This story takes place where the season 3 finale ended. Its DELENA for sure! Human Elena may choose Stefan but Vampire Elena will choose Damon. I'm sure of it :)
I haven't written a fanfic in a long time, but I was inspired and figured I'd give this one a try. I hope someone out there likes it. If you do please review!

"I helped her. She needed my help"

"You what?" Damon asked, the tinniest amount of hope flared up under all of his pain and confusion. His mind was spinning. Fear that Elena was dead filled him. But at Meredith's words he could feel the world slowing again.

Please let me have heard right. He thought.

Elena had chosen Stefan, but she was still his entire world. Maybe he could have lived without her at his side, but not without her alive.

She's alive, she's a vampire he repeated to himself, trying to get his fear under control. He may have promised Stefan he'd leave, but this changed everything. Elena would need him now, even just as a friend. He couldn't leave her.

Besides I have to make sure she doesn't do anything noble and Elena like and refuse to change. He thought. If there was one thing he was absolutely sure about after this night, it was that Elena Gilbert was not allowed to die.

Elena's mind seemed to become conscious before her body would respond. Everything had been dark. She had felt pressure like she'd never known and then suddenly she could breathe again. Her body responded to her thoughts, she could feel, hear and breathe. Her mind struggled to organize its self. Stefan and Damon were her first thought.

Are they okay? Had she seen Stefan? Her thoughts were a mess. Nothing made sense. She started with her last memory, she had been in the car with Matt.

Klaus is gone, and Tyler. When she thought of Tyler it started coming back to her. Matt, the bridge, and Stefan. Stefan saving Matt like she had wanted and then...

Elena sat up startled.

I drowned, I must have! But then how am I- She was gasping now as realization hit her. Her hands moved over her body as she gasped for breathe. Unconsciously thinking she would be able to feel some change.

"I'm so sorry" Stefan's voice caught her off guard. He was sitting near by, staring brokenly at her. She looked around taking in her surroundings for the first time. They were in a morgue, it was dark, cold and creepy.

"Matt" she cried out. Trying to get up, to look for him. She stumbled slightly and Stefan was at her side.

"He's okay, I got him out in time, gave him my blood. He'll be awake and recovered soon" Stefan tried to gently coax her back onto the table.

"I'm fine Stefan, really" she said, pushing his hands off and getting to her feet. She did feel fine, which just reassured her that everything was not okay.

"Elena I'm sorry" he whispered brokenly again.

"How did this happen?" She asked him, ignoring his comment. She could only focus on her own train of thought at the moment. "I didn't have any vampire blood"

"Elena"

Before Elena knew what had happened Damon had come in and she was swept into his arms. Yes, Elena had just rejected him less then two hours before but she had also died and death takes precedent.

Her arms wrapped around him automatically. She was scared about what was happening but also relieved Damon and Stefan hadn't died along with Klaus.

"I thought I lost you" he whispered.

"So did I" she whispered back. As Stefan started moving she pulled away. Damon felt a piercing pain go through his chest at her actions, but now was not the time to be thinking about the whole choosing Stefan thing.

Stefan seemed to be getting some of his composure back. His mind was running again. The morgue was not the most appropriate place for everyone to catch up. "We should head back to the house and meet up with everyone. I'll get Matt, you all right to walk?

Elena nodded. Her world was spinning but one thought had decided to stick out of her mind. One thought that changed everything about her life, about her self. One thought that made her stomach drop and her heart beat wildly.

I'm gonna be a vampire...or I'll die. she added as an after thought. Unfortunately that thought gave as little comfort as the previous.

Elena walked through the door to the boarding house. Stefan was assisting a still shaky Matt behind her, who was just beginning to gain back his strength.

"How's he doing?" She asked looking at Matt who was being placed groggily up on the couch.

"Better" Stefan replied.

"So what exactly happened?" Elena asked both to Damon and Stefan

Damon answered "I saw, Alaric he-" He didn't finish his sentence. Elena had died, there was no need to say it. They all knew what that meant. He switched topics.

"Meredith, she gave you some vampire blood when you were admitted, apparently you were in worse shape then she let on" He explained turning to Elena. His eyes searched her face, trying to figure out what she was thinking, feeling. Her face was a mask.

As Jeremy and Caroline arrived the entire story unfolded.

"No ones heard from Bonnie yet" Stefan asked. There was only silence as Jeremy slowly shook his head.

"She's fine" Damon responded. "Witch can take care of her self"

Everyone was silent, except Caroline who was crying endlessly into Elena's shoulder.

Damon paced around his room. There was only so much crying barbie he could take. He needed quiet in order to process the last few hours. Klaus was dead, they were alive, which meant Klaus had lied. Bonnie was unreachable, he wasn't sure what that meant yet and Elena was going to be a vampire. At least he assumed that was the plan.

"Hey." Her voice swept over him, and she flooded his senses like she always did when she was around.

"Elena." He whispered back brokenly. It was to hard to hide his hurt any longer. It had been such an exhausting week.

She stared at him sadly and tried to force a smile. She hated breaking his heart, she wished she didn't have to, but what other choice was there?

He dropped her gaze, defeated and sat on his bed. She followed him over and sat next to him.

"I'm sorry about earlier." She told him.

