For those of you who are asking about me writing more about the "real world" yes I will, but I am trying to build to an event. There will be more chapters coming soon that are DPOV and maybe a few other POV, I promise. Be patient. But just for you here is a glimpse of what is happening with Dimitri.

I don't own VA thank you to Richelle Mead for writing an Amazing story!

Sorry about the little glitch I was working on my story fixing some mistakes and accidentally reloaded ch 1 and deleted it before it posted but then realized it posted my story as if there was a new ch. Ooops!

And a big THANK YOU to Oppa for being my Beta on this chapter!

Chapter 12 Found

Previously with Dimirti at St. Vladimir's Clinic

DPOV

"Do you think she will wake soon?" Abe asked curiously.

"I don't know, Doc said her brain is recovering so how ever long that will take," I replied with a deep exhale of breath.

Abe walked over to Rose and placed his hand on her forehead. He smiled down at her. "Hey little girl," he murmured, taking in her appearance.

To all of our surprise, Rose replied. "Hey Abe."

I thought for a second that she had woken up, and I became utterly excited. But looking at her I realized that nothing had changed and I remembered what the doctor said. "She is just responding to outside stimuli," I told Abe and Janine looked at me shocked. They both nodded; the disappointment was clear on their faces.

So, I sat down again just waiting and wondering what on earth she could be dreaming about.

Currently at St. Vladimir

DPOV

"Adrian?" I said, shaking him lightly, but he was obviously dead to the world. I haven't been able to wake him for the past five minutes. "Adrian!" I growled as I grabbed his shoulder and shook harder. His eyes fluttered open and he looked at me in a daze. He scrunched up his face and slapped his cheeks, rubbing them trying to help wake himself up. With a big yawn, he ran his hands through his messy unkempt hair before he finally acknowledged that I was standing right before him.

"What do you want Dimitri?" he asked, rather annoyed.

At this moment, I honestly didn't care if he was annoyed or not. The whole gang is still here at St. Vlad's waiting for Roza to wake up,were all tired and frustrated. This is the morning of the fourth day. These past four days had been really long. Four days since my Roza got hit in the head. We have been taking turns sitting with her in the hospital room. The good news is that the first morning after the brain scans everyone seemed very optimistic about her waking up soon. She even responded to Abe, which now, is not so astonishing. I say that because she seems to talk a lot in her dreams.

"Could you get into her dreams?" I asked not caring how curt my words were.

"No. It's like she's blocking me, every once in a while I can see some seriously thick blackness and I think I even heard her shout 'I'm here hello, can you hear me?' but I can't get through the sheet of blackness," Adrian explained, shaking his head in frustration.

"Yeah, I know the drill," I say sarcastically. I am losing my patience with waiting around like this. I need her to wake the hell up already! I need to see her beautiful hazel eyes flutter open once again... I hadn't realized how much I adored it until I'd lost them.

On day two, Dr. Olendzki seemed happy enough with her progress to decide Rose could be in a regular room. She was moved and so began our little vigil at her bedside. I know, I sound a tad bitter, but that's not it-I'm just so tired and frustrated. I feel absolutely drained and it is not helping that I can barely sleep. To top it off, I haven't eaten a decent meal these past four days. And when I do get food, I just don't have the appetite. Sometimes it seems she is right there almost going to wake up and then... There's nothing! To summarize my feelings, I would say I was really frustrated.

At first, I just watched as she tossed and turned and even sometimes cried out in her sleep. Then she screamed Mason's name. This worried me because Dr. Olendzki said she is stuck in this odd state of a mixture of dreaming, memory, and imagination in a deep REM sleep. Screaming Mason's name can only mean one thing- that his death is playing out in her head again. That can't be a good thing for her.

Another time Lissa had been sitting with her and heard Rose mumbling. She heard her say, "Lissa we have to go, they found us..." and then a pause as if she was having a conversation waiting for the answer and then she continues to say: "I'm sure," she started moving her feet and breathing hard as if she was running. Then she growls out "Leave her alone! Don't touch her!"

That's about the time Lissa seemed to get it. She told me that's what happened in Portland, Oregon when I came to retrieve them. Lissa had guessed that Rose was dreaming about me when I was tracking them down and catching them outside the apartment building when they ran for the car. I figured she was probably right.

