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Loving is Sacrificing

Chapter 5

Rose's POV

It had been days since my mother had visited me. I've had no visitors since then, no food and absolutely no shower privileges. All I have done is sleep. When I was not sleeping I thought, and my thoughts were what scared me the most. Lissa has been using Spirit lately, and allot of it. The side effects are taking a toll on me. I have rage, hatred and black darkness clouding my every thought and movements. I am in desperate need to beat the hell out of something or perhaps someone. Unfortunately as a Murder Convict I can do no such thing. So for right now I am just going to sleep. After all sleep doesn't hurt..right?

I appeared in my old room at the Academy. My room looked exactly like it had when I still lived in it. Pictures of Lissa and I were set up on display all over my room. The bed still unmade. A pile of my clothes thrown in a corner, it smelled the same. I slowly sat down on the bed that i had spent so many nights on. This was home. I curled into a tight ball and wished things could go back to before the attack. My trainings with Dimitri, our stolen kisses, those darn Western books, the night at the cabin, Mason, and my freedom. I wished with my entire being that things could go back. I didn't care if I had to do the whole last six months over again. I could change the out come of the attack, Mason and Tatiana's death. Soon tears were trailing down my cheeks, leaving glistening tracks.

I felt strong, lean arms wrap around me and at the same time someone gently kiss my head. No words were spoken, we just sat in a comfortable silence. I knew who was holding me...Adrian. For the first time in hours, I felt safe and loved.

The dream soon became hazy, I tried so hard to hold on. In the last moments of my dream, Adrian gave me a chaste kiss.

"Dont worry Little Dhampir, all of this will be over soon."

I was too soon embraced by the frigid room, and the hard rock they call a "bed." They really knew how to make people feel comfortable. I opened my eyes and l scanned the room- this was not my home. My eyes stopped as they focused on a figure. Mikhail stood outside my cell, apparently trying to receive my attention.

"Hey Rose. How are you?" He asked, his eyes full of concern.

"Just dandy." I grumbled. He sighed and unlocked the cell I was captured in.

"Don't be like that Rose, all of this will be over soon. You have a meeting with Abe right now. Hopefully he has has some good news for you." I bounced off of my rock.

"Really? Like right now?" He chuckled as he nodded his head. "Come on, follow me."

"Don't I get to take a shower or something? I smell like a teenage boy." I looked at him questionably. I am a girl I take a shower every day. If I cant have my shower's, well I'll just have another murder case on my hands.

"Yes, but not right now. You have scheduled showers."

I knew my mouth was wide open. "You have got to be freaking kidding me! Scheduled showers? This is preposterous!"

The guards outside of my cell tensed, ready to take me down if there were any problems. I glanced at Mikhail, he did not look happy. It all came together, this was test. They knew I wasn't going to like this, so they sent him to tell me. Analyzing my control with my friends. If I overreacted it could be a strike against me and him.

"Alright, alright." I muttered as I stomped my oven to Mikhail. He grabbed my hands and reached behind his back to retrieve something. Handcuffs. I opened my mouth to protest when Mikhail rubbed my arm soothingly as to say sorry. He gently hand cuffed me.

I was lead to to very open room. I guess they never heard about a thing called privacy. I was here to speak with my father- Abe. I hope he can prove that I am with out a damn doubt- i am innocent. If he doesn't, well I will just haunt his ass in the afterlife. I spotted Abe, dressed in his usual attire. I could see why some were threatened by his look. Tall, like every other Moroi, broad shoulders dark hair, and of course his threatening eyes. He really does look and act like the knee cap breaking type.

I sat down across from him and noticed him scrutinizing at my face. I noticed his fist's clench at my appearance.

Did I really look that bad? "Come on Ole' Man I do not look that bad, do I?" I teased him, trying to start the conversation. So many things ran through my mind. He said nothing at all, still contemplating me. Trying to keep my calm demeanor I waited for his response. After five minutes he finally addressed me.

"Rosemarie, we have to be quick. But before we start I have one question." I nodded for him to continue. "What have they done to you?" The concern and depression in his eyes sunk my heart. They hadn't really done anything to me, it's what they haven't done. Where had the strong ass'd Zmey gone?

"That's the thing..they haven't done anything." I all but whispered. Abe's lips tightened as he composed his face and posture. Clearing any emotion it had just held. This was the Abe I knew.

He cleared his throat and began sorting through papers.

"Ms. Hathaway I am going to interrogate you on the night Queen Tatiana Ivashkov was killed. We will begin now." I sighed this was going to be a long meeting.

"Where were you at the time of 9:20 in the morning?" I rolled my eyes at his question, how many times am I going to be asked this.

"With my boyfriend, Adrian Ivashkov- in my bedroom. Sleeping."

"Were you aware, you did not have your stake with you?"

"No I wasnt." I replied.

And that was how our meeting went, he asked the questions and I answered them. As soon as he was finished he packed everything away in his suitcase. We bother stood up to depart. He walked to me slowly and gave me a one-armed hug.

"Hang in there kiddo."

"You to old man." Well there certainly wasn't any good news or reassurance in this meeting. I was left with more questions rather than answers.

