Okay, so I just read BP (Yay), and I needed to do this one!

All rights go to Richelle Mead and her publishers…etc. etc. etc.

Oh, and BTW, I love Vampire Academy as much as the next person, but if Richelle doesn't give Rose her happy ending……I will hunt her down. Literally. At the book signings. Nah, just kidding, but I will be VERY pissed off.

Ps. No Humans, Moroi, Dhampirs OR Strigoi were injured in the making of this fanfic. :)

Chappie 1-Getting to Russia….again.

After a quick phone call, I turned to Lissa.

"We need to get out of here, Lissa. He knows I've come back here. He'll come for me." I said to Lissa frantically after I told her about what had just happened. The note, the stake; he was tormenting me.

"Where will we go?" she asked as I pulled her to the closet and threw two bags from the top shelve onto the bed and started throwing three sets of clothes in each.

I blinked rapidly and stopped for a second. I knew exactly where we were going, but I had to make it look like I was thinking about it hard. There was no going back from here.

"To Russia." I said after a short pause. "I think I have a way to save him, but we need to stop off somewhere before we leave. I need a trail, and the first clue is here in Montana."

"What about here? You just promised to finish school to Alberta, not to mention your mother!"

I turned towards her, leaning back on the bed a bit. "It's break a promise or be turned Strigoi, Lissa. Or, in your case, die."

She looked taken aback, but she quickly got over it. She shook her head and got it together.

"Who do we need to see in Montana?"

"Actually, with this one, it's just going to be me who sees him." I said untroubled and turned back to the bags.

She grabbed a hold of my shoulder and spun me around. I could have easily shaken her off, but I had only just made up with her. I didn't want to make her feel weak, especially since we were going to be dealing, well, were dealing with Strigoi.

"I thought we were in this together. That means we do everything together."

I sighed, looking her in the eye. "I was just saying that you don't have to come if you don't want to."

"Why wouldn't I want to go?" she asked with a soft smile on her face.

I shrugged. "Because I thought Victor Dashkov scared you."

She froze. I took that as a 'you were right'. She shook her head after a moment of staring at the ground in shock and looked at me.

"He can't hurt me anymore." She said bravely. "I'm going."

I sighed. "You don't have to traumatize yourself before we even see Strigoi."

She shook her head at me. "We're in this together."

I relaxed. Lissa could be very brave when she wanted to be, but, in the experience I had with that, when I used to be like that, it would mean that she would get in multiple situations in which she didn't want to be in, and almost get herself killed. Well, that was if the outcomes were the same.

I zipped up the back packs and slung one over my shoulder and handed Lissa the other one.

"Shouldn't we tell someone here? Just in case?" she asked as I rushed out the door.

"Tell them what? They'll think I'm crazy, they won't let you out of the academy, and they might force us to do something. Seriously, I think its best not to."

"Adrian?" she asked.

This was the person who was, right now, in his room, writing an essay that I gave him on asking me out. I really didn't want to tell him, because he would have two possible outcomes.

He will keep me here, probably force me to stay.

He'll want to come along

I didn't like either, but I knew I couldn't do this without him. He needed to stay here though, just in case.

"I guess we should tell him." I said in defeat. "But you're going to tell him. Make sure after you leave, he stays there. He isn't coming along, but he'll need to make up a sane story as to why we're gone."

She nodded at me seriously, and walked past me, out the door.

"Lissa?" I called, and she spun around.

"Yeah?"

"Tell him I'm sorry."

She nodded again, synthetic this time, and started walking again.

I waited for a long time until she walked back down the corridor, thankfully, alone.

"I was sure he would follow." I mumbled to myself. Lissa heard.

"Oh, he wanted to, but I locked him in from the outside. By the time anyone lets him out, we'll already be gone. But I'm sure he won't hold it on me. He'll make up a story."

I was shocked on the inside. She was becoming more like me than I was! I wasn't sure if I should be worried, or it was a good thing. Either way, I was fine with it.

