Author's Note:

Here it is, a new story which I had in my mind since s6 tragic finale, Damon and Elena didn't deserve this ending, and we sure don't deserve to wait till

next year to have them together again.

So I decided to write my own version of s7, focusing on Damon's life after Elena, Damon and Stefan's brotherhood, the complications with Lily and the

heretics, Steroline development, and finally How will Elena deal with Damon when she's back.

Another note, Elena will back earlier than you all will expect, so hang in there!

A huge thank you goes to AnnieSerena for beta'ing this chapter, you rock sister!

Prologue

"I would give it up in a second to be your husband, your partner, father of your kids" - Damon Salvatore

Present time

"Mommy!"

Elena stirred in her sleep, feeling a tiny fingers brushes along her right cheek, she groaned, pulling the covers over her head, "Not now honey, Mama needs

some sleep."

Another sleepless night because of her loving husband made Elena eager to close her eyes and never open them again for at least a day, and now her baby

girl is full awaken while she herself barely had a 2 hours' sleep.

Elena gasped feeling her daughter jumping next to her, she checked herself underneath the covers, thankful that she was still wearing Damon's black buttoned

up shirt, she didn't want her daughter questioning why her Mommy was sleeping naked.

Feeling the sleep useless below the covers, since her daughter wasn't going anywhere, Elena popped on one elbow watching her 3 years old toddler giving

her an innocent smile for waking her up.

Rose Lily Salvatore was her daughter, her happiness, her everything especially when she looked so beautiful with her dad's baby blue eyes and raven hair.

Elena brushed her daughter's hair from her forehead and her baby showed her a half toothy grin, Rose always loved the gesture, Elena wondered where she

got that from...

Elena took her daughter to her lap, examining her, she was wearing a short blue dress with 2 messy ponytails hanging from each side of her head, Elena

narrowed her eyes, "Wait a second, did daddy do that to you?"

She knew Damon struggled with Rose's hair each time he tried to arrange it, but she couldn't help but chuckle at her baby's pout when she exclaimed, "I love it

Mommy!"

Of course she loved them! Rose was her daddy's girl, whatever Damon did to her hair was beautiful to her, Damon won her over by playing with her dolls, she

always loved it.

"So, where's daddy now?"

Rose clapped her tiny hands together, "He say he meet Uncle Steffy!"

Elena tapped her daughter's nose with her finger gently and smiled, "He's Uncle Stefan, Rose, not Steffy."

Rose frowned, "But Daddy calls him Steffy all the time!"

Elena reasoned, "That's because daddy is trying to get a rise out of him, but you can't."

"What rise out of him?"

Elena pointed, "Getting him angry."

Rose questioned with little fear, "Will Uncle Stefan hate me?"

Elena laughed, "No baby girl, come on, let's go eat breakfast, I will make you your favorite."

Rose shook her head, "Daddy make pancakes for me."

Elena stood from the bed, hands on her hips, "Oh really?"

Rose nodded eagerly then motioned to Elena's bare legs, "Mommy, why you not wearing pants?"

Elena flushed, remembering last night with Damon being all sexy and sweaty...

"Damon", she breathed, as Damon nipped at a particular spot on her neck. His hands were on her breasts, doing all kinds of amazing things to them. He suddenly

pinched her nipples hard, and she couldn't help but moaned out loud, "Oh God, Damon." He smirked and continued to tease her.

She felt his hands going past her stomach to her center. Her heart started to pound uncontrollably. When he reached there, he ripped her underwear off her body and

threw them on the floor. He found her wet and ready, exactly like he thought.

He continued his exploration and was touching her everywhere but there. Taking pleasure in her moans and cries, he pushed her higher and higher until she tumbled

over the edge. "Please.", she pleaded.

Knowing exactly what she wanted, he stroked the soft wet folds, dipping a finger inside of her, chucking softly. Her moans maximized and just when she thought she

couldn't take it anymore, he added a second finger. Her body started to shake terribly as his fingers were going in and out of her at a faster pace. She pulled his head in

front of hers and pressed her lips on hers, muffling her cries.

Immediately, he replaced his fingers with his already hard shaft, filling her inside completely. They both groaned in unison. Her eyes widened at the sensation. Slowly,

he began to move inside of her. She sunk her fingers into his hand and pulled his month back to hers. She kissed him with a hunger as he started to move faster,

pushing her once again over the edge.

She laced her fingers through his, moaning his name. He felt her muscles tighten against him and he knew she couldn't last much longer. Stroking her even harder,

he breathed, "Elena." They moaned as they came together inside her, her nails digging into his skin.

They remained still for a few moments, trying to recover from their heated makeup. Few moments later, he pulled himself out and laid beside her. She missed him

instantly. "God, that was amazing." Elena said, cuddling him. "Indeed, it was." Said Damon, wrapping his arm over her stomach, burying his face in her shoulder. As

he pulled the covers over them, they slept with a smile on their faces.

Coming back to the present, Elena saw her three-year old toddler staring at her with confusion. From a moment, she wondered, when suddenly she

remembered that her daughter had asked a question and was probably waiting for an answer.

