I wake up and I'm lying on a table in the hospital, the last thing I remember is going down in Matt's truck, but Stefan saved him first. What is going on? How am I here? Am I a….? I see Stefan by my side, and I feel more relaxed, but all these thoughts are going through my head and I don't know what's going on. I hear the familiar sound of Damon's luscious voice out in the hall, talking very fast and nervously to Meredith, and Jeremy, Damon is upset, very upset. I turn my head and look at Stefan's flawless face and I see his eyes are red and puffy. He's been crying. The thoughts buzzing through my head come to a complete stop as I hear Damon's bitter and tear-ridden argument with Meredith, and see the pain, loss, anxiousness, and regret in Stefan's eyes. I know exactly what's happened.