RPOV
"Roza," Dimitri swept me into his arms after he let himself into my room. "It's finally over. Con-graduation," he gushed against my lips. "I love you."
I smiled. "Finally," I sighed happily. "I love you too, Comrade."
He chuckled and looked lovingly into my eyes. "I suppose it's time to tell you I actually love hearing you call me that."
"I knew it!" I crowed. He shut me up with a kiss.
"Roza, you might wanna get packed. We leave in two hours- just us."
"Wh-what? Where?" The Moroi graduation wasn't until tomorrow and we were flying to Court the day after.
A secretive, cheeky smile appeared on Dimitri's face. "I'm whisking you away for a month and a half."
"Dimitri!" I squeaked. "What about Lissa's graduation? What about my graduate luncheon? Court? Assignments? Lissa's birthday?" I panicked. As much as I loved him, he was making me miss so much. "And what about Lissa in general? And do you even have enough leave?"
He had the audacity to chuckle. "Roza, settle. I've got it all under control. We've got no charges until the assignments come out. Yes, I have leave. Croft said if anyone other than Lissa wanted you they don't need to interview you."
"Hans! You talked to Hans! What on earth did you say without blowing our cover?"
Dimitri was loving my freakout all too much. His smile just grew. "Guardian secrets."
"Dimitri! I am a guardian. That excuse isn't going to work on me any longer."
Dimitri shook his head, still loving this way too much. "It doesn't matter this time, Roza. Trust me."

"You blew it, did you?" I asked knowingly, suddenly getting it. "You basically handed yourself in." I groaned and buried my head in his chest. "And he just let it go, why?"
Dimitri kissed my head. "You're eighteen and Kirova and Petrov denied knowing anything. But... Petrov actually does know, not everything, but enough."
"Of course she does," I groaned. "Of course she does. Nothing slips past Alberta."
Dimitri chuckled. "Let's get packing, huh? Petrov's making sure anything you don't take with us is kept with Lissa at Court."
"And what does Lissa know about this trip?" Nothing had come through the bond.
"Nothing, absolutely nothing."
I stared at him in shock before setting to work packing.
"You're only going to need summer clothes- and don't forget a swimsuit. And passport, we are leaving the country."
"What!" I squeaked. "Where on earth are you taking me! Literally." I demanded.
He shook his head. "Nope. You've gotten all the clues I'm giving you until we get there."
"Dimitri Belikov! Not fair!"

I really couldn't believe him. He was basically kidnapping me. Admittedly, I more than willingly wanted travel with him, just us hiding out for over a month. Reluctantly, I let my excitement dictate my mouth and shut up, lest I say something offensive to my partner.

A knock sounded on my door just as I zipped up my carry-on bag and Dimitri taped down the last box. I hurried to the sound and opened my door a crack- to find none-other than... "Alberta," I greeted with a smile and let her in.
"Rose, Belikov," she returned, completely un-phased at the sight of Dimitri in my room.
"Petrov," he nodded.
She laughed heartily, warmly. "So it's really happening, huh?" she enquired as Dimitri took my hand in his and gently pulled me to him, wrapping his arms around my waist. "You're really taking her on holiday?"
Dimitri nodded, not the easiest thing to do against his girlfriend's head. "Yeah, I am."
Alberta looked at us indulgently for a moment. "You two look so sweet together. I'm happy for you. Oh! And good luck dodging Hathaway Senior on your way out."
I laughed and Dimitri gulped. "Rose, sweetheart, don't laugh, your mother could thwart everything I've got planned for you."
"Is that beaches, bikinis and martinis in Mexico?" I asked, trying to do so with a raised brow.
With a straight face he said, "Don't you wish. I'm taking you somewhere much more culturally enriching."
"Dimitri! It's a holiday, not a school trip," I huffed.
"You've got to go, now," stiffly informed Alberta. "I'm driving you to the airport. From there, you're on your own." We nodded and I grabbed my bags, handing Alberta my dorm key as Dimitri rushed to his dorm to grab his.

"Do you know?" I asked Alberta when we reached the garages- without encountering problems. "Where he's taking me, do you know?"
"Yes, I do. But I can't tell you. You deserve to be surprised and treated."
I sighed, sagging against a Pilot in defeat, just as Dimitri entered and rushed over.
"Let's go. I had a near miss with your mother, Roza." He pecked my cheek before Alberta gestured for the two of us to take the backseat, bags on the floor in front of us. Each of us had two bags, one for the cabin and one for other luggage.
"Alberta? What about our stakes?" I asked, suddenly worried.
She looked to Dimitri meaningfully. "I think Belikov will be able to handle that, if he hasn't already."
"Yes, Petrov, it's sorted." I guess I just had to trust them, I mean wasn't I already trusting Dimitri with this trip full stop?