As I already wrote in the description, this is based on a NOT-CONFIRMED spoiler I found online. However it fits well with the content from the official synopsis for the season finale. For those who haven't found the spoiler yet.
Here it is:
'Vampire Diaries' Rumored Plot Line For Season's 2 End! [SPOILERS?]
"During the Sacrifice Damon will get bitten by a werewolf and what should be a tender moment between Elena and Stefan will reveal itself to be a bittersweet farewell. Stefan is going away to search for a cure for his dying brother in season 3. During the Gone With The Wind movie night in town's square Damon's dementia causes him to confuse his memories of 1864 Katherine with his present day feelings for Elena. A long awaited Delena moment happens when Rhett embraces Scarlett for their epic kiss and Damon passionately kisses our heroine. This time Elena doesn't reject him and returns Damon's advances as he collapses to the ground. Elena falls with him, kneeling there beside him, distraught and unsure. "
Well anyway I totally freaked up about it and then decided to write this OS. The Title is inspired by the song "Not Alone" by Red. The lyrics were perfect. That's why included don't cry. I already did :(
I'm With You
Slowly fading away
You're lost and so afraid
Elena was leaning against the wall opposite the couch where Damon was sitting. She was in shock. Her whole body trembled. She didn't want it to be true but it was. In the end the great hero Damon had become the tragic hero and had taken a serious blow. Trying to protect Elena he had lunged at Klaus who had just transformed into a werewolf. Klaus had grazed Damon's arm with his teeth and as they all knew the bite of a werewolf was poisonous and eventually fatal to vampire.
Where is the hope in a world so cold?
Looking for a distant light
Someone who can save a life
Stefan had left after Tyler had told him something about a legend of a cure of the werewolf bite and given him directions where he might find it. If the legend was true, if it was at the place Tyler had said and if Stefan would find it all this wasn't clear. In any case Damon's life hung in balance.
Damon looked straight at Elena.
"Leave."
This single world was all that took her to snap out of her trance.
"What? No!"
"I don't want you to see me like this."
That was only partially true. Of course he didn't want her to see him so weak or even cry for him but another part of him also wanted her to stay with him. He would never admit it out loud but Damon Salvatore was scared. He was afraid of death. The last time he had died it had come to quickly, no time to think about it. But now death crept up on him slowly and painfully.
Living in fear that no one will hear your cries
(Come and save me now)
Part of him also hoped that Stefan would be successful on his mission. Their relationship had blown up so badly during their attempt to protect Elena. He wanted to make it right before he died. He wanted to tell Stefan all the things he had kept inside so long. How much he needed his little brother and… that he was sorry for all the pain he had put him through.
"It's a little too late for that," Elena snapped, averting her gaze. She really couldn't see him like this. It hurt so much.
"Fine then all of you, get out of here," he said, turning to the pity party around him. Everyone was there. His best friend Alaric, Bonnie, Caroline and Jeremy.
"But – " Alaric began.
"Elena can get you back to say goodbye when it's time."
Elena nodded encouragingly at Bonnie. The witch nodded back and pushed everyone out of the parlor.
"Later, Damon."
When they were gone Elena and Damon were left in silence. Elena searched his gaze but he always turned his head away. At some point Elena moved to walk over to him but he stopped her.
"Stay where you are. I might attack you."
"There are ten blood bags next to you, Damon. I didn't forget the last time someone got bitten by a werewolf," she replied calmly.
"Then you should also know that no matter how much blood I take it's never gonna be enough. At some point I'll snap at you."
Elena shook her head, walked over to him and knelt in front of him so that they were on eye-level. "The worst is already behind us, Damon," she said and tears filled her eyes when she allowed her memories of the worst to flood her mind. "You have already attacked me. You have already momentarily forgotten who I am and you have already mistaken me for Katherine. Now you'll just be still and wait for –"
In that moment she couldn't take it anymore. The tears streamed down her and she held on to Damon's knees for balance. Her tremors had gotten worse the moment she had started to cry.
I am with you
I will carry you through it all
I won't leave you
I will catch you
When you feel like letting go
'Cause you're not
You're not alone
It was hard for Damon not to crack at the sight of Elena being so broken up about his coming death. He couldn't really believe it that he meant so much to her. She had always said she cared but she had also denied every feeling beyond caring so far. Her actions now weren't in accordance with her words.
Your heart is full of broken dreams
Just a fading memory
And everything's gone
But the pain carries on
Lost in the rain again
When will it ever end?
It's Hard to believe
It seems so out of reach
Maybe it was the despair of the situation. The hopelessness both of them were feeling that got Damon thinking that maybe, just maybe she had lied all the time for reasons he couldn't think of. But Elena wasn't stupid. She always had a plan. She always knew of a way of handling things. So maybe it had made sense to her to deny her feelings for him. So maybe it was okay to hope…?
But I
(I am here)
I am with you
I will carry you through it all
I won't leave you
I will catch you
When you feel like letting go
'Cause you're not
You're not alone
"Stop crying, Elena. I'm not worth it," he rasped. His voice was gradually leaving him as well.
