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It was dark. My eyes were closed. The wood floor was freshly waxed and would squeak whenever I scooted. A lighted cinnamon scented candle was in the middle of the room. I didn't have to open my eyes to know it was there. The room was big, the ceiling stretched up 2 stories high. The room was painted a mahogany brown and according to Lissa was never used, so we could have total use of it without getting interrupted.

And yes, I said Lissa. It had been two weeks since the Eddie incident and when the real Eddie came back to school it was obvious he was back to being the same shy, geeky boy from before; the one who was too embarrass to talk to girls, much less try to kill them.

Getting used to Eddie wasn't the weird part. Getting used to Lissa was. Christian and I were in for a shock when she started hanging out in our table during lunch, even going as far as sitting next to me in the classes we shared. If we weren't shocked enough she started proposing we hang out after school at her place. Beauty queen Lissa was asking the freaks of the school to go to her place. She didn't even seem to care when she started getting shunned by our classmates. She seemed content to join the freaks. And as suspicious as I was of her I couldn't deny that I was getting better at my seer's power. Lissa was turning out to be a great teacher.

Of course the Seer's Handbook was also helpful. Once Christian allowed the book to show itself the pages became filled with words. There were directions, pictures, incantations, and everything I could possibly need. But we were going by the book, one page at a time which meant we had a long way ahead of ourselves since the book was about a thousand pages long, maybe more.

Currently Lissa was teaching me to feel the presence of demons. The process would come naturally but when you're first learning its best to be in a calm environment. Demons surround our everyday lives, but some demon are less of a threat than others. Being able to feel demons will make me able to know what level of threat they are. Some aren't even worth a fight.

Every seer has power bestowed upon them. But they can't tap into that power unless they know they have it. That's where guides come in, and of course The Seer's Handbook. It teaches you each power you have and how to use it. Lissa says it's hard in the beginning to use the power, but with practice I'll be able to master it.

I breathed in deeply and was able to feel the energy Christian and Lissa emitted. Both human, the feel I got from them was warm, like a summer day on the beach bottled up within them. I could feel Lissa's dad upstairs in his room, probably working like always. The feel of the humans spread till I was able to feel the whole neighborhood. All were warm—some more than others. I tried expanding my feel further but it was hard, like trying to stretch out a pair of jeans that fit you too tight. My forehead started sprinkling sweat from the effort. I could hear Lissa's voice guiding me.

"Easy now, don't exhort yourself. We'll do this a little at a time."

"It's ok. I think I could push it further."

My feel was stretching further, reaching the second block. Hands were placed on my shoulders to hold me still. I didn't realize I was shaking.

"Easy Rose. Don't do too much."

I shook my head and continued, pushing my power to the limit. I closed my eyes tight and felt the sweat drip off the edge of my nose. Suddenly my feel snapped back, recoiling back inside of me. I opened my eyes suddenly with a gasp.

"What happened?" It was Christian, as concerned as always about me. I didn't know what to say, I couldn't even believe it myself. I was struggling for breath.

"I went almost two blocks." I said breathlessly.

"Wow. That's very good for your first time." Lissa said impressed. Her eyes glanced between Christian and I briefly.

"Yeah, thanks." I said without much emotion. Christian and Lissa noticed. I'm usually the one who brags about my awesome skills; taking any chance to stroke my ego playfully. I brushed off their questioning glances and excused myself. I needed to go home.

"Are you sure you're ok." Christian asked.

"Yes I'm fine." I told them both. "I just have to get home. I forgot my mom wanted me home early today."

Lissa nodded accepting my excuse. Christian wasn't buying it. He gave me the look that meant we'd talk about it later. Sometimes it sucked having a friend who knew you as much as you knew yourself.

I picked up my backpack and slung it on, giving them a hurried goodbye before walking out. I didn't know what I felt, confused, maybe surprised. It was definitely unexpected. Maybe I should have told Christian and Lissa, but I needed to see this for myself first.

When I got home the house was quite. The living room smelled like pine sole which meant my mother had recently mopped. The pillows on the couch looked fluffed. It seemed a little late for her to have just finished cleaning but I wasn't going to judge. I walked quickly upstairs taking two steps at a time. I took a quick glance towards Mia's room and saw the door cracked slightly open. Music was blazing from her room, and I could see her sprawled on the bed with a magazine under her nose.

