And Who is Gonna Save You When I’m Gone? | Vlara

“…Are you alright?”

The last thing he’d remembered before it began, was grabbing the knife the last assailant had dropped and seeing the image of his shooter, a face he recognized immediately. The face of Angelo Morello.

Now he was on the ground, staring up at the sky. 

The bullets had ripped through his chest, the first catching his stomach, the second his lung, the third his leg, the forth his shoulder, the fifth his chest once more. 

Stumbling forward he tried hard to breathe, before the inevitable happened. Dropping to the ground, all the assassin could do was grasp for air and stare up at the sky, desperately fumbling his words together, knowing as he fought, he didn’t have long left. He’d known from the third shot, staring into the Morello’s eyes - he was not going to survive. Not again. Not this time. 

A sick feeling rose in from the pit of Clara’s stomach to her throat as she watched him stumble after being punctured and penetrated with the 5 precise bullets, her lips parting to allow a sharp scream to slip out as she watched Vladimir fall down to the concrete that rested gently beneath her stilettos. As she knelt down beside him, her eyes scanned nervously from his face to where she’d seen the three consecutive entry wounds go, her heart racing within its cavity as tears slowly welled up within her brown orbs. They were deep but not deep enough to be exit holes, that was for sure and by the looks of it, he’d already lost a bit of blood but it didn’t look like it was enough to put an end to the kicker of a heart the Russian had inside of him. Her hand pressed lightly to one of them as it became covered with the thickness of the glossy crimson coloured texture as a tear rolled down her cheek silently and slowly. She couldn’t seem to speak, even if she wanted to, she was just trying to make all of the blood disappear and go away, it was impossible to accomplish but she was still giving it a shot. Slowly, her spare hand reached to her handbag as she shakily dialled 911, her eyes moving to Vlad’s as she slowly found some words to speak out to the Russian.

“Don’t move, okay? I’m going to call for help.”

“Help me up.” Vlad managed to utter. Attempting to lift his body with his arms pressed flat against the sidewalk.

She gave him one of her stern and serious looks as she pressed the phone to her ear and spoke to the women on the other end, explaining the situation in a hurried voice as her eyes lingered on the man laid out beside her.

Vlad began to laugh through laboured breaths. He was dying, of that he knew, but he wasn’t going to go lying down. The stern and serious look on her face had made him laugh. He didn’t know why. But it was so… them. Her bossing him around. He’d do anything for her, he’d do anything except the one thing she wanted and that was not to die. So he stopped struggling to stand, and did what she had told him to do. 

But Vlad being Vlad, he cheated. Grabbing her phone and letting it fall he managed to take hold of her face with his hands. Pulling her close, he whispered:

“It’s no use. There’s no use. Forget it.” 

Her head lowered and pressed against his as he told her there was no use, her heart sinking in her chest as she whimpered and let helpless, hot tears fall down her cheeks as her hands pressed to him. She couldn’t lose him, he couldn’t leave her. Who was going to protect her if not Vlad? He’d promise to always protect her but now he’d lost himself protecting her. There was almost a stabbing pain in her chest as she sobbed harder, her body trembling as she held him close.

“Please don’t die on me, Vlad. I need you. Please, please don’t go.”

Her voice, hoarse and breaking, begging him not to leave. 

Vlad was using every bit of his strength to stay awake, to stay conscious, to stay with her as long as he could.

Slowly moving her hair away from her face, he pulled her a few inches closer, taking her lips, he kissed her deeply.

“I love you, Clara Moretti. If you love me you’ll let me go.”

He longed to tell her a thousand things, a thousand things not being enough to make her understand the ways in which he loved her. How much she had his heart. There was never enough time, he knew. 

His thoughts rushed to his loved ones: Vanya, Max, Lara, Vik. His little girl, his Lilly Mae. He’d miss it all. A tear formed, one he could not hold back. 

