NOTE: So, when I originally wrote this I wasn't completely sure what ending I wanted. I didn't know whether I wanted Dimitri to be alive after the ordeals in Shadow Kiss or to have it be nine and a half years after the events in Last Sacrifice. All I was sure of was that I wanted it to all be a dream. So, I wrote both endings. I figured that I'd make the one set almost ten years later similar to the dream world that Avery had created to give Rose some disorientation when she woke up the first time, but the second ending feels more "Rose-like" to me. At least when she and Dimitri are talking. So, which ever you like better you can read. Ending one is set in the future. Ending two is the one set after Shadow-Kiss. These two endings go with Version A of the last chapter.

Also, Ending C is a new ending. Um, like I said in the last chapter someone gave me an idea that was different from my original idea and it intrigued me so I ran with it. So Ending C goes with Version B of the last chapter.

Ending A:

Rose shot up and looked around the room. She was confused. Where the hell was she? She could hear a shower running and she got off what was an extremely comfortable coach. She threw the chocolate-brown throw blanket onto the tan couch. She looked around the room still wildly confused. She could see sunlight pouring in from the large bay windows beside the door. It had been what had woken her up.

The room was comfortable and quiet. She could hear the sounds of crickets outside and moved toward the window passing a loveseat. Outside trees aligned the barrier of the house. There was a small garden filled with flowers right up against the house. She turned back to look around the room with a lot more confusion. What was going on?

It was obvious the house was lived in. Rose looked at the coffee table that had magazines and a book lying on it with a few knickknacks on top covering the glass in the center of it. A black boyfriend cardigan was thrown onto the side of the couch and Rose picked it up with trembling fingers. It was in her size. She gripped it in her hands and fingered it as she looked around.

The room was done in low tones of brown, tan, black, white, and red. Cherry wood furniture surrounded the comforts of the room. The carpet beneath her feet was nice and soft and reminded her of one she'd seen when she stayed with Dimitri's family in Baia. There were two hallways and one obviously separated a small kitchen from the living room. A room divider was closed above the counter and two counter stools.

She turned back to look at the bookshelf that dominated the wall off to the other side of the room beside the second hall. There were pictures on it and on the fireplace right beneath the 50'' television hanging above it. She stalked over to it and put her hands on the first picture she could find. She almost dropped it in surprise. It was a picture of her and Dimitri on their wedding day? Rose had on an ivory summer dress and was kissing a cleaned up Dimitri in a tux. Damn, he looked good in a tux. She put it down before she did drop it and looked at another picture. This one had a Rose in it with shorter hair and she was sitting with Christian, Lissa, and Dimitri at what looked like some kind of family picnic. The next photo was a group picture of Rose and Dimitri with his family. She moved toward the bookshelf. The first picture she saw was of Dimitri and her acting silly in front of the Alexander Palace near St. Petersburg. The next one was of Rose's parents, Dimitri's family, Rose, Dimitri, Adrian, Sydney, Mia, Eddie, Jill, Christian, and Lissa at an amusement park. And another with Rose standing with Lissa at her college graduation.

She jumped at the sound of a door opening. She turned to look at the dark hallway where a figure emerged. She gasped as Dimitri walked toward her. He was drying his hair with a plush green towel and pulled it away giving her a half-smile as he looked up at her. There was no red around his eyes only the lovingly clear brown eyes she adored. And that's when she realized she didn't feel like a Strigoi.

"Roza," Dimitri started in an amused yet chastising tone and continued in Russian, "Did you fall back to sleep?"

Rose looked at him in confusion. How did she understand Russian? And what was he talking about? They were Strigoi. They didn't need sleep. And how was he looking at her like that? With so much emotion?

"Dimka," she answered back in Russian surprising herself, "What's going on?"

He looked at her with partial amusement and partial confusion. He switched back to English rounding off his observation, "Um, well, let's see. Instead of getting up like I told you to do you went back to sleep. You are still not dressed, we're going to be late, and you look deliciously tumbled."

Rose looked down at her red camisole and red and black plaid pajamas. And looked back at him in confusion. He walked toward her and kissed her. Rose fell into the kiss and realized how unreal those other kisses had been. This was the kiss she'd been dying to have. Dimitri pulled back and gave her one of his rare real smiles.

