First Fic, hope you like!

I sit up to see a dull, gray room, with white florescent lights and a wall of metal drawers. I am cold, bone cold, and wet and—I look around, see Stefan watching me, eyes full of pain and regret.

I remember when I first awakened from death. I was a mess. Very much like I am now.

Stefan, what's going on? I wanted to say it, but I couldn't. My mouth opened, but no coherent sound came out. My throat was hoarse.

Instead I just looked at him. He had saved Matt right? Then me. He saved us both.

We were in the hospital, I knew that much. I must have been unconscious, that's why I'm here. Lying on a metal table amidst dozens of metal drawers in a dull, metal room.

I never actually saw my parents right after they died. They were taken out of the river, and I didn't see them again until the funeral.

I didn't know I was in the morgue.

"I'm so sorry Elena." Stefan looked so heartbroken. I reached to him, rested my palm on his cheek, and asked with my eyes. Why are you sorry?

Stefan held my hand to his cheek and looked deep into my eyes. "I didn't save you."

I was still for a moment, before everything came crashing back to me. I had died. I told Stefan to save Matt, knowing it was too late for me.

But how am I here? Is here really here? Am I having an Out of Body experience, waiting to ascend to the hereafter?

The questions must have been written on my face. "You're in transition" he told me softly, his eyes never leaving mine, his hand still over mine.

"Did you…" I croaked, knowing he would understand. He shook his head no.

"Who?" I asked as the door swung open and slammed into the wall.

"Where is she?" Damon. He couldn't have done it, because he was nowhere near me at the time.

I turned to him as he stepped through the door. I saw his anger, his resentment. His pain, his guilt. I saw his eyes, wet with emotion.

He stared at me, for a long time before he swallowed and spoke softly.

"Stefan. Let's get her out of here. Being around dead bodies will make her sick or something." His voice lacked its usual spark. "I'll go get the car." He turned to leave.

Thankyou so much for reading! I've got one last chapter, and that will go into her decision, and it will be longer.

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