The Dmitriev’s were a strong breed, and all of his loved ones would survive this, he knew. Even that little girl. He was okay with death, he had made his peace with it. It had not been that long ago that Alek had prepared him. If it was selfish to revel in the release of death he was going to allow himself that pleasure.

It wouldn’t hurt anymore. He couldn’t hurt anyone anymore. 

Clara then lost all control of her emotions and her thoughts, letting them spiral out of control as she watched and witnessed the man she loved slowly pass away right before her eyes.

And as he let himself go, he only hoped, that she’d remember that one night. The night he’d shown her everything he could not say. The night she’d told him she’d forgotten. 

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Topiary designs are so hard to choose between.

ellie-oreilly: 

Uh huh. I think you’ve just been adorable.

Nice to see you too, you old charmer. How are you doing?

You’re definitely mistaken. Feeling real good, actually. Yourself? Looking forward to Saturday? 

(Source: vlad-dmitriev)

Max || Private

maximdmitriev:

Don’t be camera shy, Vladdy boy. Quit taking this so seriously, just go for it, start with happy birthday or whatever. 

Drinks? What are you best buds or something? You’ll be going to each other’s houses for movie nights next. I don’t see why he hasn’t come over to our friendly neighborhood and asked already. Maybe I’m the scary brother..

Yeah, we really did. You should go see the others, at home, they’re all so big now.

Well if I’m going to do something, I’m going to do it right. But alright. Yeah. 

Don’t be so bitter about it, brother. Jealousy doesn’t suit you. Well you are pretty scary, Max. Especially in the morning before you’ve had your pop tart. Can’t blame the man for not taking a little trot into Brenton, considering what happened the last time he was here. 

You’re right. I’ll do that. Spoke to Natalya yesterday, actually. She wants you to call her, now, I don’t want to assume but I think you’re in trouble. She sounded pissed. 

(Source: vlad-dmitriev)

Max || Private

maximdmitriev:

Alright Mr. Keen. Okay, I’m recording.. now.

Good for you. I’ve accepted their relationship, but I don’t approve of it, nor do I trust or respect him, simply because he hasn’t given me a reason to, but that doesn’t mean I’m going to go out of my way to break them up. I do trust your judgement, brother. I have yet to see for myself. He did? Well, you’re not the only brother here in Launceston. 

Thanks.

Wait, get it out of my face. I’m not ready, what am I supposed to say? Give me a minute. 

You’ll see it for yourself. We’re going for drinks soon. Come along, yeah? He’s met you the sum total of once, when you were helping me beat the living shit out of him. But there’s plenty of time for him to ask. 

We did a good job with her, didn’t we?

(Source: vlad-dmitriev)

Max || Private

maximdmitriev:

That’s hilarious. You know what we should do? Record one of those videos for when she’s 18, like all of us saying something, I don’t know, I watched it on Friends.. Yeah, I know, it’s been years since I’ve seen her like this but, I still don’t trust that kid. I got told that she’s been mingling with all his Italian buddies. I’ve got an uneasy feeling about all of this. 

Yep. Well, yeah..

That’s a good idea. Let’s do that right now, come on. Let me just get the camera out… 
I trust in the fact that he will do what it takes to keep her safe. I do. And I don’t trust people. But you know what, we can make a fuss, scream, forbid her - she’ll do it anyway. Or we can accept, approve, and move forward, be a part of their lives and actually be in the loop. We can protect her better that way. Besides, he’s a nice guy. I don’t have a fear of him raising a hand to her either, even though she could kick just about any guys ass but still. He… he asked me for my permission to date her. And I gave it to him. 

You too. 

(Source: vlad-dmitriev)

Max || Private

maximdmitriev:

Already? My God, she’s gonna be doing press ups by the time she’s a year old. If I’m not there for when she starts walking, record it for me? I’m pretty sure Vanya was the one to start walking the quickest out of all of us. That girl is just..

Oh, and Vlad, as long as you were around, you always got the job done. Whatever it was.

