A.N.- Okay I'm going through POVs for your sake as well as mine.

Rose (RPOV) Christian (CPOV) Lissa (LPOV)

Adrian (APOV) Saffron (SPOV) Dimitri (DPOV)

Jeremy (JPOV) Janine (HPOV)

These are the characters I use the most, If I ever use Jade and Clarissa they will be jpov and cpov, so the same as Jeremy's and Christian's only Lower case, but I won't use them until they are older. In Janine's, the H is for Hathaway.

DPOV:

I ran though the forest; jumping over logs and weaving through trees. Christian had killed me and when Mr. Castile stabbed me with the stake, his aim had been off. Instead of hissing the center of my heart, he had hit the edge of my heart. He hit the side that needed blood and hated sunlight. That part died. I no longer had to kill or hide from the sun.

I had been following a large group of Strigoi for a while now. They new I was there, they had talked to me once, they thought I was a full strigoi, since I had the pale skin and red eyes (the eyes would be red until all the blood I had drunk left my body, then they would be brown. My skin would turn tan once I spent enough time in the sun). Since then, they allowed me to follow behind them.

They had led me to the Academy I had once guarded. Ever since the first invasion in which I was awakened, strigoi saw the Academy as a weak location that held royals, moroi, novices and some of the best guardians.

They were currently standing on the playground, watching two women approach. They were both dhampirs, the older one was carrying a child. The two women were who the Strigoi were after, the child, who was moroi, was a plus. From where I was hiding among the trees, I was able to figure out who the strigoi's prey were.

The first one, the one holding the child, was Janine Hathaway, Rose's mother. The child, had the same hair and eyes as the Dragomir Princess, but the smile that played on her mouth reminded me of that Ivashkov Rose used to know. Vasilisa wouldn't have had a child with Ivashkov, she was dating Prince Ozera last I knew. The other woman looked like Rose, but it couldn't be. This woman was a lot larger than Rose was; very good about staying fit.

When the group came close enough to see the strigois, Janine handed the child to the Rose look alike and took out her stake. The strigoi closest to me looked over to another and asked, "Who are they?"

"Rosemarie Hathaway, Janine Hathaway and Clarissa Ivashkov-Dragomir. Rosemarie is pregnant and engaged," Said the other. Okay maybe that is Rose. I looked at the 'Rose' again, focusing on her eyes. Oh my god; that is Rose and that is the Princess's child. Rose is pregnant.

Janine leaped into action. She took the strigoi down, one by one. I had seen Rose fight, but Janine was another story. Janine fought to punish, and tried to make death hurt, Rose just wanted to protect, she went straight for the kill. Both women fought amazingly, never failing. As that thought crossed my mind, a strigoi grabbed Janine. He was about to bite her but he suddenly lit up in flames.

I looked around, there were no fire users, and then I saw the child, Clarissa. The toddler was walking towards the Strigoi. She held one arm out in front of her, like she was making sure she didn't bump into anything. Her eyes were glazed over so they looked white and looked like they were glowing. She shifted her hand as the strigoi dropped, and the strigoi she was staring at lit up in flames.

Rose and Janine stood frozen as they watched as Clarissa lit each strigoi on fire. Soon only one remained, lurking in the trees like me. I thought he was about to leave so I thought nothing of it, but I was wrong.

He jumped out of the trees and grabbed Rose from behind. I saw him sink into her and that put me over the edge. I ran at him and ripped him away from her. I landed on top of him, grunting at the impact. I was punching and ripping him apart. He tried to fight back, but I was too strong for him. I killed him.

I stood up and met Rose's eyes. I watched as the expression on her face turned from confusion to astonished.

"Roza." I said.

"Dimitri." She said, quietly.

Her eyes closed and fell to the ground. I rushed forward and caught her.

"Guardian Belikov?" It was Janine. I turned to look at her, cradling her daughter. Janine had her stake in her hand.

