Who: Elena Gilbert and OTA When: Friday night Where: the Hyperion What: not my bed
Elena had moved back home They had never really gotten around to the paperwork of the Boarding House. She hadn't thought to ask really. Stefan was gone, Damon was at the house and she herself had technically died. So who knew where it stood Their priority had been finding Stefan. Damon had told her he'd work on it, she trusted him. If nothing else because of the look on his face when Katherine had told them what happened. Not that she'd given them a lot of details, only really that Stefan had handed himself over to Klaus. That he'd given up his own life, her, all to save Damon. She had been torn. On one hand, that Stefan and Damon had gotten to that point, that they finally could be the brothers they had been, thrilled her. She knew they cared about each other, hated that Katherine had gotten in the way of that. That she had On the other hand, she thought there was no way he'd just leave her.
Of course then came the thoughts. With no one to confide in really, her mind worked over time on reasons, scenarios. They had discussed it, before Klaus came for her. She told him she didn't want to be turned, that she wasnt' ready to even discuss it really. She felt there was so little she had control over. She hadn't had time to even think about what she wanted for her life, let alone death. Did voicing that change everything? Was it like telling someone that only wanted dozens of children that you wanted none? A deal breaker?
So of course she was having nightmares. Of Klaus, of what Stefan could be doing, of what nearly happened, of Jenna. Nightmares, hadn't been new to her at all. The eyes were new though, and she woke as she normally did. Trying to push away the last vestiges of dreams and get on with her day. If she was successful, by the time she was done with her shower, she'd feel something more along the lines of normal. Slipping from the bed she took three steps before smacking her foot on a table. With a moan she grabbed her toes and looked around. This was NOT her bedroom.