A/N: Semi early update! So I'm leaving for Vegas in like T-1 hour, so I don't know if I'd have enough time to update and I rather do it earlier than later. On that note, since I will be gone this week, I'm not too confident about my ability to post next week, but I'll try! Currently BMBTL is on a small hold so i can finish this last chapter, which is actually going to be broken up into two chapter as a thank you for sticking with me the whole way.

Now without anymore interruptions, ladies and gents, the boys have landed in Turkey. :D

Disclaimer: i don't own any of the VA characters, and the guys are my TV crushes so I wish I owned them, but I don't *lone tear*

DPOV

"So what's the plan now?" I asked no one in particular as we waited for the taxi.

"Surprise the girls?" Eddie offered, probably just as clueless as me.

"Nope. They're out," Adrian noted. Looking up, he sighed before continuing. "It's New Year's Eve so they went out to dinner."

"Then let's go see if the hotel has any vacancies," Andre suggested, picking up his duffel bag as the taxi came into view.

"So how are all five is fitting in four seats?" Christian asked after we got out bags in the trunk.

Opening the front passenger door, I simply said, "I think you mean to ask how you four will fit in three seats."

To say things were a little tight in the back would have been an understatement. The whole car ride was filled with elbows being jabbed, muttering, and the occasional whining. All the while, I was enjoying a western novel I got for Christmas. Tossing the driver some cash, I quickly grabbed my bag and headed straight for the front desk. Unfortunately, there was someone already being helped.

"I'm sorry sir, but I can't give that information out. I could try calling the room for you," the lady behind the counter said diplomatically.

"No!" The man said quickly. His back was too me, so I couldn't see him well, but he had on a gray suit and short, brown hair that looked familiar and from the way his leg was shaking, I could tell he was getting frustrated. "Cynthia, I'm paying for the room so I think I'm entitled to knowing the room number."

"Actually, you're not."

"So they're paying for the room upgrade?" He leaned over the counter and in a very dark voice asked another question. "Do they even know it was an upgrade?"

"N-n-no, sir."

"Well-"

"Hi I can help who's next," another receptionist said, reminding me why we were here.

"Hi," I said, giving her a polite smile as I dragged Andre with me, the boys behinds us. "Our sisters are staying here with a few other friends. It's five girls. I believe that room's under Rose Hathaway."

"Oh yes I have it right here." She dialed a few numbers and pulled the phone to her ear. A few moments into the call, she gave us a small smile, meaning it was still ringing. Eventually, she hung up sighing. "I'm sorry but nobody's in the room. But you boys are more than welcome to wait here until they come back."

"Can't you give us their room number? We've come all the way from Russia by train and we're exhausted."

"I'm sorry but we can't give out that kind of information," she said, sounding a lot like the other receptionist.

"I'm sorry but my friend didn't explain the situation right," Adrian said, flashing her a lopsided grin. "They're not only his sisters. They're our girlfriends. And we wanted to surprise them for New Year's. Can't you help us out a bit and tell us what room they're in...Allison?"

"Oh I uh we can't uh."

"They're not far," said the other receptionist as she joined us. "I saw them coming down for dinner and they looked like they were going to the restaurant in the hotel. One of them, I think it's the one the room's under, came and asked how old they had to be to order champagne. I'm not sure if that's where they went though because I left to grab something and when I came back they were gone."

"Oh we'll go see if they're there. Thank you," I said before asking how to get there.

We didn't get very far before the man that was at the reception desk cut in front of us. Getting a good look at him, my jaw almost dropped. Apart from the bright red dress shirt and handkerchief he had with the suit, he had on a gold chain and a gold hoop earring on one ear. Something about him had me on red alert, and I couldn't shake the feeling that he looked familiar.

"Which one of you is Rose's boyfriend?" He asked menacingly.

"Excuse me?" I asked, looking down at him.

"I asked which one of you hormonal bozos is dating Rose Hathaway."

"Me. Who's asking?"

"Ibrahim Mazur."

Mazur. Mazur. Mazur. That name sounded familiar. Then it clicked.

"Zmey," I whispered, appalled this was the man everyone in Russia feared and many did illicit business with. His scowl turned into a sinister grin when he heard the name I called him, knowing I knew about his reputation.

"I see-"

"DREW WAIT!"

