Vampire Diaries Imagines

Needed - Alaric Saltzman

I walked into her house and it was all too quiet. She was normally in the kitchen by now making herself something to eat for dinner being sure that she had made extra just in case I was to show up unannounced like I'm known to do. There wasn't even music playing to which she would dance to as she took her break from the work I had assigned earlier in the day in class.

With her living by herself after the death of her parents a year ago all this worried me. It was never like this unless something was wrong, very wrong. So, I walk up the stairs towards her room. I stop in front of the closed door, listening in for any sing that she was in there. My heart dropped in my chest when the sound of sniffing met my ears.

I couldn't just let her suffer whatever it was making her cry alone. So, I knocked on the door gently and opened it slowly. "(Y/N)?"

The site I saw made my heart drop even more. She was curled up on her bed with the blankets pulled all the way over her head. If you watched closely, you could see her shaking as she let out her silent sobs.

I walked over to her bed and sat down on the edge right beside her. slowly, I pulled down the covers that covered her head just enough so I could see her face. "Sweetheart, what happened?"

She looked up at me, her eyes filled with tears. "I had another one." Her voice was just a whisper, but I could hear the hoarseness in it from all the crying she had been doing before I had gotten here. "It came out of nowhere this time." she confessed.

I pushed a lock of hair that had fallen out of her face and gave her a sad look. (Y/N) had struggled from anxiety attacks since way before I had come to Mystic Falls and met her. Her thoughts could often get the best of her and the panic attacks were bad. The ones that came from nothing were the worse though.

They had gotten better since we had gotten together but that don't mean they don't ever happen anymore. Oh no, she still has them, not as often but she still has them. When she does, they are bad especially the ones that aren't prompted from anything. I hate where she goes through them alone. I always feel the need to be there during every panic attack. That's when she needs me most and that's when I need to be there.

"Baby, why didn't you call?" I asked as I helped her sit up as she went to do so.

(Y/N) just shook her head. " You had that department meeting and I didn't want you to miss anything important."

"(Y/N), don't you ever worry about something like that again, okay? You need me, you call me." I said as I pulled her to me and wrapped my arms tightly around her. She nodded and nuzzled her face into my neck. I could feel her still tremble as I held her close.

I sighed and rubbed her back gently in a calming notion. "I hate that you're almost always here alone. Especially in times l like these."

Her words were mumbled against my neck as she spoke. "I know. I don't like being here alone."

I kissed her head and was silent for a moment. After a few seconds I pulled her back slightly and looked her in the eye. "Stay with me or better let me come stay with you."

She looked back at me for a moment in silence then questioned, "Are you sure, Ric? I don't want you to feel the need to pack up everything you can to come take care of me since I can't control the urge to break down every so often."

Shaking my head, I cupped her face in both hands. "Sweetheart, I just told you I didn't like the fact that you are here alone, and you just told me that you hated being alone. So, in my eyes we both need you not to be alone in this huge house. I'm more than sure about this but only if you want me to be here."

A small smile grew upon her face. "If you think you can handle dealing with me twenty-four seven instead just in the small amounts of time during class hours and when you won't grading then I would definitely love to have you here with me."

I smiled back at her and said, "I think I can handle you, baby." before placing a soft kiss upon her lips.