Once again I was handcuffed and escorted out of the room. This time we seemed to have taken a longer route. I kept my head down the entire time until a strong emotion from the bond. Lissa was feeling happiness, grief, and determination. What the hell? I was trying to become entranced into her mind and soul. Only when I did, I saw me. Now I saw what everyone see's when they see me. My face has tightened, I had deep blue bags under my eyes, hair was a mess and I looked like I had shrunk. Lissa was standing right in front of me with Christian and Dimitri right on her heels.

I heard all three of them gasp.

"Rose." She breathed. She almost took a long stride to greet me when..Dimitri softly grabbed her forearm.

"Princess I dont think right now is the best time to reacquaint yourself with Ms. Hathaway. I dont think it is the time to mention the matters we have discussed."

His words infuriated me. Who the hell did he think he was, telling my best friend not to speak with me; and what is with the "Ms. Hathaway." My fists clenched and I felt myself draw in the dark energy from Lissa. This was not good. I saw Lissa glimpse at both Dimitri and I.

"Get away from me." I seethed, my eyes fixated on the three of them. I tried to control myself for everyone's sake. If they did not go soon I was going to lose it. Lissa shook her arm out of Dimitri's grasp and stepped towards me. The room tensed. Mikhail restraints became stronger.

"Stop." Lissa's, shock and hurt glided it's way through the bond at my words.

"But, Rose I-"

"Stop." I repeated. She took small steps now. Christian and Dimitri and moved closer as well, closer to her anyway. "Please just go." I knew I was shaking, how Mikhail had manged to keep me in place was a miracle. I could feel wetness on my cheek, trailing down my neck. I didnt know whether it was sweat or tears. Probably both.

Christian's eye's softened. He put himself in front of her in a protective manner. Did they think I was going to hurt my best friend? Christian of all people should know I would never hurt her.

"Rose calm down. We only want to help you." Why was everyone saying my name like that? Then I remembered why everyone in the room was tense. The darkness had consumed me, obviously to the point where it frightened them. I was still managing not to lunge at them, which is a good thing.

"Go away. I do not want to hurt you. Please go away!" I felt myself pull against Mikhail.

Lissa peeked her head around Christian's shoulder and whispered in his ear, his eyes scanned the room and ended on me. Once he nodded she slipped from the tight compress, Dimitri and Christian had formed.

Lissa looked me straight in the eyes as she walked towards me. She fierceness and love shone in her eyes, all those emotions towards me. She stopped directly in front of me,

"Lissa, please." I whispered. Begging her to understand I was hanging on by a thread. She lifted her hand and raised it towards my face slowly. her fingers wiped away my fallen tears and trailed her fingers down my cheek lovingly. Like mother would do to a wounded child.

Light, happiness and love flew through my veins. She had healed me from the darkness. My shoulders slumped in defeat, my muscles loosened and my walls crumbled as well. I fell to my knee's and began to sob. Lissa delicately wrapped her arms around me. I do not know how long we sat there like that, until Mikhail cleared his throat loudly. Lissa and I pulled apart, I tried to give her a small smile but I knew I had failed.

"I'm sorry to cut this short Rose, but we are kinda on a schedule here. I don't want you to miss your shower." He said apologetically. I nodded and stood and helped Lissa up. I gave her a goodbye hug and held on tight.

"I have a plan. Do not worry this will all be over soon." She pulled away and smiled before she walked back to Christian and Dimitri.

Why does everyone keep on telling me this?

Dimitri's stare had remained on me the whole time, with is Guardian Mask in place. Only now did I see a flicker of emotion, one I could not decipher. They all waved goodbye before walking off.

Mikhail and I had began walking in silence.

"You okay?' He asked as we finally reached the showering section in the Court's Jail. I nodded. My throat was hoarse and quite frankly did not feel like talking to anyone. He took my silence as an answer and signed me in. Before I knew I was under hot steaming water, just the way I liked it. There was two other convicts in the showers, both to far away to recognize their faces. Shower's here only lasted seven minutes. This was my version of Seven Minutes in Heaven.

Once I had dried off, changed into the Jail's overalls and signed out; I waited in the Shower Lobby for a Guardian to escort me back to my cell.

A Gangly teenage boy suddenly stood next to me.

"Rosemarie Hathaway?" He asked nervously. I rolled my eyes and nodded, signaling for him to continue.

He reached into the bag around his waist and handed me letter. I looked at the recipient to make sure it was for me. But the boy was right it was addressed to me, but the sender's name was not listed. I hastily opened the letter. My eyes widened as I read.

My Dearest Rose,

I am sure you on wondering where my brother and I have gone. Soon you will know. Dont worry little one, we will see each other very soon. Sooner than you may think. Do not trust your surroundings Rosemarie. There are people out there who want you. I would like to thank for doing such a courageous move and breaking me out of that awful cell. How can I ever repay you? Until I see you again Rosemarie. I shall keep in touch.

Love,

Victor Dashkov

P.S. You sure know how to find trouble. Killing the Queen, Rose? I thought I had taught you well enough not to leave any evidence. I'm sure you know Valissa is next to be Queen. If not, now you certainly do. Give my queen the best of wishes for me.

My fingers gripped the paper tightly, creating folds in the paper. I read the letter over and over again. What was taking my escort so long? A tall, muscular shadow materialized in front of me.

"Finally! What took you so long? I stood up quickly and placed the letter in my pocket. I looked at the person, awaiting an answer.

My breathing hitched, and I clenched my fists.

"What the hell are you doing here?"

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