This is the first fanfic I have written in years but I couldn't get the story out of my head so I had to write it down. I hope you all enjoy it. Please review. Currently I am working on Chapter 2 and it should update soon. Thank you.

Disclaimer: I do not own The Vampire Diaries. I wish though.

~The Darkest Desire~

Chapter 1

Suddenly arms were pulling her out of a car. She was at the bottom of the river; it felt as if history was repeating itself. Elena could feel herself drifting off to that place of unconsiness, the black void, just before death. Hands on her, strong arms, pulling her out? This wasn't right… What happened? Where was Matt? He was supposed to be the one who got saved. That is how the story was supposed to end.

*GASP* Elena Gilbert felt the oxygen pushing into her lungs as her eyes flew open. Her first thought was "Where the hell was she?" As she looked around at her surroundings her question was answered by the realization she was in the hospital. As she sat there looking around she was trying to remember what happened, but all she could think about was how much her body hurt. Her veins felt like they were on fire and she had the world's most massive headache. Then Elena started to remember the previous night's events, or what she had thought to be the previous night. At that moment she was entirely sure how long she had been unconscious.

She remembered being in the truck with Matt. Jeremy and he had decided to get her out of town behind Stefan and Damon's backs. That's when the call came in that Klaus was dead. She had an hour to say goodbye to both the men in her life that she loved. The catch was she only had time to see one of them. How could she choose? Honestly Elena had never thought she would really have to. No wonder Katherine had risked it all for the Salvatore Brothers. Stefan was soft, sweet and safe. Whereas Damon was hard, wild and unpredictable. Put them together and a girl had everything she could ever want and more. She was supposed to love Stefan though. She couldn't even admit her love for Damon to herself let alone out loud. Damn! Why did choosing have to be so hard?

So she called Damon to tell him that she choose Stefan. Being the hardest choice she had ever made she couldn't help replaying the scene in her head over and over like a movie. That night had definitely left its mark in her memory.

"Maybe if I had met you first…" would it really have made a difference? Elena knew she was breaking Damon's heart as she said these things but she had to keep telling herself that she loved Stefan, that she was making the right choice.

"…If only I had met you first…" Suddenly she was standing in the road, on the phone with her mom. Matt wasn't what she wanted anymore. Elena wanted more, no, needed more in her life. Then Damon was there in front of her. Damon? She watched as though she was a spectator on the side lines but she knew deep down she had lived this. "A love that consumes you…" Yes, that was what she wanted, what her soul craved. Suddenly there was a loud crash outside her door. Following the crash was a lot of screaming. As she was listening she was able to make out Damon's voice the clearest. He was laying into Stefan.

"HOW?! How could you choose him over HER? It should always be her!" She could smell Stefan and the fear he had of his brother in that moment. Momentarily distracted, she was a slave to her own thoughts yet again. Smell? How could she smell it?

"I never wanted this for her Stefan. I would have died for her. Why did you save me instead?" Matt's voice broke through this time. So Stefan ended up being able to save both of them in the end? Somehow it didn't seem right. This was just to weird.

"Please! Everyone just shut up for a minute!" Before Elena could even realize what she was doing she was at the door to her room throwing it wide open, almost knocking it off it's hinges. They needed to be quiet, her headache was getting worse by the second. "Please, my head. You're screaming is making it worse. It hurts so bad." Elena pleaded with them then.

Everyone turned to her immediately. Elena quickly took in her surroundings, her eyes darting from friend to friend. Bonnie, Caroline, Meredith, Matt, Stefan, Damon and even Tyler? Weird was obviously an understatement. They were all standing in a circle, the argument still fresh on there faces but also something else as they stared at her. She couldn't understand the arguing though. Obviously she was ok, right? Jeremy was there too. He was off from the group though just sitting in a chair. His eyes were swollen red with tears and he couldn't even look up at the sound of Elena's voice, he looked away.

That's the moment Elena started to panic. What was wrong? Everyone was acting like someone had died. Then she smelt IT. Sweet, tangy, rich, coppery? Blood? Was she smelling BLOOD? Even though she was nauseated by the thought her gums ached in response. She was on her knees , her hands on her face.

"OW!" she screamed in pain, the brother both instantly at her side.

"Elena! Elena!" Stefan was saying. He was then rubbing her head like a child as he spoke. "It's ok, everything is going to be okay, I promise. I'll make everything okay."

As she turned her head she caught a glimpse of Damon. In his eyes she saw the truth. His eyes were sad and guarded; also he wasn't saying anything. It was very un-Damon like. Everything fell into place, the accident. Not only that the misplaced memories and the heightened senses.

"I died…." She whispered. Everyone was silent, like they were holding their breaths. "I'm in… " she continued but she couldn't bring herself to say it.

"Transition." The one word from Damon's mouth scared her. She knew she was screwed.