"Okay, so, now what?" she asked, and I actually had to think about this. I had escaped two times already, but I supposed since I hadn't filled out the paperwork, I was free to leave whenever I wanted, but Lissa…

I turned to her. "You need to think Lissa. This is a big deal. I have ruined my life, running away from the academy, and I don't want to ruin yours too. It's your choice though. Are you willing to give up everything, the court, Christian, everything, just for me. You don't have to do this, you know. You still have a respectable life here."

She looked at me seriously, and then hung her head a bit.

"I forgot about Christian." She whispered. She stared at her shoes fro a moment before sighing and looking at me with purpose. "I'm coming with you. I'll see him when I get back. And, seriously, the court isn't all it's cracked up to be. The queen has everyone wrapped around her little pinkie. You're doing me a favour here."

I sighed to myself. "I would like to hope so." I mumbled, then spoke more clearly. "Okay, so, we need to get out of here. Simple enough for me, but for you, I'm not sure. I think I have a plan though."

She brightened. "What is it?"

I laughed. She was hoping for an ingenious plan that would take skill, strength, and smarts. I wasn't anywhere near that.

"We walk out the front door."

She frowned in disappointment, but that was short lived. I felt she was very confused.

"How? You think we can just say 'see ya. We will be back in a month or two'?"

I shook my head. "Unfortunately, no. But, I have convinced everyone I wasn't going anywhere, and why wouldn't I want to go check out the town, since I haven't been here?"

She looked really confused now and I sighed happily, taking her hand and running towards Alberta's office.

I left her out at the door, so it was only me and Alberta talking. She looked a little confused, but not suspicious, thankfully.

"But you know this town inside and out. Nothing has changed, really."

I nodded. "I know, but I still missed this place, and I have grown comfort from the academy, but seeing the town, since I didn't really see it before, well, I'm curious."

She sighed and nodded. She scribbled on a piece of paper and handed it too me.

"Present this at the front counter." She told me. "They'll let you go, but be back by curfew."

I didn't even nod. I couldn't make any promises, actually, I was definite that I wasn't coming back, I just said a small thank you.

"…and I'm sorry." I tagged on the end of my thank you.

She smiled. "No one is angry at you for leaving. Especially not me."

"I know." I assured her. "Just, I'm pretty sure that I am going to do something bad in the near future, I always do, and I just want to stay on your good side, since we were both friends of Dimitri."

Saying his name sent flashes through my mind. It hurt coming out of my throat, burning like I would imagine the stake burned Strigoi. Also, I stab of fear and excitement too, but that was hardly worth feeling. Everything I did these days had a little of both, sometimes more one than the other.

Alberta tilted her head to the side and smiled. "Relax. You've had a rough couple of months. You need a break. There are some understandable circumstances."

I nodded. "Thank you." I said again, and got out of the lounge seat.

She brushed my thank you away. "Have fun finding yourself."

I was a little stunned to begin with, after she said that, but it was when I saw Lissa outside that I knew what she meant.

She looked at me questioningly, and I held up the note. She squealed quietly and clapped her hands, and I dragged her down to the front desk.

Julie Caress, the front desk lady, approved of the visit, and gave me a caring smile. God, I was starting to get sick of the pity smiles. Like they would actually care! Unlikely.

Once we were past the gates, I felt a lot better. They would have to raise the gates again if they figured anything out, and we could be gone before they even got out of the school grounds, but I was sure that that wasn't going to happen, so long as Adrian remained in his room.

Through Lissa, I felt sadness rush through her. She kept saying one word in her mind, but after about five times, she would convince herself that this was best. She kept saying that she owed this too me.

"You do not." I blurted out before I could stop myself.

She had opened eyes, but other than that, she figured out what I meant.

"If anything, I owe you." I continued.

She shook her head. "Lets save this for after we leave the school grounds. We have a long way to go."

I smiled. Did she really think we were going to walk all that way?

I shook my head. "Actually, it's faster with a car."

She looked at me in surprise, but said nothing, following me quietly.

We reached the road, down a fair bit from the school, the exact place that Christian and I had picked up a ride into Spokane.

Just as planed, Red Hurricane sat at the edge of the road, with Sydney leaning on it.

"Who is that?" Lissa whispered into my ear. I ignored her, though. She would find out soon enough.