But then not long after that little out burst she says "Jezebel!" A few minutes after that she shouts "YUMMY!" What the hell? I have no idea.

When I sit with her, I hold her in my arms and touch her soft skin. In an attempt to wake her, I tried to kiss her... as if there would be a miracle like Sleeping beauty! At least I tried! But seriously... how ridiculous was that?

I turned on the radio in her room. The song playing "If I Die Young" by the Band Perry started playing. All I could think about was watching my Roza up on stage in that Saloon at the Rodeo singing that song. God, I miss her beautiful voice so much. I need to hear her say she loves me. I need to hear her call me Comrade. To think I used to say I hated it when she called me that, but the truth is I loved hearing it. What I wouldn't give right now to hear just that simple nickname.

I am pulled from my thoughts when Adrian stands up. I look up at him expectantly. "I'll be back when it's my turn again. I'll keep trying to get in to her dreams, but I wouldn't hold my breath if I were you," Adrian says with a grumpy look on his face. He shoots a glare at me, but then turns to Rose laying in the bed. She looked fairly peaceful at the moment. His face softens up as he reached down and stroked her cheek. He bent down and kissed her forehead and whispered something in her ear. He then stood up once again, nodded to me, and left the room.

I kicked off my shoes and crawled in bed next to her. I wrapped her up in my arms and laid her head on my shoulder. She seemed to know it was me somehow because she cuddled up to me. It was weird, almost as if she were actually just asleep and laying right beside me. I closed my eyes, reveling in the feel of her in my arms and pressed up to me. I was just about asleep when she started to jerk and thrash around. I reached up and stroked her cheek with my fingertips. Almost instantly, she stopped thrashing and seemed to focus on my soft touch. I smiled as kissed her forehead and said "I miss you Roza," I paused as the sorrowful emotions swept over me. "I love you so much. I'm right here waiting for you..." but then it's as if she just faded away. Complete stillness in her body. When she goes so still it makes me very nervous. I noticed that her heart rate had slowed down considerably as her breathing is almost nonexistent. I felt utter panic fill my body so I decided I should do something to try to stir her.

I was watching her really close. I caressed her skin as I slid my hand down her body, my hand grazes the side of her breast to her hip caressing her there. Her face has changed into a happy and blissful face. So I continue sliding my hand to the bottom edge of hospital gown to her bare thigh. Her breathing has picked up. I tenderly stroke the warm soft skin of her long beautiful legs.

Her face softened as she whispered "I want you too... more then you can possibly imagine." I was beyond shocked with those words. Even unconscious, I was thinking how I wanted her more then I have ever wanted anything. When she wakes up, I'm going to romance her, worship her, honor and cherish every moment I get with her. I will devote myself to her forever. I want to build a life with her.

She smiled. "That's the sweetest thing I think I have ever heard," she breathed onto my lips. I hadn't realized that I had become so close. It was so strange, like we were having a conversation and she was hearing me say these things to her. I watched her intently hoping for more to come from her plump lips. Just hearing the soft, loving way she spoke made my heart race. "I love you," I whispered and again to my amazement she replied.

"I take that back-that's the sweetest thing I have ever heard, because I think I love you too," she giggled.

My heart exploded-not literally, of course. I couldn't help the huge smile that spread across my face. God, I needed to hear that so much. I missed her telling me she loves me. I couldn't help myself; I kissed her slowly and tenderly in a loving, warm, and deep kiss. To my excitement, she kissed me back! If I didn't know better, I would say she is definitely awake. But when I look into her eyes, I can see that she's not. I pulled her into me for a hug and just held her close to me for a long moment.

Right then I made a decision. When she wakes up I'm popping the question.

Previously in The Wild, Wild West

I practically flew off that stage, my heart racing as pushed my way though the crowd to get out of the Saloon. People were flooding out trying to see if the rescuers had found Jill. It was a struggle to get through, but finally I broke past the barrier. The sight before me was unbelievable. I stood there frozen in shock. I heard people screaming for Dr. Olendzki. The world seemed to go in slow motion. What the hell happened?

