Ch.3: Survivor

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I don't know how long I was out, or in better terms, lying there nearly dead, but when I wake up, I'm on the couch with Damon by me. Alaric and Elena aren't that far away, trying to think of a plan or something. Maybe to take down Klaus. It probably got a little boring waiting to see if I would live.
"Damon," I breathe.
"Finally. You nearly died. You scared me. I almost lost you."
I rest a gentle hand on the side of his face and look up at his face.
"My sweet Damon. My knight in dark armor. Thank you. You saved my life. I thought I was going to die when I was staked. But I guess I'm a survivor. Somehow, I always am."
He smiles down at me and I smile back up at him.
Alaric and Elena go to stand by the couch.
"Welcome back," Alaric greets.
"I guess we're both survivors then," Elena comments to me.
"I guess we are," I say to her.
I take my hand away from Damon's face and slowly sit up.
"So, what did I miss while I was almost dying? Anything new and interesting?" I question them.

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