Rose POV

We boarded the plane to the ski lodge, and I felt the air tingling with buzzing voices, the air seemed to be filled with electricity.

I sat next to Mason, and to my disappointment, Dimitri and Tasha sat next to us. I groaned and slumped down in my seat, trying to make myself seem smaller, which wasn't working because Dimitri shot me a glance and then went back to his girl friend.

"Rose, what's wrong?" Mason asked, cupping my chin with his hand.

I shook my head, "Nothing," I whispered, looking at Dimitri and Tasha. They were talking and laughing, he looked so relaxed, the tense Guardian posture he had when we were training didn't seem to exist when he was with her.

"It's not nothing, Rose, you look so depressed," Mason complained, pulling me up and towards him.

I sighed, and felt a strong headache starting. It felt like a hammer was pounding against my temples and dragging claws across my head.

"Nothing, just a headache," I whispered, putting my head on his chest. I tried to go to sleep, but once we were in the air it wasn't possible.

"Rose," Mason was shaking me.

I looked up, irritated, "What?"

"You look like you're in pain, are you ok?" He asked, his voice was filled with concern.

Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Dimitri's head shoot up from his seat, and he glared at both of us, his face was blank, but as always, his eyes spoke legions.

"I'm perfectly fine, god dammit!" I practically yelled.

Mason looked at me and waved a flight attendant over, "Can I get a few pain killers for her, please?"

She nodded and walked away. I groaned and my head banged against the window and I winced. My vision started to blur, and suddenly, I could only hear voices, I couldn't see whose bodies they belonged to though.

"What's the matter with her, is she ok?" That was Dimitri, god, his voice sounded so sweet, his accent laced every word, and each word was dripping with worry.

"I don't know, but she's turning paler," Mason whispered.

I felt him pull me closer, but I couldn't speak or move.

"Give her to me," Dimitri commanded.

I felt Mason tense up and wanted to tell Dimitri that I was perfectly happy with Mason, but again, I couldn't speak.

"No, she's my girl friend in the first place, I can take care of her," Mason said, his voice was aggressive and tense.

"Mr. Ashford, let Guardian Belikov take his student," That was Alberta and I felt Mason hand me to Dimitri.

I suddenly saw ghosts filtering my vision and gasped. They seemed to make the headache worsen and I gritted my teeth to stop myself from crying out in pain, but the smallest sound managed to escape and come out.

"Roza," Dimitri whispered and pulled me in tighter, we were so close that when I breathed in, it was the smell of his aftershave, so sweet and sharp.

I felt him walking and then, he was sitting down, cradling me in his arms. I was tucked into a tight ball against the ghosts, trying to see Dimitri, but I couldn't. But I felt his arms around me, and that made it all ok for some reason.

I felt his hand move across my forehead and unwrinkled the lines on my forehead. I sighed into him. Just his touch seemed to make the pain go away a little bit more. I saw the ghosts fade away into smoke, and then, they were all gone.

I opened my eyes and I felt Dimitri relax. I felt tears fall down my face and they landed on his shirt, making dark splotches on the black fabric.

He whipped the tears away with his finger, cherishing each one.

"It's alright, you're safe now, Roza, I won't let anything happen to you," He whispered, letting me sit up on his lap. His arms were around my waist, pulling me close to his chest.

I nodded once, the tears still fell, and I felt shaken, like I had just left my body and was suddenly forced back.

"What happened?" He asked me gently.

"I saw these things...ghosts probably, as crazy as it sounds, and then the headache got worse but then when I was with you. . ."

I stopped talking, he didn't have to hear this. He would probably just turn away and return me to Mason and go back to Tasha.

"Please, continue," He whispered encouragingly.

I shook my head, "I don't remember," I lied.

He didn't seem to pick up on this one and nodded. I suddenly felt tired and started to drift to sleep, still wrapped up securely in his arms.

Dimitri POV

I heard Mason's worried voice and walked over, Rose was hurt, her eyes were glassed over, and the pain was clearly there on his features.

"What's wrong with her?" I didn't ask it harshly, instead, I found that each word was laced with concern and passion. Good thing no one picked up on it.

I immediately wanted to pick her up and bring her to a seat in the back, where I could take care of her, but Mason disagreed, saying that he was her boy friend. That made my blood boil, she was my Roza, and this boy could never take her away from me, ever.

"Guardian Belikov can take care of her," Alberta told Mason gently.

He hesitated and then handed me Rose, unwillingly, I might add. I took her gently in my arms and breathed in her sweet scent. She truly smelled like roses, sweet, and blissful.

"Roza," I breathed.

She seemed to hear that and breathed in, as if taking my scent into memory. I walked to the seats in the back and sat down. I saw the lines on her forehead and smoothed them out, she relaxed under my touch and I smiled at her adoringly. I truly did love her. So why the hell was I with Tasha? I wondered. Because you shouldn't even be with Rose in the first place, came my answer.

She opened her eyes, and the pain slowly disappeared from her features.

Then, to my astonishment she started crying, each tear sliding down her beautiful face seemed to sparkle.

I wiped them off, letting it dissolve onto my finger tips.

"It's alright, everything's ok. I won't let anyone hurt you," I whispered. I heard the irony in my voice, I would hurt her soon, by leaving to be Tasha's Guardian.

She nodded once, believing me. Her eyes sparkled; she believed anything I said, which made it hurt all the more to think about when I had to tell her that I was going away. That wasn't even the worst part, the worst part was that I was leaving to be with Tasha, sure, she was my best friend growing up, but I didn't love her the way I love my Roza.

She fell asleep against me, and I pulled her close to me, kissing her forehead and taking off my coat and let it fall over her.

"Dimka," Tasha said, she sat next to me and looked at my sleeping Roza.

"Yes?"

"You love her, don't you," Tasha accused me.

I shook my head, "No, I don't but I'm just fond of her. She's my student, and I don't want her to get hurt."

She nodded, and looked into my eyes, hers full of love and longing. I knew how she felt, because that's how I felt whenever I was with Roza.

"Do you know what happened to her?" Tasha asked, just for the sake of conversation.

I shook her head, "She didn't want to tell me, she was too tired."

She nodded, and looked out the window. I felt bad that I hadn't taken the conversation further, after all, we would be together everyday pretty soon.

"Tasha, she's just my student," I tried to convince her, though I could barely convince myself.

She nodded absentmindedly, "Yes, I know, but you just never held me that way before."

I felt a sharp pain in my heart, she was right. I would never be able to hold her close like I was doing with Roza, it just wasn't possible.

I felt the plane land and returned Roza to a very angry Mason.

"Thanks," He mumbled and took her in his arms, kissing her on the mouth. I walked away from them and sat next to Tasha again, taking our luggage out. We were finally at the ski lodge.