Currently

All I could see was crimson.

The first person I searched for was Dimitri. I gasped when I saw him. His thigh was bleeding immensely and he had a piece of fabric wrapped around his leg. I realized that it was soaked through with bright cherry red blood. Around me I heard gasps and 'Oh my god!' I looked around the small group. Jill was there looking bruised and battered and distraught, but hell-she's alive. Thank the lord! My eyes landed on Mason, and Jesus Christ; he is slumped over with blood everywhere.

I felt my heart jolt to a stop in my chest when I glanced at the sight. A sharp stabbing pain went through me as my heartbeat slammed against my rib cage. Burning hot tears stung in my eyes as I franticly ran to Mason just as Pavel had reached him. Pavel gently reached up, and dragged Mason's limp body down off the back of the horse to lay his body in the dirt.

My heart was pounding so hard it was painful. Panic filled my body to the brim as I heard Jill crying and sobbing in hysterics repeating 'No!' over and over again. Her voice broke as she knelt down in the dirt next to his very still form, whispering his name and clutching his hand. My mouth went dry when I looked into Mason's deathly white and pasty looking face, his lips were turning blue. I see a splintered and broken off piece of an arrow sticking out from the flesh of his back. The bright red blood has saturated his shirt and was dripping from the edges onto the ground around him. I watched with a morbid fascination as the droplets pooled in the grit.

The whole world didn't feel right at that moment. It had morphed into slow motion. My mind could not process this as reality. He said he would be fine. Fine!

I could hear screaming around me, but it wasn't registering because all I could see was Mason dying right before my very eyes. Dr. Olendzki suddenly appears beside me. She crouched down to his level and reached to his neck, obviously checking his pulse. I was watching her face as it turned grim. "It doesn't look good Rose," she said shaking her head. "Not at all."

"No! Don't say that; you have to do something! You have to save him!" I was screaming in hysterics by the end of my words.

"I can only do so much Rose. He looks really bad, I don't know that I have the power to save him," she said with a pained and heartbroken look. I looked back down to my Mason, my best friend. I shake my head as I took his face in my hands. I tenderly caressed his cheeks with my thumbs. "Please..." I pleaded. "Mason, don't die on me. I... I need you! You have to live, I need you here with me!" my voice broke into a sob as I felt hot, wet tears streaming down my face and land on the front of his blood soaked shirt.

His eyes fluttered open for a moment and I heard him whisper my name. My heart broke at how weak he sounded. "Mason, Honey, I'm right here. Baby please stay with me," I brought my head closer to his mouth; he was struggling to say something. "Please..." I added, wanting him to speak to his heart's content. I leaned my ear right by his lips. "Come on Mason, sweetheart, I'm right here. Talk to me," I sobbed.

Everything around me seemed to grow quiet. It was as if everyone was holding their breath. Blackness formed around the edges of my vision. I could only see Mason in that moment. Incredibly quietly, I heard him whisper, or rather, rasp. "I love you Rose; I'll always love you. I'm so sorry. Don't be sad for me, I'm glad you found happiness," he groaned and I looked into his eyes as I watched them flutter open one last time. With his last breath staring into my eyes he said: "I love you…"

"No!" I screamed, and I truthfully didn't mean to be so loud. It didn't feel right just whispering his name, however. "No! Mason-please, oh god, please no! Please; you can't die!" I let out in a strangled scream and sobbed. "No!" I grabbed the front of his shirt, yanking him to me. I wrapped my arms around his limp body. "No, no, no!" I screamed again. I looked up to the sky as I rocked him in my arms. I was crying hysterically as I sat, shaking my head vigorously back and forth. "Please God! Don't do this to me! You can't take him from me!" I beg and plead, realizing how desperate I sounded. "I'll do anything!" I scream, so very desperate for this not to be true.

My heart was shattering into a million little pieces. I could barely breathe. Clutching him to me, my body was shaking. I just couldn't stop another ear piercing strangled cry erupting from my throat. The word 'why' kept repeating in my distraught mind.

I don't know how long I sat there rocking back and forth with Mason in my arms, but I was in a daze when I felt warm, strong arms wrap around me. His voice was soft in my ear. "Roza, honey, let go and come with me. I will take care of you… You're going to be okay. I promise."

