"Hopefully I won't wake up this time."

Alison's P.O.V

Alison woke up in Stefan's bed.

She checked the clock, it was 5:30 am. The day before things had gotten pretty hefty with the two of them. Stefan and her went out partying and drinking and well her human tolerance didn't quite match Stefan's vamp tolerance, so she blacked out.

Well sort of blacked out.

Alison was still angry and hurt, the more she thought about everything that happened with Caroline yesterday and the more she thought about what Stefan had told her about becoming a vampire, the more she wanted to do it.

So Alison made up her mind, she was gonna do it, she was gonna become a vampire.

However she needed to die with vampire blood in her system, and well the dying part wasn't gonna be that hard but the vamp blood was. So she pretended to pass out so Stefan would take her home.

Stefan had told her at some point earlier in the day that he had some viles of his blood in his room. Alison didn't ask why because she figured she probably wouldn't want to know, but that piece of information was gonna be very helpful for her.

She got out of bed and saw next to her that Stefan was gone. He had gone with his brother and that Alaric guy to investigate a bit more on the murders that had been happening in town and the killer who had been committing them.

Alison searched around the room, It took a while but she found it.  Without skipping a beat Ali opened up the little tube and drank the contents inside as if taking a vodka shot.

Alison grabbed her jacket, got into her car and drove off. Her planned had worked. People really needed to start giving her a little more credit around here.

Now all she had to do was find a good way to die.

She started brainstorming. Silting her wrists or something would be too painful, she didn't need that. Taking pills is never a surety, the vampire blood could easily heal her instead of killing her. Poison would just take way too long, she had to get this done before anyone found out because and changed her mind. Jumping off of something was plain cruel, just because she wanted to die doesn't mean she needed to traumatize other people.

And then it hit her. Carbon monoxide.
She could just park somewhere and pass away peacefully, she wouldn't feel anything, she would just simply drift off to sleep and wake up in the afterlife.

She even planed to grab pizza and beer, she would go a little out of town, wait for the sun to set and then do it with the city and it's mesmerizing lights watching over her.

I mean if she was going to kill herself she might as well make a day of it right?

Caroline's P.O.V

Carline now sat at the broken dining table surrounded by more broken pieces of furniture. Caroline always thought of herself as someone broken, someone beyond saving but in this moment surrounded by all these broken things she realized that she really wasn't.

You see broken things, that have cracks that can be fixed up and mended, but Caroline was beyond being fixed or repaired. She wasn't broken, she was completely shattered

In all these years, all the hatred that she had felt for Dean stemmed from the fact that she knew or thought he was alive. She got to hate him because he was out there living his life guilt free.

But right now was a different story, at this moment she couldn't feel anything but remorse and this pricking pain in her chest.

How was she supposed to hate him if he was dead?

And that wasn't even the thing she felt worst about. Dying was one thing. She had done it herself so she knew it wasn't always that bad, but going to hell? That was something else.

And as much as she had wished the worst upon Dean in her head over the years, she couldn't even digest the thought of this happening to him.

They had both been sitting in silence for hours. Caroline could see that up until now it hadn't really sunk in for Dean that he was going to hell, but now that he had said it out loud, now that he had admitted it to someone other than his brother , to someone else apart from him who didn't see a way of surviving this event, reality had set in.

With a false hope in her voice Caroline lowly spoke up.

Caroline: "what about making a different deal with a different demon?"

Dean: "not how it works."

Caroline: "okay. Killing the demon you made the deal with?"

Dean: "already tried....trust me care, Sam and I have done everything, there's no way out of this."

Caroline: "so what you're just gonna give up?!"

Dean: "no I'm accepting reality...there was no hope to being with."

Caroline: "that's not fair Dean, you can't just walk back into my life and hurt me again. You have NO RIGHT TO BE DOING THIS.!!!"

Dean: "oh what you think I wanted any of this? I didn't even know you were here, I even tried to stay away from you when I found out, but I...I just couldn't."

Before she could give Dean a reply her phone rang. It was Stefan.

Caroline: "hello." "Wait what? She did what? Okay Stefan calm down I'm gonna find her. No no don't worry this isn't on you.l"

Dean: "what the hell is going on?"

Caroline: "it's Alison."

Dean's P.O.V

As Dean hit his foot on the accelerator, he couldn't help but think about how much of a jinx he was. Alison was doing this because of him, her life was just fine before he had walked in and he couldn't bare the thought of something happening to her because of him.

Back at the motel there was a moment after admitting to Caroline the truth about why he had been distant when he felt truly frightened. He didn't want to go to hell. He didn't even think he deserved hell.

But sitting in the impala right now, driving to try and make sure his daughter who's entire life he had missed out on because he couldn't stand up to his dad didn't kill herself, he just couldn't help but think he deserved hell.

Too many emotions were spiraling inside of him at once and he didn't even realize when he blurted out

Dean: "it's all my fault."

Caroline: "what? No Dean, none of this is on you. For anything it's my fault, I drove her off the edge yesterday."

Dean: "ya but you wouldn't have if I had just been honest with you. It's all my fault. I couldn't save Sammy a year ago, I couldn't save you and now....now I might not be able to..."

Caroline: "hey we're almost at the location okay? We're gonna find her, we can point fingers later, right now let's just...let's just get our girl."

Dean looked across at Caroline, who had a little hopeful smirk on her face. God he had forgotten how good she was at that, the whole hope thing.

Dean had never had hope, he was taught from a very young age by his father that hope was bullshit, reality is as simple as black and white. Dean has believed that theory too, until he met Caroline, after that he wanted to believe in hope, he wanted to believe in happy endings.

He had forgotten how much he liked that feeling, he hadn't felt it in a very long time.

Caroline: "DEAN! THERE HER CAR!"

Dean stepped on the brakes and both of them ran out. Dean opened the driver's side door and In his hands fell Alison's limp body.

Hope was replaced with crushing fear.

Caroline: "OH MY GOD DEAN SHE ISN'T BREATHING!!!"

Dean laid his daughter down and started performing CPR.

She couldn't become a vampire. Not his kid.

Dean: "come on kid, come on, come on, damn it, BREATH!!!"

No one's P.O.V

"What is more unfair than having to choose between being a monster or being a hero? When you have to be both. When you learn that the road to hell is paved with more than just good intentions.
You're not heads or tails. You are the coin."

A/N
Hey y'all I know you guys have been waiting for a while for this chapter and I'm sorry it took so long, hopefully the next one won't....but better late than never right?
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Ash ❤️