He smiled at her as she cupped his cheek, without meaning to, he leaned into her touch. Cherished it. He opened his eyes and looked at her.

"How?" He asked softly.

She chuckled, "Simple. I just do. True love isn't easy to find, but I think I found it. Now, sit me up, you idiot."

Dimitri laughed a little as he sat her up further, he was shocked as she grabbed his face and kissed him. She was weaker, he could tell, but her love for him wasn't. Through that one kiss he could tell she loved him more than anything. Tears ran down both their cheeks as they pressed their heads together.

"Please...don't ever do this to me again...please." She cried.

Dimitri hugged her, he buried his face in her neck. "I won't. I promise."

She started to sob loudly into his chest, he continued holding onto her as she clung onto his shirt.

"I love you." She mumbled.

He closed his eyes and allowed his tears to escape again. "I'm so sorry." He whispered.

Rosalie calmed down after a few minutes and sighed, she suddenly frowned as she slowly rubbed him. She pulled away and studied him.

"What?" He asked. "What did I do?"

"You lost weight. I can feel your ribs and your face is thinner. You're also paler." She observed.

He frowned, "So have you..."

"But I can't feel my ribs! What the...when did you last eat?"

He opened his mouth to answer, but then closed it. "I don't know."

"Were you exercising while not eating?"

No answer.

She released a breath, "We need to eat and you're not allowed to exercise until you gain your weight back."

He nodded quietly, smiling at her. She scowled at him and folded her arms across her chest.

"Why are you staring at me like that?" She asked.

He chuckled and stroked her cheek, "Because I can't stop. I love you. I love you so much."

She sighed and smiled back at him, "Next time, we talk things out."

"Speaking of which...what uh...what had happened?" Dimitri asked.

"Darien was told to split us up, Eli's doing of course. You would have known if I was allowed to explain."

Dimitri looked down and played with his hands. "I'm sorry."

She shook her head, "You know what? It's in the past, we need to move on from this. No more fighting."

He smiled sadly and hugged her again, "No more." He murmured.

He suddenly picked her up and walked her to the bathroom. She frowned as he sat her on the toilet and started up the bath.

"I smell bad, don't I?" She asked.

He chuckled, "Believe it or not, you still smell like vanilla to me. But I know you and you're going to want a shower-

She blushed and looked down.

-and you're too weak to do that." He smiled.

She looked back up, she watched as his movements were slower than usual. She didn't say anything though, she already knew the reason and he was a very stubborn guy. But she was still concerned.

Once the water was warm enough he helped her undress and carefully laid her in the tub. She laid her head against the edge as Dimitri got to work cleaning her hair.

Once she was done he helped her dry off and get dressed. He then laid her on her bed and walked out. He returned a few minutes later with soup and sat down.

"It'll help you feel better." He explained.

She frowned, "What about you?"

"I'll eat later."

"Dimitri..."

"I'm not hungry."

She sighed in defeat and started to eat the food. Once she was full he put it back downstairs and ran back up to see her climbing out of bed. He rushed over to her side, but she put her hand up.

"I'm fine. Can we go home now?" She asked.

He grinned, "Of course."