"What's wrong?"

"I don't…I don't know. I don't…feel right."

Roza? Dimitri's voice came from far away and the world was tumbling away.

"Rose? Roza. Roza, wake up." Dimitri's warm voice washed over her as she began to blink.

"How long has she been out?" a familiar sarcastic voice asked.

"For a half hour I think."

"Rose, wake up, please. We're worried." That worried voice was really familiar, too.

Rose opened her eyes and looked around. Lissa, Dimitri, Christian, Eddie, and Jill were looking at her.

"What happened?" she groaned.

"You fainted." Dimitri explained.

Rose ran her hands across her face as she groaned again. "I had the worst nightmare."

"What happened?" Jill asked, her concern mirroring her sister's.

Rose raised herself into a sitting position taking the cup of hot chocolate that Dimitri was offering her. She stared at her wedding ring for a few seconds collecting her thoughts. At twenty-eight she felt pretty childish admitting what she was going to admit. Dimitri hadn't been a Strigoi for almost ten years.

"It was about me being a Strigoi." She whispered.

Dimitri's eyes flashed with understanding. But, he grinned down at her.

"You have the wildest imagination, Roza. Come on, get up. We've been waiting a while and I'm sure we're all hungry."

"You got that right." Christian grumbled.

Rose got off the couch and walked down the hall to their bedroom. Dimitri shut it and looked at her expectantly.

"Don't worry. I'm fine. I'm just getting a bad feeling. Like those feelings I used to get when I was still shadow-kissed. My guts telling me something isn't right." Rose explained in Russian knowing that most of the people in the living room couldn't understand her.

"Is that why you fainted?" he asked following her lead and switching languages.

"I guess. But, when I woke up it was like when Avery Lazar stuck me in that stupid dream world. I was scared, Dimka."

He took her into his arms and kissed the top of her head, "We'll deal with anything that comes. It might just be your overactive imagination."

"I don't know. That just doesn't seem right." She argued.

He looked at her, "Does your gut tell you something's coming?"

"I don't know."

"Well, how about we stay a few days at Court instead of going to visit my family."

"No, that isn't the answer. We promised. And Yeva all ready likes to moan and bitch about me enough as it is. I'll just up Guardian duties until the feeling goes away."

He chuckled lightly and kissed her lips gently slipping back to English, "Always the vigilant guardian. Now, get dressed. I can't believe we're late for our own promotion celebration."

Rose laughed and shook her head slipping back to English too, "You know, Guardian Belikov, I'm not yours to command."

"At home you are," he growled playfully, "Mrs. Belikov."

Rose laughed. She'd been in awe the first time she realized that Dimitri could be playful and that it was a little childish while still being completely hot.

"Yeah, well, right now I'm Guardian Hathaway. So watch it." She said poking him.

He pulled her toward him and kissed her until she couldn't think. When he pulled back he smirked at her dazed expression.

"So, maybe, we should just stay home since we're all ready late." Rose stated suggestively.

He laughed, "You're impossible. Get dressed."

He kissed her again, but this time on the top of her head before turning to leave. Rose looked after him. No matter what happens they'd always protect each other. Neither of them would ever experience being a Strigoi again. But, Rose still had to wonder. Would things have really been that awful if she'd turned?

Ending B:

"Rose! Roza!" Rose jumped at the familiar sound of Dimitri's voice.

He looked at her with a mixture of amusement and exasperation. She looked around in terror then looked back at Dimitri staring down at her. She was shocked to not see the red rim around his eyes and then shook her head realizing that they shouldn't have a red rim around them because Dimitri wasn't Strigoi.

She grinned up at him sheepishly finally remembering. She was probably late for trials.

"Hey, Comrade, what time is it?"

He sighed heavily, "It's time for you to get up."

She yawned and stretched out, "Nah, I think I'll stay in bed."

"Rose," he growled, "It's time to be serious."

"Oh, come on. You know you want to stay here with me."

She winked at him and he rolled his eyes shaking his head in exasperation.

"You're incorrigible. Get your head out of the gutter and on the trials."

She laughed at the expression on his face and got up slowly. She got off the bed and watched as his eyes went wide realizing that she was half-naked underneath the blanket. They darkened with desire leaving Rose to laugh again.