She’s a Dmitrieva, it’s expected. Sure will. I got one of those video cameras a couple weeks back, started recording all the funny stuff she does. When she’s a moody teenager we can show her how easy to please she used to be. Yeah, she was. She hasn’t slowed down since. You know… that Italian. He makes her happy. 

Well, thanks. 

(Source: vlad-dmitriev)

Antonio | Private |

antonio-ancelotti:

Thank you that means a lot to me, Vladimir.

You are amazing brother to Ivanna. You make her happy. 

As it does to me that you still asked, so thank you for that. Let’s work together to make her the happiest girl alive, hm? I think we can do that. We can start by getting her other brother to approve. He’s a good guy, Max. He’s suffered due to my actions, he helped raise her, and he loves her as I do. He’ll come around. 

(Source: vlad-dmitriev)

@Lara, Vlad

viktor—petrovsky:

6:00 Pm it is! I will head out from my office a bit earlier. 

I won’t tell a soul. I promise you, Eva-Joey scenario won’t happen. No one’s spilling anyone’s blood. You’re like a brother to me, too, a brother I’ve never head. And honestly, I’m so happy you live at my place.

Fantastic. See you both, and Lara, at 6.00 pm, then. Thanks, man. Yeah, me too actually. I always preferred to be alone, but I enjoy living with you. I wouldn’t still be here if I didn’t. You know, I thought I’d killed you a few weeks ago. I was put on a job after my recovery, and the man I killed was wearing a the same jacket as you have.

Antonio | Private |

antonio-ancelotti:

The people you love the most, you will do everything to protect him. Die for them, why not? She is person i want spend my days with. Every moment, minute and second in my life. In Italy, showing your respect to father or oldest brother if father isn’t around,  is asking to permission to date his daughter. We started on very bad way, but i want to ask permission to date your sister Ivanna Dmitriev.

Then you have my permission to date my sister, Antonio. I’ll do everything in my power to see that you are both are protected.

(Source: vlad-dmitriev)

Sofia.

sofia-kurylenko:

Thank you, Vlad, that means so much to me. After everything that happened with Avery, I… well, I very much enjoy having you around, to talk to, or to teach me all this. You’re not just an assassin, Vlad… with everything that you’ve done for all of us… you’re part of our family. And even if everyone else doesn’t see it that way… I do.

Ivanna? Oh, she’s such a darling… we spent time together not too long ago. I’d like it if she came as well… although I’m not offering to switch teachers. You can’t get rid of me quite that easily… I’m a pesky Kurylenko.

Oh my goodness, she sounds like a darling. I’d love to meet her sometime, as I’m sure Aaron would as well (he keeps talking about kids lately… I have to find something to pacify him with). You’re more then welcome to bring her over… we’ll even babysit for you, if you’d like.

I appreciate that, Sofia. Happy to be around, and I’m glad that situation got resolved. Your cousin did a fine job of handling that, or so I hear. 

She is and I can very well see why you two would get along well. Alright well good to know because I’m not letting you get away that easily, even if you’re sick of me and I work you too hard. She really is, even when she pulls my hair. She loves Mickey Mouse, he’s her favourite at the moment. She’s obsessed with the hot dog song, it makes her laugh. I’ll bring her over tomorrow if you like? It’s my day with her. Kids? I can almost hear the sound of vases breaking. Thank you, I’ll keep that in mind. 

(Source: vlad-dmitriev)

@Lara, Vlad

viktor—petrovsky:

Of course. Maybe this evening…

With Ancelotti? Seriously? Oh, fuck… Damn. But yeah, it’s a risk worth taking. I’ve never fought for anything ever, everything came easily for me. But first time in my life, I’m not thinking only about myself, Vlad. I will help you… I promise. You know that I’m above that mob philosophy. I have friends in almost every mob. 

That’d be nice. I’ll be back around 6.00 pm. We have to meet this woman who makes Mother Viktoria smile. Yes, and Vorshevsky and Mancini can never find out. If they think betrayal comes along with their relationship there’ll be blood and I’ll die before I see my sister’s spilt. They will have to kill me. Same with your situation. Thank you for that, Vik. I appreciate it. You’re like a brother to me, I have your back. 