HPOV:

"Guardian Belikov?" I asked the figure holding my daughter. It looks like Dimitri, but it couldn't be. Dimitri was strigoi; he wouldn't care if Rose had been killed.

The figure turned to face me. It was Dimitri. He eyed my stake carefully. I put the stake in the loop on my belt, "Don't worry, you saved my daughter's life, I won't end yours." He grinned.

"Thank you Guardian Hathaway. And I'm not strigoi; I just have the strength and the speed of one. Mr. Castile saw to that." Dimitri said. That's right, Rose showed me that letter.

"Dimitri, please call me Janine." I said, "And thank you for saving my daughter." He was staring at her stomach.

"Who is the father?" Dimitri asked, worry in his voice.

"Christian Ozera." I said. His eyes shot up in shock.

"They hated each other!" He exclaimed.

"Then she got assigned to him at graduation. They moved into his house in North Carolina. I sent Abe to check on them and when he came back, the story was a long one." I stopped there.

"Well!!!" Dimitri said impatiently.

"Lissa had shown up with Adrian. Lissa was pregnant. Abe delivered the children. Jade, who is with her father at the moment, and Clarissa." I said looking over at Clarissa. She was sitting on a strigoi's chest, swinging her little legs and playing thumb war with herself

"When Rose and Christian got to the house, there was a little girl waiting for them. It turns out strigoi could have children, that child ends up being a dhampir. The little girl was Saffron Ozera, Christian's little sister. Rose and Christian took her in, and raised her. Rose mentored her and enrolled her in the academy. Kirova resigned so Lissa took over as headmistress and Rose became gym teacher. I just found out I'm about to be a grandmother, and a mother in law." Dimitri's eyes flashed to the ring on Rose's finger, "to an Ozera." I concluded.

"Guardian Hathaway!!" A voice yelled.

LPOV:

I was walking over to the lower campus when I saw Janine and a man standing on the playground. The man was holding a body: Rose's. I took off running. I yelled, "Guardian Hathaway!!"

Janine and the man looked over at me. I looked past them. There were a ton of logs were lying around, Clarissa was sitting on one. I soon drew level with them. Those weren't logs they were bodies. Strigoi bodies. The man wasn't just any man. The man was Dimitri Belikov. Badass Guardian, Rose's mentor, and most importantly part strigoi.

"Hey Dimitri." I said, picking up my daughter.

"This is my mommy!" Clarissa said to Dimitri and Janine.

"I know." Janine said laughing. I looked at her and she gave me the 'It's-a-long-story-I'll-tell-you-later-if-you-must-know' look.

"So. Dimitri, if you will follow me, I'll show you to Rose's room, then Paul's, then Jeremy." I said, starting to walk away.

"You know about Jeremy." He asked.

"Long story." I said.

JPOV:

"Then why are you telling people you are eight?"

"My parents weren't sure if the school would accept me, especially since I was raised by Strigoi. The school would probably accept me if I was young enough that my out looks on vampire life could be changed, though I know Strigoi are wrong, my parents drilled that into my head, they would accept me. So I pretended to be eight."

"Well then, since you aren't eight, I don't feel bad about doing this." I said.

"Doing what?" She asked turning to face me.

I quickly pecked her lips. Got up and said, "See you around, Ozera." I walked off.

"See ya, Jeremy." I heard her whisper.

I was sitting on my bed next to me was Saffron. I had my arm around her. We had been watching some Disney movie on TV for a while. I pulled her onto my lap. She didn't protest. I put my arms around her and kissed the top of her head.

I might hate to admit it, but I had fallen for a royal.

SPOV:

"Then why are you telling people you are eight?"

"My parents weren't sure if the school would accept me, especially since I was raised by Strigoi." I had told Rose and Christian this a while ago and they had told Lissa and Adrian, so my family knew, and here I was confessing this to a boy I hardly knew, "The school would probably accept me if I was young enough that my out looks on vampire life could be changed, though I know Strigoi are wrong, my parents drilled that into my head, they would accept me. So I pretended to be eight." That was all.

