Twisted Bonds

Chapter 27: Heal

Elijah's POV

While Dr.Martin had a word with the Salvatore brothers, I made my way over to Emma. She was on the ground, and looked deathly pale. I had to get her away from here, and fast. I knelt down to her to pick her up. "Hey, what are you doing?" the female vampire, Caroline, asked.

"I'm gonna take her somewhere to get her all healed up." I said. Caroline didn't seem to trust me, so I continued. "You have my word that she'll be safe with me. I'll bring her home myself once she's all healed." Caroline still looked reluctant to let her go, but nodded and backed away. I picked her up and immediately felt the tingling sensation caused by the soulmate bond. I couldn't wait for Dr.Martin to get back to the car. I had to get her to a secure place quickly. I sped all the way to Dr.Martin's place while Emma buried her face into my chest.

When we finally got to the apartment, Emma's breaths were labored. She was losing way too much blood. I laid her down on a table and looked down at her. Her eyes were starting to droop. "Emma, I need you to stay conscious, okay?" I told her. She responded with a quick nod, and I continued. "I need to get the bullets out before I heal you up. It's gonna hurt but it's necessary." I told her.

Again, she nodded, indicating that she understood. She closed her eyes, probably not wanting to see me digging into her bullet wounds. I went for the wound in her leg first. I held down her leg with one hand and reached for the bullet with the other. She screamed out, tears escaping her closed eyes. It hurt me to see her in so much pain. But I kept going, knowing that I had to do this quickly.

I managed to pull the bullet out of her leg. Emma took a shuddering breath and opened her teary eyes. I could tell that she was having a hard time staying conscious. "I just need to get the bullet in your shoulder out, okay?" I said. Emma nodded slightly and closed her eyes. I held her upper arm down and dug for the bullet in her shoulder. She screamed again. Her voice gave out after a while, not having the energy to do it anymore. I quickly searched for the bullet. I pulled it out the moment I found it. I quickly threw it aside and bit into my wrist. Her heartbeat was fading quickly. She needed my blood immediately.

I put my bleeding wrist to her mouth. She took a couple small sips. Her heartbeat immediately became stronger. Once I saw her bullet wounds healing, I removed my wrist. She wasn't completely healed yet. There were some small wood chips sticking out of her. I found some tweezers and got to work on plucking the wood chips out of her skin. She winced a bit as I did this. The small wounds immediately healed as I took the chips out. I set the tweezers down once I was sure I had plucked all of the wood chips out of her. She was all healed up, but looked utterly exhausted. "How are you feeling?" I asked her.

"The pain's gone, but I'm tired." she responded, looking up at me with droopy eyes.

"Then rest. I can take you home in the morning." I told her as I picked her up. I gently set her down on the couch. No more than five minutes later, she was asleep.

Dr.Martin soon came back. He noticed her passed out on the couch. "How's she doing?" he whispered.

"She's all healed up. I'm just letting her get some rest." I whispered back. He nodded and left it at that. I pulled a chair up to the couch and sat down. I looked at her, peacefully resting. I reached out and softly stroked her cheek. "I won't let anybody else hurt you like this ever again, I promise."

The next day, I took Emma back home. Right after that, I got ready to go to the 'High Tea' event run by this town's historical society.

I was talking with Carol Lockwood when I noticed Damon Salvatore walk in. Once he spotted me, he made his way over. "Damon." Carol greeted with a smile on her face.

"Carol, hi." Damon replied with a grin.

"What a surprise. Elijah, I would like you to meet Damon Salvatore. His family is one of Mystic Falls' founding families." Carol stated.

"Mm-hmm. Such a pleasure to meet you." Damon said, shaking my hand.

"No, pleasure's mine." I managed to bite out.

Damon led me to a private room, away from the rest of the guests. Once the doors were closed, I questioned him. "What can I do for you, Damon?"

"I was hoping we could have a word..." he responded.

"Where's Elena?" I asked.

"Safe with Stefan. They're laying low, you know. Bit of a werewolf problem." Damon responded.

"Ah, yes. I saw that." I replied.

"Yes you did since it was you and your witch that saved the day." Damon said.

"You are welcome." I added.

"Which adds to my confusion of exactly why you're here." Damon said.

"Why don't you just stay focused on keeping Elena and Emma safe and leave the rest to me?" I suggested as I turned around to leave.

Damon apparently didn't want to stop talking yet and sped in front of me to stop me. "Not good enough."

I, on the other hand, very much wanted this conversation over. I grabbed Damon by the throat and pinned him to the wall. Damon tried to fight back. He tried grabbing my throat, but I easily pulled his hand off of me. "You young vampires, so arrogant. How dare you come in here and challenge me?" I spat out.

"You can't kill me, man. It's not part of the deal." Damon tried to reason with me.

"Silence." I said as I stabbed a pencil into his neck. Damon cried out and clutched his wound. "I'm an original. Show a little respect." I said as I wiped my hands off with a handkerchief before handing it to Damon. "The moment you cease to be of use to me, you're dead. So, you should do what I say. Keep Elena and Emma safe." I advised as I walked out of the room.