I leaned back against his warm body and closed my eyes. I felt limp, just as Mason was. That's the last thing I remember doing. I guess I slept for a long time, but when I woke up, Dimitri was right beside me. His arm was around my waist, I felt so warm and safe. We were lying in my bed above the Saloon, and light was filtering through the curtain in the window. I was so comfortable that I really didn't want to move an inch.

I turned my head and looked into Dimitri's peacefully sleeping face. His loose hair was framing his face. A strand of it lay across his nose. I couldn't resist the urge to raise my hand and move it away. I reached up gently and touched it lightly with my fingertips. As I laid it back with the rest of his hair my fingers slid further into the beautiful brown locks.

His arms tightened around my waist and I trailed my eyes down to meet his. They fluttered open and gazed into mine. His eyes were dilated, but then quickly took in my image. It was a peaceful silence as we looked into each others eyes. I ran my fingers through his amazing hair. I moved my hand to his cheek and caressed it lightly. I brushed my thumb across his soft lips.

"Good morning," I whispered with a smile. He smiled back and leaned his mouth down to mine. The kiss was gentle and loving; he held his lips to mine for a long moment. He leaned back and smiled at me.

"Good morning, beautiful," he whispered in his low, husky voice.

I smiled a bigger smile. "How long have we been here?" I asked, not really sure.

"Um, since yesterday afternoon, I brought you up here after…" he trailed off and I remembered everything, Mason…. my devastation of my heart, my grief, and every single heartbreaking moment of it all.

"Oh yeah… I remember now," I whispered into his neck sadly.

Dimitri growled. "I'm so sorry Roza, I just hate seeing you like this. This wasn't supposed to happen; we were trying to sneak in and out without anyone's notice. But….." He left off again not sure how to put it, I think.

I gasped, remembering the condition of his leg. "Oh, your thigh! Are you okay?" I asked in a concerned voice, as I started to move. He stopped me from doing so by tightening his grip around my waist.

"Roza, I'm okay, please," he closed his eyes because of emotion. "Just stay right here with me for now," he said quietly. I looked back into his eyes and relaxed back down.

"Okay, I… I was just so worried about you… and Mason... and everyone else. Did anyone else get hurt?" I asked, and after thinking about it for a second, I wasn't quite sure I wanted to know the answer.

"A few minor scratches on most, but Jill was pretty beat up-though the emotional toll is worse, I'm afraid. I think so, especially after…" He stopped himself again, unable to complete the sentence.

I nodded, pushing my face further into his chest. After a few moments of silence, I looked at him and he seemed really worried. "Dimitri, I don't blame you for anything, so you have no reason to apologize for any of it. I am so glad you got Jill back and that no one else was hurt. Mason…" I got too choked up to finish my thought. I closed my eyes and a tear slid down my cheek.

"I know, baby, I'm sorry about Mason. I'm just so sorry." He said squeezing me closer to him. "I promise you we did everything we could to save him." His voice broke. "I'm sorry" he said again as he rubbed my back.

"I told you not to apologize," I chuckle a humorless laugh. "It's okay, really, I will be okay. I just can't think about it right now, okay?"

Dimitri smiled profoundly and pressed his soft, warm lips to my forehead in a wonderful kiss. "Let's go get some breakfast," he said. Right on cue, my stomach rumbled loudly. With one eyebrow raised and a smirk playing across his lips, Dimitri looked at me questionably. "Do you have a monster in there?" he asked to lighten the mood.

I laughed, "Yes, his name is Mr. Hungry and he's saying 'feed me'!" I felt his hand go over my stomach as he looked down and talked to my stomach.

"Okay, Mr. Hungry, hold your horses. I will most certainly feed you," He said jokingly, but it was soo sweet too. He kissed my tummy then, and smiled at me. I imagined that would be the way he would look if I was with child. My heart raced with the thought of having his child. He looked at me with this wistful look, like he just thought of the same thing.

A big smile broke across my face. "You are going to feed me?" I asked with a sly smile.