"Oh Elena, you just died and your still worrying about me? Your so selfless is sickening." he attempted to joke but his voice was to defeated to really pull off his usual cocky attitude. "You shouldn't be worried about me. Lets focus on you. How are you handling this? Going to be a vampire? It's a big change."

"I know." she answered shakily. "It's not sinking in completely. Everything just happened so fast."

"But your going too?" He couldn't hold back from asking her any longer. The question that was nagging at him. Would she turn? Hell what sort of question was that? He would make sure she turned. The real question was would she turn willingly or would he have to force her?

"I don't know Damon"

"Well you don't really have much time Elena, Sunrise is not that far away" He looked at her now. Deep into her eyes, trying to see the answer he wanted. "I can't live without you" he told her honestly.

"Damon"

"I know Elena, I know it's Stefan and I know it's your choice, but you have to do this. I can handle you being with my brother forever. I'll take that over you not being around at all, any day." She didn't respond so he kept trying. "Besides what's the big deal? Most of your closest friends are going to live forever. Come on Elena jump on the band wagon" She smiled this time.

"I'm glad your okay" She finally said. She got up and walked out. Damon's eyes followed her. That was one habit he doubted he would ever be able to break.

As the night went on, it became clear that Elena was having doubts about becoming a vampire. Not that this surprised anyone. Luckily it did not take long to convince her otherwise. Caroline cried that she couldn't lose her best friend, not after losing Tyler. Stefan promised to love her no matter what and Jeremy refused to be left alone in the world. While Damon, in his typical fashion just swore he would make her turn if she didn't decide to on her own.

Matt who had regained his strength, thanks to Stefan's blood offered his own blood to Elena to complete the change. "After all you died to save me, its the least I can do"

"You'll only need a taste" Stefan told her. "Enough to start the change, Matt will be fine"

Elena's mind was spinning, she was going to be a vampire. Was this really what they were deciding on? What she was deciding on? Once she did this, there was no going back.

Her friends would never let her die though, and deep down she was afraid too. She only had this one option left. So she was left alone with Stefan, Damon and Matt. The three men she had loved as a human.

"Okay" She took a deep breath and tried to swallow the lump she was feeling in her throat. She had agreed and now her fate was sealed. She took a deep breathe, tried to calm her nerves. This was it. Matt moved closer, taking a blade Damon handed him and cutting across his arm. The smell of blood hit Elena, and she felt something she'd never felt before.

A desire like no other. The smell of blood filled her senses, she could practically hear the blood pumping through Matts veins. As the smell surrounded her, her fears began to melt away. All her doubts and fears were replaced with a desire for something she'd never experienced. A desire for something dark, warm, pumping and tempting.

Matt brought his arm to her mouth and before Elena realized she was doing it her mouth leeched onto his arm and the warm blood was filling her mouth. Filling her senses and her body was buzzing with sensation.

Her thoughts flew widely as Matt's blood filled her, changed her. Memories flashed before her eyes, things she knew, things she didn't. It was confusing and exhilerating.

She looked around her, Stefan was standing close by, as she requested. Ready to pull her off if she started to take to much. His eyes were filled with sorrow and guilt. She could tell he felt as if he had failed her. His pain hurt to look at.

Her eyes drifted and met Damon's ice blue ones. Something burned in her when she caught his eyes. His look, so different from Stefan's. His eyes bore into hers, they wouldn't look away and desire was plain on his face. He had been around enough blood that Elena knew the look on his face wasn't caused by Matts blood but by her.

She continued to drink in the blood, but she couldn't take her eyes off Damon now.

Elena could feel her body changing, her senses changing, but that was all secondary to the feelings she was getting from looking at Damon. As her senses began to heighten so did the strange feeling she was experiencing at this moment.

Suddenly Matt was pulled from her grasp and Elena heard herself groan in protest. She bent forward, collapsing on her hands and knees. Breaking eye contact with Damon. Now the change was all she could focus on.

Elena's eyes darkened, and dark veins appeared around her eyes as her hunger grew. She could feel a sharp pressure in her mouth and knew she now had fangs to accompany her new look.

Her senses were alive, she could smell Matts blood, hear his heart beating. It was all around her and she longed to taste that sweet warm liquid again. Before she knew what was happening she had jumped up and moved with lightning speed towards Matt, but Damon was faster. She hit him hard as he stepped between them. He grabbed onto her body as she tried to push past him.

"Get him out of here" Damon called to Stefan and Stefan pulled Matt from the room. The smell of blood began to fade and Elena longed to follow the scent. She tried to escape from Damon's grip but he held her tightly. She began to fight him and he pressed her hard into a wall.

"Come on Elena, lets not do anything your going to regret for the next hundred years" He pressed his body hard against her own, pinning her between himself and the wall. "As much as it turns me on to see that look in your eyes. I don't feel like listening to you bitch about killing him for the rest of eternity"

His words and the slight tease in his voice caught her attention. It broke her focus on blood long enough for some of her reason to return. She stopped struggling and looked Damon in the eye.

"That's my girl" He told her. Holding her reassuringly. The blood and the look he had seen on her face was driving him mad. Now, with Elena's body held so tightly against his he couldn't help but give into the moment. He finally had what he had always wanted. Elena, alive forever. If only she was his forever and not Stefan's.

"Welcome to forever Elena" he whispered leaning into her ear. He felt a shiver run through her body.

Thats all for now, I'll write another chapter soon. Please review and let me know what you think