July 18th, 2011

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Previously On: Who Said A Lot Couldn't Happen? –

– Eddie's Point Of View –

Once we reached the gym we burst through the doors.

To find we were too late.

– Eddie's Point Of View –

Looking around the around the gym, I spotted them. With her were two Guardians – Guardian Frost and Guardian Young – who I personally think were pretty good. The way they were standing told me they backed off from fighting Dimitri – most likely because Rose asked them to. Rose herself looked like she was about to speak when we came bursting through the door.

I was beyond pissed. And by the looks of it, so was Christian. The heat that was coming off him was so intense that I even I could feel – and I was standing two feet away from him. Out of the corner of my left eye I could see his hands turning red as he tries to control himself. Of course, my control snapped the moment I saw the bastard.

At least she wasn't alone when she had to face him. I thought before I charged him – ready to fight the bastard. I knew that me fighting Belikov was like suicide, and he could take me no matter what. But I had to do it – by the looks of it, me charging Dimitri was a shock to him. He hurt someone I considered my sister. He damaged her to the point where she could barely trust anyone anymore.

Her mom all but abandoned her. She almost never visited her when she was little here at the academy. Who probably made Rose wonder if she was loved by her mother and probably also thought that Janine never cared for her at all she was little and growing up. Who was just starting to become close to her. She never knew her father till just recently – again because they both thought it best. She's known Lissa, Mason and me since she was little – but she lost Mason recently in Spokane. She had Lissa, Christian, Adrian, Mia, and, of course, me, but she rarely opens up since Dimitri left. She once had Dimitri, but he left her. Left her broken. Since then she had withdrawn from us all probably thinking that if she did that when, or if, one of us left her, she won't be hurt by it. Not that's that is going to happen. But still.

Half way to Belikov I heard a semi–loud, cold, and emotionless voice that was filled with nothing but authority.

"Guardian Castile." Shocked at the sound of it, I stopped my attack on him and look towards where the voice was coming from, to see a very pissed off looking Rose. If she had her Guardian mask on and her eyes masked like this, not to mention was speaking like that meant only one thing:

She. Was. Pissed.

Looking around, I saw that everyone in the room was shocked too, they – me included – also cringed and backed away at the glare they met when looking at her along with the coldness in her voice. A voice I liked to call her 'Guardian Voice and Attitude'. Yup, she was pissed. Her next words confirmed this.

"Quit acting like children, and start acting like the Guardians you are. That goes for you too, Guardian Frost, and Guardian Young." Turning to Dimitri, Rose addressed him for the first time.

"Roza I-" He started to say as she walked over toward him. Her strides were hard and precise.

"Don't. Just don't, Belikov," She said, using the same voice that was cold, emotionless, but filled with authority. All of us watched him flinch as if Rose slapped him when she dropped his title and called him nothing but Belikov. That in the Guardian world was very demeaning; but he deserved it in my opinion.

As Rose was walking over to him, I saw as he searched her face for something. Some kind of emotion; but he found none – not even in her eyes. It was a perfected mask. Something she had perfected a long time ago. A mask that was perfected over the time he was gone to the point where no one could find a trace of her emotion on her face or in her eyes -unless she allowed them to. Or knew her well enough – he used to be able to that from what I remember of their interactions with each other; and from what she told me.

I knew what he was capable of, and knew she was distantly aware of us watching his every move. As if treating him like a criminal that was locked up. One that had a visitor and we were protecting her from him. We all agreed that he was not someone to be trusted with Rose right now -if ever. A trust that had to be earned back; not just by us, but by Rose herself.

Standing a half a foot in front of him, I watched as she let her control go for the first time in a long while. Quickly she ducted down a pivot on her left foot while bring her right leg up and kicking him with as power as she could muster. And from what I saw, she must have used a little bit of darkness that had built up in her already from spirit – landing the kick square in his chest. The kick made him lift off the ground a little and fly back a few feet, landing ass first then on his back; earning a semi–loud groan followed by a few strings of what I figured were Russian swear words and curses. I had to hold back the snicker that was rising in my chest. I also cupped a hand over my mouth, covering up the smile that hid beneath my hand.

"Just because your back doesn't mean I'm happy and want to talk to you. Now, I suggest that you stay away from me till I decide I say otherwise, or you'll end up worse. I'll even let Eddie have his way and not stop him next time."

Now that was something I was really looking forward to. I couldn't help but grin at that thought. "We've all changed in the three month since you were gone," she said, her right leg lifted up a little still. "Since–" She stopped herself from continuing that thought before it completely formed. It must have been something that would've made her break down right there and then; something she didn't want. "And don't call me Roza. It's Rose or Guardian Hathaway to you. Not Roza. You lost that right when you left three months ago. I know it's not a long time to some people, but you still lost every right you had back then," she said, still using the same tone as before. Firm. Strong. Assertive.

