Authors note: It's been a crappy day, so I thought I'd write a chapter for you. It's been too long, I know! :) Enjoy!

Didn't William Shakespeare once say "What is done cannot be undone?" I'd never considered him as a wise man, purely because everything he wrote was tinged with sadness, betrayal and death, but his words were true. I couldn't undo what had been done. It would surely make life a lot simpler if I did, but I couldn't.

I sat at the Belikov's kitchen table, playing with the delicious food Olena had insisted I eat. I couldn't though. I felt sick. I knew what I'd done was wrong and I knew it would have consequences. I'd kissed Dimitri Belikov, a man I didn't even remember knowing. We'd practically just met and I'd thrown myself at him. I wasn't just filled with guilt, I was also embarrassed. Apparently I hadn't grown up since I returned to the Academy with Lissa. I was still the same reckless Rose I'd always been.

I took a deep breath, praying that Lissa and Adrian would arrive soon and get me out of here. Every second that ticked by added more tension to the room. I could practically feel it vibrating in the air. Footsteps sounded, and I instantly knew it was Dimitri, finally stirring from his sleep. I held my breath, still not ready to face him and the disappointment he would feel when he saw the regret in my eyes. I couldn't stand the idea of hurting him.

Olena's presence in the room was oddly comforting. She was so motherly, so maternal. It was nice to have someone like that around for once. My mother had been absent most of my life, too busy working to raise and care for me. I wished Janine could have been more like Olena. At the very least she could have tried to visit more often and show some interest in my life.

Suddenly Dimitri entered the room. His eyes went straight to me, and I was shocked to see how happy he looked. I'd never seen him so happy before. His eyes practically glittered with cheer, and the smile which soon appeared on his face transformed him from the stoic Guardian to just a regular man. His happiness fed my guilt, causing it to grow like some unwanted weed in my subconscious. It was unfair that I had the ability to cause him so much unneeded hurt.

He quickly crossed the room to Olena, pulling her into a hug and planting a soft kiss on her forehead. His soft voice whispered something to her in Russia, making tears spring to her eyes. I knew I wasn't the only reason for his happiness right now. He finally had his family back. He was finally complete. And so was Olena. She was finally happy; her heart had been cleansed from the grief of losing her precious son. A miracle had happened…something meant only for fairy tales. Her son had returned to her.

Dimitri's eyes roamed back to me, taking in my expression. Even though his face registered my guilt-stricken expression his happiness didn't waver. Instead a smile crept onto his face. I tried to remove the questioning look my face had composed into, but I couldn't hide my confusion, especially not from Dimitri. He knew me too well, apparently.

"Rose," His voice broke through the tension in the room. He didn't acknowledge it though. Maybe I'd just created the tension in my own mind?

"Yes," I replied. I realised my hand was suspended in the air, a fork in my hand. Red coloured my face as I lowered it to the table.

"I'd like to go for a drive, come with me." It wasn't a question; It was a demand. I found myself nodding before I realised what I'd done. This man confused my mind immensely, and after last night I had no desire to be completely alone with him…not the I had that choice now.

Without a word he turned towards the door, expecting me to follow behind him. I did. Like a puppy. I couldn't help myself. His presence was addictive. Plus, how could I say no to him. I'd broken his heart and erased him from my mind. I'd done some bitchy things in the past, but that definitely topped the list.

He walked to the passenger side of the car, opening the door like the gentleman his mother raised him to be. Of course my guilt just increased. I'd broken his heart, erased him from my mind, and he was a gentleman. He was that rare kind of guy who you wait your entire life to meet…and I, Rosemarie Hathaway, erased him from my entire memory! I honestly had no idea what was wrong with me.

I climbed into the car quickly, keeping an appropriate distance between us. My heart rate increased the second his eyes locked with mine. His smile from earlier had been erased, and his eyes held an intensity which was impossible to look away from. There was a question lying in the depths of his eyes, one I couldn't fathom. And then he was gone, making his way over to the driver's side of the car.

I shook of the moment and reinforced my guardian mask. I just had to act normal during our outing and the rest of the trip, and I'd wait until I had all my memories back before I made any kind of decisions regarding Dimitri. Which meant no more kissing. Scratch that; no more touching of any kind. And I had to avoid any situation alone with him where he could give me one of those looks which convey how much he loves me without uttering a since word. Those were dangerous looks.

After climbing into the car he let out a deep sigh. "If I wasn't so selfish I'd just let you go." He muttered to himself.

Dimitri drove for hours. It felt like hours anyway. By the time he stopped driving my muscles felt stiff and I felt tired, even though I'd slept for hours the night before. Dimitri, on the other hand, seemed newly energized as he jumped out of the car. That smile was back on his face. It mad me happy to see it.

I climbed out of the car slower than he did and joined him. I had no idea where we were, but it was clear that he did. Underneath his happiness was something else. I could see reluctance in his eyes. I felt like he was waiting for something. Though I didn't know what it was.

"Come with me." He said, not meeting my eyes. "There's a beautiful place here I want you to see."

I just nodded, somehow understanding that he wanted silence. I followed behind him reluctantly. His expression was scaring me. He was determined to take me somewhere, yet he almost seemed afraid. He glanced back at me as if he'd sensed my reluctance and offered me a small smile. That smile did weird things to my heart and brain. No wonder I'd kissed him.

I quickened my pace to fall in stride with him. He seemed to know exactly where he was going. I realised suddenly that he was probably taking me to a place he used to go to when he lived with his family in Russia. Maybe he wanted to show me a side to him only past me had seen. Another aspect of Dimitri I'd erased from my mind. It was sweet.

