Disclaimer: I do not own the Vampire Diaries.

Blah blah blah. But who wouldn't want to own Ian? Though i would love to. But sadly I don't. :( The characters and everything belong to L.J. Smith and the CW, I only own the plot, sadly.

AN: So, since I finished this chapter today, well really wrote the whole thing today, I decided that I'll give it to you today. Instead of having to make you wait like another week or so longer. With that... here you go. A little present from me.

Chapter 7

I woke to a noise. But I don't know what exactly what it was. I stretched but I felt so sore. What happened to me? Where am I? I looked around and it looked like the living room at the Boarding House. Why am I here? And why was I asleep on the couch. I went to get up, but a sharp pain ran through me, and I laid back down.

I'm not sure when, but I guess I had fallen back asleep. Because I had felt someone pick me up and start walking. Barely being jostled till I had felt a soft surface under me.

"I'm sorry Elena." I heard someone say, before the darkness took over again.

When I woke up for the untinth time, I scanned the room. I sat up and, noticed I was in a bed. The setting seemed familiar, but I don't know why. The room had a big window that let in a lot of light. It seemed close to about midday, by the looks of it. How long was I out? And where is this room, and more importantly who's room is it?

I tossed the covers off and slid my legs off the bed. I stood there looking down at my attire.

I wasn't wearing the same thing I last remember. I was now wearing a shirt and boxers. Umm…. Who's clothes are these, and why am I wearing them? Where are my clothes? As I started walking around the room, I had noticed three different doors. One looked more like a closet, and the other two looked almost the same. The only difference was that one was closer to the huge window and the other was closer to the bed. I had a feeling, no I knew that the one next to the bed was the door to exit this room. But how was I so sure that, that was the one. I would have only known if I had been in this room before. But I haven't. Have I?

Then it came to me. Yes, I have been in this room. I've been in here with Damon. This is the room I woke up in the other day. The day that I found Stefan gone. The day that I thought that Damon had compelled me. The day that I found Damon on the ground staked. And the day that, that…. What else had happened that day? Something had, had to happen. Maybe that's why I can't really remember what happened.

After confirming that, I did know that the door by the window was to the bathroom. A huge, beautiful bathroom at that. And the door by the bed was the exit, I walked out. Down the hallway and passed Stefan's room. The door was open, but I didn't dare to go in. Just glancing in then continuing to the stairs, and descending them.

Something felt wrong as I was descending the stairs. Something didn't feel right. It was almost painful but I couldn't tell why. Or more importantly why I was feeling like this. All I knew was that I needed to see Damon. He has to know what had happened, and why I can't recall the rest of that day. Or why I was in his clothes. I had assumed that they were his by the fact that I woke up in his room.

Walking around the house, calling his name, nothing. I couldn't find him. He didn't even come when I called. What is going on here?

As I got to the foyer I had noticed someone lying on the floor. Who could be laying on the ground. Maybe it was Damon passed out or something. Who knew. But as I got closer I noticed that it wasn't Damon. But instead it was Alaric. What? Why is he….. What is going on here?

"Ric? Can you hear me?" I asked him. Kneeling down beside him, I checked for a pulse. None. Shit. He… he's dead. What the heck happened? I keep asking myself that. But really something was going on here and I don't know what it is. Or who might be doing this. Or anything. I'm in the dark here. Then just as I was about to get up, also on the brink of crying, cuz Ric's dead, I remembered that he has that ring. So frantically I went to see if he was wearing it. And thankfully, he was. So he should be waking up anytime now. But it only protects you if you die form a supernatural being. What if he died by a human? But at what chance would that happen? I mean it could, but how likely is it that Alaric died on his way here by a human. Not so likely. So, it must have been a vampire. Well anything really, except for a human. The only logical thing, that I can think of at this moment is a vampire. But why did they kill Ric? And not me? And where is Damon.

Sitting there waiting for someone to come back to life, really is boring. The only thing I could do was, just sit there and wait. Not something I recommend for anyone. Just sitting there, hoping, praying, for him to come to. Not only was I just wasting time, but who knew if Ric's attacker was still in the house. And Damon. Where was that vampire?

Sitting and waiting, sitting and waiting, sitting and waiting, nothing. How long have I been wasting time, hoping that he's gonna get up anytime soon. Oh, it better be soon. The thoughts running through my mind, aren't the best things. Alaric, really is dead. Damon is gone, someone could have him. They could be torturing him for all I knew. And what, I'm sitting here waiting for Ric to come back from the dead. How long do these things take? Not too long, I hope.

Out of the corner of my eye, I saw movement. Was I hallucinating or did Ric's finger, really just twitch? Staring more closely now. Yes, it was him. His fingers twitched again. Then, just then, I saw him take in a breath. Even though he's laying on his stomach, you can still see if someone's breathing or not.