Bringing her leg down and turning away, she walked passed Frost, Young, and was about to pass me, when I grabbed her arm. I didn't grab her hard; but it wasn't gentle either – just enough to stop her from ignoring me and leaving.

"Rose, you shouldn't have done that. You know you're not supposed to be fighting. You have to think about not just yourself, but your baby as well," I told, my tone was gentle, yet harsh at the same time.

"I know this, Eddie. I needed to do that though. I needed to be the one to hit him," she told me – back to her normal self.

"I know," I said, my complete honest understanding lacing my tone. "I know you did. I'm glad you did, otherwise I would have had to. You know you're like my family; and family sticks up for one another."

She was about to reply and tell me something, when I heard Dimitri ask with disbelief and shock in his voice from behind her. "What did he just say?" Looking over her shoulder, I saw him just standing up and coming over toward us.

Turning to face him, she said – with anger in her voice, "You heard him." Before turning back around and leaving. She was most likely aware that Christian and I were glaring at Dimitri, before following her out. It was extremely hard to catch her off guard these days – she was always aware of her soundings.

Before leaving the gym completely and standing just inside the door, she turned around once more. What she said next was a low blow, in my assumption of what she knew of him – but she had to say it. Facing him so she could see his reaction, she said, "Belikov. I got a four word phase for you. Like father; like son."

With that said, we all watched as the pain of her words spread across his face and his body stiffened. His expression told me that he wished he were facing a Strigoi that was ancient and could not beat. Or that he was facing her mother – who he has always feared rather than facing what Rose had just told me; or that she had punched him to in the gut and was in agony from the blow. I watched as the pain that he was feeling throughout his body slowly getting worse and worse. It got to the point that even I couldn't watch. I thought that that was cruel. But who was I to judge, or justify someone else's actions?

I stood there watching as she left the gym; leaving him to wallow in his pain...

Pain that was nothing like her own; but pain nonetheless.

When Rose left the gym, I turned around, watching as an agony ridden Dimitri Belikov crumpled to the ground right in front of me. I didn't know his past – but Rose did, and she used something about his father against him; striking a nerve within him. She used it to cause him pain. And those words looked as if they were doing the job that she intended for them to do, too.

Looking at him while he was still there on his knees – crumpled in agony – I addressed him for the first time.

"You know she is still in pain, right? Pain you caused her. She loved you. Hell, she probably still does." I said to him, running my hand through my hair. Saying those words, I got his attention and I could see just how much pain Rose's words had inflicted up upon him.

But still, that was nothing compared to the pain he had caused her. Pain that you could not only see in her eyes, but in everything she did. Pain that was visible when you were around her – and you didn't need to be a Spirit user to see it. Pain you could almost feel and taste just being in her presence.

I looked him in the eyes – my gaze never wavering; and never leaving his – as I said what I need to say.

"But when you left, you shattered her. Hurt her to the point where she barely trusts anyone anymore. A point where she probably thinks that if she gets close to anyone – and I mean anyone, herself included – she thinks we will all leave her. Like you did!" By this point I was yelling. Unable to control my voice without breaking my control and going against Rose's wishes. I wanted to take a few steps, close the distance between us, and give him something else to be in agony about. Something that would surely leave some marks on his face to remember me by. But I didn't. I didn't want to upset Rose any more then what she already was.

"We all had to watch her pick up the pieces and put them together!" My hands were clenched into fist; my voice cold. "Pieces by agonizing little piece! And what hurt us more than anything, and I do mean anything, was that she wouldn't even trust us enough to help her! Us," I gestured around the room at no one in particular," the ones who did stick around! Unlike some Cowards!" He knew that I was talking about him and only him. He stiffened, face turning a bright shade of red, but he remained silent.

"Think about that while you wallow in your own self pitying pain!" I continued. "Because of you, she barely trusts us – her family, blood or not! You hurt her that deep! You shattered her heart! Not to mention you left something that reminds her constantly of you! If you love her, but are going to leave again – leave now so she doesn't have to go through all of that pain all over again!" I had to stop for a moment to catch my breath. I was on a rampage, not giving a shit if someone overheard us or not. All through my ranting, he just stood there gapping at me.

I narrowed my eyes, fist still clenched at my sides, voice level, I continued, "The trust you once had from all of us concerning Rose, is almost non-existent! If you love her and want her again, you will have to prove to us all – by all of us, I mean all of us. Her friends and loved ones, including the Guardians and staff of St. Vlad's. You will have to prove yourself in more ways than one to Rose that you are not leaving, and are here for good," I yelled at him, switching back to my calm, cold, and emotionless voice whilst glaring at him – causing him to flinch.

"But if you break her heart one more time – or hurt her one more time, and I don't care how small a thing it is – I will personally hunt you down and end your life. That is not a threat – that is a promise. And if you know me at all, then you know I make good on my promises. And this is one promise I will not forget. Ever."

With that and one more ice cold glare that could give the iceberg that sunk the Titanic a run for its money, I followed Rose and Christian out the door.