"Thank you for bringing Red Hurricane down to Russia, Sydney. I didn't believe that you actually would."

She shook her head to my surprise. "This isn't Red Hurricane. I figured you would need transportation in Russia, so, the company gave me this car for down here.

"But, it looks exactly like Red Hurricane-"

"Because it is, kind of. It's the same model, just a different car."

I nodded. "Well, thanks for coming down here to help me, anyway."

She smiled. "That you can thank me for."

Lissa cleared throat and I looked at her. I sighed.

"Sydney, this is Lissa. Lissa, this is Sydney. She works as an alchemist. She disposes of Strigoi corpses."

Lissa shivered, but shook her hand.

I still didn't get to drive, though. And this time it was a down grade. I had to sit in the back seat which was reasonable because Lissa was here, but I would have expected her to sit in the back seat with me, not in the front seat.

"So, tell me everything." I said, leaning forward and resting on the heads of the front seats. I needed to look at her to talk to her efficiently.

She shrugged, but didn't look at me. I slumped back in my seat and she looked in the review mirror at me for short periods.

"Everything went along as normal. Really. But, we didn't dispose of the body. I had remembered what you said about the sun and everything, and since you were injured, we just left the body for it to burn to smithereens. But, when we came back the next night, no body, no dust."

"So, what? What did you do then?" Lissa asked.

"Actually, we thought that someone had carried the body, one of us, to a safer location, or incinerated it themselves, but when I got your call, I called around, and no one had seen it. You didn't kill it."

Him, I thought in my head viciously. Him, not it. Him!

Sydney had some seriously sappy music going on in the front, some Selena Gomez, Fly to your Heart. I was expecting the next song to be the wiggles, but I was glad it wasn't. I didn't know this song, not that I knew Selena Gomez's songs very well either.

But I didn't complain. The last thing I needed was another interruption from. Anyway, I needed to think.

I wouldn't believe that Dimitri would have done something like this. It wasn't him; it just wasn't who he was…

I was right, though. He wasn't who he normally was, and that's what I needed to change. I wasn't sure that I could kill him again. I mean, once was harsh, but twice? I didn't think I could do it without some motivation. Like, Lissa's life, for example. I would kill him then, but not before.

I needed to find this crazy guy, and my first lead was with Victor in his cell. If victor just told me where I could find him, or at least his brother....

I didn't have a chance, though. He wasn't happy about this arrangement.

"You want something for nothing from me, Rosemarie. That doesn't suit me."

I sighed. I really didn't have time for this.

"Just tell me, Victor. This is important."

He shook his head with a smile on his face. It was only me talking to him. Lissa really didn't want to come in, but she walked through the door and saw him too. She stood beside me.

"Vasilisa?" he asked in delight. "What an honor."

"Save your crap for someone with more time!" I shouted at him, and he turned his attention back on me.

He was still smiling. "Now that I know that Vasilisa is involved, I would love to help."

I felt Lissa grow relieved that she came in and didn't ruin it, but I knew Victor better.

"But I'm afraid prison has cut me off from the outside world. I wouldn't have a clue where anyone would be now."

I took a deep breath in, closing my eyes and I felt Lissa's hopes plummet.

"Are you sure?" I asked, opening my eyes again.

He nodded, the smile disappearing.

I banged my head on the bars of the cell.

"C'mon, Lissa. He's no help to us."

Lissa said nothing, but she was very eager to do as I asked. She didn't like the feel she got from this place and that was understandable. Some of the worst criminals from history have been in here, some even dying. I wasn't to thrilled at the fact that I might be able to see those ghosts too…

I picked up the pace out of there, and Lissa did too.

Again, she asked me, "What now?"

I sighed and looked up at the sky. "Now, we go to Russia."

Hey! OMG! I just read BP, like, two hours ago, and I was like, OMG, I so have to do a fanfic for SB, and so I like, did. OMG!

Nah, just kidding, I don't talk like that. I am excited about this though. I only got BP last night, and I finished it this morning. I was in bed all day just reading it, unable to put it down.

Please review! I worked really hard on this, and I know its long, but I just couldn't stop my magic fingers from typing. That's why this is so long :)