Elena's POV
Elena could feel such a burning in her lungs as she lay in Damon's arms and as much as she wanted to keep kissing him she could hardly breathe. She pulled back from his lips with a whimper, trying to choke out his name in absolute relief that he was there with her. He had saved her again. He was her hero in every way a man could be.
He was everything she had ever needed or even dared to dream could be real for her. He was her knight, her angel crashing through that window, leaping through the fire to her, just like he had been when he raced into the tomb to save her from the wolf when she was beaten and bloody and dying. Or when she felt like she was losing touch with reality and in so much pain seeing Stefan and Katherine together, he was her rock. Catching her from the window in her room before Katherine sent her falling to her death, he again saved her life. And now was no different.
She looked up in his tortured and wide blue eyes that were locked on hers and she saw them flooded with relief as he held her and just kept mumbling that he was there and that she was going to be okay. His head was nuzzled up against hers, his hands all over her face and body like his tender touch alone could heal any wounds or pain she had been in. His soft, warm lips had been all over her face and she imagined every kiss taking more and more pain away from her aching, weak body.
Her fingers went up to wipe the blood more off his gorgeous face, tugging at the strands of hair behind his one ear as she kept his forehead on hers. Her senses were so messed up from the smoke that even as she inhaled she could hardly catch his scent.
He felt so good, his whole body cradling her against his and she just let go and closed her eyes tight in relief, just soaking in his presence as he did not move from her pulling his head to hers.
She could hardly believe he had made it back to her at all and she still felt like this was part of a dream and not real. When she saw the roof falling down on top of her she had thought that was it and she was going to die there in her families cabin with her babies not even given a chance to live.
Elena remembered that she was going toward Klaus and giving herself over to him but then even he had not been able to save her as the beams had felt like they were crushing her.
She wondered where Klaus was? Had he ran away? No, he was this close to getting what he wanted, with or without her permission, so he would not have left. But she could not see him anywhere and could tell Damon's eyes were darting around too as she huddled against him. He most likely too was on high alert for the vampire.
She had been surprised that she had conceded to go to him but she had felt so scared and didn't want to die. She could not stand the thought of being responsible for the deaths of Damon's miracle babies. They all deserved to live no matter what the risk from the Originals intentions with them. Anything was better than being burned alive.
But she wasn't dead. She hadn't burned to death in the one place she had her fondest childhood memories.
Elena peeked up from Damon's chest to see the crumbling rafters burning and the beautiful strong lake house reduced to nothing but charring embers burning brightly against the dark cloudy sky. There was not even any rain when it looked like it was going to storm again. Just thick gray clouds billowing above and darkening as the smoke spread higher and higher.
Her hands clutched at Damon's torn and bloody shirt as she pulled her head back against him, not wanting to look at the destruction in front of her. She tried to gasp his name again but her throat felt so raw and sore and she could hardly suck in a deep breath of the hazy, smoke filled air around them.
It felt like time just stood still as he held her and rocked her in his arms, his lips now at the side of her head in her hair. His breath was by her ear as he just kept up his mantra that she was okay and he was there. Every time she heard it, felt the rumbling of his low voice against her skin, it calmed her fear from losing him or their babies more and more.
Elena heard a groaning and slowly turned her head to see that Stefan was rolling over onto his back from where Damon must have thrown him as he pushed them both out of the cabin before it fell down on top of them. He was still alive! Still fighting.
She opened her mouth to call to him but still nothing came out. Her throat was still too sore and so damaged from the wicked smoke that tried to seep into her any way it could and choke the life from her.
She saw Damon was already looking in the direction of his brother and saw him give Stefan a sympathetic smile before his eyes continued searching their surroundings likely for Klaus too. There was nowhere else they could run.
"Stefan, thank God. Are you okay?" she heard her love call out to him. She turned her head toward him more feeling the blood on Damon's chest sliding across her cheek not wanting to lose being so close to him even if she was laying against the blood that streaked his lean body.
She pulled her arms down from his neck to slide them across his bare chest and wiped more blood away before slipping both arms around his waist offering him her own comfort as well to the hell they had just faced.
"Elena!" Stefan called out weakly and she saw his head fall back as he closed his eyes in his own relief at seeing her safe in Damon's arms and not in the burning cabin.