When I had arrived at the staff dining hall, Rose had already gotten her food and was sitting down eating it. Well more like picking at it. She didn't look up when I sat down next to her, or complain when Christian and Lissa were kissing in front of her.

"Rose?...Rose?" I called trying to get her attention, but she seemed to be in her own world. Finally looking up to our concerned gaze after a while, she had an expression that said that she was not in the here and now. She was really somewhere else. Somewhere far, far in the distance. Probably thinking about Dimitri being here, and/or if she should tell him.

"Sorry, I spaced there. I think I'm going to eat in my room. Sorry." The look on her face was a picture of someone who had lost something very valuable to her. It damn near it broke my heart right in two. She got up with her tray and left before we could ask her any questions.

Once she disappeared out the door to the staff dining hall and around the corner, I looked at Christian. Nodding in understanding, I turned to the others.

"Earlier this morning Christian here," I nodded in his direction, "was walking down the hall when he overheard someone say that a certain Russian was back." I paused and let that sink in. When it did, the only one that didn't know was Mia. No one had told her yet.

"I don't get it," Mia said, looking at me in confusion.

"Belikov is back," I stated flatly.

"I'm still confused. What does any of that have to do with this?" She asked.

Apparently no one told her what was going on with Rose. Not even Rose herself. Looking at the others, I could see they didn't want to talk about it here where everyone could hear all the details.

"Not here, Mia," Lissa said, drawing Mia's attention to her. "Let's finish here and go to mine and Christian's room and talk about it there. In private," Lissa said in her, 'I'm not taking no as an answer' voice – a.k.a. her 'Princess Voice'.

Fifteen minutes later, we were in Lissa and Christian's room in the new Royal Moroi Staff apartments.

The building's name? The Dragomir Building. It was named after dying out Royal family. A Namesake of sorts.

– Eddie's Note –

I know this is just me thinking to myself – but I would like to think that this is being read, and not me thinking I'm talking to myself. Thus making me sound crazy. So…

Dear Reader,

Let me explain this.

Right before Graduation it was decided that the academies would have small areas throughout campus for those that teach and have families. They were divided into three areas. The Dhampir living family residential area is located between the Guardian's Building, the Novice Dorms and Guardian Dorms. The Non – Royal family residential area that is located near the Lissa and normal Staff Dorms on campus. And The Royal Lissa family residential area also located by the Lissa and normal Staff Dorms on campus.

In doing this more Lissa teachers are more willing to teach seeing as they can bring their families as well. It's basically the same for those single parent Guardians, even though there are way fewer of those, they have the same amount of space as the Non – Royal living area.

The Royal area has one building for every Royal Family. All with their family crest throughout their building – officially making it theirs.

Being the last Lissa, Lissa has the whole building to herself. She wanted Rose and me to have one of the apartments there but we refused. In the end? Lissa got what she wanted except with Rose there was a deal involved. You see the deal was that Rose would stay in her Guardian Dorm till she is farther along in her pregnancy then move to the Lissa Building. That way when it's time or if she needs help she won't be too far from someone.

Speaking of which, and don't tell Rose this because she would bite our heads off for doing this saying that we didn't have to do it, but for the most part the nursery is complete we just need to know what color to paint it. Okay back on topic.

When Lissa gets married to Christian they will have a choice to either: stay or move to the Lissa Building. When she was told this they both agreed that they were staying in the Lissa Building. Again off topic, Christian has also decided to take Lissa's last name instead of her taking his.

– End of Eddie's Note –

You could tell Lissa did the decorating in her and Christian's apartment.

"So, are you guys going to tell me what's up with the hush, hush at breakfast? Or am I going to have to find someone who knows and make them tell me?" Mia said, demanding to know what was going on, pulling me out of my thoughts.

So we all explained what happened between Rose and Him. I couldn't even think of his name without getting pissed at him:

Dimitri Belikov.

When we were done, to say that she was shocked, would be an understatement of the year. Her face showed nothing but shock, disbelief, horror, but also that she was pissed. There were many more emotions that I couldn't quite identify because they vanished too quickly to read.

"That's why we don't mention Dimitri around Rose. I know what you're thinking: That we should tell him about the baby – and we agree with you – but Rose doesn't want to." I held up my hand to Mia, stopping her from speaking. It looked like she was about to put up a protest.

"He hurt her to the point that she barely trusts us – even if she considers us family before and now. So don't mention it at all when you're around him, and if you have to don't, -in anyway – tell him that it's his kid." Christian concluded.

I was about to say something else, when there was a knock on the door. I got up and opened it to reveal a very shocked and unbelieving looking Dimitri. Confused to why his face was colored in shocked and disbelief till realization set in.

"How much did you hear, Belikov?" I demanded in a no nonsense voice.

"Most of it. Especially that last bit. What Christian just said," He said, anger lacing in his voice.

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