Damon:
While I was away with Tammy, Quinn had called to inform me he found some important and interesting information about Colton and Victoria. As curious as I was to know, cutting short my time with Tammy wasn't an option so I'd kept him on hold till we got back.
Damon:I appeared in the living room. The house was as silent as a graveyard. Though the familiar fragrance of roses filled the air, my senses couldn't locate Tammy anywhere in the house. But I felt the presence of another. A demon.
Damon:Turning towards the soft voice, I saw Tammy standing a foot from me. Her fright and Terror were still nagging at me. Her eyes wandered to Stella, widening in horror before returning to me.
Damon:I sat on the sigil covered floor, awaiting my fate. I could feel and even see doom lurking around me. At that point, I'd lost all hope. Being in a church building made it worse because the holiness surrounding it had stripped me of all my abilities and physical strength, leaving me a weak human.
Tammy:After Damon fell into the hole, I knew it was over. He was going to die and the same goes for me. More tears flowed from my eyes. There was no help coming from anywhere. They were going to succeed. As the tears flowed, my last prayer was that we'd meet somewhere better where all pain and suffering would be non-existent. With that, I prepared my
Tammy:The thoughts of losing Damon made me cry out in agony and anguish. I couldn't let him die.
Damon:The brightness of light fell on my closed eyes, making me curious as to where I was. Suddenly, my eyes felt lighter than they'd been when I was stripped of my powers. Testing them to know if I could open them, I opened them slowly.
Damon:When I awoke again, I was laying on a bed with a tube fixed to my hand, connected to a blood bag. I also felt stronger than I'd felt when I awoke from death the first time.
Damon:It's been six weeks and Tammy was yet to wake up, not even shake any part of her body. My hopes had waned drastically. I was gradually losing myself and my mind.