"She's okay brother," Damon called out to him but still had not moved from where they were wrapped around each other in the grass off the back deck. "Can you move Stef? I carried you as far as I could but you need to get back further. There is no telling how much more the fire will destroy!"
He was motioning Stefan with his hand that was not under Elena's body, his eyes wide with more worry for their safety. She watched Stefan drag himself a few feet further away from the back deck onto the grass before his eyes fell shut again. She jerked in reaction and Damon calmed her quickly knowing what she was thinking.
"I can hear him breathing Elena. He just fainted. He is probably still so weak. I don't have any idea how else to help him," Damon all but whimpered and she knew his heart must be aching for his brother's pain.
Elena remembered Damon telling her the same thing about hearing Stefan breathing, what felt like years ago back in the tomb when her then boyfriend had been shot by the vervained bullets and collapsed to the ground. She had been clinging to Damon and saving him from a bullet so close to his heart then and very much unaware of how much that heart and that man would become to her in such a short time.
The fire felt hotter as it burned higher into the sky and she felt Damon stand shakily and carry her back more away from the heat of the blaze. He brought them right to the lakes edge, his legs nearly collapsing under him.
She sighed as she felt his hand over her face dripping cool, soothing water on her heated skin. She opened her mouth weakly and he scooped up more water to slowly drip it down her parched and painful throat.
"Ahh, Damon," came her mumbled cry, barely audible as she felt her voice finally cooperating with her. "You're here? I'm not dreaming?" Her eyes lifted up to his face as he dripped more water down her neck unbuttoning her shirt on her more to let the cool liquid sooth her sore skin. Then tugging the shirt up more, he spread water over her belly too. He lifted her leg and moved it till it was submerged in the shallow water at the edge of the lake.
She nearly hissed at the pain but he rested the whole bottom half of her leg in the water beside them to sooth her worst burns the fire had given her.
Damon kissed her head and smiled down at her. "I'm so sorry. I don't want to hurt you more," he whispered, his face pained seeing her with any kind of injuries. She was so glad he wasn't pushing her to take his blood again. Neither of them knew what that could do to her or their children.
She saw him turn with her still in his arms and lift her leg from the water enough to tear the jeans up her leg and he dripped a couple drops on of his blood onto her blistering, bubbly skin. The pain lessened quickly and she was glad.
"Of course I'm here baby. I'm real." He stroked down her cheek, his hand dipping back to the lake for more water. He spilled it gently between her breasts and down her stomach again before wiping more across her warm forehead, "You aren't getting rid of me that easily. Never."
He put his hands under her again, scooping her up and tried to stand, only to sink back onto the ground. She knew he must be feeling so weak. She looked up and traced the dark black lines on his skin that were creeping up his shoulder and saw them also curling around his chest to his heart. He tried again to get up with her in his arms and fell again growling in frustration and cursing himself.
"Damon, don't," she mumbled into his neck. "It's okay. Please honey. It's okay." She knew he was fighting so hard to get her safe and he had already done SO much. She knew offering him her blood he would reject in an instant too to protect her and the babies.
She sniffled, wiping her own face and pulled his head down to her, her eyes staring deeply into his. "Let him come."
She passed him a painful knowing glance. "Just hold me Damon. Kiss me," she whimpered wanting him to focus on her and nothing else.
She knew that they probably should still try to run, try to get away, but she could see Damon had nothing more left in him to keep going. He must have used so much of his strength just to get the massive beams off her and to get her and Stefan out of there.
Her love nodded slowly, and sank back down and she knew he was reluctantly accepting it, as hard at it would be to both of them. She smiled up at him, curling her hand behind his head in his hair and he leaned down and pressed his lips to hers, warm and tenderly but she could taste the ache in his heart in his kiss. She opened her own lips eagerly, hungry for him not caring that her throat hurt so much.
Damon's kisses made everything melt away and she welcomed his lips, her hands back up at his face, her fingers tangling in his sweat soaked hair. She pulled him down to her, kissing him like it was bringing her back to life. Her weak body responded to him and she swallowed a moan of his as she pulled harder on his dark curls at his neck.
"Elena," he groaned, releasing her lips to let her breath as she felt his hands caress her body, squeezing her soft curves between his fingers. His hands on her felt so good. She cupped his face, smearing more blood away from his cheeks and chin and kissed him with wild abandon. All she wanted was to be with him right now, right till the moment Klaus took her. None of them looked like they had anything left in them to stop him. He had won.
