smiled up at him.

"Actually, that would be great. Most of my fund is for new clothes."

I smiled at him. "Good. How do you like your coffee?"

He stayed quiet. I looked up at him. His eyes bore into mine. The chocolate orbs seemed to get darker. "Black."

I nodded trying to drag my eyes away from him, but I couldn't, they had me paralyzed and my heart was beating erratically. I looked at my fingers; baffled as to what had happened.

Snap out of it, I told myself. I turned around and made Dimitri's coffee. When I handed him his cup, and our fingers brushed against each other, and I felt and electric current run up my arm and through my body. My eyes snap up to him, and by the curious look in his eyes I knew he had felt it too. I felt my cheeks heat up. I let go of the mug, and took my cup. I took a sip, then another. There was an awkward silence surrounding us.

"I'll go shower," I said. "Then we can go to the mall." I bolted up the stairs, ran into my room, and shut the door behind me.

I turned on the shower, and got in. When I was done I changed, and went back to the kitchen. Dimitri was sitting on the island chair where I was originally sitting, staring at his hands with his eyebrows furrowed.

"Dimitri," I began coming up behind him, "are you ready?" He turned around, and nodded.

I left my phone at my house knowing that everyone would be calling.

When we got to the mall, Dimitri looked around, and muttered, "This is going to be a long day."

I laughed and dragged him inside.

Two hours of shopping later, we had three bags of jeans, and two of shirts. The only problem was that all the clothes were woman's clothing.

"There has to be something that you want." I looked at Dimitri.

He shook his head. "Nothing."

I looked around, and saw my opportunity. "Well look, there's Abercrombie & Fitch, do you want to shop there?" I asked.

He looked in that general direction. I saw his eyes widen as he saw the shirtless model in the entrance. "No, I'd rather not."

I laughed at his expression, and pulled his arm towards the food court. "While you decide why don't we eat?"

We were on our way to a pizzeria when Dimitri stopped short in front of a store. I looked at his face, and saw that his eyes were glazed over. The store he was looking into had a big sign in brown letters. It read Boot Barn. Behind the letters was a big red barn. I looked back to Dimitri and followed his gaze. There was a duster on a manikin in the display area. It was black, and was clearly leather.

Dimitri abruptly fell out of his trance, and shook his head. "Sorry," he muttered, and kept walking. I stole one more look at the duster, and smiled.

We ordered the pizza and got a table to wait for it.

I got up from the chair, and said, "I'm going to the bathroom."

I left in the direction of the bathroom, and stopped in front of Boot Barn. I sighed and walked in.

I walked up to the guy in a plaid shirt tucked in to his blue jeans, and a cowboy hat.

"Hi, how may I help you?" he asked with a horrible fake southern accent.

"Can I get one of those dusters on the display window?"

Chad, as nametag read, cleared his throat and walked into the back room.

I waited a couple of minutes before he yelled out, "What size?"

"Medium," I yelled back.

He brought back the duster, and I paid. Unless I was being ripped off the price signified that the duster was definitely leather.

I had a smile on my face on my way back to the food court. On my way back, because when I got there, the smile was gone. There was a fake platinum blonde sitting in the chair across from Dimitri, shoving her fake boobs forward.

I stepped up to the table with my hands on my hips, and tapping my foot.

Dimitri looked up at me and noticed the bag in my hand. "I thought you went to the bathroom."

"I lied." I looked at the girl sitting in my seat. "You're in my seat."

"Who are you?" She asked in her annoyingly high voice.

"Just move before I move you." The murderous look I gave her must have convinced her because she moved, but not before throwing a what she might have thought was a seductive look at Dimitri.

I sat down, and shoved the bag to him.

I swear I saw Christmas in his eyes. I smiled at him, and sat back in my chair.

"Thank you, so much."

After we ate Dimitri was so happy that he let me drag him into any store. By the end of our trip we had a new wardrobe for him.

On our way home I could feel us both becoming more comfortable around each other. I loved it. On the way back to my house we just joked and laughed and had a marvelous time. We told each other about our family, and our friends.

We hopped out of the car just as I was in the middle of telling him a funny story. He offered to carry as we walked up the walkway.

"We were just walking on the pond and next thing you know; Christian started falling through the ice. It was the funniest thing ever, it took me a while to stop laughing and actually help him. Of course Lissa was freaking out. He had a minor case of hypothermia, but my mocking must've been worse than his diagnosis."

We laughed but our laughter stopped abruptly as we walked through the door and there was a group of people standing around in my kitchen.

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