A/N: I wasn't going to take a lot of time in writing this just because of all the responses that I got for "May Be Something More" So I hope you like this story. I don't know how long it's going to be, but I'm going to do my best. Enjoy the first chapter! Delana!

I don't own the Vampire Diaries or it's characters.

Elena's Point of View

I found myself getting sick all the time. I allowed myself not to be far away from a bathroom, so that meant no leaving the Salvatore house. That was Damon's rule though. I asked multiple times if I could just go home, but he didn't want me out of his sight. He was protective like that. Damon took me to a doctor to see what was wrong with me and all he said was that it was some kind of food poisoning. I believed it for a while until it never left my system. I was confined to Damon's bed with everything I needed surrounding me. Damon never left my side either. He was either curled up against me in bed or sitting beside me on the floor. I told him many times that he needed to go out and have a life, but he refused as usual. He needed to be with me if anything were to go wrong. Jenna came to visit, as well as Bonnie and Jeremy and Caroline. They were all so worried for me. I had seen many doctor's but still not one doctor could tell what was wrong with me. I didn't know if this illness was going to take my life or stay for a long time and then leave. I hoped it would just leave, but it seemed to be draining me of everything I had.

Bonnie was visiting me tonight.

"Bonnie isn't there some kind of spell that you can use to take this away from her?" Damon paced the room. The only thing he could ask for was for me to get better.

"I'm sorry Damon, there is nothing I can do, I don't think I spell would cure her," Damon slammed his fist up against the wall. I wanted to go to him and comfort him, wrap my arms around him and tell him that everything was going to be alright, but I wasn't certain of that myself.

"How are you feeling Elena?" Bonnie crouched in front of me and pushed some hair out of my face. I felt around the aching spot in my body trying to think how I really felt. Compared to most mornings, I was doing better now. It always hit me really hard in the morning and dwindled during the night. It was a cycle that was wearing me down. It wasn't hard to tell from the look on Damon's face. It was covered with worry.

"I'm feeling a little better I guess," It was hard to get up and walk around, I needed help. I was slowly dying each and every day. It was killing Damon to see me like this and not be able to do anything about it.

"Bonnie, could I talk to you in the hall for a moment?" Damon lightly tugged on her arm wanting to talk to her alone. Of course it was about me, I didn't let it bother me too much.

"Is there anything we can do for her? Anything at all?" Damon pleaded with his eyes.

"I wish there was something that we could do. Whatever this sickness is it's killing her Damon and I don't know how much longer she has," Bonnie was hurting as much as Damon was.

"What about my blood? What if I gave her some of my blood, don't you think that would heal her?" Bonnie shook her head back and forth slowly.

"No I don't think so, whatever it is would just take over the blood. I'm sorry Damon but there is nothing we can do for her," She patted his shoulder and left without saying goodbye to Elena. Tears fell from the vampire's eyes. He was going to lose the woman he had worked so hard to get. The one he loved so much. She was just going to slip through his fingers. He wasn't going to have that. There must be something that he could do.

Bonnie was gone and it was once again just me and Damon. I lightly touched his face with the tips of my fingers. He held onto them tightly. Tears were very visible. It pained me to see him cry.

"Please don't cry for me Damon, I'm going to be just fine and we are going to figure a way out of this, I promise you. I will not leave you," I breathed. Staying up this late was exhausting on my mind and body. I couldn't do it anymore, not like I used to. He held my hand tighter. "I love you Damon," my eyes fell shut and felt his lips upon my forehead.

"I love you Elena, and I promise you that I'm going to do everything that I can to keep you alive," His fingers slipped from mine. I couldn't stay awake any longer, but I knew in the morning I would see him again. I was strong. That was something both Damon and I knew.

Damon's point of View

I slipped out of the bedroom letting her get her rest and energy for tomorrow. There Elena was dying in my bed and I wasn't doing anything about it. I didn't understand why my blood wouldn't heal her, why no medication or anything would take this sickness away. I poured myself a glass of scotch downed it instantly. That was repeated multiple times. When I was angry or upset I covered it up with alcohol. That seemed to do the trick.

"You know Damon, drinking and you don't mix very well, I've seen you when you have way too much alcohol in your system and you seem to get a little out of control," I had her pinned to the wall in seconds before she could make another move.

"What the hell do you think you are doing here?" I wanted to snap her neck and throw her in the fire, but I didn't want to make too much noise because Elena was trying to sleep.

"I just wanted to check in with the murdering Salvatore brother, make sure he was still sane," I hated that she was smiling through al this. I wanted to slap it from her face.

"I'm fine thank you, now if you would kindly get out of my house," my grip around her throat loosened and within seconds she had me pinned against the wall now.

"It's too bad that Elena is sick. You know there is one way to save her, she doesn't have a lot of time left Damon before you know it she will be dead. Just like Stefan," Her face turned cold, dark and soulless.

"What have you done to Elena!" I tried to push her off me, but her strength was too much.

"Oh me personally, I've done nothing to her, but I may know a friend who happens to be a witch and may have happened to put a spell on her," If there was a spell put on Elena, then there might be something Bonnie could do to reverse that if I could just tell her about it and get this bitch off of me.

"And don't think that calling your own witch to get rid of the spell will do anything. There is only one thing for Elena," She leaned in closer, close enough that her lips were touching me ear. "And that is death. Just like Stefan," She pushed herself away from me and was gone in seconds. Katherine wanted revenge for Stefan's death and the only way she saw to getting that revenge was to take the love of my life away from me just like I had done her. She wasn't going to stop until her task was complete.

A/N: Short Chapter I know, but I just wanted to get this first one out to you all because I love you all so much :P I don't entirely know where I'm going with this story yet, but I have some pretty good ideas as what I want to happen. So stick around and I'll have the next chapter up in now time! Thanks again