She pulled back from his swollen lips and gazed up in his amazing blue eyes, watching his dark lashes brush lightly against the skin under them. He stared back at her with the same rapt intensity, want and desire laced with pain, and the ache of losing her. They both knew what was coming.
"What baby?" he breathed in her ear, his voice smooth and silky like a ribbon of melted chocolate.
She felt tears pooling at her own lashes as she swallowed back her fear, to just soak in this time with him. They needed this.
She parted her lips and smiled at him as he stroked her cheek. "I'm...happy," she whispered almost into his own mouth, their lips were so close. "Right now, in this moment...with you."
Elena saw him fight to hold back more tears but another lone one slid unbidden down his cheek to his lips. "I love you so much angel," he murmured, his lips caressing her skin by her ear.
A sob forced its way up her throat and she smiled against his cheek, rubbing hers to his. "I love you too Damon. More than I ever dreamed I would love anyone." She closed her eyes again, blocking out the fire as she heard more rustling and what sounded like footsteps coming closer.
Opening her eyes she saw Damon cringing as tears slipped down his cheeks and he shut his own eyes to blink them away. They both knew who was there. She could not mistake the way Damon's muscles suddenly clenched, his one hand covering her stomach and his babies as she lifted her head more to see him staring straight ahead at that someone.
His heart, just under her head was slamming harder against the wall of his chest and she heard him suck in a gasping breath. "Klaus," he hissed out venomously.
She squinted ahead of them to see the dark figure of the man wanting to take everything she loved away from her. He was standing a ways back from them, his figure tall and strong, with the fire blazing behind him making his silhouette look black against the brightness of the flames.
Elena felt Damon's hold on her tighten and he bent his head down to hers, his cheek against her own and she watched his eyes flash with fear and anger as another tear slipped down his cheek. She could see the flames reflecting in his almost black eyes, as he curled her more into his body, his arms going all the way around her, his one hand over her head and the other around her side, like he was hiding as much of her from the Originals sight as he could.
"Damon," Klaus said smoothly, his voice calm and even like he knew he had won but he holding back on any kind of gloating. He looked almost sad. The blonde vampire turned and was watching the one thing that protected her from him crashing into itself as it burned behind him before he turned back to them.
"It's time," he whispered and Elena buried her head deeper again Damon's chest, her arms tight around his waist. No, no, no, she thought shutting her eyes again and just blocking it all out as she treasured just being in the arms of her lover till the last moment.
Bonnie's POV
Bonnie Bennett had run as fast as her feet had carried her through the forest and took a straight shot toward the spot Damon had pointed to where he said Elijah would be. She had not run into any more vampires anywhere along the way and she did not know if she would have the strength to fight them off if she had.
Her cute little baby doll top was torn by the sleeves and her jeans had stains on them. She cursed wearing clunky heels but had not thought to change at all before racing hell bent to save her friends when she screamed her car out of the Mystic Grill parking lot late that night.
She skidded to a stop as she saw a prone body just laying in the grass ahead of her. "Elijah!" she gasped out so thankful to have found him and fell to her knees in front of him. She curled back up in shock seeing his skin so ashen and veiny!
Was he dead? He couldn't be! Damon was clear that nothing could kill him except a weapon his father had she thought she heard him say.
Looking closer she saw that it was not a stake in him at all, but a dagger. Possibly just like one the grimoire had described. It looked ornate and old and solid iron and curled into spirals at the handle. She looked down at him again and grabbed the dagger in both hands and pulled hard, tearing it from his chest. She had no idea if it was too late at all or if someone taking the dagger out would reverse things.
She felt a powerful spell attached to the dagger as she held it in her hands and she fell back onto the ground as images assaulted her mind in rapid succession.
She saw a woman with long flowing blonde hair standing at the doorway to a cavern and she was speaking in hushed tones to the woman beside her. Bonnie could not make out what they were saying but she could see the woman hold up a long sword that glinted in the sunlight. Then the woman spoke louder, clearer.
"We need make sure that Niklaus cannot awaken that power in him. He will more powerful than all of us." She looked around like someone could be listening. The other women nodded quickly to her as she mixed blood and it looked like other things in a bowl she was leaning over and swirled the tip of the sword in the mixture. She could see the moonstone as the woman also swirled it in the blood. "We need to create a balance for him. He needs a force for good to combat the evil if he ever finds out about his power and finds away to unleash it."
