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Author's note: I wrote this while taking a break from working on Chapter 3 of my "Dreamin' Demon" fanfic. I was inspired by this story through a friend whom I've betaed past works for and who writes breathtakingly beautiful stories (none for TVD unfortunately, ha, ha). Please let me know what you think of it!
"No Regrets"
She simply reacted as she broke into a sprint. Her footsteps echoed between the cathedral walls and she concentrated all of her physical strength into moving as fast as she could.
There was no time to conjure a spell or call for help. There was simply no time to do anything but hurry. She eyed the wooden stake in the hunter-slayer's grasp, took notice of how particularly sharp the tip was, before she focused on its intended target.
He was hurt bad. She rarely ever saw him look so defeated. He was the personification of strength and charisma, and to see Death just waiting to take someone that night…
No, tonight it wasn't going to be him.
With a surprising amount of force, she pressed her hands against his arm and shoved him aside. Her fingers dug into his jacket sleeve and it slipped off of his body and as she twisted around to face the attacker, the stake made contact.
She didn't feel the pain at first because her concern was only for him, wanting to make sure he was out of harm's way.
She lost her balance before she realized what was happening and watched as a pool of blood soak the ground where she had fallen. She hear him cry out for her but she couldn't answer him for some reason.
There was a dull pain in her chest and breathing became strenuous. As she saw him fall to his knees before her, the world gradually fell into unforgiving obscurity.
I won't regret this.
This… is going to hurt.
I don't regret it one bit.
You're safe, you're safe, you're safe… Thank God you're safe…
If you can hear me, Damon, tell everyone I'm sorry for letting my emotions get the better of me. But I don't regret it, especially when it concerns you. I love you… so…
Your little Redbird…
… has to fly away now.