Hey, I have lost inspiration for my other VD ff for a while and this idea sprung to me while I was sleeping; it's a bit different that my usual fics but I hope you enjoy it. This is a really small chapter, I know! The next ones will be longer.

PAIRINGS: Delena (maybe, other characters will get together but its not the focus)

Ok, quick info:

- Stefan and Damon are not related

- Katherine and Elena are twin sisters

- Damon is Caroline's older brother.

* since, Damon and Stefan are not related- Stefan's last name is 'Richards' haha xx

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IN THE NAME OF LOVE

JAILHOUSE LOVER

"MY DARLING, IF I MUST CONFESS"

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PRESENT TIME:

I watched the two policemen bring Damon up to the podium, he flashed me a small smile, which made me feel even guiltier. He had rolled the sleeves of his suit shirt upto his elbows and looked frightfully handsome. I dodged his eyesight and stared at the seat next to me, this was horrible. I shouldn't be watching Damon on a trial for something that wasn't his fault.

His hands clenched the brown oak podium and I could see his jaw trembling in fear- he was trying to hide his feelings but I could see that he was petrified of the entire situation. I felt so helpless while sitting in audience; it wasn't his fault… he shouldn't be standing up there. Damon ran his hands through his dark brown hair, his tan skin paled as the prosecutor spoke.

'Mr. Salvatore, Were you at the scene of the incident?' she glared at Damon and pursed her crimson red lips together.

Damon guiltily looked at the floor and swallowed. I couldn't handle seeing him give in to the pressure, I felt so helpless. 'Uh, I uh...' his weak voice murmered, my heart felt like it was being suffocated as I heard this beautiful, strong man sound so vulnerable and scared

'Speak louder Mr. Salvatore' the prosecutor ordered, she pointed at the jury with a frosted red nail 'The Jury cannot understand your muttering'

Damon nodded reluctantly and he faced the crowd of curious people with a brave yet closed lip smile 'I was. I was at the scene' he admitted

I cradled my head in my hands and allowed a few stray tears to run down my cheeks. I couldn't let him see how broken up I was.

'Damon Salvatore was present at the incident and he is currently involved in a murder trial', I flinched as they mentioned the death '… He would be a risk to society so I insist that we decline bail' the crimson lipped prosecutor persuaded.

The judge peered at Damon's rigid form and he scratched his chin in deep thought. 'We will break for a 10 minute recess, after that please assemble back here and I will decide Mr. Salvatore's bail request'

I looked up at Damon and caught his gaze in my own heavy stare. He bit his lower lip nervously and stood up, allowing the police guard to take him back to the holding cell. I dragged my eyes away from Damon and pulled my attention to his lawyer who was packing away his breifcase. I quickly stood up and raced over to Damon's lawyer, I touched his shoulder lightly- urging his to turn and face me. 'Excuse me' I coughed awkwardly

The professional man turned around, he nodded and gave me a tightlipped smile as he recognized me 'Oh Hello- its Elena Gilbert, right… Damon's girlfriend?'

'...Elena Gilbert, right… yeah- but yeah. Look, Its about Damon, I know that he may get bail but I was wondering whether I could just talk to him… quickly' I asked

The lawyer frowned at me and dramatically sighed 'He is amidst a murder trial' he scoffed, before I could say a word, he continued his rant 'Infact, Damon Salvatore is amidst the murder trial of your-'

'I know!' I snapped, interpting him- I didn't want to hear anyone say their name. 'I know who died'; I know who had been murdered because of a stupid mistake made by me. A beautiful, innocent life had been taken.

'I know' I repeated in a softer voice 'I just… I really want to talk to him, please'

The smug-faced lawyer took a deep breath and quickly scanned his notes. I knew that it would be almost impossible for me to see Damon but it was worth a try. I hadn't seen him in over a month since he had been in police custody and I could almost feel myself being physically drawn to him while he was up on the stand earlier.

'Look, Miss Gilbert. You are deep in this investigation, much deeper than you are letting on… and the two of us both know that Damon shouldn't be the one taking the blame for what happened that night'

I thickly swallowed and squirmed underneath the lawyer's heavy stare.

