Hey! Hope everyone's having a great weekend! Decided to post a 2nd chap this week bc I wrote some last night, so here ya go! Enjoy! Please Review!

Chapter 14: It's okay to Feel

Damon walked around the waiting room, having just given the girl to the hospital staff. They had told him to wait around, that an officer would be coming to speak to him. He'd been waiting for about two minutes when he decided to leave. Just as he got up, a cop, who looked like he'd eaten a few too many donuts, came over to him.

"You the young man who brought the child in?" He asked, his voice rough and deep. Damon nodded. "How did you find her?"

"I was walking by the road when I saw the car flip and went over to help." He replied, already annoyed. He heard the officer scribbling on a piece of paper. He didn't even understand why he stayed to talk to the officer in the first place.

""Uh Huh. And you say that the parents were dead when you got there?" Damon nodded once again. He watched as the officer scribbled down more notes on his pad of paper. "All right. Well thank you for bringing the girl in, although I doubt it will do her any good, Mr?"

"Salvatore, Damon Salvatore." Damon replied. "And why won't it help?"

"From the way the doctors are talking, sounds like the girl won't survive the night. Poor kid, first losing her parents, and now dying young…" The cop said. "Well, thank you for cooperating Mr. Salvatore." Damon nodded once again, shaking the officer's outstretched hand.

Damon watched as the cop walked off. He was about to leave, when he found himself thinking of the little girl, and what the cop said about her dying young… Damon knew about dying young. He was a little over twice her age when he was killed and became a vampire. He knew it was for the best though, a child living without her parents would kill her anyways. He barely survived with his mother, since his father disapproved of him so much. He turned to look at the front door of the hospital when he heard a family come in. It looked like a mother, father, son and daughter, the daughter and mother, crying. He wondered what they were here for. He watched as they headed to the front desk.

"Is there any news on Alexis?" The man asked the receptionist. She stood up.

"I'm sorry Mr. Gilbert, the doctors don't think she'll survive the night." She replied, and Damon watched as the little girl cried.

"No! What do you mean? You have to save Lexi!" She cried out, only to be shushed by her father.

"You can wait in the waiting room until she is out of surgery, and then you can go in with her. " The receptionist said, the father nodding. She came out from behind the desk, and led them to the waiting room.

Damon couldn't help but feel for them, his first feelings in a while. He had blocked most of them out… The way the girl had cried, like her heart had just broken into a million tiny pieces, got to Damon and he growled in frustration, knowing what he was going to do.

Damon slipped into the back easily. He walked down the hall, hearing the surgeons talking about the girl. He knew that they were about done with her and would leave the room soon. He waited about ten minutes, until they left and he went into the room.

He looked down at the girl, seeing her pale completion. He knew just by looking at her that she wasn't going to survive. They had her hooked up to a machine, helping her to breathe. He shook his head and rolled his eyes, wondering why he was even bothering doing this, when he bit into his wrist. He watched as blood began to drip from it, he opened her mouth, pushing the machine over a little bit, and placed it in her mouth. He waited until he knew that she would survive, and pulled his wrist out. He looked back at the girl and shook his head once more… Not being able to figure out why he felt the need to save her.

Damon walked around the halls, he couldn't believe that she was the same little girl he had saved. No wonder he'd had a moment with her… He shook his head. He didn't understand what was so special about her. Feeling the need to help her then, and now the need to help her again. He punched the wall, growling in frustration. And now, with Stefan and Elena bugging him about her… he would have to turn his feelings off, there was no other option, he had to do it.

Damon walked back into Alexis' room, she was still asleep. Elena and Stefan sat by the window, quietly talking, most likely about him he mused. They turned to look at him as he closed the door. Elena stood up and walked over to him.

"Damon-"

"Save it." He snapped, cutting her off. He really wasn't in the mood to talk to her, let alone hear any apologies. "I'm here to start my shift. You guys can go home now."

"Damon, I'm not leaving Lexi." She replied, like it was the most obvious thing in the world.

"Fine then, I'll go." He said and turned to leave. Elena grabbed his arm and he turned back around. "What?" He snapped.

"Damon, I'm sorry. I shouldn't've pushed you like that." She said, watching his face, trying to see any emotion on it. Sadly, he had his mask firmly in place.

"You're right, you shouldn't have." He replied, pulling his arm out of her grasp. "Now, unless you two are leaving, I've got somewhere to be."

"Damon. Don't do this." Elena said, her brown eyes pleading with him to stay.

"Do what Elena?"

"Don't shut me out. Don't pretend like you don't feel. I know better than that. I-"

"You don't know me as well as you think." He growled, cutting her off. "I have no feelings, I'm a vampire, or did you forget?"

"Damon-"

"No, just because Stefan likes to pretend that he's not a vampire, that he's just a regular teenager, doesn't mean that I do." He said and walked out. Elena turned to face Stefan, a look of determination on her face.

"Stefan, I-""Go, I'll stay here and keep watch over her." He said, knowing that Elena wanted to go talk to Damon.

"Thank you." She replied and walked out.

Elena ran down the hall, spotting Damon walking out of the hospital. She ran towards the exit, opening the door and walking up to him. She didn't want to make him run off, knowing full well that he probably wanted to. Damon turned around, immediately sensing her behind him.

"Damon, please talk to me." She pleaded.

"What do you want me to say Elena? That I like a girl, who's parents I killed?" He asked, his eyes daring her to say something. "Like that would ever work out. Here let me start the conversation.. Hey Alexis, I wanted to tell you I'm a vampire and I caused your parents' crash. Oh and I also killed them by sucking the life out of them." He snapped.

"Damon-" Elena began, only to once again be cut off by Damon.

"No Elena, just don't." He said. He shook his head, looking up at the stars in the sky. Next thing he knew, he felt Elena hug him. He looked down at her, wondering why the hell she was hugging him.

"It's okay to feel, Damon." She said, and he took a deep breath. She looked up into his eyes. "I know you don't think so but trust me, it's okay." She let go of him, and smiled up at him. "I'll call you tomorrow, when Stefan and I are ready to leave… That is, unless you are going to stay?" She asked, getting no response. "I figured as much. Goodnight Damon." She said and headed back into the hospital, leaving Damon alone with his thoughts.