The Lost Songbird in the Golden Summertime
Chapter 1
Elena Gilbert sat down in the waiting room holding onto Damon Salvatore's hand. It had been a week since Damon and Her had donated blood and about twenty four hours since they had called her back saying that they had to talk to her about something that concerned her health.
Elena had never really had an issue with her health, but ever since two months ago she had some cause for concern. She felt tired all the time and she would get frequent nose bleeds for the past two months. Something was wrong with her, but she had been too stubborn to go to the doctor back then. She just hoped that whatever was wrong with her they could easily fix. Graduation was two days away and Elena didn't want anything to stand in the way of that.
"Elena Gilbert." The nurse called.
Elena and Damon followed her into the doctor's office where she told them that the doctor would be right with them. When the doctor arrived it Elena became more nervous. She had never not been able to read people, but with this doctor his face showed nothing.
"What's wrong with me doctor?" she said.
She couldn't help it. She was scared.
"There's no easy way to tell you this Elena, but we ran your blood for abnormalities and came up with one too many abnormalities."
"What does that mean?"
"Well we ran a few other tests and your test results showed up positive for Leukemia."
"I'm sorry. Are you saying I have cancer?"
"I'm sad to say that yes you do."
"Oh my God. What-What can we do?"
"Your best bet would be a bone marrow transplant along with a blood transfusion and chemotherapy afterwards."
"Okay. How-How do we proceed with this?"
"Well We'll get your family members here and we'll see if any of them are a match. If none of them are we'll go through other family members or we'll go through the donor database ."
"Let me call them."
Elena pulled out her cellphone and called her mother.
"Hello?"
"Mom it's me Elena. I'm at the doctor's and it's not good news."
"What's a matter baby?"
"It's Leukemia mom. The doctors want to test all the family to see if we have any potential donors. He says my best chances are to get someone who has the same bloodtype as me which would be biological family members."
"Elena-"
"Please mom. I know you might be at work, but I really need you."
"Elena your father and I aren't your best chance."
"What do you mean?"
"Elena. I don't want to tell you this over the phone."
"Mom is somethings wrong you can tell me. Please."
"Elena. You're not my biological child."
"What?"
"Elena, you were adopted."