"Mmm-hmmm." muttered Isabel. "Isabel? Are you awake?" asked Damon, concerned. "Sore." she muttered under her breath once more. "You're feeling sore? Is that what you mean?" asked Damon, holding her hand. Isabel nodded once, still not opening her eyes. "It's okay, I'm right here." said Damon.

"How's she doing?" asked Dr. Jackson as she entered the room. "She started talking, but she said she feels sore." replied Damon. "Well, that is an after effect of the surgery." said Dr. Jackson, writing in her charts and taking a good look at the monitors. "Do you have uhm, anything to make her feel less sore?" asked Damon. "Well, yes but it will only lessen a tiny bit. But I'll have her take it anyway." said Dr. Jackson, leaving the room then telling the nurse to inject the medicine on Isabel's dextrose. The nurse came in, injected the medicine and left without saying a word.

Three hours later Isabel finally woke up. "Good morning sunshine!" greeted Damon cheerfully. Isabel opened her eyes. "How are you feeling?" asked Damon. "I'm fine." she replied.

"You sure?"

"Yeah."

"Would you like me to get anything for you?"

"No, I'm fine. Although-"

"Although what?"

"I'm not feeling normal."

"Oh, well, you just came out of surgery so-"

"That's not what I meant. I mean, I feel, really normal, maybe a little too normal."

"What do you mean?"

"I feel- human."

"What do you mean you feel human? You are."

"I know I am, it's just that, I don't feel half vampire anymore."

"Wha-"

"I don't know why but I don't feel any vampire-ness in me anymore."

"Can you try, using your powers on me, to check?"

Isabel had the ability to absorb other vampire blood and make someone human, or make a werewolf, a witch or anything human again. It was part of her vampire life, although no one could explain. Isabel concentrated hard and tried to get her dad's vampire-ness. But then, nothing happened.

"Oh no." said Isabel. "Dad what's happened to me?" Isabel started panicking. She tried to remove the dextrose in her arm like crazy. "Isabel, Isabel calm down, calm down-" Damon tried to hold Isabel back as he pressed the red emergency button on the wall near the bed to call the doctors and nurses. Dr. Jackson came into the room instantly and Isabel started having a seizure.

Dr. Jackson grabbed a long syringe, probably around five inches, it was containing a translucent white fluid and she injected it into Isabel's dextrosed arm. The seizure stopped immediately, but then all the monitors started beeping. "Charge five hundred!" yelled Dr. Jackson as she took the CPR and one of the nurses applied the gel to it. She put it on Isabel's chest and it shocked her. Her heart started beeping again and everyone in the room let out a huge sigh of relief, even Dr. Jackson. She adjusted Isabel's dextrose and let the nurses go out so she can talk in private with Damon.

"What happened before the seizure? Anything you talked about?" asked Dr. Jackson with crossed arms. "Well-" said Damon, dumbstruck, he didn't want to tell her about them. "No, she just asked how the operation went and she started having the seizure." Damon lied. "Well, just so you know, talk to her about positive things, good things, happy memories. Make her laugh, the risk of getting her just a teenie bit depressed is really high so try and keep her happy." suggested Dr. Jackson. "Okay, I- I'll see to that." replied Damon worriedly as Dr. Jackson nodded and left the room.

Damon decided to write down all his feelings, and one day, when he senses that Isabel can't stay much longer anymore, he'll let her read it.