"YOU DON'T EVEN KNOW WHERE YOU'RE FUCKING GOING!"

Zmey was cut off when a group ran from the direction of the restaurant, from the sound of the heels hitting the floor I could tell it was girls, and behind them a group of boys chasing after them. They were running so fast I could really see them until one of them ran into me.

"Oh my gosh I'm so sorry," she began gushing. Gently letting go, I looked down to see familiar pair of green eyes and brown hair.

"Jill?" Eddie asked. Immediately all the girls stopped, the guys chasing them running into them. Looking around, I noticed two people were missing.

"Jill, where's Rose?" I asked, worry spiking through me when her response was breaking down and crying.

LPOV

"Rose has been gone a while hasn't she?" Jill said, cutting off any conversation we had going on.

"I'm sure she's fine," Viktoria said, reassuringly. "She's probably talking to Dimitri or went back to the room for something."

"But she left her purse here."

"I'll go check on her, ok?" I said, hoping it put her mind at ease.

Thankfully, the bathroom was close so I made it in no time. Although, I wish I hadn't when I opened the door and got hit with a sour, horrid smell.

"Rose?" I called out as I walked in. When I called out her name again, it was a lot more high pitched.

In the first stall, I saw someone's feet sticking out and her heels looked familiar. Running in, I pushed the door open and saw Rose splayed out on the floor, her eyes closed. Screaming, I ran to her, bending in the small space and placing her head on my lap. Brushing her hair away from her face, I tried shaking her to wake up.

"Rose come one please wake up." When she wasn't responded, I started panicking and tears came out. "Please Rose. It's just a bonk on the head right? Please wake up."

Still nothing.

Bending over, I grabbed my purse and searched for my phone.

"Sy-sy-syd..." I struggled to say in a calm voice, tears spilling down my cheeks. I can't lose Rose, oh God, not her too.

"What's wrong, Lissa?" Her voice was tight and almost nonchalant, but I caught on to the slight worry she was trying to squash.

"it's Rose..." I struggled to get out, pausing to take a deep breath and calm down.

"What happened to Rose?" As hard as she tried to keep her voice collected, I heard it slightly crack.

"She won't wake up, Sydney. I-I-I can't-"

"What's wrong with Rose?!" Drew said, barging into the bathroom, finding me with my eyes wide with shock, tears going down my face, and Rose on my lap. Immediately, he bent over and picked her up before offering me a hand.

Once we got out, we saw Sydney asking the matron where the clinic was.

"Down the hall to-" he didn't even finish before Drew ran off, me right on his trail.

"DREW WAIT!" I shouted, as we ran into the lobby, swerving around a group of guys there.

"YOU DON'T EVEN KNOW WHERE THE FUCK YOU'RE GOING!" Viktoria shouted behind me. I didn't hear anything else, only my heels as I chased after Drew.

After turning the corner, I saw the sign for the clinic, but the door was closed. But that wasn't an issue for Drew, who stepped back, brought his leg up and kicked the door with all his might.

"DREW!" I scolded, hearing something that sounded like metal hitting metal and falling.

"Oh my god!" Someone shrieked from the other side.

Of course, Drew acted like it was nothing and strolled inside, placing Rose on the big hospital bed chair there.

"We're not open," the lady said, bending down to pick up the fallen tray. Automatically, I went over and helped her.

"Please," I asked. "I found her knocked out in the bathroom and it smelled like vomit. She's been sick this whole trip and it's just been getting worse everyday. She's my sister and I'm worried. She's still not awake. Please check her."

Casting me a worried glance and Drew a slightly terrified one, she finally looked Rose over, sighing.

"Fine, but this is a really small space so one of you needs to go."

"I should go see if the girls are outside," I said, quickly retreating.

When I got outside, my feet hesitated when I saw all our boyfriends standing, arms crossed, in a staring contest with Drew's friends, my friends awkwardly sitting in the middle.

"Christian?" I squeaked, all eyes turning on me. Instantly, I had 12 bodies hovering me.

"She's not awake," I said, raising my voice over everyone else's.

"Lissa, what happened?" Dimitri asked, wrapping his hands around my arms and turning me to look at him, making me shriek.

"Hey watch it, man!" Christian said, coming between us.

"She I don't know. She hasn't been feeling well and every morning this week we've been spending hours at the beach."

"Yea, after she throws up," Sydney commented.

