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Hey Guys,

Gotta say this chapter was a hard one to get through, I felt drained emotionally and trying to figure out the details was a lot of work. I hope you truly this chapter and this story because I enjoy writing it and I put a lot of thought into it. I can't wait to get this to where it is headed from here and what exciting things are to come.

It is finally April, so that means one month till I am out of college and can begin updating more. I won't be juggling to write this while doing all my homework for classes.

Anyway, Now that this chapter is posted, the next one might be a bit slower with the end of the Semester coming. I only have a few weeks of classes left to finish everything, Super stressed. I love all my readers and this story dearly so I can't wait to be able to do it faster again!

I hope you enjoy and Thanks again for reading

P.S. - This chapter sent me back to ninth grade when I would write fanfiction for my first fandom, Grey's Anatomy. They are still out there somewhere but if you ever found one I do not advice reading it...they were pretty bad.

-Taylor Breanne





Damon sat there in the waiting room, under the beaming fluorescents. Hideous! He thought and as he looked around the room. This was not an occurrence that he had ever imagined happening, he didn't know how to handle it or react. Humans... such fragile beings! He buried his face in his hands as the emotions were about drown him, he hated it, Damon Salvatore didn't show emotion. The compulsion might have got him some answers, the truth of the situation. But he didn't even care, it didn't magically save lives, just reassured the fact he was losing one. He took a deep breath when he felt someone touch him.

    "Damon! What did they say? Do you know about Stefan?" Caroline said, walking over to him, panic laced throughout her eyes.

    Damon gave her her a look of utter disgust and muttered "Blondie! He's fine but could you go wipe the blood off your face and act like a respectable person like the rest of us."

    Caroline felt the irritated words stab her like knives and wasn't sure how to even handle it. Why was he acting like this! She thought as she walked to the bathroom, tearing forming up in her eyes.

    Bonnie took a seat beside him, gently placing her hand on his arm. She said calming, caressing his arm "There was no blood on her face..."

    Damon looked at her with misty eyes "I know... she will realize that soon enough."

    "What's going on? You know you can tell me." Bonnie said, concerned because Damon Salvatore had tears welling up in his eyes.

    "I can't lose him again Bon! Right when I got my hopes up that my brother wasn't gone, it crumbled as fast as it came." Damon said looking down.

    "Damon you can't give up hope, what do you mean by all this? Didn't you just tell Caroline that everything was fine?"

      "Bonnie, I left you two in car with a heart full of hope. I just knew that things would be okay, I never expected this, which is the truth. Hope is overrated, I shouldn't have ever let it be felt. I rushed in to ask, but all I got is a very vague answer in return." He said giving the table in front of them a good shove, standing up angrily but truly just filled with grief.

      She grabbed his hand in attempt to calm him back down. The last thing they needed was to cause a scene in the lobby of the hospital. "Damon. Tell me what they said?"

      "That things were rocky and they were doing everything they could. He had lost a lot of blood and in bad condition. Just had to hope everything would be work out." He replied, mocking the redheaded nurse he had spoke with.

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