Author's Note: Thank you to everyone who submitted reviews, or put my story on their alert list. I really appreciate it. Here is Chapter Two. Hope you all enjoy!

From Chapter One:

"I can't leave him alone. I won't do it. I have to complete the transition. I have to become a vampire."

Elena looked between the two brothers who held her heart. She could tell the wheels were turning in their head, processing the decision that she had just made. The way she saw it, she didn't have much of a choice. She couldn't leave Jeremy alone, not after everyone else had left him. She was all he had left.

"Well now," Damon said, "If you're going to complete the transition, then you need to feed, and what better place than a hospital. There's just willing participants everywhere."

"Damon!" Stefan protested.

"No, he's right. I need to feed, but I won't do it on someone who's living. Can't someone just bring me a blood bag or something?"

"One step ahead of you." Meredith spoke up from the doorway. She took a few steps into the room, the light coming over her features. "I figured that you were going to need this." She tossed a blood bag to Elena who caught it effortlessly.

"How did you know…?"

"Call it a hunch."

"Thank you."

Meredith nodded in reply and then turned to Damon and Stefan. "I'll keep people out of this room for as long as possible, but I suggest that the three of you get out of here and get somewhere safe."

"She's right. With the council hunting down Caroline and Tyler, it would be better if we went back home. At least there, it will be quiet and better for Elena," Stefan said. "She'll need time to adjust to everything."

"Then let's go," Damon replied. "Come on Elena, you can drink that at home."

"But I can't…" her voice trailed off as she realized that she wasn't going to her home with Jeremy, but to the Salvatore home. Elena sighed. "Okay. Let's go."

"Wait."

"Oh what now?" Damon asked, clearly irritated.

"We will be able to get home relatively undetected, but Elena is still in transition. She'll be seen by everyone."

"Not if we sneak her out the back…and you drive her home. Can you handle that little brother?"

Stefan nodded. "I'll go get the car."

He disappeared and Damon put his arm around Elena. Meredith started back toward the door. "I'll leave you two alone. Let me know if there's anything I can do."

Once Meredith was gone, Elena focused her attention on Damon, finally studying his face. "Damon what happened?" she asked. "How did you know?"

"I was fighting with Ric," he replied. "I mean, after your phone call, I really didn't see any point in anything else. But he became all leathery and I put two and two together. So this was the first place I came to."

"I don't remember much. It's all kind of fuzzy."

"Give it some time. It will all come back." He took the blood bag out of her hands and pulled on the tubing, making an opening. "Here, I know that I said you could drink this at home, but you should probably drink now. It will make that burning sensation in your throat go away." Damon held out the bag.

She looked between the bag and Damon, but finally took it from him. He was right. Her throat felt as though it was on fire. Elena raised the bag to her lips, the tubing just inches away. She took a deep breath and placed the tubing in her lips, using it like a straw. She took a sip, then swallowed slowly. Relief was almost instantaneous, and she took another sip, this one longer. Before long, the blood bag was drained and Damon took the empty bag from her, tossing it in a nearby trash can. "How do you feel?"

"Different."

"You'll get used to that. You'll get used to everything. I'll teach you how to turn it off, to make it so you're not feeling everything all at once."

Stefan returned at that moment. "I'm ready. Let's go before someone finds her here."

Elena nodded and went with Stefan to his car. She climbed into the passenger side of the car and waited for Stefan to get in on the other side. The ride home was quiet. Elena explored her new self, trying to figure out exactly what she could and could not do. As they arrived at the Salvatore home, Stefan helped her out of the car, and she went inside, looked around at what would most likely be her home for the next few days.

"Can I get you anything? Do you want to drink?"

She shook her head. "I did at the hospital," she replied. "My throat was burning. Damon said that it would make me feel better."

"And it did. Damn, I'm smart," Damon said as he entered the room.

Stefan nodded in understanding. "Is there anything I can do?"

"No."

"Well, I hate to leave you alone, but I need to go do damage control…check on Matt, talk with Elijah."

"Go, I'll stay with her," Damon said.

Stefan looked at Elena, who nodded. "I'll be fine. Go. Tell Matt to get better."

Once Stefan left, Elena turned to Damon. "We need to talk."

He nodded, bracing for what was coming next. "Okay."

"When were you going to tell me that you met me the night of the accident?"

AN: Dun, Dun, DUN! I hope that everyone enjoyed this chapter. Please read and review