Okay, so first, I am SO sorry that it has been over a week that I have last posted. Although, I wasn't that encouraged to write seeing that I only got two reviews for the last chapter. Second, FF was being mean and wouldn't let me post anything for like 3 days! But none the less, here's the nest one. Enjoy

Chapter Three: Emergency Rooms

Rose's POV

Four days later.

"Ouch! Shit!" I fell over the bob wire fence of on to the graveled ground. I heard Dimitri chuckle from above me.

"Some ninja you are." He said as he gracefully landed beside me.

"Yes, Rosemarie, bad form." Viktor said, struggling to get up the fence.

"Don't talk to me." I said. He swung over the bob wire like it was nothing.

"Help me down?" He asked. Dimitri went to help him, but I stepped forward first and stabled his legs. He started to climb down, but before he could go any further, I let go and he toppled onto the gravel at my feet.

I leaned down pretending to help him up. "If it wasn't that I needed you, that fall would have led to your neck being broken." I straightened up and he lifted himself off the ground with a frightened expression. One I had never seen on Viktor before.

We still looked like Dhampirs to everyone, so I was almost surprised at how scared he was just by my cold voice alone.

I turned to look at the huge prison that we had just artfully broken a maximum security prisoner out of. With only knocking out four guards. I was slightly disappointed that we hadn't run into a fight, but regretted that when I reminded myself that they are my people who I had sworn to protect.

The alarm started to go off. At least we had gotten out of there.

Dimitri grabbed Viktor and hoisted him on to his back, piggy back style. We both looked at each other, our pale skin and red eyes coming into place, and took off into the forest. One of the great things about our Strigoi side- speed.

About 20 minutes later, we slowed when we got to a small clearing. Dimitri dropped Viktor onto the ground. He scrambled away from Dimitri's feet and I laughed at his face when he sat there, frozen in terror looking at Dimitri and I's features.

He gulped. "Wha-what-"

"Strigoi. What the hell does it look like?" I said. Dimitri chuckled from beside me. We both shook of our Strigoi appearances and turned back to our usual self's. "Oh look, now we're Dhampir's again… we're just awesome like that." He stared at us, eyes wide and mouth agape.

"Wow, I don't think I've ever seen someone scared into silence before. This is a first." I commented to Dimitri.

"You have to scared someone silent. That Strigoi yesterday almost fainted in fear." Dimitri said back.

"Ah, point taken." I turned back to Viktor.

"Now, to get down to business." I crouched in front of him, grabbing his hand, my eyes traveling over his fingers and then up to his horrified eyes. "If you don't tell us everything we want to know, I might just have to break every single one of your fingers." My hand traveled up to his arm, "Then your arm bones." Up to his shoulder, "Then your shoulder." Finally, my hand rested around his contracting neck. "And then- well, you know what I'll do here." I squeezed a little and he gulped. I almost laughed about how easy this was. After a second, he nodded. "Good." I stood back up, and walked over to Dimitri. "Do you want to question him? Or shall I?"

He put on an evil mask. "I know how much you love torturing our enemies…" His eyes slowly traveled to Viktor. If his eyes could have popped out of his head, they would have. "But I haven't done it in a while so I guess I'll take this one."

I leaned into his body, my mouth close to his ear. "It hot when you pretend to be bad." A small smile crept to his face, only I could just barely see. I stepped back, and Dimitri stepped forward towards a mortified Viktor.

One hour later

"Las Vegas? Not really a hiding place for an all powerful spirit user…" I said, staring a bloody Viktor. For a Moroi, he sure did have a tolerance for pain.

"Rosemarie, can I go to a hospital now?" Viktor asked from his current position sprawled out on the ground.

"Let me think about it… no."

Dimitri bent down and started to examine his wounds. "Only a few broken fingers and one broken rib. Most of the blood is from his broken nose."

Viktor turned to him, a terrified look on his face. "Most?"

Dimitri stood up, and looked down at the deceitful man smugly. "Yes, most. The rest is from your leg wound."

As if noticing the pain in his leg for the first time, Viktor's head slowly turned toward his mutilated leg. He looked at it, gasped and fell back into the dead grass in the field.

"So much tolerance for pain, no stomach for blood." He calls himself an evil villain. I shook my head.

"Roza, you call him an evil villain. He calls himself a visionary." Dimitri smirked and raised Viktor of the ground.

"Don't they all say that?" I asked.

"Hm. Guess you're right." We started to walk to the small town we were staying in. We had planned all of this, so we both knew what we had to do. We shoved Viktor under a bush close to the edge of the vast forest. I took my pocket knife out of my back pack, and handed it to Dimitri. He sucked in a breath and scraped it up his arm in a jagged pattern. He handed it back to me, and I slipped it back into my back pack.

We both started jogging to the small ER. Our faces covered in fake looks of sheer terror, we burst though the double doors. "Help! My husband fell and cut himself!" I yelled, attracting all the nurses' attention. They flocked around him, and started to take him towards a room. I smiled, glad out plan was working so smoothly. I slipped out of the small waiting area, and towards one of the nurses stations. I clicked the door closed behind me, and started looking around the small, cluttered room. I grabbed gauze, butterfly stitches, some stitching thread, alcohol, a few needles, and some morphine. I quickly shoved everything into my back pack and flung it over my shoulder.

I opened the door slowly, and stepped out.

"Excuse me?" I turned to a male nurse giving me a scrutinizing look. "What were you doing in there?" He asked, pointing to the door I had just slipped out of.

"I was looking for the bathroom." I lied smoothly. He still looked skeptical, so I threw in a man eating smile just for kicks. He smiled dreamily, and nodded.

"Down the hall to the left." He said.

"Thank you very much." I said, pretty disgusted that he was talking to my chest and not my face. I walked away, back towards the waiting area. I walked outside in to the cold night's air and started to look around for Dimitri. My phone started to buzz, and I quickly took it out of my pocket.

"Hello?" I said.

"When are you guys going to be back? I'm started to get bored cramped in this dingy hotel room." Sonya's annoyed voice came though the lone.

I sighed and squeezed the bridge of my nose with my fingers. "Sonya, I told you to call only if it was an emergency."

"It is an emergency! I am going to die of boredom!" Obviously, being a Strigoi makes you lose all kinds of respect, and obedience.

"Good bye, Sonya." I flipped the phone shut, despite her rather loud protests.

Dimitri appeared from around the corner a second later, his arm bandaged. I walked towards him, and we both slowly strolled to the forest line.

"Did you get everything?" He asked as he lifted Viktor's motionless body.

"Yah," I pointed to my back pack, "Even a few extra bottle of morphine to knock out Sonya so she won't scream when we kill her." I joked.

"It would let us get to sleep if we drugged her." Dimitri said back, a smiled playing at the corners of his lips.

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