"Of course," he said excitedly. "Come on I will cook you breakfast," he said hotly in my ear, pulling me up with him. I laughed all the way down the staircase as he pulled me by the hand. We got to the bottom and he wrapped his arms around me. "I absolutely love your laugh!" he said happily as he swung me in a half circle setting me down on the floor. I giggled as he nuzzled and kissed my neck. He looked up at me with this amazing sparkle in his eyes. I could look at that happy face for an eternity.

We worked together to make eggs and pancakes. He was very silly in the morning, or maybe it was just that we were together and he was increasingly happy. He even fed me bites with his fork, but he said it was because he had promised Mr. Hungry and he tickled my belly. We laughed and played all through the meal.

He was gazing at me lovingly. He was stroking my hair and I realized I must look like a wild woman with my hair sticking up in tons of different angles. He had a huge smile on his face.

"What?" I asked, suddenly not sure that I wanted to hear the answer.

"You have beautiful hair," he said with a smirk as he ran his fingers through the ends.

I snorted lightly. "Yeah right! I probably look like a crazy, wild woman!" I said laughing.

He shook his head. "Nope, it's nothing short of sexy," he told me honestly in that low, thick, and utterly sexy Russian accent. I got goose bumps when I heard that tone. My whole body warmed as my cheeks heated up as I began to feel flush.

"You're quite sexy yourself," I said quietly, bringing my hands up to run through his soft silky locks. I watched my fingers slide through the beautiful brown lengths. My eyes travel back to his and he watched me intently. He drew me closer and kissed me with so much passion I thought my knees would give out and turn to mush.

"I love you, my Roza," he said looking straight into my eyes. I tilted my head to the side and smiled. I focused on his eyes and caressed his cheek.

"I love you too, my Dimitri." I said in a mocking tone as my lips twisted into a smirk. "Thank you for taking care of me." I said in a more serious tone that was just above a whisper.

"I will take care of you forever, Roza. I've... never felt this way before. You are just so amazing; I want to wake up every morning with you in my arms. All I can think about is being with you. When I felt that arrow slice through my leg, the first thing I thought about was you, and just that thought helped me deal with the pain. I promised myself that I would come back to you. I was dead set on not breaking that promise," he said truthfully as he pulled me against him and held me in his arms. I was so happy that I thought I was going to cry tears of joy. We were silent, but I was compelled to ask.

"Dimitri, tell me what happened out there?" I asked. By the look on his face, I could tell that he wasn't completely excited to tell me the truth. "Please," I added in a hoarse whisper.

He took a deep breath. He moved back slightly so he could look me in the eyes. "Are you sure you're ready for this?"

I thought for a moment for the answer to that. "Not really, but I need to know," I couldn't help the quiver in my voice.

"Okay," he fell silent for a long moment as he looked into my eyes. I slid onto his lap, and Dimitri wrapped his arms around my waist to secure my seat. He searched my face and he must have seen something, because he shook his head. "Okay," he said once again, and with a deep breath he began…

"We rode hard and fast out to Flathead Lake. Mikhail said there was a foothill to the north side of the Lake, so we headed out in that direction. He said that we would be able to see any fire lit for miles on that hill, so we had a plan and split up in pairs; except for me. I went by myself. We didn't need to go too far to see in every direction that we could.

"The only thing we could see was a really faint glow at the south end of the lake. It was in the trees so you could only see a slight flicker of light. We decided it was the only option. We followed Mikhail, and as you said, he really knows the land. He knew exactly which way to go and all we had was the moon lending us light.

"The flicker of light was actually dying down and I was afraid we would lose sight, but Mikhail told us that even if we did loose sight of it he knew where we were headed. So we rode as fast as possible.

"It was almost breaking dawn as we reached the site, and lucky for us, it was the Strigoi camp. It wasn't just a temporary camp though; we realized that as we got closer. Mikhail was actually shocked the village was so close to the lake. He said he had searched this area and had never seen a village there before.

"We regrouped and made a plan to see if we could find Jill. We decided to stay in pairs so it was Abe, Mark, Eddie, Mason, Mikhail, Pavel, Simon, Isaiah and me. We scouted first and saw a guarded area. We figured that was the best place to start.

