I'll Never Leave

Chapter 11 - The Departed

The hallways of a hospital were manic with doctors and nurses rushing in and out of patient rooms. There would be a constant blur of white, blue and pink from the scrubs. This was the same for Mystic Falls hospital. But in the early hours of Friday morning, there were two static figures in the chaos.

Jeremy and Ivy were stood outside Elena's room, observing her through the window. Both dressed in their pyjamas, after racing Elena to the hospital. She laid still, attached to several monitors. Her heartbeat filled the silence between the two in the hallway. They both stood still. Afraid to move in case something happened to the young woman lying in the hospital bed.

Ivy wrapped herself in her burgundy woolly cardigan for warmth and comfort. Giving herself a hug to try to lower her frantic pulse. She side glanced to Jeremy next to her, who had the same worried expression on his face. Ivy could see that he was struggling to keep it together, his eyes were glossing over the more they looked at Elena. She felt sorry for him, for a man of 16, he had been through enough to fill a lifetime.

The sterile environment making both of them feel very uneasy. Jeremy associated hospitals with the death of his parents. Ivy felt like she was being suffocated by the amount of blood present. She tried to focus on the steady beep of Elena's heart monitor, finding peace that Elena was stable.

Meredith approached the two standing at the window, handing them both coffee cups. They both mumbled a quite thank you to the doctor. Ivy took a sip out of hers, to find that it was filled with the delicious juice she craved. She gazed at Meredith in confusion.

"I thought it would help" Meredith shrugged. Ivy smiled at the brunette in thanks, finally able to feed. Ivy sipped the liquid, trying to savour its flavour. She could feel the black veins try to break through underneath her eyes. She held the blood in her mouth before swallowing, allowing her to taste all of it.

"She's gonna be fine. She got a little banged up today, hit her head, but it was just a slight concussion, nothing to worry about." Ivy understood that Meredith was trying to put them at ease, but Meredith's tone did the opposite. She suspected that Meredith was doing the doctor thing where they didn't let on how bad it was.

"But she collapsed, there was blood." "And she had been complaining about the headache all day." Jeremy and Ivy both tried to argue with the brunette doctor.

"Honestly, she's okay. She's ... she's been through a lot. Is there anyone you want to call?" Meredith stroked the top of Jeremy's arm, trying to comfort him.

"We should call Stefan and Damon." Jeremy nodded, agreeing with Ivy's suggestion. He took out his phone and dialled Damon's number. Jeremy walked down the hallway, bracing himself for Damon's wrath. Ivy turned to Meredith now that Jeremy was gone, she hoped she could get more information at of the brunette.

"So how she is really doing?" Ivy questioned.

"Seriously, she is okay. She needs some rest; her body is stressed out." Meredith comforted the young woman. Ivy could sense the bullshit but knew Meredith wasn't going to give anything away. Meredith's pager beeped, she gave Ivy a goodbye wave as she walked down the hallway to see her next patient. Ivy turned back at Elena, now even more worried for the poor girl. Someone doesn't just bleed profusely through her nose and is just 'okay'.

"You did what?" She could hear Damon's voice on the other end of the call with Jeremy. Jeremy shuffled back over to Ivy whilst trying to reason with Damon.

"We took her to the hospital. When you find your sister unconscious, you call 911." Jeremy argued, trying to appeal to the human side of Damon. The side that was rarely shown

"It was the most logical thing to do, Damon." Ivy joined in, knowing Damon could hear her.

"Every remaining Original is gonna want Elena dead to stop Alaric. She's a sitting duck in there." Stefan decided to tune in to argue with the two.