"You guys drinking that fucking much?" Dimitri growled.

"Woah! We've only gone out to a club like twice and we didn't drink at one of them so calm your fucking tits, Dimka," Viktoria said defensively, literally standing up to her brother.

"Are you guys old enough to drink?" asked a random man, his flashy suit causing me more headaches.

"Who are you?" I asked, even though from the looks of the guys, I didn't want to know. I heard Dimitri mutter something to Viktoria, and by the way her and Sydney paled I really didn't want to know. Sighing, I asked what he was doing this, bringing on a shout match between all the guys about him staying and explaining who he is and him just leaving.

"Either way!" I shouted, getting back to the point. "She wasn't feeling well at dinner and went to the bathroom. She didn't come out for a while so I went in to check on her and I found her passed out on the floor."

"And she hasn't woken up yet?" Dimitri asked, his anger gone and worry taking place.

"No," I said softly.

Shaking his head, Dimitri left to go to her. I didn't bother stopping him because if anyone deserves to be there it's him and I know Drew would leave. Instead, I guided Christian to an empty chair and sat down on top of him. No one said anything else, and there was still tension in the air, but as the minutes ticked it slowly dissipated as we all began worrying.

RPOV

Ugh. Why are the lights so fucking bright? I tried lifting my head, but it felt so heavy. Blinking, everything started to clear up and I realized I was in a stark white room with a lot of medical shit around. A clinic? How and why was I in a clinic? Groaning, I tried turning away from the light, wanting to bury my head in the pillow. I would've too if I didn't hear a deep, rumbling laugh that was music to my ears and that I didn't think I'd hear for another week.

"Dimitri?" I asked, sounding groggy and feeling like my throat was sand paper. I tried clearing my throat to get rid of it, but it wouldn't go away.

"Here," he said, offering me a small cup of water. I greedily drank that one and the next three he poured, laughing as he did. I used the last one to rinse out my mouth and get rid of the sour taste.

"What are you doing here?" I asked when I got my voice back.

"3 weeks is just too much time to be away from you."

Looking down, I felt my cheeks burn up. He was such a sap! But he was my sap, I told myself wistfully.

"I missed you too comrade. But know what I missed most?" He looked at me quizzically, but listened when I called him over with my finger. When he was close enough, I wrapped my arms around him. "This."

Closing the space between us, I pressed my lips against him. I smiled when he responded immediately, climbing on top of me on the chair and pressing our bodies together.

"Comrade," I breathed out when his lips moved down to my neck, my voice husky with lust. "Not that I don't ooooooh love making out on a hospital bed chair." Having him laugh against my skin made a wave of pleasure course through me. "But can we move to a better place, like my room. That had a bed and a jacu- Aahhh!"

My shriek turned into laughter when he got off me and carried me in his arms like a baby. Instinctively, I wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled myself closer.

"Oh wait! You can't leave yet," said a dark blonde lady in a white coat, the stethoscope around her neck telling me she was a doctor. "I still need to check you out. Oh I'm Dr. Stevens."

Pulling myself impossibly closer to Dimitri, I shyed away from her.

"I'm fine. I just hit my head when I was getting up from the toilet." I stopped talking when Dimitri sat me back on the chair, grabbing a rolling chair to sit next to me.

"And why were you hunched over a toilet?" I could tell from her tone that she knew why.

"I've been sick these past few days and vomiting at weird times. I think it has to do with a dress I wore one night getting covered in beer and the smell made me sick. Or the fact that I've been spending hours in the beach so I probably have been getting too much sunlight. I'm sure it'll pass in a day or two."

"Well, Rosemarie, I'm not so sure and I'm the doctor. Actually, I have a theory, but I don't have the equipment to run the right test to see if I'm right. So if you wouldn't mind, I'd like to draw some blood and take it to the labs at the hospital I work at and run a couple test. Just to ex out any major illnesses and what not."

"Well I do mind. And my name is Rose not Rosemarie."

"My apologies, Rose. And it's just to dissuade any worry. Wouldn't you like to finish the rest of your vacation worry-free and absolutely sure it's just a small traveller's bug or overexposure to the sun, like you say? Instead those around you worried it's something bigger?"

Biting my lip, I saw she had a point. Looking at Dimitri, I hoped he could make the decision for me. But all he did was lean over and kiss my forehead. After thinking about it for a minute, I slowly nodded my head.