"Well then, since you aren't eight, I don't feel bad about doing this." He said.

"Doing what?" I asked turning to face him.

He quickly pecked my lips. Got up and said, "See you around, Ozera." He walked off.

"See ya, Jeremy." I whispered to his retreating figure.

I got up and followed him. I watched him walk into the Dhampir dorms. I followed him inside. I couldn't see him. I walked up to a twelfth-grade dhampir.

"Can you tell me where Jeremy Dunes' room is?" I asked.

"I could, but why should I?" She said.

"Because, my brother can light you on fire, my soon to be sister in law is the badass, and her best friend in the headmistress, do I need to give you anymore reasons?" I said sweetly. She got the message.

"Room 223." She said.

"Thank you." I said giving her a sweet smile. I turned and walked away.

After climbing up a flight of stairs, I found 223. I knocked.

"It's open." Jeremy called. I walked in, "Hey." He said seeing me.

"Hey." I said. I was unsure of what to do.

He walked over to me and pulled me into a hug. He kissed the top of my head. It felt so right to be in his arms.

"So what do you want to do?" He asked.

I walked over to the bed and sat down. I scooted to the middle and curled up into a ball.

"Well. We could watch a movie." I said, nodding towards the TV.

"Alrighty than." He said. Grabbing a remote off the table that held the TV and coming to sit by me. After flicking through the channels, we decided on some Disney movie neither of us knew the name to.

It had gotten late and we were both leaning against the pillows. His bed was a double, so we both fit, as long as we were close together, I had no objections to that. He had his arm around me. I was leaning against his chest, which was amazing. I felt his arm go from my shoulder to my waist. He pulled me onto his lap. I leaned against his perfectly sculpted chest. His arms went around me, holding me to him. He kissed me softly on the top of my head. Then lay down, still holding me to his chest.

He turned onto his side, keeping his arms around me. I cuddled up against him. We lay like that for a while, just staring into each other's eyes.

"What are you thinking of?" He asked me.

Do I tell him the truth, or not? I hesitated, "You can tell me, you know."

"I know. I was thinking about how I was raised by strigoi, ended up with my brother, and now here I am. Lying on a bed, with you and how it feels so right."

"Hm. I don't know much about most of that, but when you say how it feels so right, I agree. I have met so many royals; none of them were like you. They all think they are the most important people in the world. You and your brother, even Headmistress Dragomir…"

"Call her Lissa." I said, she had told me to tell him that.

"Okay." He smirked, "Your brother, Lissa and you, your different. You know how to take care of yourselves and you know how to use your power with out abusing it."

I couldn't hold it back anymore. I stretched a bit, and planted a kiss on his cheek. He responded by moving his hands to my waist, and kissed me on my lips. This one lasted longer, growing in intensity. He rolled onto his back, pulling me onto his chest; our lips still moving in sync with each other. I felt his tongue brush against my lips. I opened my mouth. His tongue entered my mouth.

There was a knock on the door. We sprang apart. After helping Jeremy smooth out the bed, I ran into the bathroom to hide.

JPOV:

"Call her Lissa." She said.

"Okay." I smirked, "Your brother, Lissa and you, your different. You know how to take care of yourselves and you know how to use your power with out abusing it."

She stretched a bit in my arms, and planted a kiss on my cheek. I responded by moving my hands to her waist, and kissed her on her lips. This one lasted longer, growing in intensity. I rolled onto my back, pulling her with me, holding he to her to my chest; our lips still moving in sync with each other. I decided to go for it and brushed my tongue against her lips. She opened her mouth; I smiled and slid my tongue into her mouth.

There was a knock on the door. We sprang apart. We smoothed out the bed and she ran to hide in the bathroom.

I went to answer the door. Standing in the doorway was Rosemarie Hathaway, the badass and my badass uncle Dimitri Belikov.