AN: Thank you to some guest reviewers! I'm starting this chapter Thursday night, but I probably won't post it tonight because Vampire Diaries is on! The cliffhanger killed me! Anyways, hope you like this chapter! Disclaimer: It says it all in the word "disclaimer"… ONE MORE THING! Because you all are awesome, I'm going to make you all read a short, funny story about what I have to go through in my house:
Me: *Watching a Dalaric video. Sees brother come along and quickly turns screen*
Brother: What?
Me: Nothing…
Brother: *Runs over and sees screen* So… it's a fan video on Dalaric. Is he an embarrassing character or something?
Me: It's not just one character… it's two…
Brother: So…
Me: It's also a pairing. Like love pairing.
Brother: I don't get what the big deal is…
Me: They're both guys…
Brother: THAT'S DIGSUSTING, MELODY! *Leaves room*
No one in my house understands…
Sorry, had to share that… Also, someone named DMZNumber1Turnout (I hope that's right) asked me why I didn't post this as a slash fic. She asked me if I was against gay pairings, but obviously I'm not. I watch the videos. XD But there's three reasons this isn't a slash: 1.) As you can see, no one in my family really goes for that kind of thing and if one happened to read it, I didn't want anyone in my family to see that I write about two guys. They'd think I'm weird… 2.) I sort of wanted to keep the characters as they really are in the series. That's why Stefan and Elena are together. This also means Damon and Alaric are not. 3.) For the readers. I definitely don't want to bring up the whole "gay rights" idea, so don't rant about it in the comments, but some people feel uncomfortable with it, and their friendship pairing is a lot more common and popular, so I went with that.
Alaric's Point of View

Alaric stared at Damon whose eyes were actually wide with fear. He tried to sit up, but Alaric pushed him back down. "Calm down," Alaric ordered gently.
"What's he doing here?" Damon panted.
"He wants to help," Alaric explained sadly.
"Tell him I say no thank you," Damon said, not glancing at Stefan. Alaric's heart broke with Damon's genuine fear.
"It's okay," Alaric said gently. "It's Stefan. He has his humanity back."
"How do you know it's not a trick?" Damon asked, but the fear in his eyes had begun to fade.
"I just do. I trust him. Plus, he helped me wake you up when you weren't responding."
Damon glanced at Stefan. The hurt and betrayal in his eyes was present, and Alaric glanced at Stefan and saw guilt in the depths of his eyes.
"I'm so sorry, Damon," Stefan said, his voice breaking. "You could have died because of me."
"Might I remind you that the only reason I'm still here today is because of you." Alaric glanced at Damon in surprise. He had expected Damon to yell, but he seemed to understand now. "And I'm not just talking about the cure."
Stefan walked over to Damon. "I owed it to you."
"You didn't owe me anything!" Damon hissed back. "How are you here anyway?"
Stefan looked away. "Klaus let me come for two days."
Damon scoffed. "Klaus just let you come here for two days just out of the goodness of his heart? How stupid do you think I am? What did you give in return, Stefan?"
"Two years." Alaric watched as Damon shook his head.
"What? No! Stefan, why do you always have to be the hero?" All the yelling set Damon to a coughing fit and Alaric put his hand on Damon's shoulder. He poured another glass of blood and once Damon was done, put the glass up to his mouth and had him drink.
"You need to take it easy," Alaric warned him.
"It's kind of hard to when Stefan is being a complete idiot," Damon said, his voice hoarse. Alaric had him take another drink.
"I know you don't think I made the right choice, but I did," Stefan defended himself.
"What are we going to tell Elena, Stefan?" Damon asked him. "How are we going to tell her? She hates me enough already without knowing I just added two years to your time. And before you say anything, we are going to tell her, no arguments."
Stefan looked away. "Elena can't know."
"You don't think she won't be counting down the days until you come back? Stefan, two years may not be a long time for us, but Elena is human. Twelve years total, is a very long time for her."
"How can I tell her?" Stefan asked.
"You're on your own on that one."
Stefan got up from where he was kneeling. "Let me see how your wounds are healing." Alaric helped Damon as he lifted up his shirt. The areas that had stakes coming out of them when Alaric saved him were the areas that were healing the worst. "The blood has definitely been helping, but there is still room for improvement," Stefan observed.
Alaric sighed silently to himself. When was this finally going to end? He wondered. Alaric poured Damon another glass of blood and poured it into Damon's mouth. "How strong do you feel?" he asked him.
"I think strong enough to pour myself my own drink," he snapped, giving Alaric a look. And he shot his hands up in surrender.
Stefan laughed quietly.
"What?" Alaric demanded.
"It's like watching an old married couple," he said laughing.
"What's this?" Damon asked sarcastically. "Do I actually here Stefan laughing?"
Stefan licked his lips and looked embarrassed. "I laugh," he said as a matter of factually.
Alaric looked at him. "Not that much."
Stefan raised his eyebrows at Alaric. "You don't have any room to talk."
Damon nodded. "He's right. I think I'm the only one here that knows how to have fun."
"And you're always the one who gets himself into all this trouble," Alaric pointed out. "Which I don't think is a coincidence."
"Alaric,"
Alaric turned around and saw Elena coming through the door. Then, he realized that Stefan was here. Thinking quickly, he ran over to Elena and blocked Stefan from her view.
"Alaric?" Elena looked at him suspiciously. She tried to look passed him, but he moved in her way each time.
Giving up, she sighed. "Alaric, what's going on?"
"Look, I'm about to show you something and you have to promise to not freak out or do anything stupid."
Elena gave him a puzzled look. It held, when suddenly her eyes went wide. "Oh, god no!" she put her hand to her mouth. "Damon!"
For just a moment he was puzzled, before he understood. "What? No! He's not dead. Actually this isn't even about Da-"
"Well is he okay?" Elena asked.
"Who?"
"Damon!"
Alaric nodded. "Uh… he's getting better," he explained quickly, rushing to get to the point. "But look, you see S-"
Without warning, Elena pushed past Alaric. "Damon!" she called for him. Alaric still had his back turned, but he could tell when Elena's eyes fell on Stefan. For there was a loud yell.
"YOU!"

Sorry, this chapter was really dry. It's actually my second to last one. Surprise! XD I totally didn't even notice where I was at in this. Sorry, I know it seems like my heart isn't in it as much, but trust me, it is. I've been so stuck though! I have some ideas, but I'd love to take more! 3 Oh, and if it goes past one more chapter, that's fine. :D