When Rose is shot by Tasha Ozera in Last Sacrifice, both Lissa and Adrian use all of the Spirit they can wield to try and bring her back. In a shocking turn of events, Rose is not only healed, but somehow ends up somewhere she never could have imagined. Canon up until Time-Travel. Rated T for language. First multi-chapter fic.

"- Some weird kind of lesbian voo—ahhh!"

Ralf burst into flames.

I jumped up and pushed Lissa out of the way—not easy to do, since we were sitting at our desks. We both ended up on the floor as screams—Ralf's in particular—filled the classroom and Ms. Meissner sprinted for the fire extinguisher. And then, just like that, the flames disappeared. Ralf was still screaming and patting himself down, but he didn't have a single singe mark on him. The only indication of what had happened was the lingering smell of smoke in the air.

Vampire Academy

-Richelle Mead

Bonds Of Time

Chapter Seven

Fall For You

"Adrian," I picked up the phone and put it to my ear, "someone in this school is trying to kill me."

"It's high school, little dhampir."Adrian laughed in disbelief.

"So they've left me a Orbis de Vigil because they're jealous of my thrift store shoes?" I ground out as I stare at the offending piece of metal.

"A what?" Adrian asked in confusion."Forgive me, darling, I've had a few drinks already and I don't speak Spanish."

"It's Latin, Adrian," I sighed and scrubbed my face with the palm of my free hand, "They're freaking disks of death to dhampirs."

"Oh, those!" Adrian exclaimed. "Little silver disks with runes on the edges. You found one at the academy?"

"Under my fucking mattress!" I yelled out, kicking the damned thing into the bathroom and shutting the door.

"Rose," Adrian's voice turned quiet and worried, "I'm sorry. This is serious. How long have you been exposed to it?"

"A few weeks." I said as I thought back on all the sleepless nights and the feeling of constantly being on edge.

"You have to get rid of it now, Rose!" Adrian yelled at me, making me wince and pull the phone away from my ear.

"Ya think?!" I growled at him. "What the fuck am I supposed to do? I have no proof of who did it. And no way of disposing of the piece of shit without getting myself expelled."

"Go to the boiler room in the basement of the dhampir dorms." Adrian said after a moment of silence. "If it's anything like the one in the Moroi dorms, then no one ever steps foot down there."

"That's a good idea." I said after trying to figure out how to get down there without getting caught. "But how do I get it there without touching it?"

"Uh, that's not going to be easy."I could hear his alcohol addled mind spinning from across the continent.

"Fuck it," I shrugged and opened the bathroom door, "I'm just carrying it down there."

I wrapped the disk in a small hand towel and stuck it in the pocket of my pajama pants. I could already feel my energy levels rise and I knew I was going to have to be quick about stashing the charmed object.

"Don't leave me!" Adrian cried out from where I had left the phone on the bed.

"Phones are forbidden on campus!" I yelled back at him. "I'm already on probation. If I'm caught with this thing you're going to end up with a size seven shoe up your ass, spirit boy!"

"Darling, there's a Bluetooth earpiece in the box, be sure to cover it with your hair so it's not confiscated by the guards." Adrian whispered in a sly tone as though we were planning a prison escape.

"Am I freaking James Bond now?" I hissed into the earpiece.

"I'm far too sexy to be your M." Adrian scoffed.

"How muchhave you had to drink?" I asked quietly, opening the door and peering out into the empty hallway.

"I can't remember, but there was a lot." Adrian responded quickly.

"Shut up!" I whispered. "I'm in the hallway now! If anyone sees me they're going to think I've gone insane and started talking to myself."

Adrian didn't say anything else. Instead, he started humming the 007 theme into my ear. The laugh escaped my lips before I could stop it and I ended up tip toeing down to the boiler room with a goofy ass smile plastered onto my face.

It was a week after I had successfully stashed the orb in the boiler room when Natalie made her next move. Despite all of my efforts to thwart her schemes, she caught me off guard. I had expected her to try something else, like another dead animal or charmed object. But nothing prepared me for what she did.

Halloween had started like every other day. Dimitri and I were sparring in the gym while '80's tunes played on the radio. I had made a vow to him that I wouldn't sing and I stuck to it. My body and mind had recovered from the orb's effects and I was back on the top of my game.

We were circling each other on the mat. Dimitri's hair had fallen free from it's tie and we were both sweating. The hair in his face caused blind spots in his vision that I was using to my advantage. I darted to the side in a feint that left my right side open to attack. When he leapt forward, I rolled on the ground and kicked him lightly in the ribs and then hopped back up on my feet and watched as he stood quickly and we resumed circling each other. Prince's 'Kiss' came on over the radio and I couldn't help but smirk at him as he narrowed his eyes at me.

I pulled my fingers up to my lips and kissed them loudly. "For you, comrade."

Dimitri went into a roundhouse kick. I ducked and barely missed his leg hitting me and jumped forward into his path. My forearm hit his chest and barely knocked him back a half an inch. He caught my outstretched arm in his hand and used a leg to knock me flat onto my back. I landed on the mat with a thud while Dimitri hovered over me, pinning one of my hands to my side. Before he could even register my movement, I brought my other hand up to his cheek and patted it lightly with the fingers I had kissed.