Bonnie's eyes were wide, her face scrunched up in concentration at all she was hearing. The witches created something to override Klaus' power? There was something stronger than him, even as an Original?
She was blinking fast as the vision showed the two women holding hands and chanting their hands both on the sword between them and the moonstone that was dripping with blood. She listened harder but could not make out anything that was said.
Then they nodded to each other and looked around like they were being watched. "Hurry and hide them Ayana," the woman with the long blonde hair said quickly handing her the sword and the shiny white rock which must have sealed the spell. "He will be awake soon. He can never discover his power."
She wrapped up the grimoire too. "I hid the page too. No one else can reveal it and knows its meaning and I will bury this too," she indicated of the grimoire. "If he never finds it he will never discover the secret. As long as it doesn't endanger her life...'she' will be his anchor to good."
Bonnie nearly jumped out of her skin as she felt a hand on her arm and the vision just dissipated to nothing in front of her. No wait! She shut her eyes tight again wanting the vision to come back. She! A balance to his power. Anchor for good?
She opened her eyes at the insistent feel of someone pulling on her to see Elijah sitting straight up, his expression pure shock! He let out a gasping breath and looked around wildly. Bonnie's eyes were as wide as his as she gripped his arm. "Elijah! Oh my God I thought you were dead," she cried out.
His eyes darted all over as she watched him jump to his feet. "Niklaus? Where? What happened?"
She stood up fast too and looked off into the distance. The fire at the cabin looked higher and stronger, just licking up at the dark sky. Damon had to have gotten Elena out of there. She knew what she had seen in her vision of Elena this morning but she sent up a silent prayer that he had gotten there in time despite how hopeless it had looked to her. Seeing Elena screaming and crying for Damon as things crashed and shattered around her had been terrifying to see, let alone live through.
Bonnie pointed to the cabin far off on the horizon and saw Elijah's eyes widen more. "Elena is in trouble," her voice rose in her panic. She held up the dagger and he took it from her. "I pulled this out of you. You were pale like the dead. I had no idea just taking it out would revive you. We need to hurry!" Bonnie was already tugging on his arm. "Damon just raced to the cabin. Elena is trapped in the fire I just know it and Klaus must be closing in if he almost killed you!"
Elijah ran his hand over his face and straightened his shirt seemingly unaware of her need to hurry. He looked like his mind was racing but his body was moving much to slowly for her liking. "Yes we fought and I thought I had him. I had used my witches to give me a protection spell from any and all wood. But he was still thinking ahead of me and I had no idea there was a weapon that could make me like I was dead! How... how did he know?"
Bonnie pulled on him again, knowing they did not have much time. "We found a book Elijah. A grimoire. Klaus had it and it explained about a dagger that could be made from the sword that turned you all into vampires so long ago. I just had a vision of two women plotting to hide the sword and the grimiore so Klaus could never find it. The one woman called the other one Ayana."
"Ayana was my mother's friend, a witch just like she was." Elijah stated matter of factly, his face took on a puzzled look at all she was saying. "You saw Ayana in your head?"
She nodded at him. So the other woman must have been the Original mother, Bonnie thought. "They were talking about a she that would balance Klaus' power if he ever discovered how to break his curse and a way to release his hybrid power."
Then her eyes went as wide as saucers and she fell against the nearest tree.
"Caroline!" she gasped out. She was the balance! They hid the page and no one else could reveal it. Was the witch Ayana a Bennett witch too? The page only revealed itself to her and Caroline!
She looked up to see more confusion on the Original face and nodded slowly too him.
"Caroline IS Klaus' balance. She can control him!" she burst out. That sounded crazy. "I saw her before look like she could compel him Elijah. She could stop him from hurting Elena. We have to go, before its too late!"
She grabbed his arm again and he turned back to face her, his eyes wide with still so much confusion at what he had all heard in the last few minutes. "You need to run, vampire fast and find Caroline. She has a power to defeat Klaus. She is trapped in his SUV and she can't get out. He compelled her to stay there."
Her eyes were as wide as his as she pointed again. "She is just by the edge of that field by the cabin, tucked almost in the trees. You get her out of there and to your brother and maybe we can stop him!"
Elijah was nodding at all this and then looked back at her. "What about you? Or Elena?"