I hadn't talked to her much in this past week. She seemed to go back to her old ways of avoiding me as much as possible. I guess Eddie wasn't lying; she was under his mind control. It pained me to think that I missed the fake Mia Eddie created. He got me good. Who knew I really did have a weak spot for my sister. I craved her attention, her love, and he used that against me.

I took one more wistful glance towards her before going into my room. I locked the door behind me and dumped the contents of my bag on my bed. Grabbing my folder I took out the homework assignment my math teacher gave the class and sat cross legged on my bed. The sun was going to set in about an hour. I just had to be patient and wait.

The room had grown dark; the setting sun made my walls glow and eerie red before finally setting. I turned the lamp next to my bed on casting shadows in my room. My back hurt from being hunched over my homework so I slowly leaned back stretching my muscles. It felt relieving. I closed my eyes and stretched further back reveling in the sensation. My back was arched, my stomach was pointing towards the ceiling. I had to get more into yoga; the feeling of stretching really did calm a person down.

When I opened my eyes again I saw a pair of eyes looking at me from the shadows of my room. And I did something a normal sane person would not do. I smiled at it. And the pair of eyes—brown eyes to be exact—seemed to be smiling back.

"So what Kama Sutra position is this?" The velvety voice came from the shadows, and I couldn't help it. I laughed; a deep full laugh which made me fall out of my stretching position and collapsed onto my bed.

"You should know. Haven't you tried about all the positions there at least once?"

He snorted sounding offended. "Once, really. I thought you had more class than that. We all know that I've tried all those positions more than once. I could show you the correct way to position yourself if you want." He winked. "Maybe even give you a full body lesson."

"I feel flattered darling." I said with a mock British accent. "When shall we start and where? I say the bed is a bit too boring and old fashioned, isn't it."

He stepped out of the shadows letting my lamp light hit him. He was covering his smile, but the rest of his body was shaking with the trapped laughter. I took a deep breath, it had been a while since I had seen him. His hair looked like he had raked his fingers too many times over it making it stand in all directions. He was dressed in his usual jeans and black t-shirt. But there was something about his face. It was more relaxed, more peaceful. He looked happy, I realized. Before there was always a touch of sadness to him even when he laughed. Now he looked free. Painfully I had to admit that he looked glorious. I was kicking myself for changing into my pajamas at the last minute. I touched my hair self consciously knowing that was a mess too.

"You look beautiful." He said with so much warmth I was caught off guard.

"And you look like you just rolled out of someone's bed." I said truthfully. I didn't need to add that he looked gorgeous none the less.

"Oh yeah you know, threesomes can get quite hectic sometimes."

"You don't say." My lips pursed hoping he was joking.

He walked closer towards me. I felt the bed sink when he sat down next to me. "You weren't surprised when you saw me. You knew I was coming." He whispered.

"Yes."

"I see your powers been growing. Lissa's been helping you?"

"Yes, she has. She's pretty good."

"She should be, considering who her mother was."

I'm pretty sure he saw the confused look in my face because he backtracked. "I mean her mother was one of the greats. I met her once. She knew I didn't choose this life and she helped me. She taught me how to resist the call of my demon. And sometimes I could. But when the call was too strong—like you saw at the cemetery—it became too hard to resist. I owe her a lot. Before her I would be forced to obey every single one of master's requests. I helped her send him to Hell the night she died. He sent me to kill her and I resisted long enough for her to do it. What I didn't expect was her death." His head bowed forward, his face hidden from me. "I watched while they both burst into flames. I didn't know that she had already chosen a seer. I found that out recently." He lifted his head up and looked at me grimly. "So you see. If I knew she had left a seer behind I would have found you and helped you. I owe Rhea my life, it's the least I could have done."

"So, you helped me as a debt to Rhea?" I asked. A feeling of chagrin emanated deep in my stomach. So is that what all this was. He felt like he had a duty to protect me to make it up to Rhea. I wanted to laugh at myself, of course that's all it was. Why else would he concern himself with me? I was nothing but a pain to him anyways.

"If I knew you existed before, I would have. Unfortunately when I enrolled to school it wasn't to help you. I was under orders from Raziel to find out if you were the seer. So my intentions weren't very noble this time. I was actually plotting to kill you."

"Well that's a comforting thought. Wait Raziel?" Who the hell is Raziel?

"Oh that's the name of my demon. The one who was inside Eddie."

"And you couldn't have mentioned his name before." I whined. It would have been so much easier trapping him if I could have just made that circle of blood with his name."

"Sorry." His head slumped down looking shamefully. "I wasn't able to."