'But, if you promise to keep the talk discreet and short, I can take you in with me quickly'

I felt my mouth turn up into a wide grin and I clasped my hands together in discreet excitement. The lawyer turned around and signaled for me to follow him towards the door near the back of the courtroom. I watched as other suspicious members of the audience watched me walk into the main hallway. I felt my breath halter and jolt as I came closer to where the holding cells were. I had never been down the back of a courtroom before, I felt kind of exhilarated since it was all secretive though I knew that I should be getting excited over such a disastrous event.

'Excuse me Mr. Smith but we aren't allowing visitors to see Mr. Salvatore' a guard said, stepping in front of the lawyer before we could turn the corner,

'She is my assistant, an intern on this case' he lied

I couldn't help but smirk, I am impressed. I thought that the lawyer was a tightass but this twist of words was quite the rebellious move for a man supposed to abide and fight for the law. I made sure not to show any emotion as I walked towards the holding cell.

The guard wandered towards the cell and unlocked the door before leaving the room and giving Mr. Smith and I some privacy. I stayed outside the room and allowed Mr. Smith to talk to Damon before me. I hid around the corner and I heard the hushed whispers exchanged between the two of them, then I heard the lawyers voice rise "There is actually someone who would like to see you" I acknowledged my cue and slid into the cell. Mr. Smith quietly walked out of the confinements of the room into the hallway, allowing Damon and I to have a quick moment of privacy

Damon looked up as I entered the room.

'Oh my god Elena' he breathed, unable to move 'Wha-what are you doing in here?'

Fuck, I'm such a wuss. I felt my voice break 'I just wanted to see you' my eyes widened and I peered at Damon from underneath my eyelashes.

Mr. Smith took a step back 'Be quick' he whispered while continuing to eye the door- making sure that the guard didn't come back. I guess it would look a little bit suspicious to have the supposed "intern" hugging a man on trial.

I slowly walked forward and flung my body into Damon's arms, he pressed my head against his chest and kissed the top of my head continuously. 'Its going to be ok' He sighed

I pulled away and held his arms by my sides. 'Its not.' I whispered, my eyes darted to check that Mr.. Smith wasn't listening, he wasn't.

'Elena, It's going to be fine, you are going to be fine' his husky voice soothed me. God dammit, he doesn't get it! I don't care about me, its my fault that everything happened… its my fault that they're dead.

I hung my head but cupped his chin with my shaking palms.

'I need to confess that this was all me' I whispered, it was only fair.

Suddenly Damon's sensitive persona disappeared, he pulled me closer and his blue eyes darkened. 'You will do nothing of the sort. We are in this shit too deep, if you start telling people that we were lieing… our story will come unraveling, let me ride this out'

I scoffed in shock 'Ride this out? Damon! This isn't a game?'

Damon leant into my body, his heated breath aroused my body and he whispered into my ear 'This all started as a game… its going to end as one' his voice sounded chilling and somber, I now realized that Damon was scared but he was taking the blame for me.

'No, I refuse to let you go down for this' I stifled back tears and pushed away from his persuading grip. Damon shook his head briskly and combed his fingers through his hair nervously. 'Elena Gilbert, if you go to jail… I will come right after you, I love you… let me love you'

'I know you love me! You don't need to prove it to me! You don't need to go to jail for me!' My voice broke and I felt my body begin to shake as tears thundered down my cheeks, it was painful to know that he wasn't letting me face my issue. It was my entire fault. Damon reached a hand to touch my shaking body, I regretfully shook him away and continued to heave and cry loudly. Mr. Smith must have heard the commotion and he quickly ran into the room.

'Miss Gilbert, its time to leave'

I shook my body ferociously, I didn't want to leave. This was my cell, I should be locked up. I should be on the stand pleading my guilt. My cries began to go higher; I felt the tears shake down my cheeks at the sound of my blood-curdling screams.

'Elena, please' Damon whispered, his eyes were red and I could tell that he was getting teary.

'Elena!' Mr. Smith shouted, he could hear the guard's footsteps coming closer as he must have heard my teary cries.

'Its my fault, Not Damon. Let me take the blame, please!' I gasped between heaving sobs

Mr. Smith looked at Damon as if to ask whether it was true, whether my pleading claims were the truth or not.

'She is lieing' He lied. He lied because he loved me. At that moment, I hated him for loving me, I hate him, and I hate him.

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thankyou for reading, I hope you enjoyed this TINY TINY chapter- the next ones will be longer haha

please review so I know whether to continue and begin to answer any questions ;)

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