Bonnie shook her head. "Just get Caroline out of there and then get to Elena. Damon could have her safe by now, but not from Klaus. No one is safe from him. But if Caroline can stop him..."
He nodded once more and then took off and blurred his way across the woods. She leaned down to catch her breath again, her hands on her knees before she took off at a run toward the cabin hoping they all were not too late…
Damon's POV
Damon watched Klaus walk slowly closer to them. They were trapped between him the lake. But he knew even if he had managed to get her away from the cabin that he was no match for the Originals strength. He had nothing left in him and he could feel the poison seeping deeper into his body again.
He was so thankful that the blood mixture had worked at least for that short while like Klaus said it would. The bastard actually told the truth. He would have still been struggling with the beams in the cabin if it wasn't for that and he would have died with his family in there.
"Get away from us!" he growled at the blonde vampire, feeling Elena holding onto him tighter as he struggled to his feet and stood up shakily stepping onto the edge of the dock. It rocked gently under the pressure of their weight as he backed up more with her clinging to his neck.
Klaus stood still not moving more forward, likely from knowing that they had nowhere to run. He lifted his hands up and reached into his jacket and Damon's eyes went wide seeing him pulling out the vial of his blood.
Damon could see Stefan again moving and he was so glad to see he was still fighting. He knew he had left him with a few cups of Elijah's blood so he would have been feeling some strength return from that, but he doubted it last long. He could see the black veins curling around his brother's head, around his eyes looking like they were headed to his brain to kill him. His heart hurt so much for his brother's pain.
"My little witchy concoction is wearing off on you isn't it," he looked right in Damon's eyes. Klaus leaned down and laid the vial on the ground just in the grass before the dock. "It's yours Damon. Just come with me. I won't hurt her, I promise."
Damon saw Stefan looking up at him and then down at the vial on the ground.
The cure was right there.
He turned back down to Elena again to see her coughing against his chest. He knew she must have inhaled far too much smoke. Her and the babies needed help. He still did not risk giving her his blood. He looked back toward the Original, hating that he was even asking him for anything.
"She needs help Klaus! She inhaled so much smoke. It could kill her and my babies!" His face reflected the absolute hate he had for him that this was all his fault. "If she dies then you get nothing. None of us do," he spit at him like the words and his tone were covered in acid.
He watched his enemy just leave the vial of his blood on the ground and then step onto the dock toward them. Damon growled, his eyes yellow warning him to stay back. But he had been backed right into a corner so to speak with nothing but water on all sides of them.
Damon pulled her back more from Klaus and deeper into his arms as he heard her coughing again and her breath sounded like it was wheezing out of her and her heartrate sped up!
"Elena!" he called out shaking her feeling her head fall back in his arms. Ignoring the man in front of him he shook her gently again "Baby, you need to stay awake. Please for me. Just keep breathing." He kissed her head tenderly.
"Damon," she breathed out. "It hurts. My chest hurts. I can hardly breathe," she whimpered, clutching his neck tighter. She coughed again harder and then Damon nearly cried out seeing blood at her lips. Oh god no!
"Damn it! She needs a hospital Klaus! Just let us go so I can save her." He fell back down, the weight of her in his arms just too much for his weak and dying body. His eyes widened and looked pleadingly at the Original that was nearly halfway up the dock toward them.
Damon back them up more, holding her tight in his arms, his head down by hers whispering over and over to her that she needed to keep breathing. He heard her heart speeding up more and it scared him to death. "NO baby! You need to fight!" He lifted his head and shook it back and forth trying to think and finally ripped into his wrist and brought it to her lips.
"No!" Klaus screamed at him. "Don't Damon, I did the spell and even I don't know what vampire blood could do to her or the babies!"
"Well I can't just do fucking nothing!" he spat back at him. "I can't let her die!"
Klaus lifted his arms to him. "Let me take her..."
"Not on your fucking life," Damon snarled before he even heard what he had said. "I don't trust you! I will NEVER trust you!"
His voice dropped to barely a whisper as he glared daggers at him. "Heal me Klaus. And I'll will get her to the hospital. Let me save her, please!"
"No way! I don't trust you to heal you either!" Klaus hissed right back.
Damon cradled her head in his hands as he shook her gently again to make sure she stayed awake before his gaze snapped back up. "I'm not just going to let her die! She needs to get out of here!" His eyes widened as he saw his brother.