"Concentrate, remember?" she teased.

He growled and pulled her toward him kissing her passionately. Rose pulled back with a grin and shook her head.

"And I'm the incorrigible one."

She pulled on sweats and a t-shirt as Dimitri started his prepping.

"Look, stay focused. You know because of all your experience that they'll probably try to throw a curveball at you. Don't let it deter you. Take this seriously, Rose. And please, be patient. Don't let your Rose-ness get in the way of thinking clearly."

Rose rolled her eyes waiting for the inevitable Zen Master saying that would most likely fall out of his mouth. She pulled on her sneakers and pulled him down for a kiss before walking toward the door.

"Come on, Mentor. We're going to be late."

"Who's fault is that?"

"Not mine." I stated.

"Rose…" he warned.

Rose grinned, but then caught sight of the scar marring his once perfect face. Everything tumbled back to her. If it hadn't been for her crazy antics she wouldn't have been able to pull that blond Strigoi away from Dimitri before he killed him. She'd risked her life for the man she loved just as he'd risked his. All the guardians at school knew about their relationship now. But, no one dared utter a word about it. Well, except her mother. Her mother had ranted and raved for almost forty-five minutes straight. Well, and Alberta. She ranted on for thirty minutes to both of them and set up boundaries. Strict boundaries. Not that they hadn't found work arounds.

He caught what she was staring at and a soft smile played on his face.

"Hey, everything's going to be okay." He whispered caressing her cheek.

"I had a nightmare." She whispered back.

"Are you all right?" he asked.

"It just scared me. It was about you being Strigoi and you turned me, too. And we were on this rule the world type mission."

He laughed and shook his head, "Don't worry about that. Worry about the trials and about passing."

He kissed the top of her head before they entered the barracks. Rose's mother was standing inside waiting for her with a man wearing too many scarves and way too much jewelry. Janine Hathaway looked incredibly uncomfortable as she looked at her daughter.

Rose hugged her mom and she looked at the Moroi.

"Rose, this is Abe Mazur." Her mother said introducing the man.

"Hello, Rosemarie." He said slyly shaking Rose's hand.

He had a foreign accent. One that Rose didn't recognize. But, his beard and outfit triggered some country. Turkey? Uh-oh. But, Rose's father was Turkish.

Her eyes widened in shock as she looked at both the adults. Dimitri put his hand on her shoulder and turned to look at him. He shook his head and she understood.

Not now. Don't think about that now. She took a deep breath then shot her mother a look, Who am I kidding? What the hell is my sperm donor doing here?

"ROSEMARIE HATHAWAY!" Alberta's voice came loud and clear.

"Not now, Rose." Dimitri warned.

"I know." She growled, trying to calm herself.

He took her in his arms in a hug that looked Mentor-like to everyone else, but she knew wasn't. "Just stay focused. You'll be perfect." He whispered into her ear kissing her cheek lightly.

She took a deep breath and turned to enter the arena. There was no helping it now. She stepped out to take the most important test of her life.

Ending C: (Translations are from google translate so if they're wrong I'm sooooo sorry)

Rose sat watching her daughter run back and forth. She looked so much like her father it was actually pretty creepy. A lot of interesting things had happened since the whole incident 8 years ago. She still wasn't completely forgiven by many in the Moroi world, but she'd made great leaps in fixing her life. And in that time gained things that at one time she might not have ever wanted.

Rose had found out that once she turned into a Strigoi because of her Spirit bond she had powers from Spirit that she'd used. The mind reading, the being able to hold a stake, the ability to force other Strigoi into submission. They'd all been given to her because of Spirit. And those gifts hadn't left her when she was changed back. She was a dhampir who was a little bit more Moroi than human now. And her daughter and three-year old son were proof of that. Dimitrius Rosalissa Belikova was the first dhampir born with two dhampir parents. She also needed blood to survive and had fangs. Her son, Adrian Mason Belikov, was the same way.

Rebuilding the Moroi world had been difficult to say the least, but Adrian was a good king and knew what he was doing. It amazed Rose to see how well he took to being in charge. She was also amazed how she and Dimitri had been moving along. She thought for sure they'd be stuck in this place where they would be guilty forever, but Ellanora had basically kicked them into shape. Like she said, "This is a second chance at life. Don't waste it on regrets and things you cannot change. Focus on what you can achieve to prove to yourself you are better then what you have once been."