"Yes, you are!" she shot back and looked straight at him, not even trying to hide her tears. "You goddamn idiot! Why did you do it? Why didn't you stand back and wait?" she cried.
"I was trying to protect you, Elena. I told you I would also choose you even over my own life."
"I hate you."
Someone in this messed up situation he had to smile about that. He knew she didn't mean it.
"It'll be over soon."
"Don't talk like this!" she snapped. "Stefan will find the cure and he will come back before it's over!"
"Elena, it's been too long. Almost 24 hours have passed." They didn't knew if that was a critical number but when Rose had been bitten her condition had worsened within 24 hours until Damon had spared her any more pain and killed her.
"You're not like Rose. You're stronger than her," Elena said.
He shook his head. The movement hurt. Every move hurt. His whole body was on fire as the wolf poison spread through his veins. He could feel it the end was near.
"Wrong. I'm younger than her. I haven't fed as much as her after I got bitten–"
"Why not?" Elena interrupted him.
"Because it's pointless," he explained simply. "I can feed all I want. It doesn't change anything. It doesn't still the pain or the hunger. It doesn't make me stronger and it doesn't postpone what's coming. You know that. It'll be over soon. I can feel it."
"Don't talk like that!" she repeated shouting.
"If this too much for you then you should go."
"No, I'm gonna stay with you." She didn't have to add the until the end.
"I don't want you to be in pain because of me," he stated and pulled up a stake from under the blood bags and held it out for her. "Let's make it quick and nearly painless."
Her eyes widened in shock. "What – no! I won't!" she refused, shaking her head wildly.
"Please, Elena, show me mercy."
"I won't kill you!" she declared.
"Too bad," he replied sadly. "I really thought I'd mean more to you than that."
She still didn't do as he asked. Instead she put her arms around him and pulled him into a tight hug.
"Elena, let me go," he nearly begged.
"No." She couldn't let him go because than he would see that she was crying again.
She didn't know that he, too, was on the verge of tears when she hugged him. It was too much for him. The world was really cruel. He had to die to get close to her? The Fates really had a twisted sense of humor.
"Let me go, please, Elena," he tried again. "I won't to go to my room and lie down."
She pulled back to look at him. "You're not strong enough."
"If I wasn't I wouldn't come up with idea. Don't worry I'm still strong enough to walk to my own bed."
"Okay." She got up and stepped back. "Can you stand?"
"Yeah, I'm fine." He got on his feet and felt the dizziness overwhelm him. His vision blurred and his temperature rose. But he didn't let any of it reach the surface. He didn't want Elena to worry about him even more than she already did. But he felt it. The end. Time was running out. And he still had so much to get out.
He took a step toward her.
"Easy, Damon," she said and offered him her hand.
He didn't take it. He stepped closer until they were at arms length. He supported himself on with his hands on her shoulder and she steadied him with her hands on his hips. Then his hands travelled upward to her face to cup her cheeks and his face closed in on hers.
"Damon," she whispered, holding her breath.
"Elena…" he rasped. His voice was about to fail him just like the rest of his body. He had to hurry. "I need to say some things… Please… please just listen… okay?"
She swallowed hard but nodded, looking at him through her tear-streaked gaze. "Okay…"
Damon took deep breath. Now or never.
"I know I haven't been the greatest man to you, Elena. I hurt you so often. When I snapped Jeremy's neck or when I chased you a few hours ago." The memory brought new tears up. "But I want you to know that I'm sorry for the things I did to you and your family and friends. I'm also sorry for the way I treated you lately. I didn't respect you and your choices but I only wanted to protect you, Elena. I couldn't let you go."
"Damon, don't," she pleaded distraught but he went on.
"Because I love you, Elena." There it was. The simple and whole truth. His reason for living, his bare soul out for her to stamp on it or to embrace it. What she did with it would be her choice.
"I love you, Elena," he repeated.
And I will be your hope
When you feel like it's over
And I will pick you up
When your whole world shatters
When you're finally in my arms
Look up and see love as a face
And then fast like a falcon his lips were on hers, kissing her passionately like there was no tomorrow. And there wasn't at least not for him. He didn't care if Elena pushed him away or not. This was his last opportunity to show her how he felt about her. His last chance…
His unbeating heart took a leap – of faith. Elena's face was closer. Their skin touched and sent a tingling sensation through his body but it didn't feel bad. It felt wonderful because –
Elena Gilbert was kissing him back. Her lips moved against his just as passionately as her tears mixed with his tears of joy. It was like a firework had started in his stomach. The heat inside him increased even more. Suddenly he felt so alive and happy. His greatest wish had come true.
I am with you
I will carry you through it all
I won't leave you
I will catch you
When you feel like letting go
'Cause you're not
You're not alone
And I will be your hope
You're not alone
And I will pick you up
And I will be your hope
All negative feelings were gone. The pain… the fear… the regret…
He felt completely at ease.
Now I can die, he thought.
And then everything went black…
"DAMON!"
Slowly fading away
Lost and so afraid
Where is the hope in a world so cold?