"You're it." I pulled my legs over to the side and wrapped them around his waist and easily slid out from under him, causing him to tilt off balance when my arm left his grip.

The momentum sent me stumbling backwards, but I was able to right myself and resume my stance with a smile on my face. There was an immense amount of pride in his eyes that I had gotten past his defenses and I let it distract me from the fact that we were still sparring. That is until Dimitri struck out at me palms first and sent me flying through the air. He was on me before I could even hit the ground. Pinning me once again, his face hovered over mine for the briefest of seconds before he moved. And the world stopped turning. The clock stopped ticking. My heart stopped beating. And there was nothing left. Because his lips were on mine and it was the most beautiful and blissful thing that I had ever experienced. I lost myself in the feeling and pulled him closer when he deepened the kiss. My hands traced the line of his face and his eyes opened to meet mine.

And then it ended. Dimitri stood up, pulling me to my feet, and then walked away shaking his head. I stood there and watched him leave, unable to move or speak. My fingers touched my lips as my mind tried to comprehend what just happened.

I walked back to my dorm in a haze. The look on his face as he stared into my eyes was etched into my memory. His kiss was burnt onto my lips. And all I wanted was more. I needed him like I needed air. My heart beat faster at the mere thought of him liking me even a fraction of the amount that I loved him. I didn't care how long it would take for him to realize that I truly cared about him. I would wait patiently.

Ms. Meissner's class was buzzing with conversation when I took my seat in the back. Lissa and Christian were towards the front of the room and they both stared straight ahead at the board, trying to ignore the things being said.

"Well I heard that he knocked her up, and Rose ended up taking her to one of those blood whore communes where she could have the kid." Camille didn't even bother keeping her voice down.

"Maybe that's where her and Rose fell in love?" Carly said wistfully. "Do you think Rose let her feed from her?"

"Well, yeah," Camille leaned back like she knew something Carly didn't, "dhampirs enjoy the bite more than humans do. Didn't you see how Rose was practically throwing herself at Jesse last week?"

"What was up with that anyway?" Carly asked her. "I heard that somebody spray painted the princess's walls and stole a bunch of her stuff."

"It was probably Ozera." Jacob butted in. "He's still jealous over her relationship with Rose."

"Rose is dating Christian behind Lissa's back?" Carly had misunderstood Jacob's statement, but that apparently sounded really good so they went with it. "Aw, it's like a love triangle!"

"I'd be more worried about him trying to get them both to turn Strigoi just like his parents did." Jacob said with a laugh.

His pants burst into flames and he immediately started screaming like a little girl and running in place. I couldn't help it, I laughed as I watched the students panic and run around like chickens with their heads cut off. "Now this is worth coming to class for."

"What on earth!" Ms. Meissner darted into the room and tossed her briefcase to the side as she looked around the room for something to put the fire out.

It died out on it's own a few seconds later, leaving Jacob's pants slightly singed. He hadn't been injured at all, but he still left for the clinic when Ms. Meissner suggested it.

Four hours later I was in the gym once again. Only this time Dimitri was no where in sight. Stan was directing our training exercises. And unlike Dimitri, Stan didn't spar one on one with his students. Which was rather unfortunate considering how much I wanted to kick his ass in front of everybody. He was in a foul mood and I felt thrilled to know that I'd caused his dilemma. Earlier that day I had turned in my homework two weeks early and had the satisfaction of seeing his eyes widen dramatically at the huge pile of papers that I left for him to grade. My probation wasn't over - I didn't know when that would happen - but I was at least caught up to my peers in regular classes.

"Everyone outside!" Stan barked the order and we all darted for the doors.

Mason turned to me and quirked an eyebrow toward our bi-polar instructor. "Any idea what this is about?"

"No clue." I whispered to him and smiled.

"Stair runs now!" Stan shouted out us the second we were out in the cold late October air. "The first to complete fifty reps gets a ten point bonus added to their grade average for novice training."

All fifty of us sprinted toward the wooden bleachers while groups of Moroi gathered on the quad during their break. I quickly made my way to the front of the group and passed them all, feeling the eyes upon me as I bolted up and down the stairs. With each time I ran up the stairs I thought of the reasons why I needed to win this thing. And my fiftieth and final reason was because I wanted to win for myself. I had to prove to myself that I could make it. That my dream wasn't meaningless and that I could actually accomplish something of my own free will. It was exhilarating and I smiled as Mason and Eddie both whooped in congratulations when I reached that top step a full run before the other forty something students could even make their way back up. But when I stopped to turn around and make my way back down, I could feel the stands beneath me start to shake. The other novices noticed it too, because they stopped in place at the bottom of the stands.

"Run!" I yelled in warning. "Get down!"

My words were lost in the shattering of wood and the screams of novices and Moroi alike. The wooden planks crumbled beneath my feet and at forty feet in the air I didn't have much hope to reach the bottom unscathed. The last thing I saw before my vision was clouded in shattered bleachers and rubble was Natalie's smile as she watched me fall from across the field.

