FOREVER

Tell Me

Tell Me

The flight to Norilsk was relatively short compared to the flight to Russia. It wasn't surprising. I slept the entire way, which apparently was a good idea because by the time we landed it was early morning. That meant I wouldn't have to worry about adjusting to the time change. Rosalie made no real attempt to speak to me as we de-boarded once more in the tiny Norilsk airport. Customs wasn't necessary this time and Rosalie carried the carryon bag of mine as I shivered in my clothes. The wind was blowing terribly and the morning had a strange orange glow, like a jack-o-lantern candle against a porch. It looked strangely against the ice covered walkway and I stayed close to my guardian. The wind dried out my face almost instantly and I felt like it was cracking. So I kept my head down, focusing on my feet that were struggling in the ice. I lost my footing twice in four steps and she sighed heavily, extending her arm to me. I gripped it happily and stuck close to her. She didn't seem to mind and for that I was grateful. With her help I only stumbled once more. It didn't even throw the vampire off balance but as I looked up at her, thoroughly embarrassed, I could have sworn that she was smiling just a bit. However, in the dim light I couldn't be too sure.

On the way off the runway, I noticed that we had gotten in some kind of line. We were in a line, outside...in Siberia. This place was nuts. I shivered as we waited but the line moved rather quickly as there were few people on the flight. When we neared the end of the line I noticed two Russian officials with flashlights. Their coats were big and black and heavy and I found that I was immensely jealous of them. However the closer I got the more I noticed just how red their cheeks were in the light. Perhaps they were just as miserable as I was. In that case, it was perfectly okay with me for them to be in a sour mood. Lord knew that I was. They were looking at everyone's papers, be it passports or licenses or something. The gaurds looked to be annoyed at everyone, but polite, as far as it went. The flashlights were turned on my face and I winced. Apparently, we were next. Rosalie handed an official her papers and what happened next was a series of long Russian words by him.

He sounded like he was angry but Rosalie appeared unfazed. She waited until he had finished ranting to her before she pulled out another piece of paper and showed it to him, explaining something. She sounded just as angry but appeared to be making a good point. The other official looked at the papers and they looked back and forth at each other, seemingly unsure of what to do. Rosalie huffed loudly to show her anger and pointed to me. Lights were shined on me again and she pushed them out of my face, growing angrier. One of them looked at me and asked me something in Russian. I looked to Rosalie in a panic but she was quick to answer me. "Your passport." I nodded to her, pulling it out of my pocket and handing it to the guard. He took it brusquely from me and shined the light on my eyes again. I could have sworn that I heard Rosalie growl but before I could dwell on it she slammed the officer's hand down again, taking the light from my eyes. He appeared to glare at her, but it was obvious who won that battle for he merely mumbled something and shined the light on my passport again. While he was looking, Rosalie stared straight ahead at the city. I looked to the guard that didn't have my passport and noticed that his eyes were roving over Rosalie's figure. It made me angry and I coughed loudly, bringing Rosalie's eyes down on me. However when she did I paid her no mind and instead looked to the guard. He glared at me but then turned his eyes to his partner. He flipped through my passport a time or two, then handed it back to me before turning to talk with his partner.

When they still looked confused, she looked disappointedly at them and reached into her pocket, pulling out two one hundred dollar bills. The held the money in their hands as if it was something they'd never had before. It was hard to look at. However, they soon smiled at her and stepped out of the way. She thanked them coldly and soon enough I was being pulled away from the guards, watching as they studied Rosalie's backside. Jerks. It made me angry, but she didn't seem aware of it, so there was no point in pushing it.