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. 

Tammy: I stood, dressed in a flowing white gown, staring into space. My environment was void and white as well. It was as if I was locked in a white room. I couldn't find my way out because there was no door. I'd been there all alone for what seemed to be forever. I couldn't tell the time because there was nothing like day and night, just a white atmo

Tammy: The sounds of voices talking sailed into my ears.  

Tammy: I laid in bed, eyes focused on the book I was reading. It was a paranormal romance novel. 

Tammy: After a night of thorough lovemaking with Damon, I woke up the next morning, feeling thoroughly sated and sore in all of the right places. As the light from the opened windows streamed into the room, I signed in contentment, spreading my limbs on the bed. Damon's end of the bed was still warm and rumpled which told me he hadn't been gone for lo