Rose was trying to live. And it seemed to be working.

Dimitrius ran toward Rose and grinned, one of her teeth missing from it falling out.

"Mama, папочка (Daddy in Russian in phonics it's papochka) says I'm just like you when you were learning to train with him. Except I have more patience." she giggled.

"Oh, really?" Rose replied giving Dimitri a dirty look.

Dimitri grinned.

"Dimya, it's not polite to lie." he said straight-faced, but amusement flickered in his eyes.

"I'm not lying, папа (dad in Russian in phonic papa)." she replied back crossing her arms putting as much defiance into it as she could muster.

"Oh, my goodness, she looks just like you, Rose!" Lissa's voice called clear across the yard.

Rose turned to grin at her best friend and her husband. Christian was holding their newest addition, Andre, in his arms with little Tasha stuck to his leg. Rose felt a pang of guilt even though Christian had finally forgiven her for killing his aunt. But, she shook that off right away and waved at them.

Adri and Sage ran across the lawn laughing and playing.

"Little Dhamphir!"Adrian called walking hand in hand with Sydney.

Rose's Adrian squealed happily pulling Sage along with him.

"UNCLE ADRIAN!" Adri absolutely adored his godfather.

"Hey, how are you?" Adrian said picking him up and giving him a bear hug.

"LOOK! My big boy toof (tooth) is comin' in." Adri replied opening his mouth to show Adrian.

Rose smiled rubbing her protruding belly.

"Hi, Rose." Sydney said grinning sitting down beside her, "How are you?"

"Good." She replied.

"The Guardians back at Court miss you." she conceded.

"I miss them, too. They were an awesome bunch. But, teaching at the school let's me do something worth while and see my kids everyday."

"When's this little one due?" she asked.

"Abraham is due at the end of this month. Just around the time Mia's due with Ella."

Lissa sat beside them, Andre in her lap.

"Sydney, you need to get pregnant so we can all have a kid around the same age." Lissa said playfully.

Sydney laughed, "Yeah, you're funny. Sage is enough of a handful. He's always getting into something."

"Well, we need more girls in this family. I mean, poor Dimya, Tasha, and Ella. They're all alone." Rose stated.

"They have your little sister. How is Lily doing?" Lissa said as she handed Andre his pacifier.

"Rowdy and mischievous. I don't know what my parents were thinking having another baby. And at their age. I mean, didn't they learn anything with me?"

Everyone laughed.

Dimitri sat down beside Rose as a loud yell made them look up.

Dimitrius had Lucas pinned to the ground.

"DIMITRIUS! GET OFF ME!" he yelled.

"TAKE BACK WHAT YOU SAID!" she yelled back.

"NO!"

"LUKA, I'M LOSING MY PATIENCE!"

"What patience?! You have Hathaway attitude."

Dimitrius slapped him upside the head.

"OW, psychopath!" he cried out.

"No, that's the Ozera part in you!" she yelled back.

"Dimitrius Rosalissa." Dimitri said sharply.

Dimitrius looked at her father and rose to her feet.

"Sorry, папочка." she muttered begrudgingly.

Dimitri nodded stoically. He wasn't angry, but he couldn't very well have her attacking royal Moroi.

Rose laughed. "It's okay, Dimya. Beat him up. He looks too much like his dad anyway. He needs more of his mom's beautiful features. Maybe you can fix it for him."

"Rose." Dimitri and Lissa groaned at the same time.

"You're getting beat up by a girl. Pathetic." Christian said chuckling.

Lissa slapped Christian upside the head.

"Ow!"

"Stop making fun of our son." she replied.

Rose grinned happily. Life was good. And that's all she could ask for.

NOTE: If none of these endings are to your liking just let me know. I might just have another ending in mind that I'd want to try, especially, if someone gives me an idea I can't refuse. ;) And this is COMPLETELY SERIOUS. If you'd rather have another ending let me know and I'll write it and add it onto here.

OH! And Since this is done, I'm starting a story about Tasha, so if you want to check that out. The story should be on in about half an hour or so.