Chapter 1.

Elena was looking around the house, it felt so empty. The last two hours felt so sureal, fyrst the funeral, then after in the Boarding house. She just wanted to forget everything that had happend and start over.

Eric was storming out the door, he was so mad he could have ripped everybodys heads of. "So you are just going to leave?" Sookies words where harsh but pleading. He felt the rage build in his body, he turned around… Then it was gone, Sookies face was so sad, he just wanted to hug her and hold her till all her troubles where gone. But he was not going to do that to her. "Why do you care you made your choice" His voice was hard and stiff. Sookies eyes filled with tears, he just wanted to-No he was not going to tare himself apart about this, he was going to leave and never look back. "Goodbye Sookie have a nice life." He walked straight out the door and didn't look back.

Elena was sitting at the kitchen table, everything was as she left it. Chairs and knives all over the floor, the water was still running. Damon's reaction had made the room look like a cave. Well there is really no good reaction to hearing your best friend just died. It was going to be weird without Alaric in the house. She wanted to cry, she hadn't, but she wanted to, she just couldn't. She should call Jeremy, she started cleaning up, found a phone, dialed his number, she was just about to call-Someone opened the door.

Eric was running, he was running like the wind. He felt nothing, he was nothing. He didn't know where he was going, he was just going. Then it all stopped. Everything came back to him, the memory of the past hour hit him like a flying arrow, and he couldn't do anything to stop it._" No you have to choose." Eric's face was filled with anger. "I thought you where going to say that." Sookies face was full with disbelief. "So I have already made my choice." Eric saw Bill's face, he was looking down, and he had a look of pity in his eyes. Then everything fell into place, he knew what was going to happen, he knew it, and he was powerless to stop it. "I choose Bill." Then it came back to him, he was standing beside a large road. "No!" He punched his hand in a sign. His hand went right trough, then he read the sign "Shreveport" he wasn't as far away as he thought. "I should get going." Then he went into the night.

Elena jumped, she ran to the kitchen counter, took a knife, and hid behind it. "I was expecting a warmer welcome." Elena jumped and lost the knife. "Damon." Elena had a relief in her voice, and then there was a moment of silence. Damon picked up the knife, and put it back where Elena had taken it from. His face showed a fraction of a smile, and then it was gone. "How are you doing?" Elena's face was filled with concern. "What me? Never been better." Damon was trying to look fine, but Elena knew better, she knew he was hurting. But she didn't want to keep questioning him, she knew and that was enough for her. She stepped towards him and put her arms around him, she felt the resistance in his body. Then he gave into her hug, and put his arms around her. He hugged her so tight that se almost lost her breath.

Eric was still running, he had been running for at least two hours now. Then he stopped, he saw a bar, he felt the hunger build inside him. Then he saw a girl come out off the bar, he moved and in two seconds he was in front off her. But before she could scream, he looked in her eyes and had her in his gaze. "Don't be afraid, come with me." He took her into the ally behind the bar, he felt his fangs pierce trough his skin. His lips touched her throat, then he was feeding, he felt the rush come trough his body, her blood streaming into his, his hunger being satisfied. Then there was a scream, he lost his grip, and the girl fell to the ground. He had drunk more than he was suppose too, he had drained her completely. He had been hungrier then he had imagined, he had lost control. It was a woman who was screaming, he moved quickly. Took her in his gaze. "You remember nothing." Then he was gone.

Elena was just standing there holding him, and him her. They had been standing there for at least twenty minutes. Then she felt it, his tightening grip started to loosen, then he let go. Then he turned away, she thought the hug had helped, she knew it had, it was something else. "What's wrong?" Damon turned around looking straight into her eyes. Then she saw it, the look in his baby blue eyes, it was the same look Stefan had given here earlier in the Boarding house._ it's better for everyone Elena, you know what happened to Ala- No Stefan I don't care! No matter what happened to Alaric, it is not better for everyone and most certainly not better for me if you leave!" "You might not think, or believe so, but yes Elena its better." His face had no emotion and Elena hated it. She was convinced she wanted to forget all about Stefan, after he said he didn't want to be with her, and forget her. But know that she knew, she was never going to se him again. She just wanted to grab him, kiss him and never let go. But she couldn't, because she knew he was right, all of this happened after she fell in love with Stefan. She had no words left, she just stormed out, and went home. And now she was starring at Damon, who had the same expression on his face. "You're leaving to?" It wasn't as much a question, as a statement, Damon looked down. "And it's for the best." Elena turned around in a flash. "Stefan."

How could he have been so stupid, how could he have let himself be seen. He knew the other woman wasn't going to say anything, he made sure she wouldn't, but still so stupid. Eric was walking in the middle of the road, and then he remembered. Why did he care? He didn't use to care. That's why he loved Sookie, she made him care, she made him love, he didn't think he could love until he met her. Eric was in his own little world, realization didn't hit him until a car was coming up behind him. He jumped away from the car, he wanted to rip who ever was driving that car's head of, and then he was grateful. He didn't want to think about Sookie, she had made her choice, Bill, her voice was still screaming in his head. He had to get far away, so far away that Sookie would never find him. He started running, and then he was gone. But not before the thought struck his mind. Would he ever be able to love again?

Elena turned back around to Damon, now she felt the tears come, just when she wanted to do anything to keep them away. But they where burning in her eyes. "Damon?" Her voice was sad and pleading. "I want to stay it's just." Damon was walking towards her with tears in his eyes, not able to finish the sentence. "It's the right thing to do." Stefan finished the sentence. But none of them where listening, they just stood there starring at each other. For a moment Elena thought he was going to kiss her, and to be honest she wanted him to, she knew Stefan was there. But she didn't care, she just wanted to kiss him and hold him, because deep down she knew she loved him just as much as she loved Stefan. But that never happened, Stefan walked over to them. "You should pack." His voice was heightened, like he was superior to Damon, and it sickened Elena, but what was worse, Damon left, he actually listened to his little brother, it was like he was admitting defeat. Now she held her tears back, she was so angry, she wanted to slap Stefan, but decided to snap at him instead. "So it wasn't enough to leave, you had to take him with!"- That was all she got to say, before her lips where sealed, with a kiss.

Eric was still running, then something happened, everything stopped. He felt pain shoot, trough his spine, and fell to the ground. It felt like he was being drained, only 10.000 times worse. It was like his blood just bursted into flames, like it just disappeared into ash. He felt his hart started beating again, then stopped. He felt his fangs come out, and go back in again, but not like hiding, they where going away. He felt the pain in his gums, then it was like new and different fangs came out. Then he felt the blood rush to his eyes. What was happening was this some kind of spell? No he was surtan it wasn't. His hand looked for support from the pain, it found a sign, and he read it. "Welcome to Mystic Falls."