Sofia.

sofia-kurylenko:

It was quite… different, I’ll tell you that much. Don’t feel bad that you didn’t come, it’s completely understandable. I was quite overwhelmed with everything… You have nothing to apologize for Vlad, honestly. And I’m fine now, so it all is irrelevant, as far as I’m concerned.

You have this all planned out, don’t you? I was refreshing my memory with Aaron before the accident, after my uncle told me about your arrangement… I’ll be sure to practice a bit more now. I wouldn’t want to be a second-rate Vladimir-prodigy, that would be completely unacceptable.

Thank you, Vlad, it’s lovely to see you feeling well, yourself. How’s the baby?

I can’t even imagine what you went through. Hm, the last thing I wanted to do was add to that. But do know, if you should ever need anything, I’m here. You can always come to me. I’m just an assassin, but helping you and your family out in any way possible, is what I’m here for. 

Oh yes. It’s all planned out. Quite meticulously, in fact. There’s not chance of that happening, none whatsoever. This is in your blood. Come to think of it, my sister could very well help, too. I trained her. She’d have some valuable comments on what you’ll go through, I suppose. Perhaps you should talk to her about it all.  

She’s great. Won’t be long before she’s walking, she manages to support herself upright now. She’s quite the crawler and sometimes it’s hard to catch up with her. When she’s walking, well, that’ll be quite the challenge! 

(Source: vlad-dmitriev)

Antonio | Private |

antonio-ancelotti:

You don’t thank me or apologize for what you did, because i understand it. Protective the people you love, you will do radical things. I never felt in love like this before, you want to die for this person and when you see her, you only want to hold her never let her go. [Antonio sighed and looked up] I talked with my father once about love, he said: Colui che non è impaziente non è innamorato. He who is not impatient is not in love. You need to have patient for it, i waited and found her. She has my whole heart. I would die for her. It’s what i am feeling. Her happiness is my happiness.

Max and I did what we did, and you’re still around. You’re even understanding about what happened. I believe what you say, and despite it being very dangerous, I am satisfied you’ll protect her. You make her happy. I’m happy, for the both of you.

You’re a good man, Antonio. I know you’ll look after her. 

(Source: vlad-dmitriev)

Sofia.

sofia-kurylenko:

Vladimir… what a pleasant surprise. I haven’t seen you in far too long.

I… yes, I do, I’m so sorry that my accident infringed upon my training, or… whatever it is that my uncle requested we do. Did he give you any details?

I’m quite sorry again, but yes… I do feel much better.

Stop right there. You’re sorry? Don’t be. It was an accident, and it really, really doesn’t matter that it put your training back. The most important thing is, you’re alright. You gave everyone a scare, there. People were worried, myself included. I would have visited, but it was a time for you to spend with your family. I didn’t want to add to your confusion - it must have been quite traumatic to not remember the people who were saying they knew you. I imagine it would have made you feel quite bad. So I settled for asking your aunt about you. But perhaps I should have stopped by, I don’t know. I apologise if I should have. 

Yes, we are to continue with self defence and basic gun training. Then hand to hand combat and weaponry. We’ll get to use those knives of yours, that should be fun. I’ll also teach you the basics of tracking and camouflage. The aim is to heighten your ability to defend yourself - but you’ll be taught how to inflict damage, and a great deal of it. How far we go with that aspect of the training is your decision. 

It’s real nice to see you feeling better, Sofia. 

(Source: vlad-dmitriev)

Antonio | Private |

antonio-ancelotti:

I’m ok, i think. Vita è la Vita. life is life, good and bad things happen. and you?

That’s a nice way of putting it. I’m good. I wanted to thank you for agreeing to go out for drinks me sometime. After what happened, it would have been perfectly understandable if you never wanted to see me ever again let alone do so willingly. I can see that you do love her, for agreeing to it. 

(Source: vlad-dmitriev)