We were back at Court and it felt like nothing had changed but everything had. Jessica was dead; Rhys didn't speak to me anymore. Every time he saw me, his eyes would squint into a scowl.

He hated me.

I couldn't blame him. I would hate him if he had killed Dimitri, even if it was a life or death situation. I respected him for that.

He walked across the hall and stared at me with eyes full of hatred. I sighed and tried eating my food.

"Time for training." Dimitri said sliding into the seat next to me. I smiled and shook my head.

"Not today." I felt really ill. I don't know why, but every time I moved my stomach made a noise and a movement that made me want to run to hurl. I groaned and moved the food away from view. I couldn't be dealing with eating when I felt like this.

"Still not feeling well huh?" Dimitri asked.

In fact, I've been feeling like this since we got back.

Which was almost two weeks ago now.

I shook my head and leaned into him. He ran his hand over my back. "We need to train; you hardly have these couple of weeks." He said into my ear. He was right. Guardians were supposed to train every day. And even if I was ill, I would still have to fight and army of Strigoi if needed too.

Dimitri had been slightly scarred from the fight with the Strigoi. He had a line from his shoulder down to his elbow on his right arm.

He hated it.

I loved it.

It seemed to work when it was on him. It seemed to make him more of a God.

"Ok, I'll be over now." I said and ran my hand over the scar, where it sat waiting for me under his clothes.

He grinned wildly at me and turned away. He left the canteen almost as quickly as he had turned up.

He was like a ghost.

I picked up my rubbish and put them in the bin. Rhys was sat in the corner on his own; he didn't lift his eyes from the table. It was as though the table entranced him. I grabbed the object in my pocket, the thing I have been waiting to give to him for two weeks now. This thing, this would make him feel better. I just never saw the opportunity to give it to him. I edge closer to him, not sure how he was going to react. All the while, my stomach churned and churned. I felt the bin on the other side of the room calling me, letting me know of its presence in case I needed it.

I have already been sick. It started a couple of days ago and it seemed to happen every other day. I frowned and touched my stomach. What was happening to me?

"What do you want Miss Hathaway?" Rhys said, staring at the table still, not daring a glance at me. I frowned and gripped the object. This was the first thing he had said to me since she died.

"I have to give to something." I answered.

He looked up, not at my face, but at my neck, a place where he wanted to hurt me maybe. I sat down and he looked back at the table decided it was safer.

"Well, what is it, I have things to do."

I reached out my hand form my pocket and passed him the necklace.

"How are we going to dispose of her?" One of the guardians asked.

I stared at her body.

Limp, cold and dead.

But she still looked like Jessica. The girl who less than six hours ago was eating food with us, or the girl that was falling in with the wrong man, just like Dimitri and I had together. I sank to the floor and reached forward, taking hold of her hand. "I'm sorry." I whispered. "I never meant for any of this to happen."

"I think we should burn her," The other guardian answered. "It's quick, easy and no mess."

I touched her neck. The wounds healed slightly from where the Strigoi had killed her half human life. I shook my head. She wasn't a live long enough for them to properly heal.

I had killed another Strigoi.

Just another monster to add to my molnija marks.

I moved my hand to feel the holes slightly better and struck something cold.

Curiosity won out on me. I moved the clothing away and found a necklace. It was beautiful, silver and long enough to hide under a top. It must have been important if she needed to keep it on her. You could be punished for having this on you, it could cause harm in a fight. I guessed the fact that it was hidden away was why I hadn't really noticed it before. The charm was in the shape of a heart and was clasped closed. I undid the necklace and stood up with it in my hand.

I wondered what was inside the necklace. It was built so you could add photos inside. I didn't know who she would add inside. I pushed on the clasp and it popped open. The guardians continued to talk about how to get rid of her body, make it look like she never even existed on this earth. One option was to call the alchemists and have them dissolve her. I wondered if they would call Sydney.

I edged the sides of the charm. What was inside?

It wasn't my place to find out.

But I knew who's place it was.

"I found this." I put the necklace in front of him. "It was on her. I know she would have wanted you to have it."

He stared at the necklace. I thought for a moment he might have stood up and walked away from it, banishing any more pain.

He reached out and grasped the chain in his hand. Lifting it up and caught the charm between it finger and thumb. His eyes closed as he popped the charm open. He gasped slightly. His face softening, either with happens or sadness, I couldn't tell.

"She did care." He said, quieter than a whisper. He let the charm swing as he leaned over and began to cry.

And I could just about make out two pictures. One was of two people, a man and woman, who I could only think as being her parents. On the other side,

Rhys.

His face smiling at me, much different from how he was now. I stood up; knowing he would hate it if I stayed and watched his suffering.

I headed to Dimitri. I needed him now.

When I saw him in the training room, he was beating the pulp in a dummy. I gazed at him, his eyes focused.

I had only seen Lissa a couple of times. She was practically locked away in meetings since she had got back. I needed answers of her. How long had she known she could build a shield? Is Christian getting better? But the most important one, how did the shield take me away to a dream land, but not as long as it had them.

"Are you ok?" Dimitri said, catching me staring at him.

"Still feel sick." I answered truthfully. He walked over to me, pinning me between the wall and moved some hair out of my face.

I smiled at him; he hunched down and kissed me. "You still look beautiful."

I most defiantly didn't feel beautiful.

"Do we have to train?" I asked and smiled at him, trying to worm my way out.

He laughed and gripped my hand pulling me away from the wall. "Of course we do." He said, pulling me even closer to him. He rested his hand on the bottom of my back and his other hand clutched mine. "But not today." He whispered.

I couldn't help but smile as he began humming the tune to the song that was played in the casino that night. Suddenly all humour left me when I pictured her standing with Rhys.

"It wasn't your fault Rose. She made her decision. You had to do what was right." I rested my head on his chest.

"We could have changed her back."

He nodded. "But she didn't want to be a Dhampir, she wanted to be Strigoi."

Only because she thought Rhys was dead, I thought to myself. I hide the thought away.

We continued dancing to the imaginary song. My heart skipping every time he span me out or made a move that took me by surprise.

"One day Roza, I will marry you." I gasped and looked up at him. I was weird how he could change a conversation and make it sound normal.

"Is this a proposal?" I asked, gleaming.

He shook his head. "No, not quite yet. When I propose to you, it will be so much better than this." He smiled when my face dropped. This as a proposal was perfect. This was all I wanted. The fact of knowing that his future will be mine. He brought his hand to my chin and lifted my head up to look at him. "It's a promise. I promise that one day your last name will be Belikov."

I grinned and pulled him down to kiss me. His mouth reacting like it normally did. But somehow it felt different.

We felt different.

The fact of knowing that one day he will be mine, and I will be all his made everything else fall away. We already belonged to each other. But his promise made the thought even more believable.

He was my future.

The End.

-And that its is guys. THE END!
Thank you to everyone who followed their story. I might continue their story one day, but for now, this the end. I know, sad isn't it! Leave a review please. Let me know what you thought :) Thanks!

Also, if any of you like The Hunger Games, i am writing one now, its called Katniss and Peeta, life after. Please have a read, i'm sure you will enjoy it if you enjoyed Rose and Dimitri... Thanks again! Shunice xx

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