"We all came in from different sides. Mason and Eddie got to the tent first and sliced through the back, and Mason gave me a thumbs up to tell me that he saw her. That's when we created a diversion. I don't know what happened with them after that, I was part of the diversion, and... that's how I got hit," he motioned to his leg. I made a face at that statement and he paused. "I'm okay Roza." He said reassuringly before continuing.

"We had a meeting point and when we heard the whistle signaling that they had her, we got out of there as fast as possible. When we got to the meeting point that's when we found Mason slumped over, an arrow sticking out of his back with Jill holding on to him. She was in hysterics, so we checked everyone and did what we could for the injuries.

"That's when we realized that there was another person." I looked at him strangely and he realized I didn't know. "Someone by the name Sonya Karp..." he said, almost unsure.

"What?" I asked, not sure if I heard him correctly. "Did you say Sonya Karp?" he nodded. "Mikhail's Sonya?" I asked even louder.

He squinted at me. "Well, that's what I understand."

"Oh my god! Are you kidding me? Sonya! I can't believe it! Where is she? I need to see her!" I rattled off jumping up and down on his lap. He had a strained look on his face, but kept smiling at me.

"Okay then, go get dressed and I will take you to her," he spoke with an amused grin, letting go of me.

"Oh my god!" I scream, but then I stopped abruptly and turned around to kiss him hard on the lips and hug him gratefully. He laughs and hugs me back.

"Go, I will be back in a few minutes. I'm going to go change too," he says, and I look down at his attire; a thin t-shirt and flannel pajama bottoms.

"'Kay!" I said running up the stairs. I heard him chuckling as I ran away.

I flew upstairs. Threw on my clean clothes ran a brush through my hair, and then brushed my teeth. I think I was done in like 5 minutes. I barreled toward the Saloon. Dimitri was just coming out of the Inn. So I ran to meet him, I was so excited I could barely contain myself.

He grabbed my hand and pulled me to Dr. Olendzki's office. We hurried in the door, but when we got inside it was very quiet. Dr. Olendzki came out of a room when she heard us. She put a finger to her lips to keep us quiet. I looked at her with a little confusion.

"Rose, Dimitri, I'm sorry, I am guessing you are here to see Jill and Sonya?" she asked in a hushed voice.

"Yes! I need to see them. Are they okay? Please doc where are they?" I said in an excited whisper.

"I'm sorry Rose, but you can't see them right now. They have been through a lot and have requested for me not to let anyone in to see either of them. They are extremely traumatized and in shock. Please, just give them some time," she said sadly.

"Oh, okay... Umm… Can you tell Jill that I love her and she can talk to me anytime. And… Tell Miss Sonya we all missed her and we have been searching for her all this time and lastly that I'm glad she's back." I was so disappointed, I was sure she could hear it in my voice.

"Okay Rose, I will. And Rose? I'm really sorry about Mason. His funeral is going to be held tomorrow morning." You could hear the mournfulness in her voice. I just nodded and looked down to the floor. I turned and walked out.

Dimitri was right behind me. When we got outside he pulled me to him and wrapped his massive arms around me for comfort. He rocked me back and forth and rubbed my back. We stood there for a few minutes as I tried to contain my tears, but I couldn't help it. I was devastated by Mason's death, but knowing that Sonya and Jill were safe was wonderful. I just couldn't stop worrying about them until I see them myself.

"Roza, would you come with me to my office? I need to check on things," Dimitri said after a few minutes.

"Yeah, I can do that." I said drying my eyes. We walked slowly to the Sheriff's office with arms around each other. We were just walking in the door when a rider came up fast behind us. We turned quickly. It was Mark.

"Dimitri, I came to make a report." Mark is one of the men in the new town patrol who patrol for signs of the Dashkov brothers.

"Did you find something?" Dimitri asked with interest.

"Yes, there is activity at the old Coal mine; looks like it's the Dashkov gang. We are keeping an eye on it, he's planning something. The bastard," he swore. "I can feel it. Have you had any other reports?" Mark looked concerned.

"A few, but nothing this specific, so thank you Mark. We will have a meeting in a few days to discuss all the findings," Dimitri said.

