Authors Note:

I don't own anything or anyone.

There's not any slash in this chapter, but really if you clicked on this story your okay with slash so I don't know why I'm saying that but whatever. Okay, now onto the story.

I lounged lazily in my bed, listening to the chirping of the birds outside my window. I looked over at my alarm clock; 8:36 A.M. I groaned inwardly, I hadn't gone to sleep until 4 last night. It was Sunday, so I just nestled further into my warm cocoon and closed my eyes. I was almost back to sleep when I heard the agitating brriiiing of the home phone. I pulled my covers back and grumbled when the cold air hit my skin. Once I got the phone I held it to my ear and mumbled a hello. The voice that came back was serious and official, I was now wide awake.

"Are you Jeremy Gilbert?"

"Yes..." I answered wearily.

"I'm sorry to tell you this but your sister Elena has been involved in an accident."

"An A-accident?"

This has to be a nightmare, just wake up.

"A car accident." The women specified.

"Is she okay?"

"She's fallen into a coma, you can come visit her if you would like and the doctors would be able to describe the extent of the injury better than I can."

"Where is she?"

"She's at the Lincoln Hospital."

"Okay, thanks."

I dropped the phone, and then stumbled around to get ready to leave. All I wanted to do was fall into a hole and never come out; I wanted to cry myself to sleep. But I knew that I had to stay strong for Elena, it's what she would do for me. She will wake up, I told myself. I never was a good liar.

After throwing on some clothes that looked semi-clean and splashing some water on my face I was heading out the door. Just as I was about to leave I realized that other people would want to see her too. I resolved to calling Stefan and letting him send the message on.

"Hello?"

"Hey Stefan, uh Elena was in an accident she's at the Lincoln Hospital is you wanna visit."I mumbled pitifully.

"What do you mean an accident? How is she? What happened?"

I wanted to know the same exact things, didn't he get that? Oh, god, I can't take this. I hung up before he had a chance to ask any more questions. I splayed my hands on the counter trying to get my breathing in control, be strong I kept telling myself. In the background I vaguely heard my phone ringing and wanted to smash it into the wall. I couldn't believe this was actually happening. One step at a time, I told myself. Finally my breathing was under control and I made it out the door to my bike. Lincoln hospital was only a couple miles from our house so I should be able to make it there soon. Hopping on my bike and speeding away I could only hope that I could keep my unshed tears in for that long.