I could feel the splintered wood bury into my stomach as I fell through the broken bleachers. The bone in my left leg shattered on impact with the first support beam it hit. The air was knocked out of my lungs on the second. My arm fractured when I finally hit the ice covered cement. I could hear the wood creaking and shifting above me as I shielded my head as best as I could. And then the entirety of the stands collapsed on top of me. Beam after beam pounded me into the ground until there was nothing left but darkness.

The sounds of screaming pulled me back into my pain filled world. I was still pinned underneath a mass amount of timber, metal and cement. My entire body felt like it was on fire and it took all of my will power not to cry out in agony. I wanted to open my eyes, but I could feel the dirt and chunks of wood that sat on my face, and knew that it would only hurt me more. So I kept my eyes closed and tried to think about all of the things I wanted to do when I got out of there. But it was no use, with every passing conscious second I could feel the strength leaving my body.

"Rose!" I could hear Lissa's desperate yell and slipped into the bond.

The stands had collapsed completely leaving nothing but a mountain of twisted metal and broken wood behind. The spotlights that were usually reserved for training exercises were all focused onto the center of the stands where the novices had been running. Guardians were at the edges picking through the rubble and calling out for someone.

Lissa felt nothing but fear and grief and it made my own heart hurt to know that she was so distressed. Christian put his arms around her and she cried into his shoulder, not caring that there was still a huge crowd of onlookers. But even his touch did nothing to ease the fear and pain that she was feeling. Using what little bit of will power I had left, I pulled the pain into myself. But I didn't leave her. She needed me. And at that moment, it was all I could manage.

"Rose!" Another shout went through the air and Lissa looked over to see Guardian Petrov digging through the rubble with her bare hands and calling for me.

Dimitri was easy to spot considering his size. He was digging through the rubble with the rest the only difference was that he wasn't calling out for me.

"It's Rose, Liss," Christian whispered to her as he held her tightly, "she'll be okay. You'll see."

"Why won't they let us help?" Lissa sobbed.

Christian considered her question. "They have to be very careful. Look at it, Lissa. Rose could be under any part of that. If they don't watch out they could crush her."

Okay, I gave the guy points for trying, but damn, way to be sensitive, flame boy. Lissa mirrored my feelings by crying even harder.

"Rose!" Another shout rang out in the night, but this time it was Dimitri's voice.

It sounded so broken and tired that it hurt me. I could still feel his lips on mine, and that look in his eyes, when in that small moment in time he saw me and only me and nothing else mattered. My fingertips still felt the smooth line of his jaw. The sound of his voice sang to some piece of my soul and I couldn't let go of it. No matter how hard I tried to convince myself otherwise, there was a selfish part of me that knew that Dimitri was the reason I woke up every morning with the determination to do my best. He was my redemption. He was my hope.

The feeling of having a metal beam slice into my arm snapped me back into my own mind and I couldn't help the gut wrenching scream that I let out. I could have done without the mouthful of dirt and woodchips though. And just like that I was pulled back into Lissa's mind.

Lissa had stood up at the sound of my scream. She had a hand covering her mouth as she stood there watching the sun come up over the mountain tops, shining a deep orange glow onto the rubble.

"She's here!" Stan yelled out, pointing toward an area near the center of where the stands used to be.

Alberta and Dimitri both carefully moved through until they met the spot that Stan pointed at. The three of them worked together, quickly moving things out of the way. Lissa watched on with anticipation and hope filling her heart. There was a murmur of voices throughout the crowd and Lissa turned around. The students were lined up and they were chatting in low whispers, like it was a movie theater and the previews were finally over. I could feel Lissa's rage build as she tried to grasp just how heartless those students could be. My friends stood by with their silent vigil. Eddie looked at Mason with a worried expression. Mason had his arm around Meredith as the small girl had tears running down her face.

"They're not worth it, Liss." Christian pulled her into a hug when she went to stand up and confront the gawking Moroi students.

"It's not right," Lissa was beyond irritated, "how could they see this as entertainment? Rose could be hurt or worse."

"She'll be okay, Lissa!" Christian reassured her again. "I promise."

They both turned back toward the wreckage and watched as Alberta gasped and covered her mouth with her hand. Stan took a step back and turned to the crowd.

"Get to your dorms now!" Guardian Alto barked out and from the look on his face he wasn't going to take shit off anybody as he pointed to a handful of guardians that were keeping the crowd away. "Escort the students to their dorms whether they like it or not."

Lissa and Christian were forced back to the Moroi dorms. Lissa had cried and screamed at the guardians but they didn't let her return to the field. So she did the next best thing. She went with Christian to his room. The hall monitors were too busy to notice one student wasn't in the girl's dorm and even if they had noticed, they would probably think that Lissa had been allowed to see me, but she hadn't. She stood and watched from a second story window as they carefully pulled a limp lifeless body from the rubble.

There was a stretcher waiting for them and Dr. Olendzki stood at the edge of the field. The first bright light of day showed a small form covered from head to toe in blood and dirt with limbs sticking out at odd angles. Lissa fainted at the sight and I was forced back into my own mind.

End Chapter Seven

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