I scooted closer, "Ric?" he didn't respond. "Ric, its Elena. Can you hear me?" placing my hand on his shoulder he flipped over startled and started to scoot away from me.

"Ric, its only me. I'm not gonna hurt you." I said, raising my hands, palms out. He just stared at me. It seemed like he was trying to figure everything out. Letting out a deep breath, "What, what happened?" he asked.

Releasing a breath, that I didn't know I was holding and spoke. "Well, I'm not completely sure." I shook my head. "I woke up, confused as to why I was in Damon's room. Then, well, I tried looking for him. That's when I came upon you. You, you were dead Ric."

He seemed kind of out of it, and I wondered if he was okay. But I saw him frantically looking around the room. Not sure as to why he is doing that, I guess maybe he is wondering if his attacker is still here, or if he thinks I was lying about Damon not being here. "I don't think it's safe here." He said trying to get up. I stood up and helped him. He seemed a little off balanced, so I put his arm around my shoulders, and mine around his waist. After supporting him and walking out the front door, he had dug in his pocket and handed me the keys to his SUV. I guess I hadn't noticed, or even remember a seeing a cloud out of Damon's window in his room. But it was now raining. Not some light rain either. Hitting the unlock button and helping Alaric into the passenger seat, then running to the other side to let myself in. Even the short little walk to Alaric's car, helping him in, and getting myself in the car had ended in me being soaking wet.

The drive to my house was quiet. I was worrying about everything, and Alaric was just sitting there. He almost looked like he was in a catatonic state. I didn't want to bug him just yet with all my questions.

Pulling up to my house I noticed a light on in the living room. At least someone was home. I just hope it's not Jenna. She doesn't know anything about the whole vampire thing. But Jeremy, well he knows. You ask, well why couldn't Jeremy help out with the whole vampires are after me thing. See well, he's only human and he's my brother. We don't need him to get him involved, and I sure as hell don't want anything to happen to him.

Walking up to the front door with Alaric at my side. Arm slung over me, and me still supporting him a opened the front door. Startling Jeremy, by the door being slammed opened. He jumped up and ran to help me. "What happened?" He asked.

"I died." Alaric said all monotone and serious.

Jeremy had helped me set Alaric on the couch, then ran and grabbed some blankets for us. Upon coming back he said, "Uh, nice outfit, you got there sis." laughing.

I looked down, and realized that I was still wearing Damon's clothes. "I guess you had a lot of fun with Damon I see." He couldn't stop laughing. I guess he thought that this was the funniest thing he ever saw. I smacked him. "Hey!"

"It's not what you think. Nothing happened, Jer." He just shook his head, "Sure nothing happened. You were gone for three days, and when you come back. You're wearing Damon's clothes. Yeah right 'Lena, nothing happened." He said rolling his eyes. But all I heard was three days. I was gone for three days! How long had I been asleep? Or whatever that was. I turned to him "Jer-" but he wasn't there when I turned around to talk to him. But soon came back with two cups of nice hot coffee. "Thanks" I'll ask him about this three days thing when I'm done harassing Alaric with the questions that are plaguing my mind.

"What happened? Why were you at the Boarding House?" I asked him. I wanted to know why he was there. And I also wanted to see if he was there when Damon had gone missing. Or more importantly I wanted to know if he saw who his attacker was.

"I came over because Damon had called me and asked me to come over and watch you. He didn't say why, or anything. Just that I had to go over there. It sounded urgent, so if Damon, really needs me for something, that seemed important, I'm there." He finished shaking his head, propping his arms on his knees and covering his face with his hands.

What had Damon needed him for so badly? And why did he have to watch me? I'll ask him that later. I had to ask if he saw his attacker, and if he saw Damon when he got there. "Did you see Damon? When you got there, I mean." I said while wrapping the blanket closer around me and taking a sip of the coffee Jeremy had gotten me. He shook his head. "No, I didn't. And I know what you're going to ask next." He mumbled in his hands.

"If you know what I'm going to ask next then, tell me." Just then there was a knock at the door. "Jeremy, can you get that."

"Yeah, I guess." He said getting up and walking to the door.

"It was-" and he was cut off by Jeremy.

"Isobel!"

AN: Dun, dun, dunnnn... Why oh why is Isobel at the Gilbert house? And what name was Alaric going to say? Before Jeremy interrupted him?

Oh, and your probably wondering if whats up with Elena? Damon drained her, she had vampire blood in her system, she should have been in transition. Well... to answer you without giving to much away, I'll just say that no she is not in transition. Now you all have more questions plaguing your mind...

See... I told you it was gonna be longer. Well hope you like it of course. And you know the drill, review, review, review. Good, bad, whatever. Always want to hear what you got to say.

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