So, judging by the comments, you guys are mad LOL

Here's a little "teaser" for season 7. It's short. But it's something!

The End Of Forever

Chapter 10

The first thing that Elena became aware of, was a horrible cramping in her stomach and a pounding headache.

Opening her eyes, she was surprised to find herself in almost complete darkness.

Looking around the large bedroom, she tried to take in her surroundings.

A soft glow came from the large window across from the bed she was in, moonlight filtering through the curtains. She could see a quaint window seat and wondered if she was dreaming.

Was she back in her old bedroom?

Shakily, she lifted herself from the pillows, and peeled the comforter from her sweat covered body. Looking down at herself, she noticed she wearing a flowing white nightgown, her pale white legs poking out from the bottom.

Well, the dress definitely wasn't her style and her skin had never been the pale milky white that she was looking at right now. So the traveling must have worked.

But where the hell did she travel to?

And why did she feel so sick?

She struggled to move over to the side of the bed, placing her bare feet on the cold hardwood floor. She reached over to the bedside table and switched on the lamp next to her bed. It looked like the window seat had been the only similarity between her old room and the room she was in now. This room was much more elegant. The ceilings were high, a nice crown molding at the top where the wall met the ceiling met.

A Victorian mirror sat atop the cherry wood dresser on the other side of her bed, next to a door looking like it lead to an en suite bathroom. A red silk robe hung from a hook on the door.

Everything looked very neat and tidy, no clothes on the floor and no knick knacks or trinkets like she had in her old bedroom.

Her eyes blurred and her headache seemed to increase. Elena moved her hands to massage her temples and noticed light blond hair falling in front of her face.

She glanced around for a phone.

She needed to call Damon right away. She had no idea where she was and waking up in a house that had people she didn't know was the worst situation possible.

Although, she was glad that she didn't wake up next to someone. THAT would have been a little difficult to explain.

Her stomach cramped again.

God, what was wrong with her?

Or, what was wrong with this other person who she took over?

Was this just a leftover feeling from the werewolf venom in her old body?

She really had to look around and find a phone. She was sure that everyone back at the boarding house was probably freaking out about now. Hoping she could find one, she pushed herself off the bed and was surprised to find her legs just as weak as they had been before.

"Great, just great." Elena mumbled to herself, noticing that her voice was younger and softer than her old one.

She stumbled over to the dresser looking for a cell phone, but instead, found a blue velvet book, it looked like a diary. She snatched it up, hopefully it would give her a clue as to who she she jumped into.

Elena flipped through the entries, looking for the last one.

Something awful is going to happen today.

It's all my fault. I'm so sorry.

The first sentence was slashed out.

"Well, that doesn't help."

Her eyes blurred again and Elena dropped the book, and she looked up at her reflection in the mirror.

Her hair a white blonde, sticking to the sides of her sweaty pale face. There were dark circles under her haunted dark blue eyes. It looked like this person hadn't been eating properly, as her cheekbones were pronounced.

Glancing back down, Elena noticed that there were two prescription bottles laying on their sides both of them with their tops off. She picked one up to read it but her eyes were too blurry to make sense of any of the letters.

It was obvious that whoever this girl was, she'd taken all the pills, said she was sorry and had laid down to die.

Elena was screwed.

Again.

Out of the fire and into the frying pan.

Frantically, she turned over the rest of the things on the dresser, looking for a phone, for anything that could help her. Finding nothing, she decided to do the only thing she could. Venture somewhere outside of the room and hope there was someone out there to help her.

Elena stumbled toward the door, little bursts of light clouding her vision as she fumbled with the knob and was finally able to pull it open.

She stepped forward, and her legs gave out, landing hard on her knees. "Help!" She shouted, hoping to get someone's attention. "Please!"

A door to her right opened and Elena sighed in relief until she noticed the little girl step out, holding a white stuffed cat. She was like a miniature version of the woman she saw in the mirror. Light blond hair, curious blue eyes and wearing a very similar nightie. She was staring at her curiously. "Why are you on the floor?" The little girl asked.

"Please, please go get help." Elena begged. Hoping that there was someone else in the house, someone older who could find a phone and call 911.

The little girl nodded, handing Elena her stuffed animal and running down the hall.

Elena dropped down so she was laying flat on the floor, closing her eyes. It was getting harder to breathe and maybe it would feel a little better if she was laying down. She was getting so sleepy. She held the cat tightly in her arms, and lay her head down on hardwood floor, the cold wood feeling good against her burning hot forehead.

Damon… she thought. She really wished he was here. Or that she could talk to him right now, in some way. She was worried about him and about what was happening in that house. Worried about what he would do if he thought she was dead. She hoped that Stefan would follow through with his promise.

"Elena?!"

Elena opened her eyes and tried to see the woman rushing toward her, but everything was dark. "Huh?" She asked in confusion.

"Elena, sweetheart, what happened?" She could feel the older woman brushing the hair back from her face.

How did this woman know who she was?

"I think… I think I took too many pills. I'm not sure." Elena was able to mumble out. She could feel tiny hands on the back of her shoulders and realized that the little girl was back.

"Honey, how many is too many?" The woman's voice got louder.

"I-I don't know." She admitted, wrapping her hands around her stomach.

"ROBERT! ROBERT! Call an ambulance!" The woman shouted. "Elena, are you able to open your eyes? Elena… stay awake for me okay? We're going to get help."

Elena's thoughts drifted a little, and she thought that the woman sounded so upset. "I'm sorry." She whispered. Whoever this woman was, she obviously cared about the girl whose body she took over. She thought back to that last diary entry. "I'm so, so sorry."

It was getting harder to stay awake and she knew the other people in the hallway were talking and trying to get her to respond to them, but she didn't understand what they were saying and she was past the point of caring.

Her last thought, was of him. At least he was going to be okay. Stefan would take care of him.

Damon… I love you.

So, I'm sure some of you realize where I'm going with this.

My intention starting this, was to FIX TVD. I know we all love Nina Dobrev. But there is a way to make Elena Gilbert stick around, without having Nina around. They should have done something about it considering EVERYONE body jumps on The originals.

I'm just bringing Elena back to ... well... HER original

Stick with me guys. I did warn you that it was going to get bad before it got better. But I promise that it's Delena endgame. And I promise I won't kill Jo (That was just disgusting on the writers part.)