Authors Note: I don't even know why I'm writing this. I just felt like it. I watched the Season Finale of Vampire Diaries last night and it just left me with so many emotions. Seriously.

So one last warning: IF YOU HAVE NOT WATCHED THE SEASON FINALE, DO NOT READ THIS! MASSIVE SPOILERS.

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Stefan placed Matt's unconscious body down on the side of the road. Then then jumped back off the bridge, into icy cold water to save his one true love. He swam right to the bottom, where Matt's old truck was lying. He swam to the already open door of the truck. Elena's body was lifeless, there was no sign of breathing at all and Stefan instantly regretted doing as she has asked and taken Matt first.

Out of grief and anger and rage Stefan ripped the seat belt off her, gently grabbed her body and pulled her up to the edge. When he got up back onto the bridge, Matt was already conscious and gasping for air.

"Wha—what happened?" Matt asked dazed and confused, he looked up at the lifeless body in Stefan's arms, "No. She's… She's not." He pushed himself up off the floor and ran to Elena checking her pulse, hoping. No such luck, "No she can't have! Why didn't you get her out?"

"She wouldn't let me." Stefan said trying to fight back the tears, "She wouldn't let me save her until I saved you."

Matt was taken aback; Elena had died because Stefan was busy saving him. Every single emotion that he had, had was replaced with guilt and anger. Guilt because he felt it was his fault, he was the driver and the truck had gone off the bridge, and because Elena had died because he was being saved first. And he was angry because, Stefan could have ignored Elena's requests and saved her first. So why the hell didn't he? Matt thought. He could tell by the look on the vampire's face that he was also thinking the exact same question.

Without another word being spoken, Stefan walked up to his car, slowly and gently placing Elena's body in the back. He opened the passenger door so Matt could get in before walking over to the other side of the car, opening the door and climbing into the driver's seat. Once Matt was in the car bad buckled up Stefan sped off, straight towards the hospital.

XOXO

Damon fought Alaric with all the strength he had in him. Not even a couple of minutes ago he had felt like giving up, his life had meant nothing to him anymore. Elena had chosen Stefan, like she had time and time again, but this time the blow had hurt too much.

"Maybe if you and I had met first."

Well they had, it's just Elena didn't know it. She couldn't remember. And as Damon remembered the exact night he had met her. How he had told her that she wanted a love that consumed her. That memory, that single memory gave changed his mind, that he wasn't ready to die today. And he suddenly found the strength to fight back. He still knew that he probably wouldn't survive, but it was worth a shot. He knocked the white oak stake out of Alaric's hand letting in clatter to the floor. Damon had hold of Alaric and Alaric had a hold of him too, but he had a stronger hold.

Damon felt Alaric's hold of him loosen, like he was becoming weaker. Alaric was gasping for breath, looking at Damon confused.

"What's happening?"

He lot go completely of Damon as a searing pain flowed across his whole body. He fell to the floor letting out a scream of pain. Damon kept a hold of him, but this time it was more of a comforting hold. Alaric felt his heart stop and he let out one last breath before closing his eyes. His skin started desiccating and it turned that dull grey colour.

"You're not dead!" Damon said in disbelief. While Alaric had been turned into one of the biggest evils that Damon had ever come across. While Alaric had been hurting him just minutes ago. Damon still saw him as a friend, and now he was gone again.

Then the realization hit him. The only way that Alaric could have died was if Elena had died. He began crying, tears rolling out of his eyes one after another.

"You're not dead."

He let go of his friend, laying his body down gently on the floor. He'd deal with that later, the only person he was interested right now was Elena. Distraught, Damon stormed out of the place and into his car, slamming the door. He sped out of the driveway and towards, Mystic Falls.

XOXO

Stefan stood by Elena's side in the examination room. The grief had subsided a little after Meredith had told him what she had done earlier on. He knew that soon she would wake up, but it didn't stop him from feeling terrible.

What if Elena wasn't ready to be a vampire? He had always wanted it to be her choice, and now it had been taken away from her. And it was his fault that it had been taken away from her. He should have ignored her pleas and saved her before he saved Matt. Damon would have saved her first. He thought. Maybe she is better with him.

Stefan felt a hand grab hold of his and squeeze it tightly; he brought himself out of his own thoughts to see Elena gasping for air, looking at him in shock and confusion.

"Stefan..." Elena gasped.

"Elena, I'm so sorry. I'm so sorry that this has happened to you."

"Wha—what do you mean?" she asked taking in deep breaths of air.

Before Stefan could even find the words to tell Elena what had happened, the doors to the examination room burst open, and a very distraught Damon stormed through them. Rage was clear in his facial expressions and Stefan knew that the rage was for him.

"How did you let this happen Stefan? How? Why did you save her?" Damon snarled at his younger brother.

"She asked me to save Matt first." Stefan said calmly.

"You didn't have to listen to her! You shouldn't have! You should have saved her!" Damon yelled grabbing hold of his brother by his jacket and shaking him, Stefan didn't react. He knew what Damon was saying was right.

"What are you talking about Damon? He saved me I'm right here." Elena said causing Damon to stop shaking his younger brother and to turn around to her. His facial expression softened as her looked at her, there was sympathy in his eyes.

"Oh Elena, I'm so sorry that this has happened to you." He said stroking a strand of her wet hair behind her ear.

"What do you mean?"

"I couldn't get you out in time Elena, you died." Stefan said looking down at the floor, clearly ashamed.

"Then how am I… alive?" she asked.

Damon let out a deep sigh, "You're in transition."