It's nice to have Elijah in her head, but she enjoys sleep. She has one nonsensical dream after another, and she wakes up in her mind palace with no concept of what time it is. Elijah hasn't tried to enter her head, so she decides to go through her room for him again, she needs to make a box to hold memories from her coma.
The memories that she hasn't sorted are still loose, and it doesn't look nice. She straightens and adds boxes, she's sure Elijah would be amused that the shelf of her memories involving his help during her first months as a vampire has a box for their times of getting ice cream. It's even labeled as such, and she plays a familiar tune as she finishes, and works on other rooms. She almost feels like Rapunzel, but her hair isn't that long, Rapunzel got to see the sun, and Rapunzel got a happy ending and a prince. Elena wants a happy life, not necessarily an ending, because that would mean her death.
A prince sounds pretty nice though, and she thinks of Caroline and her love and adoration of princesses from years before. She had so many tiaras and Disney movies, Bonnie had remarked, it seemed like years ago, it had only been months-that she was surprised Caroline wasn't an actress at one of the Disney parks. This of course, had led to a discussion of which of them was most like which princess. Elena had decided Caroline was Aurora, and Bonnie had agreed. Bonnie had declared that Elena was most like Belle, with her love of books and writing. It didn't hurt that she had the brown hair and eyes like the princess either. Caroline had asked what princess Bonnie wanted to be compared to, and she had declared Merida. Caroline had laughed and said she needed to work on her archery for that, and Bonnie had retorted that at least Merida had a skill. That comment had ended in an argument that wasn't very serious, and a very serious rewatch of the three movies with ice cream. The memory hurts a little bit. She won't ever get to do that with Caroline and Bonnie again. Ever. She can pretend in her head, and relive the memories, but it wouldn't really be girl's night without Bonnie. It would just be a sleepover with Caroline.
She walks to her notes room, the room full of carefully filed, yellow sticky note mental reminders. She writes one down and sticks it on the outside wall near the door. When she passes it, she'll remember. In her messy scrawl, she reminds herself to ask Elijah if Bonnie could use a spell or magic to enter her mind. If he didn't know, she'd ask him to pretty please find out for her. It's not like she can do research or google anything. She writes another sticky note, asking him to keep her updated on current events and discoveries. Maybe she can ask him to make a playlist of lectures or something. She doesn't want to be stupid when she comes out of her coma, she wants to have little adjustment time. At least, to the world. It'll be odd to move her own body and need to drink blood. She doesn't have a kitchen here, she realizes. Or bathrooms. Only the mirror in her bedroom.
That'll be an odd adjustment. She wonders for a moment, what would happen if she fell into the wrong hands. Would Bonnie feel it if she died? She can feel something against her hand, like she's trying to hold hands with a ghost when Elijah visits. She's assuming, because the hand switches each time, that he holds the hand that doesn't have an IV a few inches away in her arm. Would she feel anything else? She's not going to ask Elijah to inflict pain on her to find out, but it's an interesting thought. She decides to head upstairs again to sleep a little more.