Vampire Academy #1

EIGHTEEN

I WOKE UP STARING AT the boring white ceiling of the clinic. A filtered light – soothing to Moroi patients – shone down on me. I felt strange, kind of disoriented, but I didn’t hurt.

“Rose.”

The voice was like silk on my skin. Gentle. Rich. Turning my head, I met Dimitri’s dark eyes. He sat in a chair beside the bed I lay on, his shoulder-length brown hair hanging forward and framing his face.

“Hey,” I said, my voice coming out as a croak.

“How do you feel?”

“Weird. Kind of groggy.”

“Dr. Olendzki gave you something for the pain – you seemed pretty bad when we brought you in.”

“I don’t remember that…How long have I been out?”

“A few hours.”

“Must have been strong. Must still be strong.” Some of the details came back. The bench. My ankle getting caught. I couldn’t remember much after that. Feeling hot and cold and then hot again. Tentatively, I tried moving the toes on my healthy foot. “I don’t hurt at all.”

He shook his head. “No. Because you weren’t seriously injured.”

The sound of my ankle cracking came back to me. “Are you sure? I remember…the way it bent. No. Something must be broken.” I manage to sit up, so I could look at my ankle.

“Or at least sprained.”

He moved forward to stop me. “Be careful. Your ankle might be fine, but you’re probably still a little out of it.”

I carefully shifted to the edge of the bed and looked down. My jeans were rolled up. The ankle looked a little red, but I had no bruises or serious marks.

“God, I got lucky. If I’d hurt it, it would have put me out of practice for a while.”

Smiling, he returned to his chair. “I know. You kept telling me that while I was carrying you. You were very upset.”

“You…you carried me here?”

“After we broke the bench apart and freed your foot.”

Man. I’d missed out on a lot. The only thing better than imagining Dimitri carrying me in his arms was imagining him shirtless while carrying me in his arms.

Then the reality of the situation hit me.

“I was taken down by a bench,” I groaned.

“What?”

“I survived the whole day guarding Lissa, and you guys said I did a good job. Then, I get back here and meet my downfall in the form of a bench.” Ugh. “Do you know how embarrassing it is? And all those guys saw, too.”

“It wasn’t your fault,” he said. “No one knew the bench was rotted. It looked fine.”

“Still. I should have just stuck to the sidewalk like a normal person. The other novices are going to give me shit when I get back.”

His lips held back a smile. “Maybe presents will cheer you up.”

I sat up straighter. “Presents?”

The smile escaped, and he handed me a small box with a piece of paper.

“This is from Prince Victor.”

Surprised that Victor would have given me anything, I read the note. It was just a few lines, hastily scrawled in pen.

Rose –

I’m very happy to see you didn’t suffer any serious injuries from your fall. Truly, it is a miracle. You lead a charmed life, and Vasilisa is lucky to have you.

“That’s nice of him,” I said, opening the box. Then I saw what was inside. “Whoa. Very nice.”

It was the rose necklace, the one Lissa had wanted to get me but couldn’t afford. I held it up, looping its chain over my hand so the glittering, diamond-covered rose hung free.

“This is pretty extreme for a get-well present,” I noted, recalling the price.

“He actually bought it in honor of you doing so well on your first day as an official guardian. He saw you and Lissa looking at it.”

“Wow.” It was all I could say. “I don’t think I did that good of a job.”

“I do.”

Grinning, I placed the necklace back in the box and set it on a nearby table. “You did say ¡®presents,’ right? Like more than one?”

He laughed outright, and the sound wrapped around me like a caress. God, I loved the sound of his laugh. “This is from me.”

He handed me a small, plain bag. Puzzled and excited, I opened it up. Lip gloss, the kind I liked. I’d complained to him a number of times how I was running out, but I’d never thought he was paying attention.

“How’d you manage to buy this? I saw you the whole time at the mall.”

“Guardian secrets.”

“What’s this for? For my first day?”

“No,” he said simply. “Because I thought it would make you happy.”

Without even thinking about it, I leaned forward and hugged him. “Thank you.”

Judging from his stiff posture, I’d clearly caught him by surprise. And yeah…I’d actually caught myself by surprise, too. But he relaxed a few moments later, and when he reached around and rested his hands on my lower back, I thought I was going to die.

