The Sacrifice ~ The Vampire Diaries [2]

2x12 - The Descent

Gif of Demi crying

Salvatore Boarding House

Ross is in the library, he seems sick. Demi enters she's carrying a blood bag. "I was born in 1450, that makes me 560 years old" He tells her.

"Well, if you were a bottle of wine..." Demi teases.

"So I can die. I've lived long enough"

"You know, if you're gonna be morn, I'm just gonna kill you myself just to put me out of your misery" Demi pours blood from the bag into a glass "Come on, it's just a little werewolf bite"

"Just a little, fatal to a vampire werewolf bite" Ross scoffs.

"Well, according to a legend which is notoriously unreliable source. Drink up" she gives him the glass of blood "Blood heals"

Ross drinks "Yeah, it does feel like it's working"

"Let's have a look, come on. Let me see" She looks at the bite mark; it has gotten much worse and has spread further down his back.

"How is it?" Ross asks.

"Definitely...better. Right, Eliot?" Demi asks Eliot. Eliot is in the room and seems shocked by Ross's wounds. Ross looks at him.

"Um, it's not bad" Eliot lies.

"Where's Stella?" Demi asks.

"She left. I need you to talk to her. She's convinced that she has to find Isaac but I think that's gonna upset Elinor" Eliot tells her.

"No, can do. I'm with Stella on this one but if you could play nurse for a little while..."

"It's not necessary" Ross interrupts Demi.

"It is necessary. Eliot is a do-gooder. It's in his nature, he just can't resist" Demi leaves the room. Eliot looks at Ross for a second, then follows Demi out of the room.

"Demi. Is he gonna die?" Eliot whispers.

"Probably. The wolf bite caused some kind of infection and it's getting worse"

"Like poison?" Eliot asks.

"I don't know, Eliot. I'm not an expert in the field"

"I'm sorry"

"Death happens. We come, we go. Sooner he dies the better. It's gloomy as hell in here"

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Ross and Eliot are in Demi's bedroom. Eliot puts him in the bed. "I hate this. I'm a vampire, I haven't had a cold in five centuries"

"Just get in bed"

"We don't get sick. When we die, it's fast and sudden and it's certainly not drawn out in illness" Ross tells him.

"You're not gonna die" Eliot assures him.

"Such a human thing to say" Eliot looks around Demi's room "You've never been in Demi's room before, have you?"

Eliot takes a book and looks at it. It's gone with the wind. "Not what you expected?" Ross asks him.

"It just a room with a bed. Maybe I expected there to be silk sheets" They smile.

"You're lucky, you know. No one's ever love me the way you're loved"

"I doubt that" Eliot says.

"Tracy was my best friend. Nothing more. I spent all those years on the run from Elinor. I just never thought it was a good idea to set up roots. The whole idea of family is not exactly compatible with being a vampire. Why are you so eager to give up?"