"Go ahead and draw out what you need." Extending my arm out, I looked away and straight into Dimitri's eyes, but not before catching the sympathetic look and small smile she gave me. Instead of thinking about the needle puncturing my skin, I asked Dimitri about his trip here and when did they plan this. Before I knew it, Dr. Stevens came into view telling me she was done, and that in two or three days she'd be back to tell me the result. As soon as I got the green light to leave, Dimitri lifted me up just like before and walked out, my head resting on his shoulder.

"Oh my god! You're ok!" Lissa said, sounding out of breath as she ran in from god knows where.

"Of course," I said, smiling "I got my sexy, hunky Russian boyfriend."

I was rewarded with a kiss on the cheek that made me smile more before I gave him a chaste kiss on the lips.

"YOU GUYS!" Vika shrieked, hiding her face in Andre's shoulder.

"We're glad you're ok, Rose," Ryan said.

"Thanks. And sorry for ruining your New Year's Eve."

"It's nothing to cry over," Daniel said. "You made it memorable. Plus it ain't over til the ball drops."

"What time is it then?"

"Eh around 11:50."

"Then let's go to our room. I'm sure we have some champagne or sparkling cider in the room."

As we walked back, I saw the light bounce off something and when I found what, I gasped a bit too loudly.

"You! What the fuck are you doing here!"

"Such ugly language shouldn't come out such pretty lips," my mom's boss said, half sounding like a reprimand half sounding like a tease. Then he had the nerve to laugh when I growled at him.

"You know him?" Dimitri asked, his eyes wide like he uncovered some major mystery.

"Of course I do," I grumbled. "He's my mom's boyfriend. Oh wait no, her boss."

"But you don't know who he is...like what he does..."

"No..." I said slowly, knowing there was more going on. "Why?"

"No reason." He gave me a small smile and kissed my forehead. "We should go up to the room though...if we want to ring in the new year on time."

"Oh yea." I looked over my shoulder and made eye contact. "This isn't over."

"My darling, this hasn't even begun. I'll meet you for breakfast in two days and we'll sort all this out."

Giving him one last look, I turned to Dimitri and told him we could go now.

"10...9...8...7...6...5..." Everyone was shouting from the living room. I would have been there too, but Dimitri said it'd be better to go to bed so I wouldn't walk so much and I could rest my body some more.

"4...3...2..." He whispered into my ear as he slid in next to me.

"...1," I said, pressing my lips against him and pulling him with me as I leaned back into bed.

The kiss got heated and went uninterrupted while we quickly got rid of our clothes, both of us intertwined with each other in just our undergarments, our bodies pressed against each other. It wasn't until I went to take off his boxers that Dimitri finally pulled away, pushing my hands away at the same time. A pout formed on my lips as I asked him why.

Laughing he planted a soft kiss before laying back down and gently pulling me into his arms.

"Because we still don't know what's wrong with you and you're head hurts."

"So? We can be gentle." I leaned up to kiss him, but he pinned me where I was, giving me a chaste kiss before pulling away. "Pleeeeeease. I've gone two weeks with no sex, I deserve something."

"What about a hot bath?" He had already started to get up while I just sat up in bed, my arms crossed against my chest like a bratty little girl.

"Are you going to be in it?"

"Roza, please. Not tonight. I promise after your headache goes away, I'll be your sex slave for however long you want."

This, of course, got my attention. "However long?"

"Mhmm. As long as you're a good girl and just rest for tonight."

"Fine," I said after a while. "But I'm cold." Laughing he crawled back in bed and wrapped his arms around me. Moaning, I snuggled into his arms. "God I've missed you."

"I've missed you too." He placed a soft kiss on my lips, gently shifting us so I was laying down and he was hovering on top. Before the kiss went anywhere, I pulled away.

"So can we still kiss like there's no tomorrow or just these soft kisses?"

"Roza, we can kiss like there's no next hour if you want."

"Oh I so want," I said before attacking his lips, not able to think of a better way to end the night and welcome the new year.

A/N: Yaaaaaay! Rose is ok! I sure hope blood work comes back with it being nothing more than having too much fun in the sun :)

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As I said before, I decided to split the final chapter in half, so this story isn't over just yet :) And after the last chapter, I'll give more information about what's going to happen with the sequel!

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