"It's ok. So you were trying to kill me." I said getting back into the topic.

He shrugged. "Well that's the truth. Nothing I can do to change it. I didn't want to kill you, but it was hard to ignore his command, though at some points I was able to fight it."

"In the diner." I realized.

"Yes, I was able to fight it then. But still I needed you to be quiet and natural. Greater demons like Raziel are able to manipulate the lesser demons to spy for them. There were some in the diner trailing you, so I needed them to think that I was following Raziel's plan on getting you to trust me. That's why the next time I took you away from everyone, into the forest, so that Raziel's demons wouldn't hear us."

"So those were the ears. Why didn't you mention this before?"

"Because I already had to tell you that a demon was coming after you. I thought that telling you that he had a lot of minor demons trailing you would be too much to handle. You would be jumpy all the time, not knowing who's human and who is demon. That would have definitely tipped off Raziel that I was helping you. Besides you don't have to worry about lesser demons, they don't cause any damage. They just stick their nose in other people's business."

"But they still posses people."

"Yes, that's the unfortunate thing about them."

My room was a silhouette of black, the only light illuminated Dimitri and I. I looked at him closely, his brown eyes looked darker in that moment, and there was a certain hunger coming off of him.

"Why are you back, Dimitri? I thought you had left for good."

"Wouldn't do that quite yet darling. You'd miss me too much."

"Then where did you go?"

"I had some unfinished business."

"So why are you here?" I asked again. His eyes searched mine before looking down at my lips. My heart sped up knowing what he was thinking. He wanted to kiss me. The look of hunger became more pronounced on his face and I felt butterflies knowing that I was the reason why.

He leaned forward painfully slow, and when his lips were so close to mine they were practically brushing he said, "I figured I would keep helping you. Join your group of three and make it four." His soft breath hit my lips before he finally crashed his lips on mine. The kiss was angry, passionate, every emotion he was feeling was pushed into that kiss. Slowly the kiss became more tender, slowing down before he gave me two last sweet pecks.

"For the record I don't appreciate that Raziel kissed you before I did." He whispered against my lips. "But since it's you I'm willing to overlook that fact."

I wrapped my arms around his neck and closed my eyes, feeling content in just being near him. "Were you jealous?" I asked jokingly.

"Jealous? Me? Extremely."

"Well maybe you're not use to jealousy since everyone throws themselves at you."

"That's not my fault their darling. I can't help it if my genes made me this good looking."

"Ah yes. Everyone seems to want a strapping seventeen year old lad to churn their butter." I felt him still suddenly. I opened my eyes and noticed his guarded expression.

"What's wrong?" I said slowly. I kept my arms around him to encourage him to talk.

"It's nothing." He said awkwardly. "It's just, well, I'm a bit older than you think."

I exhaled relieved. "I know that. You were changed into a shadow and now you stay the same age you were when they turned you." I had researched shadows this past week, intrigued to find out more about Dimitri. I wasn't sure when Dimitri was turned, but I knew it had been several years ago.

"That's not what I meant. I was turned a long time ago that's true."

"How long ago?"

"Well let's just say that I met George Washington before he became our first president."

I gripped his back tightly, pressing my nails deep into his t-shirt. Other than that I made no reaction that I was surprised.

"Don't worry, I'll tell you all about what I've seen other time."

I nodded eagerly picturing the dirt he could tell me about our founding fathers.

"But what I meant was that when I was turned I wasn't seventeen. I was twenty three."

I froze. He shook me a couple times with no response. He grabbed my face and moved it from side to side.

"If you don't respond, now, I'm bringing the glass of water and I'll show no mercy. I'll throw it all over your pretty face you hear."

"Twenty three." I finally managed to spit out. This whole time I was with a guy who was twenty three. I kissed a guy who was seven years older than me. A guy who could legally drink when I can't even get a pack of cigarettes because I'm sixteen.

"Does that bother you?"

I thought about it. Does it? I didn't get why I was overreacting. Sure he was seven years older than me. But he wasn't going to get older. Hell, in a couple of years I was going to be older than him. The thought hit me with a pang. My throat felt hallow and when I looked back at him I realized something.

"No, that doesn't bother me." I whispered. And this time I leaned forward and kissed him, washing away the sadness with his lips.

That is the end of the story. A bit bitter sweet I know, but I think they'll make it work. Anyways the next chapter is going to be about Dimitri's past and then we shall be done with this little story for now. Maybe later I'll make a continuing story to this in the near future..