Hello all, thank you to everyone who reviewed, favourited and followed. Means alot. So this chapter isn't as good, but I promise it is only up from after this. Without further ado chapter two.

Disclaimer: I do not own Vampire Academy or its characters, only the plot.

It took me a few days to recover; my whole body had ached making it impossible for me to be on my feet for more than a few minutes at a time. Much to my frustration and embarrassment Dimitri had had to help me getting to and from the bathroom, but otherwise demanded that I remain on bed rest till he deemed me well enough. Of course this did not go over well with me, my pride was devastated at my inability to care for myself. Dimitri couldn't help but chuckle at my constant protests for independence, however he understood that it was not easy for me to let others do things for me. I couldn't help but reflect on how lucky I had been that Dimitri and Ivan had found me, I am sure my fate would have been grim. I had grown to love Ivan like a brother I never had, he was a bright light constantly making jokes and antagonising Dimitri to no end.

Dimitri on the other hand was the much more serious one of the two, never taking anything lightly and analysing everything. But every so often the barrier he had around himself would crack slightly to reveal the more gentler side he had shown when he had first found me, I lived for those moments when he would smile at me.

I realised that I was slowly becoming attached, something that I couldn't afford to have, if I was honest with myself I didn't really know them and wasn't able to let myself fully trust them yet. Not that they had given me any reason not to, but the stronger I grew the more I knew I needed to go. I couldn't be their burden any longer, I had already imposed enough on their lives.

Though today wouldn't be that day, Ivan had left for work early and Dimitri had popped out for a work meeting. That then left me alone in the house to decide on my next move and ask the question where was I meant to be?

After showering and re-heating the plate of eggs, bacon, and toast that Dimitri had left for me (he didn't trust me in the kitchen due to almost burning the house down poaching an egg), I decided to look around the house for a map to find the next destination, only to be disrupted by the front door being slammed open. I did what I knew best, I ran, and then hid in the best place I could think of, under Dimitri's bed.

Sure under a bed is the most cliché place ever, but at first look you wouldn't think anyone would be able to fit under it, but with my manoeuvrability and slim body I was able to wiggle my way under. I had chosen this place in particular after Dimitri had made sure I knew all escape routes and best hideaways. Panic flooded my body as I lay stock still under the bed hoping that whoever was in the house would leave soon, but from experience things rarely went my way.

Banging and crashing echoed throughout the house, I could hear the furniture being moved and the odd item being smashed. Masculine voices could be heard in the hallway just outside Dimitri's door, I didn't know what they were looking for. Surely they wouldn't be moving furniture and smashing items if it was me, I had nothing of my own that would identify that I was here.

The voices were muffled so it was extremely hard to decipher what they were saying, then it went silent, too silent.

"BANG" the door to Dimiti's room smashed open revealing a gigantic man dressed all in black with a balaclava. I had to muffle my scream with a fist in my mouth, luckily any noise that had escaped had been muted by the noise of the door, which was now hanging loosely from its hinges.

I watched terrified as the man quickly moved around the room opening draws, the wardrobe, and the small cupboard in the bedside table. His feet moved closer and closer to the bed, tears began to prick in my eyes my breathing becoming laboured as I struggled for oxygen. "Well what do we have here?" the man asked himself, this was it this was the moment where I would be dragged from under the bed. Bracing myself I tucked myself in the fetal position whilst making sure why fists were clenched and ready to connect with the however took me.

As soon as they had entered the feet were disappearing out of the room and out the door, I wonder what he had found? What had they really been after?. Just like that the footsteps and voices of both men retreated down the hall, followed by the final click of the front door closing.

I don't know how long I was under the bed for, but I too was terrified to move. My body began to ache due to the muscles being constricted in the same position, it didn't help that I still had odd bouts of exhaustion from my last interesting encounter with random people. The opening of the front door startled me from my reverie, the panic beginning to manifest yet again. Please let it be Dimitiri, heavy footsteps could be heard as well as cursing in Russian. Then the panicked yelling began "Rose, ROZA, ROZA", I could hear him running frantically around the house trying to find me. In that moment I felt weak, weak for being unable to move or make a sound, whilst Dimitri who had been looking after me was going crazy thinking I was missing.

Before I knew it Dimitri was on all fours looking at me under the bed, worry creased his features, guilt began to eat at me for causing him so much stress.

"Rose I know you are scared, but everything is going to be alright, I won't hurt you" His voice was back to its soft and gentle tone. The thought that he believed he was scaring me woke me from my frozen reverie.

"Dimitri, no, it's just that I was so scared they had found me" I sobbed, slowly I edged my way out from under the bed. Dimitri pulled back so that I could fully emerge, before pulling me into a comforting embrace. The tears made their way slowly down my face, before they could fall each was wiped away by Dimitri's careful fingers. I needed to snap out of it and stop being so pathetic.

I relaxed into his embrace his aftershave washing over me and calming my body and mind. With a sigh of content I looked up into his worried face "I'm okay now, thank you for worrying about me. Do you know what they would be looking for if it wasn't me they were after?"

"I don't know Roza, but they really did a number on the house. You look exhausted, let's get you something to eat and drink. Then we can do an inventory on the house to see if anything is missing" His voice held a hardness that I had never heard from him before, something I did not want to hear in the future. It didn't suit him and in that moment all I really wanted to do was ensure that he never spoke like that again, and relieve him of the worry and concern that weighed him down.

Standing Dimitri pulled me up with him, I of course could not match his height and only came up to his shoulder. But in that moment I felt protected and safe, he was invincible in my eyes and had yet again shown me that I could trust him to look after me.

The damage was as he had described a total and utter mess. The place was ransacked apart from my room which would have appeared empty to anyone, therefore they intruders had not even bothered to search it.

Dimitri set me down at the breakfast bar in the kitchen, with plates pots and pans strewn across the bench and floor. I watched as he had put everything back into its rightful place and began making what looked like pancakes, he had informed me after finding me drooling that they were the Russian equivalent "Blini".

The exhaustion I had felt ebbed away and my stomach was now content, Dimitri could really cook. I had watched as the tension had dissipated from his shoulders as we both began to relax more and more. Once the dishes were cleared and stacked in the dishwasher we both began the enormous task of cleaning the house. Before Dimitri could bend down with the brush and shovel I couldn't help but think how much I owed him, before I could stop myself I leaned down to kiss his cheek as a form of thanks. But as fate would have it he turned at the last minute, my lips were meet with his silky smooth and soft. His posture automatically became stiff, and then he relaxed and responded into what had only meant to be a peck.

Our lips explored one another moving in sync we began increase in desperation of more, just before we hit the moment of devouring each other the crashing of the door broke us apart. The at peace feeling I had whilst kissing Dimitri was replaced with the terror that I thought had been thrust to the back of my mind.

"WHAT THE? what is going on?" an enraged voice yelled.

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