Chapter three – Damon.

Dreadful thoughts rushed around in Damon's mind as he ran into the blood smelling hospital. He couldn't believe that the time of Elena turning into a vampire had come around so quick. Well, he knew the time would come eventually, but just not so fast. He couldn't decide whether he liked this or not. He liked the fact that Elena would be the same speed as him and she would probably be easier to turn to his side over Stephan's…. On the other hand, he would miss the sound of her heart beating as he touched her, and the helpless human she was when she wanted to help sort a vampire problem.

He burst through the hospital door only to get a flood of the smell of blood and then he paused and took his thoughts back to the last time he spoke to the human Elena. Even though it was over the phone and not in person he could still remember every word she said. He had a good memory like that.

I love him, Damon.

As soon as she had said this it was like the pain from a dagger to his heart, only this time it didn't heal itself.

He came into my life at a time when I needed someone and I fell for him instantly. No matter what I feel for you I… I never unfell for him.

That feeling that had been in the back of his head, even though there was that hope that she would fall for him, that feeling of knowing her choice would be Stefan was there all the time. As much as Damon tried to dismiss this, it managed to crawl back every time he thought about the decision she was yet to make. It was Stefan. Always had been, always will be. Story of his life… His long, useless life.

I can't think about always. All I can think about is right now and I care about you Damon, which is why I have to let you go.

Elena's voice started to shake and Damon could tell instantly that she was about to break down in tears. But as usual she was trying to be the strong one and not show her weakness. He couldn't help a single tear flow down his cheek and make its way to his lips where he quickly wiped it away and tried to stay as strong as he could given the situation.

Maybe if you and I had met first…

But that was the thing. They had met first. Of course Elena didn't remember this because Damon had wiped her memory after their encounter. Damon felt as if his insides were tearing apart and he didn't think it was possible, but his heart broke just that tiny bit more. He was so close to breaking down, however after all these years he had mastered controlling his feelings when he needed to and now used that skill so no one else could see what was really going on in his mind.

You're going to be ok. You hear me? You're going to be fine and I'm going to see you soon.

Little did Elena know that there was a chance that she wasn't going to see him soon because as he turned around upon him stood Alaric and at that moment he remembered fear spreading across his whole body, and at that moment… He was ready to give up.

Damon didn't try hard to fight off Alaric because as far as he knew there was no point in living and there was a chance that he was going to end up dead in about an hour anyway, unless Klaus was lying. Although he tried hard on concentrating on fighting off Klaus, he couldn't take his mind off of Elena. He'd said his goodbye and there was nothing more he could do.

Suddenly Damon's mind came back to the reality of the situation he found himself in; stood in the middle of the hallway in the Mystic Falls Hospital. He thought a bit more about how clueless he was as to what was going on and why Alaric had fallen to his death in his arms only an hour or so ago. Elena couldn't be dead. She just couldn't. Not yet, not ever.

Whizzing through the hospital, Damon was in desperate need to find Elena, just to stop all of the horrible thoughts from repeating their selves in his head. Everything was in perfect clear vision for him and he could see everyone and everything around him and finally found a familiar face: Meredith.

"Where is she?!" He stormed past her with every bit of energy he had left in him. "Where is she?!"

Meredith tried to stop Damon as much as she could, but he resisted.

"No, Damon. Wait! You need to know when Jeremy brought her in here earlier her injuries were worse than I led on."

Damon had full concentration on what Meredith was saying now and listened as carefully as he could. Meredith continued with a sense of tension in her voice as she explained what had actually happened to Elena.

"It wasn't a concussion, it was a cerebral hemorrhage, bleeding on the brain."

Damon's faced screwed up as what Meredith had just said went through his head again and again. He tried to make sense of it all, but was still slightly confused.

"What are you saying?" Damon croaked out trying to sound as normal as he could.

"I was so worried I didn't want to tell anyone. I helped her, she needed my help."

He couldn't believe it. Rooted to the ground, Damon felt he was unable to move because of the shock he was in. Unfortunately, as much as he wanted this to not be happening, it was and he had to go and face Elena sooner or later. So he made his way slowly to the ward where she lay as still as a cold stone statue, looking like she didn't have a care in the world. She was so peaceful, yet she had yet to know the crazy and adventurous journey that lay in the road ahead. It took Damon a while to realise that Stefan was stood across from him with tears in his eyes. Stay strong, Damon was telling himself… Stay strong… She had made her choice. She chose Stefan and now it's time for him to start a fresh. He could move on now. This was his time to find the one… It was his time…

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