“I’m glad you’re better,” he said. His mouth sounded like it was almost in my hair, just above my ear. “When I saw you fall…”

“You thought, ¡®Wow, she’s a loser.’ “

“That’s not what I thought.”

He pulled back slightly, so he could see me better, but we didn’t say anything. His eyes were so dark and deep that I wanted to dive right in. Staring at them made me feel warm all over, like they had flames inside. Slowly, carefully, those long fingers of his reached out and traced the edge of my cheekbone, moving up the side of my face. At the first touch of his skin on mine, I shivered. He wound a lock of my hair around one finger, just like he had in the gym.

Swallowing, I dragged my eyes up from his lips. I’d been contemplating what it’d be like to kiss him. The thought both excited and scared me, which was stupid. I’d kissed a lot of guys and never thought much about it. No reason another one – even an older one – should be that big of a deal. Yet the thought of him closing the distance and bringing his lips to mine made the world start spinning.

A soft knock sounded at the door, and I hastily leaned back. Dr. Olendzki stuck her head in. “I thought I heard you talking. How do you feel?”

She walked over and made me lie back down. Touching and bending my ankle, she assessed it for damage and finally shook her head when finished.

“You’re lucky. With all the noise you made coming in here, I thought your foot had been amputated. Must have just been shock.” She stepped back. “I’d feel better if you sat out from your normal trainings tomorrow, but otherwise, you’re good to go.”

I breathed a sigh of relief. I didn’t remember my hysteria – and was actually kind of embarrassed that I’d thrown such a fit – but I had been right about the problems this would have caused me if I’d broken or sprained it. I couldn’t afford to lose any time here; I needed to take my trials and graduate in the spring.

Dr. Olendzki gave me the okay to go and then left the room. Dimitri walked over to another chair and brought me my shoes and coat. Looking at him, I felt a warm flush sweep me as I recalled what had happened before the doctor had entered.

He watched as I slipped one of the shoes on. “You have a guardian angel.”

“I don’t believe in angels,” I told him. “I believe in what I can do for myself.”

“Well then, you have an amazing body.” I glanced up at him with a questioning look. “For healing, I mean. I heard about the accident…”

He didn’t specify which accident it was, but it could be only one. Talking about it normally bothered me, but with him, I felt I could say anything.

“Everyone said I shouldn’t have survived,” I explained. “Because of where I sat and the way the car hit the tree. Lissa was really the only one in a secure spot. She and I walked away with only a few scratches.”

“And you don’t believe in angels or miracles.”

“Nope. I – “

Truly, it is a miracle. You lead a charmed life….

And just like that, a million thoughts came slamming into my head. Maybe…maybe I had a guardian angel after all…

Dimitri immediately noticed the shift in my feelings. “What’s wrong?”

Reaching out with my mind, I tried to expand the bond and shake off the lingering effects of the pain medication. Some more of Lissa’s feelings came through to me. Anxious. Upset.

“Where’s Lissa? Was she here?”

“I don’t know where she is. She wouldn’t leave your side while I brought you in. She stayed right next the bed, right up until the doctor came in. You calmed down when she sat next to you.”

I closed my eyes and felt like I might faint. I had calmed down when Lissa sat next to me because she’d taken the pain away. She’d healed me…

Just as she had the night of the accident.

It all made sense now. I shouldn’t have survived. Everyone had said so. Who knew what kind of injuries I’d actually suffered? Internal bleeding. Broken bones. It didn’t matter because Lissa had fixed it, just like she’d fixed everything else. That was why she’d been leaning over me when I woke up.

It was also probably why she’d passed out when they took her to the hospital. She’d been exhausted for days afterward. And that was when her depression had begun. It had seemed like a normal reaction after losing her family, but now I wondered if there was more to it, if healing me had played a role.

Opening my mind again, I reached out to her, needing to find her. If she’d healed me, there was no telling what shape she could be in now. Her moods and magic were linked, and this had been a pretty intense show of magic.

The drug was almost gone from my system, and like that, I snapped into her. It was almost easy now. A tidal wave of emotions hit me, worse than when her nightmares engulfed me. I’d never felt such intensity from her before.