"Wait." His mind was racing. "Heal Stefan. That way you still have me needing the cure. Stefan can get her the help she needs. He saw his brothers wide stare at him hearing what he had said. He nodded calmly at him before turning back to Klaus. "Keep me hostage right here and let Stefan save her life."
He saw Klaus looking back and forth between the two brothers as Damon's eyebrow raised at Stefan. He shut his eyes in concentration.
If this works...the second you get healed brother, you take her and you run and you do NOT look back! Get her safe and away from this monster.
He saw Stefan's eyes widen in shock and he knew he must have heard him. Thank God the connection had worked then!
Promise me Stefan! Take her and run! I don't care if he kills me for betraying him. You get my family the hell out of here! You find a way to compel her to forget me if you have to! Promise me?!
He saw Stefan fighting tears in his eyes as he nodded slowly at him looking like he could hardly believe what he had just said. Damon did not even know himself. It just all came out in a wave of desperation to protect her and his children.
Klaus was eying him so cautiously and Damon hardly dared to breath not wanting to give away anything as he watched the vampire with his head down look like he was thinking about the offer.
"Okay. Okay Damon. You promise to stay here...and I will heal your brother. Right here, right now."
Damon let out a sigh of relief as he saw Klaus turn around and walk back to Stefan. He nuzzled his head against hers, just mumbling more soothing words and making sure she knew she had to fight, for them, for their children, their future.
Her heart rate was still so fast and he was terrified that her lack of oxygen could harm their babies! He found more strength in him and stood back up with her in his arms and started walking down the dock toward his brother and Klaus. "Hang in there baby. I'm getting you help. Don't give up on me."
She struggled to speak her eyes red and teary. "Don't make me leave you behind Damon," she cried. "I can't forget you, I can't ever!"
Damon realized she had heard his pleas to Stefan too and he just nuzzled his head into hers again. "It will be okay Lanie. I promise you."
She was choking on her breath again and coughed up more blood. "No Damon, please," she begged him holding his neck so tightly as he kept shushing her.
The Original was more than halfway back to the edge of the water when he turned around. "I'm not stupid Damon. I will snap your neck and go with your brother to make sure you boys don't try anything again. And then I will come back for you once she is not at any more risk of dying."
Damon's heart sunk knowing his still could not outsmart him and have Stefan just run away with her. But right now all he was thinking about was making sure she and his babies were okay.
"I'll go with you Klaus," he called out as more tears slipped down his cheeks. "As long as I can protect her, be with her," he forced the words past his lips, terrified of their ramifications in all their lives.
He stared hard at the 1000 year old vampire in front of him and swallowed his fear. "I'll let you take us for what you need. I WILL trust you as long as you and Stefan get her help now and fast. I promise!"
He hung his head in defeat thinking of nothing but her life at this moment. Not their future or the risk of his children with Klaus or anything else just her very life that was fading in his arms. "Just please help her now and I promise I wont fight you to take us."
He saw Klaus looking at him in disbelief but nodding at him in his admission that Klaus had won. He was dead serious that he would keep his promise. He just needed her to be okay. She had to be okay. His babies had to be okay.
He turned back to her and kissed her forehead, praying he had not just made the worst decision of their lives when there was a loud crashing sound from inside the still burning cabin as the last of the roof fell and explosion rocked the wood under his feet as the dock swished back and forth violently.
Damon's spread his legs to keep his balance, his gut felt the panic before it happened just sensing something and he spun around to keep Elena behind him as an even bigger explosion ripped apart the last of the cabin!
The blast shook the ground more, ripping trees that were near the house up from their roots and then wood pieces from the whole back deck and anything left of the cabin raining down on everyone in the backyard as the explosion tore apart the deck into hundreds of sharp stakes!
He heard Stefan scream in pain and he shut his eyes, his arms all the way around her behind him away from the shards of wood soaring through the sky like arrows hungry to sink into any flesh they could. Like they had a mind of their own and knew the death and destruction they could cause in seconds to all the vampires in their path.
Damon heard Elena's own terror filled voice as he cried out and felt wood slamming into his back and his legs and one hit the back of his neck and another his shoulder before he felt himself falling and falling.
He let go of her in an instant to not pull her down with him as he felt the air whooshing by his face to be met with a splash and then nothing by inky darkness overtook him.
"Elena!" He screamed her name one last time before he felt nothing. Nothing but sharp pain all over his body as he sunk under the water.