anne

29 | I'm going to make you better

Anne's Timeline

TVD - S1 E19 - aftermath

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Anne woke up with pounding head and a very uncomfortable neck in the front seat of Damon's car. He turned to see her stirring upright and asked, "Hey, you okay there? You passed out before."

She rubbed her head and mumbled back, "Mm, what?"

"You were packing your bags and you passed out. That nasty bite of yours is getting worse and worse."

Anne didn't reply—or rather, she couldn't. Her vision was blurry, sweat beaded her forehead and her wound felt like a knife on fire, twisted inside her flesh. Damon took her silence as an opportunity to explain recent events, unpacking his conversation with Stefan, and updating Anne on how they'd been driving for seven hours on their way to New Orleans—which made Anne shoot a half-conscious glare at Damon.

"Turn around."

"What?" Damon gave her a crazy look.

"Turn. Around."

"No way!"

"I'm not going to New Orleans."

"You need Klaus' blood."

"He can come to me."

Damon shook his head, "We're going to New Orleans. End of story."

"Damon, I swear to god—"

"You don't have a choice, Anne. I just lost one friend, I'm not losing another," He deadpanned. "We are going to New Orleans."

After some stubborn silence, Anne took a sharp inhale as she felt the wound pinch on some sensitive nerves around her stomach. Damon glanced at her, eyeing up her stomach. 

"How's it doing?"

Anne lifted her shirt up and peaked under the bandage only for a moment, but the sight made her fold it back immediately. She put her shirt down and stared out of the window, her thoughts few and numb.

"It's fine."

Damon kept his eyes on her for a little while longer, wary of her dismissal, until he noticed his tank was running low. 

"Shit."

"What?"

"We gotta fill up."

"Perfect," Anne said, feeling drowsiness kick in again. "We can check into a motel room so I can sleep."

"No, don't you sleep on me. Don't you dare."

"It's fine, Damon," she waved him off. "I haven't had any hallucinations yet. When I start dreaming, that's when my time is running out."

"I'm not willing to take that risk."

But for Anne and all her stubbornness, she was. 

A half hour later, they were at a gas station on the outskirts of a small town. While Damon filled up the car, Anne stared out the window and examined motel across the road, feeling something familiar about the layout etched in her mind. Then a memory hit her so hard her breathe hitched. 

/ F L A S H B A C K /

1919

Ida eyes darted around the motel as she made her way to her room, locking it quickly and quietly with a sigh of relief. She took off her scarf and coat and hung them up, calling out for Enzo.