Thank you to everyone who has shown your support for the story! Please continue to give me suggestions about what you want to happen and your predictions for future chapters. I'm irish and we tend to curse an awful lot but I've always seen Rose as a curser. Let me know what you think. Im sure you all realise that – to my utter disappointment – I do not own the Vampire Academy.

As always R&R!

Love L xx

RPOV

I swear to God, if hear one more fucking thing about this wedding ill stake myself. A small wedding. Small. That's all I wanted. My family, Dimitri's family and our court family. That was enough. I didn't want some fancy big celebration with hundreds of people who, just a few months ago, was talking shit about me behind my back because I'm marrying a another dhampir. I'm sure our marriage will affect their life greatly. But god forbid the personal guardian to the queen DOESN'T have a grand ball that the entire fucking court is invited to. Over five hundred people have RSVP'ed. Honestly I'm so stressed and the only thing I've done is pick out a dress. I knew it was the one five dresses in but Lissa insisted on trying 23 more after that because 'you never know'. I love Lissa. I really, really do but she is seriously trying my patience.

I march up to our apartment and burst through the door.

"Comrade! Come on. We're hitting the bar. We're gonna get each other good and drunk!"

Dimitri turned around from washing the dishes in our small kitchen looking at me like I had ten heads. I'm not really a drinker and he knew that.

"Roza is that really a good idea I know your frustrated but-"

"Belikov, we are going to the bar and getting highly intoxicated. Have you ever heard of 'a happy wife is a happy life'? The wedding is in two weeks away. Start practicing."

With that I turned on my heels and head out the way I came. If the man had any sense he would follow me.

As we reached one of the court bars I went straight up and ordered two shots of whiskey and knocked both of them back and ordered two more. As I rested my head in my hands I felt a strong arm snake around my waist.

"Roza if you drink at that pace you're just going to end up throwing up or passing out."

"Dimitri this is our wedding. And yet I can't make one fucking decision about it. All I wanted was a small wedding with us and everyone who has been there for us through everything, To see us finally happy. I don't want some grand affair. I just want you and married outside our beautiful little cabin. That's all I want." I knocked back another whiskey and slammed in down onto the bar.

"Okay Roza. Let the Russian show you how to really do It." he took a shot too and ordered four more. Two for me and two for him.

I turned to face him beaming from ear to ear. I loved drunk Dimitri. Well to be honest I loved all Dimitri. But drunk Dimitri was the best fun. He's only come out once before in Russia and I've never laughed so much in my life.

Six shots and an hour later Dimitri was on the almost empty bars small stage singing 'can't take my eyes off you' and shaking his shaggy hair about and doing the can-can.

And that's all I remember.

I wake up naked next to my soon to be husband with a killer headache.

8:45 shit we had fifteen minutes to get to the gym for our class.

"Fuck! Dimitri get up seriously let's go!"

After a stream of Russian and some more shouting we were running out the door looking like a train had just hit us at full speed.

We started with a quick demonstration but honestly I was all over the place I just couldn't focus properly at all. My head was spinning and I didn't have the energy to put up a proper fight. It didn't last long after I took a punch to the side of my ribs that really stung more than it should have.

"Roza go to the toilet and make sure that's not bruised. You've taken hits harder than that."

Without a protest I took my opportunity to get out of the noisy gym and headed to the bathroom. I locked the door and in front of the mirror I lifted my shirt. Across my ribs on the left of my body were the words 'Kiss me, Comrade!' with a lipstick kiss in cursive writing. All I could do was just stared in shock. What the fuck did I do last night?

I walked out to re-join the class we decided to go through some techniques that will allow the moroi to fight hand to hand and with their magic. After about an hour of correcting stances and forms. We headed to the nearest café because coffee was seriously needed at this point.

"What do you remember from last night Dimitri? I literally don't remember anything after the bar. It's all blank" I asked sipping my coffee hoping he might be able to shed some light on the previous night.

"Not much really. We just walked around talking about the wedding and how we both don't really know much about marriage. What my mother and father had was hardly a relationship and you didn't even know Abe's name until you were 18. That for us relationships were never seen as a permeant thing."

"Yeah not as permeant as, oh I don't know, a tattoo?" sipping my coffee waiting for the penny to drop.

"Exactly. The relationships that we have seen in our lives have never been-" he stopped in his tracks and his eyes going wide. Bingo.

"You got a tattoo. Oh god Roza aim so sorry I should have stopped you. I was irresponsible and I promise to take better care of you in the future."

"Calm down! It's not that bad I actually like it. It's cute."

My phone on the table started to buzz and Han's name popped onto the screen. I was Hans second in command when it came to guardian business. Yes that made me Dimitri's boss. Oh how the tables turned. But I when it came to anything regarding specialist and guardian training, duties and charges I was the captain of that ship.

"Hathaway here."

"Rose we have an emergency we need you down in the HQ right now."

And that was it. The line went dead.

"Listen Comrade I gotta go. I'll see you later. Go get an aspirin or something for that pretty little head of yours. See ya later." I kissed him goodbye and hurried to the HQ. Day off my ass.

I arrived in and seen Lissa, Hans and Christian along with her Guards in one of the meeting rooms.

"Alright what was so fucking important that you had to call me in on my day off. And you didn't even have the decency to lay out doughnuts. Hans this had better actually be an emergency because last time you said that when you couldn't figure out how to connect to the wifi." I remained standing drumming my fingers on my hips.

"There has been Strigoi spotted 10 miles out from court. It won't take too long Rosie we just need to discuss security increases." Christian looked just as pissed off to be here as I did. So silvering linings and all.

Two hours later and a serious amount of restraint used on my part not to knock the sense into Hans, I headed back to the apartment hoping and praying that there was ice-cream in the fridge for me. Cookie dough is seriously needed at this point.

"Hey I'm home! Do you wanna watch a movie tonight? I swear I won't make you watch a girly one. Wanna watch pulp fiction!?" I started screaming from the freezer.

"Or we could watch the Lion King I know it's your favourite?"

I turned around satisfied with my scavenger hunt, to find my sexy Russian standing shirtless in front of me. Grinning from ear to ear he unfold his arms.

"It's only fair" he said but I barley heard him because just above his scar on his heart- where he had been staked- was 'Roza' with a small white ink rose tracing the scar itself. My ice cream and spoon hit the floor with all thoughts of a movie disappeared.

I could feel tears springing to my eyes as I looked at him.

"Oh my God, Dimitri…" I was lost for words. I just stared at this perfect specimen of a man. He walked over to me and wrapped his arms around me.

"Kiss me, Comrade…"

And he did.

Twice.

I know not much happened in this chapter it was just really to lead onto the next and it was very…. Sappy. Next chapter find out how the strigoi are evolving. What do you guys think?

As always R&R

Love L xx