This chapter is pretty short, but I just had to write about when Rose tell's
someone about what she saw.

Enjoy!

Telling Someone

Rose's POV

"PROMISE!" was the last thing I heard from Lissa as everything turned black and I found myself sitting upright in the van, next to Dimitri. And then I remembered the Strigoi's face...

I sat straight up, straining against the seat beat, with tears running down my face as I remembered everything, good and bad, that had happened in my dream, or whatever you want to call it. It felt so real. With Lissa there, being able to actually talk to her and see her. Well up to the part that I couldn't hit the fucking Strigoi. That Strigoi! Why him? Why'd he do this? After everything he's done for us? Why?

"I promise," I whispered as I kept crying, recalling the look on Lissa's face as the leader Strigoi bit her, and then bit her again while grabbing her damn ass. How could someone do that to poor Lissa? I wish I could of just switched places with her. That's what any guardian would want. But this was Lissa, my best friend for life ever since we were little kids. But if they wanted me, they would have taken me, not Lissa.

I kept crying, not even trying to be quiet as Dimitri slowly got up and wrapped me in his arms. "What's wrong Roza?" he asked, pulling me closer to him. But I couldn't say anything but 'I promise' over and over again. "What Roza? Please tell me." He turned my chin so he was looking into my eyes, trying to search what was wrong. "What is it Roza?" he begged again.

I looked at the seats in front of us, noticing everyone was asleep except Adrian, who had head phones on while driving. "Lis-Li-Lissa. . ." I mumbled.

"What about her?"

"My – my dream. . . ." I whispered against his chest, making his shirt all wet.

"What was it about?"

"Li-Lissa. . ."

"What about her?" he asked again, more urgent.

"I saw her. She called out to me, with spirit. Even without the bond. She was hurt. There were Strigoi there. But they couldn't see me. I couldn't do anything. He bit her. I'm so going to kill him. Why him? Why Him?" I babbled on and on, not even knowing exactly what I was saying.

"Slow down Roza. Explain it slowly. What are you talking about? She called out to you? How? What happened? Who is 'him'?" he asked, trying to calm me down, wanting all the details.

"She called me to her in my dream," I explained slowly, taking deep breathes, trying to stop crying. "It's a new thing she learned with spirit. She said she's been trying to save her energy so she could talk to me, even though she should have healed herself. She looked so bad, so weak and helpless. She had a bit mark on her neck. How could they do that to her? To Lissa of all people?"

"It's just what they do. They don't think about anything, they just act on instinct. And it's not a good instinct. And it's worse since they actually have a leader."

"Oh, the leader," I sighed as I started crying again. "The stupid leader. He was there. He bit Lissa. He bit her and made her scream in pain, so much pain. He made her choose to die or be changed. And she chose to be changed. I tried to hit him, oh god I did. But it went right through him. It was like I wasn't there. Only Lissa could hear and see me. I felt helpless, I couldn't help her. I couldn't do anything but watch. It was so horrible."

"It's okay, it's okay," he whispered as he petted my hair back. "She'll be okay. We will save her. We will." I cried into his chest again as he petted my hair and rubbed my back, trying to calm me.

"But I did find a few things that were useful." I said as I pulled away to look in his brown eyes, remembering everything that I learned from this one dream with Lissa.

"And what would that be?" he asked as he caressed my cheek.

"Lissa said that they were heading towards California, or maybe in California. Somewhere around there."

"Well that's great."

"But the bad news is that I also found out who their leader is," I said, tears building up in my eyes again from just thinking about him.

"And why is that bad news? I'd think that was great news. Now we can find him easier."

"But, it-it's Robert," I said. But when he still looked confused, not recognizing the name, I told him the rest. "Robert Dashkov, Victor Dashkov's half-brother."

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