A/N: Good morning/afternoon/evening...2nd part of Rose's day is here! Let's see see how our Rose finishes out her day. I hope you guys enjoy it!

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"UF!" I grunted as I collided against the wall. However, the wall then moved and caught me before I got another one-on-one with floors, preventing me from possibly going to the hospital. Nonetheless, even the moving wall couldn't prevent the whiplash my head went through. Not able to explain how a wall could stop me from falling, I thought I might have hit my head on it harder than I initially thought.

And then it spoke.

"My bad," said a gruff but soft voice, thick with a foreign accent.

Looking up, I found herself speechless and awed by the beauty of the world for the second time today. He had to be about 6'7" because he looked about a whole foot taller than my. I realized that I didn't hit my head on a wall, but his broad, firm, toned chest. Looking him over, I realized that his whole body - from what she could see through his t-shirt - was toned and muscular. His arms weren't bulging out but you could tell if you touched them they would be as hard as rock. Oh what I would give to see what was under the shirt or to have those arms wrapped around me. Looking up, I saw that his chocolate brown hair, falling around his face since he was looking down at me, came down to his chin. His face, square shaped because of his defined jawline, was a tanned, olive complexion and looked as tough as his body felt. However, his eyes told a different story. They were a dark chocolate color, dark enough that they always looked to always have this mystic feel to them, like there was more to the story, but colorful enough to see the tenderness and worry about this stranger that rammed right into him.

"Are you okay?" he asked as he sat her down on the seat right by us and putting their things on the table before checking her over to see if she had any bumps or if her eyes weren't focusing. He couldn't help but recognize what a beautiful woman she was, in that simple outfit and with that carefree air around her she had captivated him. When she looked up into her eyes, her dark brown eyes looked at me in slight stupor and wondering curiosity. Her slim body that fitted perfectly into him. Not sure how to proceed, he thought detached from his emotions and tended to her to make sure she was ok, so he didn't do or say anything stupid. "Repeat after me. Purse tiger coffee apple heat."

Having composed herself, she looked at him funny but complied to his request. "Why did you have me repeat that? And don't tell me you don't watch Castle."

"It's a simple oral test to see if you have a concussion." she scuffed and muttered "it'd be a miracle if I didn't" as he said. "No I do not watch Castle, and you're concussion-free."

"You don't! Well my good sir I recommend you do."

"What's your name is and where do you live?"

"Not with me! And, it takes more than causing me an enormous head ache to get that out of me," she said. She saw him slightly flush before put back on the calm, cool mask.

"I'm sorry," he said, not wanting to have offended her. Why did he open his mouth? "I'm Dimitri by the way. Dimitri Belikov."

Dimitri Belikov. It had a nice ring to it, especially just saying Dimitri. Feeling stupid for going on the defensive with him, all he wanted to was help, I backtracked.

"I'm Rose Hathaway," I said, sounding sincere as I extended my hand to him. His calloused but tender hand engulfed my smaller, soft hand as he returned her smile with small one. Seeing that smile, I decided that no matter where life takes us, that smile is by far the most beautiful rarity I will ever see. "And I was just messing with you. Loosen up a bit, Belikov...are you from Russia or Turkey?" I grabbed my frapp and took a sip, looking up at him through my eyelashes.

"Russia. How did you guess that?" he said as he raised one of his eyebrow. How is he able to do it?!

"My dad's from Turkey, his last name is Mazur," I said nonchalantly, grabbing my cookie. "Cowboys? Aren't a little old for that?"

"It's Western and no, I'm not. These are classics."

"I'll take your word for it," I said as I got up, I grabbed onto the chair when I swayed for a moment. I shook my head to get rid of any lingering lightheadedness. Dimitri got up and put his arm out to help me balance. He lifted my chin and looked me straight in the eye and asked me if I was ok. For a second, I got trapped in those big brown eyes filled with worry, but then I shook it all off, shrugged my shoulders, and said it was nothing. He wasn't convinced and offered to take me to the hospital to get checked out. I quickly shot down the idea, saying that it was nothing more than a headache and it would be gone by the end of the day. I did, however, agree to let him walk me to my car.

"Are you sure? I can give you a ride," he persisted, knowing I'd say no.

