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 wakes up somewhere she never could have imagined; the past. Canon pairings. Rated T for Language, Violence, and some non-graphic lemons. First multi-chapter fic.

My eyes watered uncontrollably and a shudder ran through me, causing Adrian to hold me even tighter as he kissed the top of my head. We stood like that for minutes as I tried to pull myself together. I wanted to forget that stupid dream. Like a light bulb flickering on in my head, the idea flared to life as I pushed myself away from Adrian and looked up into his brilliant green eyes. The world blurred around me and went out of focus for a moment and then everything popped back to into place. My heart felt lighter. I felt good, far better than I had in a while. The grief for Eddie and my mother was still there, but something was different, something had changed.

My head spun and I shook my head as confusion washed over me. "What the hell was that?"

"Can't hold your liquor, darling?" Adrian asked me with a cocky smirk on his face, as he sat on the couch across the room.

I took a deep long drink and almost choked on the fumes. Trying to make sense of those lost moments, I replayed the past few minutes in my mind, and the last thing I remembered was Adrian hugging me. After carefully considering the shit that I had gone through over the past few days, I labeled it as plain old exhaustion and let it go. My head still ached fiercely as I carried the bottle over to the couch and laid down.

-Bonds of Time

Mid - Chapter 21

Chapter Twenty Two

The Missing Minutes

Adrian's POV

Rose Hathaway appeared out of nowhere during the worst part of my young life. She was an enigma, a mystery, that captured my heart in one single night. I'd been touring France with my Aunt, drinking myself into a stupor and wishing that I could find an end to the madness my life had been wrought with.

After the fifth bottle of Cabernet disappeared, I passed out face first on my bed, relishing in the peace that the dream world brought me. But then she showed up, looking like a goddess, and acting as though she was as surprised to see me as I was to see her. From that night onward her face was the only one I wanted to see. I knew she was no more than a figment of my alcohol addled mind, but I couldn't bring myself to push her away. I needed her in my life, real or not. She brought me a little bit of respite from my own darkness.

Everyone around me noticed the change in my attitude and more than once I almost mentioned her, but knew that speaking of an imaginary woman would end up with me locked in a padded cell. So I began to research the small tidbits of information that Rose would give me. While vague in her descriptions, she was completely right about the mysterious fifth element; spirit. From there I researched the bond she shared with her best friend and the affects it had on her.

Then one night in late October, I made a very rash decision. While the cost of the phone and the shipping price were nothing to me, the thought of there being no one to receive it was soul crushing. What would I do if it was returned and there was no Rose Hathaway? What if I was sending a phone to some random student who would have no clue of who I was? What if she really was just a figment of my imagination? I didn't think I could bear the loss and disappointment such a revelation would bring.

All of my fears and worries were for naught. When she called, her voice was just as I'd dreamed, her feisty attitude and sense of humor were exactly the same. I had to meet her. What I'd first thought of as a simple crush had drastically turned into so much more. I was in love with her, or at least I thought I was.

It wasn't until that fateful night, when the two of us played that damned board game, did I realize that while my love for her was very real, it wasn't a romantic love. It boggled my mind to think that I could care for someone so much and not expect a relationship. Rose was my soul sister, my best friend, my partner in crime. Seeing her distraught and wracked with grief almost brought me to my knees.

"I don't want to know the future anymore." She whispered in that heartbroken voice. "Make me forget that dream."

"That wouldn't be wise, little dhampir." I told her honestly, watching the darkness grow in her aura. "You had that dream for a reason. And I've never been one to mess around with fate like that. She's a rather fickle mistress that doesn't take kindly to being fucked with."

"Please," She pleaded, tears running down her face while she trembled in my arms. "Knowing all of this. Feeling all of this. It's too much."

Without warning, I grabbed the sides of her face and stared deep into those chocolate brown eyes. "I'm going to tell you something, Rose, and I want you to believe it with all your heart. What has happened is not your fault. You may have knowledge of the future, but it's not your responsibility to change it. You need to share the burden. You can't keep going on like this, shutting everyone out and trying to tackle this all by yourself. You can ask for help."

"You've become the best friend that I never dreamed I'd have and I'll never be able to pay you back for that." I watched as her eyes unfocused and she seemed as though she would collapse while I grabbed one of the silver bracelets from the counter and placed it on her wrist. "I love you, Rose. And I never want to lose you."

The sounding of the door shutting quietly almost broke my concentration, but when I looked up, I found that the room was still empty other than the two of us. I wondered who would have walked in and left without a word.

I stared back down at Rose and hoped that it would work. "Forget that we ever had this conversation."

We'd spent many hours together over the past few months and she was easily one of the most important people in my life. She was so alive and so beautiful that I had hoped that we could be something more. But as time went on, I realized that I loved her like a sister. She was family to me. And I would always be there to help her in anything that she needed. No matter the cost.

End Chapter 22 Adrian's POV

Hello….It's me.. I'm back to say I'm sorry for how late I seem to be.

Are any of you still reading?

I've been going through and touching up Bonds of Time and as of today I'm up to chapter 9 in my edits. If there is an error in continuity or spelling, please point it out to me in a review or PM. I'd very much appreciate it as I get my editing on.

The next chapter is just a few paragraphs away from being finished. I've also just finished reading The Ruby Circle and have had major inspiration for a plot twist for Bonds of Time and Bonds of Fate. This is just about the halfway point of the story.

Peace, Love, and never-ending weekends.

-Bex