It's totally against my "rules" to try writing two fanfics at once. However, my muse had other ideas and would NOT leave me be until I got this down on paper. I'm in the midst of a Klaroline fic but couldn't keep this from coming out as well. Anyway, hope y'all enjoy!

Chapter 1

Elena sat back against her headboard and looked at her friend. Bonnie had gone from jokingly calling herself psychic to an experienced and confident witch in a few short years. And what Bonnie was spelling out currently was more overwhelming than almost anything that had happened to Elena in the time since she lost her parents.

"I've been doing research and talking to Grams. Don't look at me like that, Elena. I'm not crazy. Grams is able to contact me because of all the unrest that's currently between this world and the other side."

"So your Grams is saying that my choice is why I became a vampire?"

"When you chose Stefan and told Matt to turn back towards Mystic Falls, you put yourself in Rebekah's path. She waited on Wickery Bridge to cause your accident. To take from the Salvatores someone who meant as much to them as Klaus meant to her."

"My fate was to become a vampire?" Elena was having a hard time grasping that she was meant to be in this suspended state between life and death.

Bonnie shook her head. "I didn't say that. Your fate was determined by your choice. Are you that positive that Stefan is the one you belong with?"

Elena stared at her friend incredulously. "You, of all people, are suggesting I should have chosen Damon?"

Bonnie sighed and struggled to keep from rolling her eyes. She loved Elena but at times her friend left her feeling complete exasperated. "Elena! This isn't about what I think. Or anyone else. This is about YOU. This is about the choice you made and if you think it was the right one."

"It doesn't matter if it was the right one. It's done, Bonnie. I am what I am."

"That's what I'm trying to get to. There is one way to reverse what you are."

Elena sat up, fully at attention now. "How? Why didn't you say so before? How?"

"Ok, calm down. You have two choices. You can leave things as they are; live your path with Stefan as a vampire."

"Well yes I think I am aware of that choice Bonnie." Elena was trying hard not to scream. She had been searching for weeks for a way to undo what had been done that night. She didn't want to be a vampire. At least not this way. She didn't choose this and wasn't at all prepared for it.

"The other choice is to re-live that night. Grams and the other witches on the other side have given me their blessing to send you back. You can go back to that night and change your choice."

"Change my choice? Do you mean choose Damon over Stefan?"

Bonnie nodded. "Yes, that's what I mean."

"But why? Why would they want me to do that?"

"They see your struggles right now. They understand that you are fighting your nature and they believe it may be because it wasn't your fate to become a vampire. You can stand by your original choice and live out your existence as a vampire with Stefan. Or you can go back, choose Damon and live as a human, at least for the time being. No one knows for certain what the rest of your future would be if you had chosen Damon that night."

"But Stefan gave me hope for a future when I had given up. He made me feel safe to open up to someone after I lost my parents."

Bonnie smiled at her friend. "He helped you heal."

Elena nodded emphatically. "Exactly!"

"And Damon?"

Elena thought a moment before saying, "He snuck up on me." She smiled before continuing. "I never expected to like him let alone…"

"Love him?"

Elena looked down at her hands clasped in her lap. "Yeah. I love him too. But Stefan…"

Bonnie reached across the bed and grabbed Elena's hands, willing her friend to meet her eyes. "I understand why you fell in love with Stefan. Why did you fall for Damon?"

Elena sighed heavily. "I'm not sure when it happened. I guess it was gradual. When I first met him, he was a jerk. He would say the same thing." She laughed. "Actually I think the description he uses is 'an ass'. But every now and then I saw the real him behind that swagger, that façade. He's been hurt, first by Katherine and then by me. Over and over again I have hurt him. But he loves me anyway. He's unpredictable. He's spontaneous. He's dangerous. I love those things about him but they scare me too."

"Do you trust him?"

"With my life." Elena was firm and sure as she said those words.

"With your heart?"

"Yes," she whispered.

Bonnie took a deep breath and exhaled. "Ok, promise you won't get mad at me for what I'm going to ask next."

Elena frowned. "You know it doesn't sound good when you start it out that way."

"Promise me."

Elena dreaded hearing what Bonnie had to say but knew she had to hear it. "I promise."

"Did you choose Stefan because he's safe and predictable? Maybe because you feel like you owe him your love because of what he did for you?"

"I love Stefan."

Bonnie smiled gently. "That wasn't the question."

Elena couldn't help but smile back as her friend called her out. "Fair enough. He is safe. He is predictable. He loves me and he has done so much for me. Damn. How did you get to be so smart, Bonnie Bennett?"

Bonnie laughed and shook her head. "It's a bit easier to be insightful when it's someone else. Don't ask me to be so smart when it comes to my own love life, such as it is."

"I have to go back, don't I?"

"That's up to you, Elena. I'm just here to make you the offer and if you decide that's what you want to do, I will send you back."

"Now?"

"If that's the right choice, why wait?"

Elena smiled. Either choice meant a Salvatore's heart was going to be broken. She had to do what was best for her. She thought of Stefan and then Damon and weighed the feelings that coursed through her at the thought of each brother. She loved Stefan. There was no doubt about that. But she was in love with Damon. She could see that now. It wouldn't be easy; Damon was too unpredictable and hot-headed for that to be possible.

She shook her head. Whoever said love was supposed to be easy? She knew what she had to do and she was ready. She was finally going to make the right choice.

"Send me back, Bonnie."