Author Note: Here is another Vampire Diaries fic for you all. A heads up for any who read my other one, "I Told You So" I will be tweaking that a bit. As always please Read and Review. Good or bad, I want to hear it.
Disclaimer: I do not own the Vampire Diaries.
Breath in, breath out.
That was the first thing on my mind when I woke up. My throat and chest felt dry and raw like I was getting over some cold or something.
As I lowered myself back down, thinking I was in bed my whole body came into contact with something hard. Confused I whipped around to look at what was under me instead of my pillow.
It was a hard metal... Thing.
"Where am I?" I thought aloud confused. "Elena," I heard someone speak and then noticed Stefan standing over me a worried and somber look on his face. "Stefan? Where an I?" I asked looking a around. I thought I was in the hospital but this was a weird room. It was different from anywhere I had been before.
"Elena!" as I turned towards a new voice Damon came barging in looking like a bat out of hell. He looked furious and scared and sad all at the same time. But under all of that, he looked beautiful.
That was when I noticed the differences. Everything looked and felt different. It was like cleaning the static up on a tv. The picture was cleaner, edges more crisp, colors enhanced.
"What happened?" I finally asked looking from one brother to the next. The mix of emotions on each face telling me something was wrong. "Where am I?" I was getting sick of being ignored. Every time I asked a question the looks on their faces just went from one end of the pity scale to the other. "Hey," I said finally turning to hang over the metal so ovoid stand up. I then realize my feet didn't touch the ground. Looking down the wall there was a line of doors, just like the one at my feet? "Oh my god," I shrieked as I jumped from the metal drawer as I now saw. "This is the morgue," I said through my hands.
Damon and Stefan still had yet to say a word, leaving me to work everything out for myself. I couldn't decide if this was a good or bad thing.
"Meredith gave me Vampire blood didn't she?" I finally managed to gasp out, feeling tears stream down my face. I wanted nothing more than to sink to the ground and sob, but as I watched Stefan nod solemnly and Damon start walking towards me I knew I had to be strong. There were a lot of things that were going to change.
"Elena we need to leave. We can't have you causing a bloodbath at a hospital," I couldn't help but wince at the term. I knew Damon was making a good point but it still hurt to hear. I was a monster now.
A hunter.
No! I couldn't think that really could I? That was calling everyone I cared about monsters. Caroline, Tyler, Stefan and Damon, even Bonnie's mother, though I didn't agree with the things she had done wasn't a monster.
"Ok, let's go," I said bounding my leg a little, feeling anxious. I knew what it had been like for Caroline and people when they went through this stage. All they wanted was blood and I wasn't sure if I was going to be able to control myself. I was scared, I don't want to hurt anyone, so I did the first thing on my mind to try and ensure everything went right.
I bit on her lip as I held both my hands out to the brothers, my right to Stefan and left to Damon. I hoped that if I had a Salvatore on each arm I might be able to keep going without any incidents, and at least if they were both there they could make sure nothing happened. The two together would be strong enough that they could make sure I stayed in line.
We were in a hospital after all and though I felt fine for now I wasn't sure when the cravings for blood were really going to set in and I didn't want to accidentally drink any.
I had a big decision to make.
Sure, my life had me surrounded by vampires practically day and night, but was that the life for me? I honestly didn't know. The whole life definitely had its pros and cons and I was going to have to take what little time I had to figure them out and weigh them. And I was going to need a little help. This was going to end up every bit Jeremy's decision as mine. He had been through so much because of vampires and I knew deep down he wasn't too fond of them at this point in his life. On the other hand, she couldn't leave him all alone. Who did he had left? Mom and dad were gone, Jenna was gone, even Alaric was now gone and they didn't have anyone left other than each other.
"Thanks." I say when the two take my hand. I can feel the difference. They weren't as cold as I was used to; they were almost warm by my sides. Stefan gripped tight, and I looked at his face. I couldn't help the feeling of my stomach dropping. He looked so sad and defeated. It was then I risked a chance at looking at Damon. I couldn't read the expression on his face. He was like a brick wall as far as emotions went, or at least leaving emotions on his face.
I took a few breaths as I looked at the door, scared. I knew in the back of my head that I didn't need the breaths anymore. Breathing for me now would be unnecessary, but it still helped me calm myself a little bit. I wasn't sure how I was going to react and I would never be able to explain how thankful I was that the brothers were leaving me to make the decision to move and leave. I needed this time to prep myself and I think they knew it.
"Ok. I think I'm ready," I said looking from Stefan to Damon. Damon nodded first and reached forward and opened the door that would lead us to the hall that would connect us with the rest of the Hospital. And me with the rest of the human world.