Mark nodded. "I'll let you know if we find anything else," Mark stated. "See you later," he said, and rode off back the direction he came.

"What do you think he's up to?" I asked as we watched Mark ride away. "Dashkov, I mean."

Dimitri sighed. "I know he's out for you. I think he sees you as the reason Lissa won't sign over the Ranch. So you need to be careful, Roza," Dimitri said, looking down at me concerned.

"I know Dimitri, but speaking of that, I have to tell you that I have been taking care of myself for a really long time. I'm a big girl, and I have been keeping up with the men in my life. I'm very capable of–"

He cut me off. "I didn't mean that Roza. I'm sorry if you thought I was saying that you aren't capable. I know you can take care of yourself. I'm just worried; I hate the thought of you in danger. I have never felt so protective over anyone except my family before, so please forgive me. I just want to protect you. I'm in love with you. I…"

I stepped closer to him and put my finger over his lips. "It's okay, I understand. I am in love with you, too." I smiled.

"I feel very protective over you, too. We are very much alike; just know that I am a very strong capable woman." I put my arm up to show my muscle and let out a ferocious growl. Dimitri laughed and nodded. He wrapped his arms around my hips and pulled me so I was leaning against his warm hard chest.

"I know Roza, but just be extra careful for me, please," Dimitri said softly with a little puppy face. I giggled and pinched his cheeks.

"Ooh Dimitri, you're soo cute!" he continued to look at me expectantly "Fine! I promise I will be extra careful." I said rolling my eyes.

He leaned down and kissed me fully on the lips. His hands slid around to my back as he deepened the kiss. His mouth pushed against mine forcing it open so his tongue could dance with mine. A small moan escaped from my throat as the passion sizzled.

Our breath was getting heavier the kiss was starting to heat up quickly. It was so hard to resist the passion that was building. Not that I wanted to resist, but we were in his office. He seemed to think the same thing and whispered to me on my lips. "Roza, we can't do this here." He kissed me softly and looked into my eyes.

"I have an idea." I said, smiling. "How about we go on a picnic together. I have this favorite spot I love to go to. It's quiet, secluded and privet. There is a beautiful waterfall with a pool we can go for a swim." I said suggestively.

"When would you like to do this picnic?" He asked curiously, a small smirk forming on his beautiful lips.

"How about this afternoon?" I asked. "I will leave you to your work and go get the picnic prepared. I could come back say around one PM, the waterfall is about a half hour ride from here." I looked up at him with a playful smile. He pulled me closer.

"Must you leave right this minute?" He said in a quiet sexy voice. "I like having you here with me," he whispered on my lips hotly but then pouted slightly.

I laughed as I shook my head and wrapped my arms around his neck. I pulled him down to me; our lips were nearly touching when I heard a cough behind me. I pulled back disappointed, but then Dimitri kissed my forehead and hugged me to him.

"Hello Abe, what can I do for you?" Dimitri asked over my shoulder.

"I need a word with you, if you don't mind, Dimitri," Abe said a little stiffly.

At the tone of his voice I decided I should probably go and let them talk. I slid my arms down and looked up at Dimitri. He seemed reluctant to let me go as well. "I will come back at one PM," I said with a wink. He smiled and let me go. I turned to face Abe and he was looking a little irritated. I gave him a suspicious look, but decided not to ask for now.

"Good morning Abe. I'm glad to see you didn't get hurt yesterday." I said quietly. I felt a stab in my chest as Mason flashed in my mind.

"Good morning little girl. I'm sorry about Mason," Abe said sincerely, stepping to me with his arms open. I stepped into his arms and he held me. "I wish I could have done something to change what happened," he said sadly.

"I know Abe, it wasn't anyone's fault; it just happened. I will have to live with it, won't I?" I said muffled into his shoulder.

"Yes, but I'm still sorry, honey. You two were close," he said with a squeeze. I just nodded my head and pulled away.

"I will see you later. Dimitri I'll be back at one," I sang, turning to look at him. He gave me a small smile and a nod as I left, closing the door behind me. As I walked away I heard Abe's booming voice, slightly loud and maybe even... angry?

"Dimitri we need to talk." Abe said aggressively.