"No, Dimitri, I'm fine. You just want to get me in your car," I said teasingly, playfully winking at him, making him shake his head.

"No, Rose, I'm not using it as a pretext to get you in my truck."

"I'm. Fine. Plus, you don't even know me, why are being such a worry wart?"

"It's instinct," he said, unable to find an answer. Not giving me a chance to respond to that comment, he quickly said, "Can we come to a compromise? I'll let you drive home by yourself if you promise to meet me here tomorrow around 11."

"Promise," I said after thinking about it for a microsecond. I don't know what, but something about him was alluring, and, to be honest, I would have agreed to anything if it got me out of house. He gave me his number in case she something came up and I couldn't make it tomorrow. Then he went back into the coffee shop while I got in my car and drove home.

Turning off my car, I could hear the shouting going on inside the house. From they way the lights are turned on, I figured they were in the kitchen, meaning I could go through the front door unnoticed. As I grabbed her things and got out of the car, I paused a moment to look up at the sky, a beautiful pink to orange to lavender gradient surrounding me. Wonder where the time went, crossed my mind as I saw turned my back on the sunset as I entered the house.

"Ibrahim Mazur! Tell me. Right. This. Second!"

"Janine, I'm telling you I. Don't. Know."

I sighed in annoyance as I walked up the stairs, wanting to get as far away from the fight as possible. However, as I got to the top step, I realized my mother's voice was now directed at me.

"Where do you think you're going?"

I turned around and looked down the staircase, responding, "To my room…to put my things away…"

"Get. Down. Here. Right now," she said, clearly trying to keep her anger in control. Dad looked apologetic but also glad to see me back home. I left my bag on the floor and made my way down.

"Do you know what time it is?!" she shouted. Although she was at least a head shorter than me, it felt as if it were the opposite.

"No…" I thought about what time I woke up and tried counting the hours until I got home, figuring it was after 5 since the sun was setting.

"Six. Thirty." I knew better than to respond to her unless she asked me a direct question when she was in one of these moods, so I waited for her to continue. "What in the devil's name were you doing all day? First you walk out of here without saying anything. No, correction. You come home without telling anyone, and then you leave without telling me anything. And to top it all off, your gone the whole day not telling anybody where you're going and when you'll be back."

"Lissa knew when I got home because she was the only one who asked. Plus I didn't want to interrupt you chewing my dad out for God knows what stupid little thing. And then I spent the whole day with Lissa and everybody else," I couldn't help but respond with venom dripping on every word. It was no secret that I had hard feelings towards her, but I always tried not to show it. Tonight, though, I couldn't help myself. I had enough with her always having one-sided fighting with someone, so now I was gonna fight back.

"Stop lying, Rose. We called her two hours ago and she said that you had already left." Two hours? I spent more than two hours at the coffee shop, I thought.

"I went to a coffee shop cus I was in the mood for an iced latte."

"Two hours at a coffee shop? Must have been a big drink."

"The drink wasn't, the company was."

"Excuse me?"

"Company, you know, something you never have because no one can stand to be around you? Do you seriously think I went away for school because it was the only option I had? I seriously don't understand why my dad is still married to you. If I were him I would have left the day I turned 18," I said, smirking at my mom's speechlessness, and then turned around climbing the stairs two at a time.

When I got to the top, I grabbed her bag and went straight my room. I heard my mother call after me, and then heard I dad whisper something - or well say it in a normal tone - before hearing footsteps. When I got to my room I laid on my bed, looking up at the ceiling, not having have time to think about what to do next before I heard footsteps past my door and then felt a dip in my bed. Lifting my head, I saw my dad smiling at me, and I smiled back.

"Welcome back home, kiz," he said, sweetly. He was still in his flashy suit, but no scarf. Today it was a white suit with bright as the sun royal purple tie and handkerchief, with white dress shoes.

"Hey, old man," I said softly, sitting up and scooting over so I was next to him. I rested my head on his shoulder as he wrapped his arm around me. "Sorry I didn't tell you I was gonna be gone all day. It's just yesterday when I got home, hearing her on the phone really got me mad and so I packed a bag and went to Lissa's. And then we all just went out, and this morning the last thing on my mind was calling home. Plus, I didn't plan on being gone all day. Time just...slipped." I conveniently brushed over my morning with Adrian and late afternoon with Dimitri.

