Tyler

He felt trapped, a prisoner in his own body. Consciously thinking but watching his movements from the inside, unable to react. The flashes were brief and unimportant, glimpses into his life, only lived by another but he knew something sinister was going on, far deeper that any one could imagine. Conversations dragged on, always building up to something before he was blocked out, senses withheld, his consciousness drowning in darkness. Someone had invaded his body, but somehow his mind had stay active, in some ways that made it worse.

Elena

She lay awake, restlessly staring at the ceiling. Even the strong arms wrapped around her hadn't done much to cease her anxiety. She felt him stir, praying he would stay asleep. She didn't want to answer his questions. She untangled himself from him, edging slowly out the room, she knew that without her heartbeat, if she stayed silent and he stayed asleep he would never know she was gone. She did not worry about him waking up, he never slept deeper than when he was with her.

She edged slowly into the basement where the blood was kept, rummaging through the fridge before ripping open a bag to calm her hunger. She went to leave, rubbing her arms to fight to cold. She heard a whisper of air, the telltale signs of a vampire. She quickened her pace before she felt herself being slammed into the wall, face pressed against the cold stone. She felt herself spin around, one hand clasped around her throat lifting her against the wall. Her dark eyes met a pair of even that she had seen showing every emotion. Love. Hurt. Pain. Laughter. And now hatred.

"Stefan." she managed to choke out but it came out sounding strangled, barely recognisable.

His eyes darkened, veins emerging, fangs slicing. Empty blood bags littered the room. She fought futilely, legs making contact but with no real consequence. How could she fight? Stefan was older, stronger and no as it seemed, on a blood high. She felt her head being smashed against the wall repeatedly before a wooden stake pierced her stomach. Her vision greyed, her mind trying to work through the fog of pain.

"He was my brother Elena." he growled at her before pulling the stake out slightly before ramming it back into her. "You chose my own brother over me. That's not the part that hurts though." his voice stoic. He laughed dryly.

Her mind was clear for just a second, enough to make sense of this. Stefan was jealous, he had been since Elena has woken up in the hospital, but his latest blood binge had pushed him over the edge, heightening his emotions. The blood enabled him to feel the pain so strongly he has switched. His emotions were gone. He could pierce her heart with that stake without a second thought.

She arched her back in agony as he twisted the stake in her gut.

"I could stake you right now." his eyes flashing with anger before darkening. "But then my brother would hunt me down and rip my heart out himself and I plan on living. Dying isn't something I want just yet.

His eyes flashing he ripped the stake out before stabbing her slightly higher than before. Her vision was almost gone, the pain too intense. He leaned forward his voice malicious. His arms around her neck.

"This won't kill you permanently but it will sure as hell feel good." Before she had time to process what he had said he snapped her neck with a careless jerk of his wrist, sudden blackness swallowing her.

Damon

He woke abruptly, eyes shooting open to see blackness, his face buried in a pillow. He stretched his arms to pull Elena close to him but his hands grasped nothing but empty sheets. Panic shot through him as he tried to figure out what had woken him. His thought process interrupted by a loud crack than rang through the silent house. He was up in seconds, heading downstairs, panic clawing at his heart. He ran dead into Stefan, who's eyes were cold and hard. He say a smirk appear on his face.

"She won't be in the mood for conversation tonight." Stefan grimaced, eyes widening in glee as Damon shoved him against the wall, pinning him there by the throat. His intents to snap his brother's neck was interrupted by Caroline's scream. It wasn't a scream like there was a spider in her room. It was a scream full of pain and fear.

"Damon!" He dropped his brother to the ground before speeding down to the basement.

The scene in front of him froze his heart. Caroline was sobbing, cradling a body in her arms, blood staining her clothes. Her neck was bent at an unnatural angle. Unable to move, he just sank to his knees staring at Elena's body in Caroline's arms. He met the Blonde's eyes, sharing in their silent pain. He was shocked to him senses as he rushed forwards, taking Elena is his arms, he knew she would wake up, but this scene was too realistic, she was too silent and pale. It scared him senseless. His shaking hands stroked her hair away from her ashen face. Caroline sat a few feet away, leaning against the wall, eyes closed shaking uncontrollably.

Their silent misery was interrupted by people rushing into the room.

"Care? You scream-" Jeremy was cut short by his sister's lifeless body on the floor. His reaction was similar to Damon's. Freezing up before collapsing to the floor, staring. He rushed forward cupping Elena's face, his face as pale as hers. He leant back to sit with Caroline. His face in shock.

