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Rose's POV

During the night we slept like all the other humans on the train. We needed to blend in, and also adjust to a human schedule since we were officially going to be living like one for as long as we were in Russia. Over dinner, Dimitri told us a little about the town where his family lived. Baia. The name sounded familiar; but I guessed that was because I'd apparently been there.

When the sun began to rise we did too, reluctantly.

I had my breakfast delivered to the room. I didn't want to deal with everyone, especially so early in the morning. I realised this was very anti-social of my, but I couldn't seem to care. Just the thought of sitting around, trying to act normal, with Dimitri and Adrian around was more than I could handle. Plus every seemed to regard me as some kind of science experiment lately, and I didn't like it.

I ordered scrambled eggs, bacon, toast, sausages and orange juice, and ate them while watching some Russia television program. Since I couldn't follow the dialect I just made up my own. It was probably more interesting anyway. Through the bond I could feel that Lissa was enjoying some time with Christian and everyone else at breakfast. Although she was beginning to worry about me, since I'd been avoiding everyone as much as I possibly could.

Finally she decided to come and spend time with me, but she decided to bring everyone else with her. I could basically hear her saying 'Ha-ha, take that' as she thwarted my evil, anti-social plans. I quickly evacuated the room, heading in the opposite direction of where they were for breakfast before they could reach the room. I almost felt guilty, but then I just had to remind myself of Adrian and Dimitri, and suddenly all the guilt would go away.

I knew I'd have to return to our room eventually. The train would be stopping soon, and sadly we had to get off. Then I'd be crammed inside a car with everyone until we got to Dimitri's house. Hopefully I could get my own hotel room for the night. Lissa and Christian would obviously share one, and Adrian would have one of his own. Dimitri would most likely stay with his family. At least I'd get a small break from dealing with him.

I found a bar, and since the sun was up I decided it wouldn't be horrific if I got myself one drink. There was no threat of a Strigoi attack in the daylight, and one drink wouldn't affect me that much anyway, so Lissa wouldn't be in danger.

I tapped the counter twice with my palm, "A martini please barkeep, shaken, not stirred." I smirked; James Bond had ordered the same in one of his movies, but I knew I was more badass then he had ever been. Did he ever stake a Strigoi? No.

The bartender smiled, sliding my drink over to me. It was even in a fancy glass, just like in the movies. I took a sip, waiting for the liquid to flow down my throat. It was good. It probably wasn't the nicest tasting alcohol I'd ever had, but it was still good.

I downed the drink quickly. Suddenly the world around me seemed to tilt and my head felt foggy. It was weird; I'd only had one drink. I was startled to realise I was on the floor, and as I looked around I realised why I'd felt so weird. I was in a memory.

And I was staring up at Natalie.

Her red-rimmed eyes bore into mine. Hers were filled with hunger; hunger for blood. I'd talked to her, I realised. I'd hesitated. Just as Dimitri had warned.

And then, suddenly, he was there, charging down the hallway like Death in a cowboy duster. Before I could register what had happened they were locked in a battle. I watched on with an eerie fascination. She was clearly stronger, but he was far more skilled, and soon his silver stake flashed in his hand like a streak of lightening, burying itself into her heart.

In a moment, he was leaning over me, slipping his arms under my body and then he was carrying me. I was startled to realise this was the second time he'd carried me like this, both times I was injured.

"Hey, Comrade," I heard my voice murmur to him. I sounded sleepy, and that seemed to worry him, "You were right about Strigoi," My world darkened and my eyelids drooped.

"Rose. Roza. Open your eyes." Past me was thinking that she'd, or I, had never heard his voice so strained and frantic. "Don't go to sleep on me. Not yet." He begged.

I squinted up at him as he practically ran towards the clinic, "Was he right?" my voice was low, but he could hear me still.

"Who?" He questioned.

"Victor…" I began, "He said it couldn't have worked. The necklace." I could hear my voice drifting off once more.

"What do you mean?" Dimitri asked. I thought it was his attempt to make sure past me stayed awake. I could practically feel his panic.

"The spell. Victor said you had to want me…to care about me…for it to work." I replied, my voice sounded sleepy. I felt myself reach out, trying to grip his shirt, but my fingers were too weak, "Did you?" I asked, "Did you want me?"

His reply came out thickly. "Yes, Roza. I did want you. I still do. I wish…we could be together." I felt my own heart constrict when he spoke.

"Then why did you lie to me?" My voice questioned him.

He began yelling g for help and I realised we'd entered to clinic.

"Why did you lie?" I murmured again.

He still held me in his arms, and he looked down at me. I could hear footsteps getting closer, and voices were getting louder.

"Because we can't be together." He answered.

"Because of the age thing, right?" I could feel how upset I was, "Because you're my mentor?"

"That's part of it," He said as he wiped away a tear that had escaped down my cheek, "But also…well, you and I will both be Lissa's guardians someday. I need to protect her at all costs. If a pack of Strigoi come, I need to throw my body between them and her."

"I know that. Of course that's what you have to do." My groggy voice replied, trying to fight away the black sparkles which were dancing in front of my eyes.

"No. If I let myself love you, I won't throw myself in front of her. I'll throw myself in front of you."

The memory faded away, replaced by the bar I'd been sitting at before.

I felt tears pooling in my eyes though I didn't know why. I knew all that had actually happened to me, but I didn't remember most of the things which had occurred between Dimitri and I. How could I get so upset over one stupid memory when I was missing hundreds more?

Even as I thought that my mind kept returning to his last words, so filled with emotion. We'd been kept apart because we were both going to be Lissa's guardians. I couldn't believe I'd never considered that fact. Lissa needed to be protected no matter what, and that meant Dimitri had to devote his time to her, not me.

I wiped away a tear that had managed to escape.

"Are you okay?" The bartender asked, stopping in front of me.

I nodded, "Yeah, I'm fine." It was a lie, but what was I supposed to tell him? The guy who might be the love of my life can't be with me because we're both Dhampirs who have sworn to protect a Moroi princess against the evil, immortal Strigoi?

"Another martini please." I managed a smile.

For the first time I was beginning to realise how much Dimitri and I had loved each other…but along with that realisation came the fact that being together would always be so impossible for us. Even if I got my memories back, how could we ever be together when all the forces in the universe were so desperately trying to keep us apart?

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