"It's ok kiddo. You're 19, plus for the last year you haven't had to check-in with anyone. You know how your mom is. She was just worried. And she missed you a lot when you were at school. I know she doesn't show it, but having you away was hard for her."

"She missed me as much as she hates work," I said in a deadpan tone. "I'm sorry I didn't tell you, I swear. But I'm sorry I caused her to have a hemorrhage. And I'm most definitely not going to apologize for what I said. So don't even waste your breathe trying to convince me. Can we talk about something else?"

"I wasn't planning on it. I think your the only person that can get away with telling her things to her face," he said bumping my shoulders. "And what would you like to talk about?"

I thought about it for a while before remembering the biggest news I got today, "OH! You won't believe it, old man!" I said excitedly. Remembering cleared my mind as I got out of my dad's embraced and sat on my legs, facing him.

"What kiz?" he said, chuckling, amazed at how short my attention span could be.

"LISSA'S ENGAGED!" I shouted, bouncing on my bed, filled with the excitement I was too stunned to display earlier. "And want to know the best part?"

"What can be better than getting married, Rose?"

"Me being the maid of honor," I said like it was the most obvious thing ever as I jumped of my bed. Unable to pacify my joy with bouncing on my bed, I moved on to dancing around my room as I unpacked my clothes.

"I'm glad. When is she getting married?"

"How should I know?! I only found out this morning!"

"Did he propose this morning, in front of everyone?"

"No he proposed last night at the club," I said absentmindedly. When the last word came out, I stopped in tracks, cursing myself for the slip up.

"The club? Rose where did you guys go last night? And why did you find out this morning?" Abe was usually a laid back type of parent, as long as you told him what the plan was. If he didn't know then he wasn't very laid back.

Stuck on how to react, I opted against playing the adult card and turned around putting my hands up, beginning with, "Nothing happened. I swear!"

"Rose…" he said in his no-nonsense voice, the one he used with "extra" business.

"We went to City Nights," I said, noticing him slightly sagging in relief. However, he knew there was more to the story, and by the look he gave me, he knew I knew. "But I didn't go back to Lissa's place."

"Rose Marie Hathaway, where in God's name did you spend the night?"

"At Adrian Ivashkov's apartment…"

"ADRIAN IVASHKOV'S!" Abe never shouted. Not when a deal went wrong. Not when a client left. Not even when he fought with Janine. But when it came to his baby girl spending the night at a man's house...…never didn't exist anymore.

"No-nothing happened! I swear! I...uh...I...uh…" I stumbled over, slightly scared at his reaction. I knew if I told him the truth he wouldn't be mad, but hearing him shout replaced all my thoughts with "Oh shit."

"Rose, if you made that...step...if you...you know...I rather you just tell me. It's your body, your life, and I'm not gonna try to dictate what you do, but I really had hoped you had done it with someone you loved rather than becoming another one of Adrian Ivashkov's one night stands."

"That's the things…I didn't sleep with him…"

"How do you end up at his place without him sleeping with you?" he asked sarcastically.

"By falling," I said, keeping my head up.

"Falling?"

"Falling." We just looked at each other as he tried to understand. I went sat back down next to him, looking down at my hands as I continued. "I...slipped...on my dress...and...the floor knocked me out. And instead of still sleeping with me, or leaving me on the ground, he put one of his shirts on me, laid me on his bed and woke me up every so often to make sure I was okay."

"Wow."

"Yeah."

"Well, kiddo," he said, patting my knee as he got up, and smiling at me before he continued. "I'm glad you waited." I mumbled "like I wanted to" in response.

He left my room chuckling about the turn of events. I groaned in embarrassment and fell back onto my bed, weighing my options. I could call Lissa and tell her about Dimitri, but what if there wasn't anything to tell? We just met, and maybe he was just the kind of person that always helped others. Still unsure of what to do, I knew I needed food first.

A/N: So no cliffy this time :) but that was one hell of a day for Rose. Next chapter: we get some one-on-one time with Janine...heads up it might be slightly OCC...I would greatly appreciate it if someone would look over it to make sure it's not too OCC...and don't forget to leave your reviews!

P.S: I won't upload Ch. 6 on Wednesday...if I do upload it would be a revised Ch.1 (and maybe Ch. 2)...