She was beautiful. I was lying on the forest floor dying from a freakin vampire attack, but I was still a man, and I remember thinking If I do die here, at least she will have been the last thing I see. I will die happy. But I didn't die then. Because at that moment, she began to walk towards me, and then I knew. She was one of them. And even though I knew what she was and what she could do, I was not scared. Despite the fact that I was laying alone in the dark woods bleeding out, with a vampire ten feet away from me, I didn't move. I didn't scream. I just stared at her. If Stefan were to hear this he would tell me it was just the adrenalin, that my body's last defense mechanism was just trying to give me one last chance. Blah blah blah. He was wrong. I somehow knew that I could trust her, that she would help me.

She walked closer to me, human speed, as to not scare me. In one fluid motion she had dropped to her knees beside my head, a difficult task considering the layers of petticoats and ruffles underneath that corseted top. She placed one small hand against my cheek, trying to comfort me. She was wearing a ring. At first I was disappointed, afraid that she was already taken, but then I realized that it wasn't a wedding ring. It was much larger, silver with a bright blue stone in the center.

"Can you speak?" Her voice, it was the sweetest music.

"Yes," I wasn't aware of how mangled my voice had been, so I stopped talking after that.

"My name is Katherine. Do you remember what happened to you?"

I only nodded. It seemed that talking made the pain in my neck worse, so the obvious solution was to nod. I wasn't expecting the sharp stabbing pain that shot through my skull to appear, and catching me off guard, it made me wince. Her thumb brushed my cheek gently, trying to sooth my pain.

"You know what I am." It wasn't a question. She understood that I had figured out her secret, what she couldn't understand though, was why I was trusting her. I could see it in her deep brown eyes, her confusion over me. "You are hurt. I'm going to try to save you. I need you to trust me." And even though I did not know exactly how she planned on saving me, I trusted her. She didn't give me a choice in the matter. I could hear the determination in her voice, she was not going to let me die. At least not tonight, anyways.

I don't remember her actually cutting open her wrist. Nor do I remember the moment when she forced my lips open, letting her own blood drop in slowly at first then she was, forcing me to drink. And then she didn't have to force me. I don't remember pulling my own hand around her arm, locking her wrist in place, but I do remember the heat that had flared when we connected, how despite what I was doing, I was not thinking about her as a vampire. She was just, Katherine. I didn't know her last name. I did not know where she was from or even if she was available. But I knew then and there that I loved her. And nothing would ever stop that.

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