Brand New Eyes – by Flawlesstew
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters, or some of the plot that I borrow from the TV show or book.
Elena Gilbert was lying lifeless on the cold steel hospital table. Her blue sweater, making her place skin even paler, if that was even possible. Her brown hair silky, and her brown eyes closed, but peaceful looking. Less than a yard away, was her second choice. A man that loved her deeply, but that love wasn't enough. Her choice was only made based upon what she "knew", and was compelled to know.
If Elena Gilbert only knew, if she only knew that she loved him too, a deep love that competes with another. With the love she has for Stefan.
Damon looks at his love with hope, hope that she will remember. Hope that she will make her choice again and choose him. The one who can give her a wild consuming love, not one guarded and keeping her up high on a shelf. A shelf that often breaks her heart more times than repairs it. A shelf that is built with faulty screws from a craftsman named Stefan.
Staring at Elena, Damon then hears a noise from Elena's lifeless form. Her body convulses and her throat closes and opens, making her body think that it's choking. Her brown eyes dart open, searching above her to gather her surroundings. Her eyes adjust and she winces from the power of the light. Her hands come up to guard her face from the light. Elena then jumps off of the table and goes into the darkest corner she can find. Her mind is confused, but her instincts are telling her mind not to second guess it. She can't figure out why her body feels powerful, but thirsty, thirsty something other than coca-cola.
Damon, watching this from the same point as before, slowly approaches Elena. His body language is calm, but fearful of her possible attack. As a new vampire, Elena's emotions are heightened and all over the place. He does not know what to expect.
As he approaches Elena, her brown eyes come alive. A smile creeps on her face. Damon then speaks, "Do you remember who I am?" his voice loud but laced with fear, the fear of rejection. He's also confused by her reaction, if she were human she would be yelling at him to go away and get brother dear.
Elena giggles, "Of course I know who you are. You're Damon and I love you."
Authors Note: I know this is short, but this is the preface. I miss writing about TVD, I will most likely go between this story and my twilight fic, Won't Back Down. I have deleted two other stories because I've just got a big case of writer's block. So review and tell me what you think.