He watched Bonnie freeze. She didn't rush to see her best friend, she merely stood there, watching the others.

He watched as Tyler burst into the room, catching sight of Elena and the scene playing out around them. He immediately went to Caroline, taking her in his arms, rocking her gently and murmuring soothing words as she cried.

He picked up Elena, holding her tightly to her chest as he took her to his room laying her on his bed holding her until she would wake up.

In the hours of tense waiting, his mind replayed the scenes of the night. He suspected Stefan had something to do with him but doubted he'd been the one to stake her repeatedly then snap her neck. No, that wasn't him. Even through the summer when he'd been controlled by Klaus he'd never tried to stake him or Caroline or tried to hurt Elena in anyway.

As Elena, woke up groaning and stretching her bones making sickening crunches. He sighed in relief. He'd known she'd wake up but now she had he was so much more relaxed. He grabbed her face and looked into her eyes.

"It's okay, you're okay." he murmured softly to her. She nodded, rolling her neck, wincing at the pain.

"Elena. Who did this?" his voice was hard. He had never been so angry. He was glad for the first time since she'd turned that Elena was a vampire.

Her eyes hardened before answering. "Your brother. Jealous." He made sure his face didn't change but inside he was a mess of emotions. Rage. Anger. Hurt. Pain.

"And we were fucking worried about Klaus." He glared at the wall. "Bunny boy is more of a danger that the Original Hybrid. Figures. He's quite the little green-eyed monster. Literally." He rolled his eyes.

Elena managed a small laugh but winced. She gladly drank the blood bags he offered her, restoring her health, healing her wounds. She rolled over so she was lying on top of him, her head resting on his chest.

"Bunny boy's on human blood." she spoke easily. The hurt which should have been in her voice replaced with grim determination. "And with his emotions switched off."

He grinned slightly before taking in Elena's confused expression.

"What?" he chuckled. "I just want to be there to see his face when he turns them back on and the guilt comes crashing down."

She smiled, leaning down to capture his lips. He moaned at the way she felt against him. He fisted his hands in her long dark hair, holding her lips close to his. She broke away, kissing her way down his neck and chest, unbuttoning it as she went, her hands roaming over the taut muscles.

She pressed her lips across his stomach, his hips, teeth grazing against him lightly. He growled in pleasure before pulling her hair to bring her face to his once more. Unable to stand it any longer, he rolled over over so she was lying under him, his eyes dark with lust. He devoured her lips, his hands roaming down her body, not even hesitating before ripping her shirt off his body. She moaned in pleasure before pushing his unbuttoned shirt off his shoulders and locking her hands around his neck, her strong grip making him unable to move his lips from hers.

He pulled back slightly, searching her gaze for any signs of resistance or second thoughts, when he found none, only heat and lust he finally let his passion break free. He kissed his way down her neck, chest, across the planes of her stomach. He slid her jeans off her legs and felt her hands do the same to him. Her legs wrapped around him tightly, her hands roaming over his back, nails digging into him.

As they joined, he could no longer tell where he ended and she began, passion filling every action. Vampire instincts being let loose. He did not have to hide from her any more. His teeth grazed her her skin, drawing blood. He did not have to fight his urge to restrain from hurting her. He let his animal side take over as she did the same.

As they lost themselves in each other, they became one. Souls merging and they moved, showing each other the passion they had denied for so long.

Elena

She woke, stretching her body. Her hand came into contact with Damon's bare chest, smiling as the memories of last night washed over her. She flipped her knees over him so she was straddling his hips and woke him with a kiss against his lips, her hair cascading over her shoulder. He smiled against her lips as he consumed her with love. She rested her chin against his chest as he laid his head against the headboard.

'I think I love you Damon Salvatore." Her smile widening as she watched his eyes light up. He pulled her mouth to meet his and set her world alight with the passion he gave her.

"I think I love you too." Then he groaned. "I swear if Barbie barges in here again I may stake her."

She laughed musically before calling out loudly enough so that any nearing vampires would here.

"Caroline. We're busy." She felt herself being rolled over and pinned to the bed.

"God, I love you." her mouth tickling his neck. She lifted her lips to his.

"I know." he said smugly, smirking as she pulled him closer to her.

A/n: It feels like forever. Special thank you to INSPIRED101 for inspiring me to write the first part in Tyler's perspective.
(I know, I chuckled too.)

Love you all.

-Ex