Authors Note: I'm actually really enjoying writing the memories! It's kind of fun! :D I hope you guys enjoy this chapter! :D

Rose's Point of View

Due to the fact that Russia was so far away we were warned we'd have to stop a few times. Our first stop was an airport in Colorado. We were brought food and drinks while we waited, and it felt like hours had passed before we were eventually in the air again. This time, instead of the Russia God sitting next to me Adrian sat down.

"Hey Little Dhampir," He smirked. I could immediately smell alcohol on his breath, "You're looking good today." I tried my hardest to look serious and not laugh at him

"Thanks, so do you," I grinned, "And you smell great by the way. My eye lids are about to peel off."

He plastered a fake hurt expression on his face, "Are you, Rosemarie Hathaway, suggesting that I, Adrian Ivashkov, has had too much to drink? I'm appalled by your insinuation." I laughed out loud at this. He was always so carefree. I loved that about him. I admired the way didn't care what others thought. Sure, I wished he'd quit smoking and drinking, but at the end of the day I knew he wouldn't. It was a part of him. Just like my shadow-kissed aura was apart of me. Plus, he used those things mostly as a coping mechanism. I couldn't fault him for wanting to escape from the effects of spirit.

I laughed, glancing out the window briefly. The sun was still high in the sky and we were due to make another stop soon. I wanted to hurry up and get this trip over with, but I knew it wasn't going to be an overnight trip. Dimitri needed time with his family. Lissa and Adrian wanted time with Mark and Okasana. It seemed like there was only Christian and I who were just going because other people had asked us to.

"I just wanted to relax a little," Adrian smiled, leaning back against the chair. It took a moment for me to realise that he was referring to the alcohol he'd consumed. I knew because of us and the situation with Dimitri he was feeling on edge. I guessed he was worried I'd want my memories back and no longer want him. I couldn't imagine that happening, but it was possible. I had no idea how much I had loved Dimitri because. It was weird thinking I'd forgotten a whole chapter of my life.

"I wish I could relax," I whispered, returning his smile, "I don't know what to expect once I get to Russia. I apparently met his family before. I don't know how much I got to know them." I literally had no recollection about Dimitri or his family. All I had was the flash of memories I'd got of Mark and Okasana, and the dream of Dimitri which I was hoping was just a dream and nothing else.

"How is the memory thing going?" He asked, concern on his face. I could sense that he felt guilty for taking the memories away, even though I had asked him to. It wasn't something he'd wanted to do. Had I forced him into it?

"I don't know," I replied honestly, "I got a flash before, of Mark and Okasana. I didn't remember them before, but now I do."

Adrian nodded, "I don't know if taking away your memories is permanent. I've never done it before. I probably just temporarily cut off your access to them. It's possible they'll come back. You have to be prepared for that." His eyes gazed at me, intense and attempting to see if I could understand what he was talking about.

I sighed, "I had a dream as well." I glanced away, feeling guilty, "Of Dimitri," I clarified, "I think it was just a dream, not a memory, but I guess I can't be sure." I felt a flush of red crept upon my face. I didn't know exactly why I felt guilty. Maybe because dreaming of another man while being with Adrian felt like I was being dishonest or something.

He just nodded, "It's okay, you know."

I gave him a confused look.

"I can see your aura. There's colours which represent guilt, and you shouldn't feel guilty. You loved him, I know that. So if you want him in the end you'll always have my friendship." Adrian let out a deep breath. It seemed to pain him to say it, but I appreciated it.

"Thank you," I answered. My voice conveyed how much I appreciated what he was saying. I held his hand, giving it a squeeze. I didn't know what I'd do without his friendship. All I knew was that I valued it so much, and I couldn't even comprehend losing. Since meeting Adrian I'd gotten to know him, and underneath all his flirting and innuendoes he was genuinely a nice guy.

"I know we're together now," He said, letting out a groan before he continued, "And I can't believe I'm about to say this..." He let out a sigh, his emerald eyes looking sad, "But I think we should just be friends. If you get your memory back and still want to be with me, then we'll talk. If not, then I think this is for the best."

I was shocked.

For a few seconds I couldn't respond. I didn't even know how to, or what to say. But I began to see that this was the best solution for us. This way I wasn't breaking up with him for someone else. This was us being friends, to see what the future would hold for us. I knew it was the reasonable thing to do.

"Okay," I sighed, feeling upset. I'd gotten used to the idea of being with Adrian, and I felt like I was falling in love with him. But I had a bad feeling that my memories were returning, and if I ended up loving Dimitri again then I couldn't stand the thought of hurting . I was already hurting him enough.

Adrian stood, giving me one last smile before returning to his seat.

I sighed, turning to look out the window.

This trip was going to be long and awkward, I could tell that already.

I'd always feel uncomfortable if I were around Dimitri and Adrian at the same time, and there was still some awkwardness between Lissa and I. Despite the fact that I couldn't remember what had happened, Lissa did; She still felt guilty about everything that happened, and that guilt made it hard for her to even talk to me most of the time.