We walked for a while until a river came into view. I didn't know how I hadn't noticed it sooner. But it was beautiful. I stood staring at it in awe. Catching my expression, Dimitri let out a laugh, though he didn't seem to be in such a good mood anymore.

"Come," He held out his hand. Without thinking about it I placed my hand in his, letting him drag me further. Damn. That definitely broke the no touching rule I'd made.

After a short climb Dimitri led me onto a bridge which overlooked the river. I could hear the running water rushing below. Thankfully the bridge looked steady enough so I didn't have to fear plunging into the depths below.

"This is the Ob," Dimitri said, "The River runs through Novosibirsk." His eyes suddenly became shielded as if he didn't want me knowing what he was feeling.

"Did you used to come here often?" I pried. Maybe this was where he brought all the girls who swooned over him when he was younger. Suddenly I regretted asking the question. I so didn't want to know.

He let out a short laugh, one without humour. "No. Only once." He replied, resting his arms on the rail in front of him. His gaze remained locked on the river below.

"So what happened here that made it so special to you?" I questioned. Suddenly I was struck with a thought; what if I had come here with him? Then I remembered I'd only gone to Russia once before, and that was when he was Strigoi.

"I almost died here." He answered, finally meeting my gaze. He was looking at me like I was something fragile which was going to break at any moment. It almost seemed like he was waiting for it to happen.

"How?" I replied, shocked. I didn't know why he'd want to return here if something horrible had happened to him.

"I was staked." He answered, "And then I fell off this bridge into the river." His eyes were quizzical as he watched me, and the reluctance I'd seen earlier was back.

"Oh," I said, still feeling shocked that he'd chosen to bring me here.

I glanced at Dimitri again, surprised to see a flicker of annoyance on his face. "Have you remembered anything recently?" He asked in a guarded voice.

"No." I shook my head, "No recently."

He let out a huff. It sounded like a mixture of annoyance and resignation.

Suddenly he climbed onto the rail, one leg dangling above the river, the other dangling over the bridge.

"What are you doing?" I shrieked. I was instantly at his side, trying to pull him back onto the bridge but he easily shook me off. He was stronger than me. He always had been. In a swift movement he swung his other leg over the edge.

"Dimitri, don't." I could hear the panic in my voice as I tried to grab his arm again, "Please."

"Why?" He asked softly. A sad smile stretching across his face.

"Because…" I began, but suddenly the world seemed to tilt. Everything dimmed; the sun had faded from the sky. I realised that I was in another memory. The moon hung in the sky, and I was sitting where Dimitri had been just moments ago. I glanced down at the swiftly moving water.

I looked at Dimitri. Shocked filled me as I took him in. He was a Strigoi.

"We need to be together." I heard his voice through the wind. There was a plaintive note to his voice which shocked me even more.

"Why?" I heard my past self utter. It was soft and barely audible, but he could hear me.

"Because I want you." He replied. I knew that was the only answer he could have given. He was a Strigoi after all.

"Wrong answer." I heard my reply.

I let go.

As I started to fall he was there, pulling me back onto the bridge. He wanted to turn me, and even though I'd tried to kill myself he was still determined to awaken me. Nothing I did or said would stop him.

Everything else happened so fast. Dimitri's voice telling me to stop fighting; me yelling at him to let me go. And then I plunged a stake into his chest.

I looked him in the eye. "I will always love you." I felt the truth behind the words. They'd come out of my own mouth once, and as I felt myself pushing the stake further into his chest I felt like I was also impaling my own.

"That's what I was supposed to say…" He gasped. His last words to me before he fell into the river below.

A scream tore from my lips. He was dead. I killed him. But…no. I glanced around me, relieved to see the sun above me. I could feel the bridge below my back; an arm was cradling me.

Dimitri.

I choked back a sob. The memory had felt so vivid, like I had actually been standing there, witnessing his death. But Dimitri was alive. He was here. My hand reached for his, squeezing it so tightly I was surprised he didn't complain. After all the Strigoi I'd killed, I was glad I'd screwed up.

Once my eyes finally focused Dimitri face came into view. He looked nervous.

"I'm sorry." He instantly said, "I just…didn't know how to make you remember." His voice sounded broken. I noticed he had tears streaming down his face. So did I. I started crying once I'd seen him die in my memory.

I threw my arms around him. I didn't know why. I just felt so overwhelmed by the memory and all the feelings I'd experienced. I'd loved him so much. I knew that losing him pushed me to my breaking point. I thought he was dead. I really did.

"I almost killed you." I whimpered.

He pulled me back a bit to look into my eyes. "You saved me." He said seriously. Then his lips were on mine. My resistance disappeared instantly and I melted into his embrace. My mind screamed that I'd promised myself not to kiss him, but how couldn't I?

I'd started to feel it again. The love I'd felt for him in the memories. It was the only thing keeping my heart beating. The love I'd had for him flowed through my veins once again. I felt like it had slammed into me; my heart, mind and soul. I pulled away from Dimitri, glancing into his eyes once more before the world around me went black. I fainted.

Memories flashed relentlessly through my mind.

Every moment we had shared

I remembered how strong and invincible he'd been when we first met, when he came to bring Lissa and me back to the folds of Moroi society. I remembered the gentleness of his touch when he bandaged my bloodied and battered hands. I remembered him making me run laps. His lessons. The rare smiles I'd strive to gain from him. I remembered him carrying me in his arms after I was attacked by Natalie. I remembered the night we shared together in the cabin, just before the Strigoi had taken him. I remembered the heartbreaking moment when he's body wasn't brought back with the others; the knowledge that the man who once seemed invincible wasn't. And I remembered the words which had broken my heart; Love fades, mine has.

I remembered everything.

And I would never forget again.

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