The words are whispered but they sound as though they were screamed. The words hit her as though she were struck; he is asking her to choose. Two choose between the only two men that she has ever loved, to choose which one shall live and which one shall die. He wants her to choose between the one who is her heart and the one who is her life, between the one that everyone thinks she should love because he is the obvious choice the safe choice. And the one that everyone hates the dangerous one, but no matter how dangerous he is she knows he will never hurt her. He is waiting for her answer hands poised at them both to make that final blow the moment the answer leaves her lips. Her heart feels as if it was torn, and it aches to be put out of its misery. She doesn't know how to choose, to send one to their death knowingly, and for them to have the last words they hear is her choosing their brother. He has given her five minutes to decide, and she can't understand how he expects her to make such an important decision in such little time. If she doesn't choose though he will kill them both and slaughter the entire town, before finally putting her out of her misery. As she looks between the two of them she can't understand how they got to this point, how she got to this point, where she was in love with two men brothers for that matter. She closes her eyes deciding that she can't look at them while trying to make the decision she knows she must, she decides she should imagine what life would be like without each of them and see who she couldn't live without. Suddenly all she can see is his eyes, the chilling blue that see into your soul, his crooked smirk that she has seen more times than she can remember, and that look that he gives her that she knows he has never given another person in the world. She has her decision and as the clock ticks down to the last seconds, she opens her eyes and whispers one word that has sealed their fates, "Damon"