I glanced down the aisle of the plane. Lissa was sleeping, leaning her head against Christians shoulder. I felt a small smile creep onto my face. I liked seeing how happy they were together. It was always nice seeing two people with such a strong connection. It was almost like they had their own bond between them. I just wished I could find a love like that one day.

I closed my eyes, trying to let the gentle vibrations of the plane to lull me to sleep. I prayed it would be dreamless, and hopefully memory free. I didn't think I wanted to remember anything else. I suddenly couldn't wait to get to Russia. At least then it would eventually be over and we could all return to the court.

A dream folded out in front of me.

I knew instantly it wasn't spirit induced. It felt like me, not Adrian.

I also knew it was mine because I was scared. I could feel the fear pumping through my veins, and it terrified me. I knew I was running from someone, I just wasn't sure who. My dream didn't seem to want me to know. I began to run, and I noticed my ankle was throbbing. Of course I had no idea why.

After running for a minute I was startled to realise I was stuck in a maze, a maze made completely out of hedges. I couldn't see where I was going, I just ran. I ran from whatever was behind me. I knew if I stopped my life would be over. I just had to keep running.

I spun around frantically, trying to decide which way I should go. I felt nauseous. I felt afraid. I just wanted to get away, I wanted to get to safety and I wanted to live.

Suddenly I broke free from the maze. I let out a groan when I saw city lights miles and miles away. They seemed like a speck on the horizon; impossible to reach. I took a deep breath and began running. The fear still coursed through my entire body, and it only got worse. I could feel that I was being followed. I could hear gentle footsteps behind me. I knew I didn't have long left.

"Rose?" A soft voice whispered. I spun around frantically, trying to locate the sound of the voice, "Rose?" I heard it again, "Wake up."

I blinked open my eyes.

Everyone seemed to be looking at me in concern. Lissa was sitting in the seat beside me while Adrian, Christian and Dimitri stood around her. I felt a little self consious waking up and seeing them all watching me. Consiously I rubbed around my mouth. Thankfully there was no drool.

"What?" I asked, my voice still sounding groggy from sleep.

"You were talking in your sleep." Adrian stated, his eyes not leaving mine.

"Oh," I let out a small laugh, "Sorry, I was having a weird dream."

"What about?" Lissa questioned. She looked concerned still. Everyone seemed to be watching me, like they were studying me. I had a weird feeling they'd been talking about me while I was sleeping.

"I was being chased," I said, curious to know why they were so interested. They all seemed to visibly relax, "Through a maze I think," I added, "It was just weird."

Dimitri looked...shocked I think. It was the only way to describe it, and Lissa wore the same expression on her face. Adrian and Christian didn't seemed overly interested. They both kind of drifted away after making sure I was okay. Dimitri just continued staring at me, an odd expression on his face. I didn't even think he was paying attention to anyone else.

"Dimitri," Lissa said, finally getting his attention, "Uh...Can I talk to you for a minute."

He just gave her a small nod.

She stood and led him away, glancing back at me with concern. Dimitri's eyes didn't leave mine until he sat down. I let out a breath. I was curious to know why Lissa wanted to talk to him. I'd been reluctant to enter Lissa's mind lately, and I didn't want to do that now. But I decided to anyway.

I focused on the bond, and just like all the other times I felt myself slowly enter Lissa's mind.

Through her mind Dimitri looked as if he was completely lost in his own world.

"She's remembering," He muttered. His face looked pale. I suddenly realised that my dream had probably been another memory. Great, now he knew I was remembering.

"It looks like it," Lissa said, equally as shocked, "The maze, that was in Russia, right?" Lissa asked cautiously. She was thinking about how Russia was a touchy subject for him. I didn't even know why, besides the fact that his family was there. He'd told me that was where he'd gone when he'd been awakened, maybe he had bad memories there.

"Yes," He muttered.

"That was the night she..." Lissa cut off after seeing the pained expression on Dimitri's face. He seemed to know where she was going anyway, because he nodded.

"Yes," He said again, finally looking at Lissa.

"You don't look happy that she's remembering things," Lissa noted. She was surprised that he wouldn't want me remembering. I, however, knew why he wouldn't. Some memories were better left forgotten.

"She's remembering the wrong things," Dimitri answered, "She's remembering the bad. I need her to remember the good first." Lissa was confused, but I undertood his logic. If he loved me and wanted to be with me then he wouldn't want the bad memories to ruin his chances before I got the good ones back. I just didn't know if I wanted any of them.

"We don't even know if she's remembered anything else," Lissa remarked, "She thinks that memory was a dream." I felt myself huff back in my own body. It didn't seem like they were going to inform me that I'd remembered something else. Fine, then I wouldn't tell them what else I was remembering.

"She remembers Mark and Okasana," He stated, "And now she's remembered the maze. Obviously not enough to know what happened, but she's remembering."

He glanced at Lissa again, a look of hopefulness and determination replacing the confusion.

"She's remembering," He said again, a small smile creeping onto his face.

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