Elena cleared her throat, "Ahem, well...Because mommy was feeling a little itchy in her legs."

They heard the front door open and close, Rose ran out of the room screaming, "Daddy's here! Wear something Mommy!"

Elena exclaimed, "Rose! Be careful with those stairs!"

She heard her daughter slow down a bit, a smile formed on Elena's lips when she heard Damon's voice down the stairs saying, "Who's daddy's girl?"

Rose shouted, "Rose!"

Elena grinned hearing mixture of laughter and giggling, then Rose exclaimed again, "Uncle Stefan!"

Stefan was also here? She better change into something fast, she needed to congratulate Stefan on his engagement to Caroline, her best friend.

Stefan and Caroline have been fighting their feelings for each other for a long while now till Stefan proposed last night, Caroline was so happy and gushy on

the phone about how romantic it was, till Damon interrupted them by kissing Elena, saying that Caroline needs to do the same with Stefan and hanged up.

Elena stripped off of her clothes, taking a quick shower then put a pair of black skinny jeans and a blue blouse to match Rose's dress.

After straightening her hair, she stared at her reflection in the mirror, she looked beautiful, satisfied and more importantly, she looked happy.

And it was all because of him.

She blushed looking at her wedding ring shinning in her finger, Elena bit her lips, remembering the happiest day of her life.

She glanced at the wedding photo on their nightstand, how much have passed till they got to that moment...

All the heartbreak, the sacrifices, and the obstacles that stood in their way, yet they found their way back to each other.

Descending the stairs, she wore a happy grin, seeing Damon on their couch, setting Rose on his legs, and laughing at something that she said.

"Rise and shine, sleepy head", Damon acknowledged her with a knowing smirk and a wiggle of his eyebrows.

Elena flushed and wanted to smack him for keeping her awake last night, but hey, whoever heard them last night knew she wasn't complaining at all.

Stefan smiled at Elena, "How's my favorite sister in law doing?"

Elena rolled her eyes before taking him in a bear hug, "Please, I'm your only sister in law."

Stefan laughed and she continued genuinely, "I'm really happy for you and Caroline, congratulations Stefan."

Stefan hugged her back, "Thank you, it means a lot to me."

Damon pouted from the couch, "Everyone is hugging, can't I get a hug too?"

Rose wrapped her tiny arms around him, "I hug you daddy!"

Elena rolled her eyes at them, then leaned to kiss Damon's cheek who suddenly turned his head so it landed on his lips instead, Elena smacked his chest,

''Damon!" motioning to their little girl.

"Well, you let her see you bare-legged, so I guess she saw enough."

"Rose! You told him?"

Rose hid her face in her daddy's chest, while Damon eyed Elena suggestively.

Stefan smirked from his seat, "Oops."

Elena ran her fingers through her hair, embarrassed, "I'm gonna go, get us some drinks or something."

She ran to the kitchen, already started preparing the drinks for her husband and her brother in law, and an orange juice for her toddler.

She glanced around the kitchen, it's been two years since they moved back to the boarding house, after everything that went down three years ago, the

house needed a lot of repair, it still felt like home though.

It was her home, and she couldn't be happier to be here.

A pair of strong hands suddenly circled her tiny waist and she gasped feeling her back pressed to a hard chest.

Damon kissed the side of her neck, "Good morning wifey."

Elena leaned to him and entwined her fingers with his, "Mornin' hubby."

Damon smiled kissing her cheek, "Whatcha making?"

"Iced tea for you and Stefan."

Elena turned around so that she was facing him, circling her hands around his neck, "I'm assuming Stefan is staying for lunch?"

Damon pouted, "Yeah, which means our kitchen won't see any action tonight."

Elena pecked his lips, "Aw, don't pout, you'll get to make lunch today."

Damon rolled his eyes, "It's not like I'm not doing all the cooking everyday or anything."

Elena leaned and placed a soft kiss against his lips, "That's why I love you."

Damon responded with passion, deepening the kiss and running his hands along her sides.

"Daddy!"

Damon groaned pressing his forehead against Elena's, "And here it comes."

Elena chuckled, "C'mon daddy, your girl is asking for you."

Damon released her reluctantly, "You'll make it up for me later honey."

Elena winked at him playfully, "I'm counting on it."

Damon gave her a cute pout but took the drinks with him for his brother and his precious baby girl in the living room.

Elena headed for the basement, where Damon keeps all his liquor, she needed a very good, old drink for them to celebrate Caroline and Stefan's engagement.

Picking up a bottle of bourbon, she noticed some sort of a wood taking the form of shelf in the back of the basement.

Elena frowned then removed the several bottles of alcohol aside, and found a wooden box that dust covered most of its features.

With more effort than she thought, the box was finally opened, Elena reached into the box with a deep frown present on her face.

"What the hell...?"

She found her old diary, the one she gave Caroline and Bonnie after she fell in the sleeping spell.

She remembered Bonnie telling her that the diary went missing just after a week when she was gone.

Why would it be here?

Elena leaned against the wall, opening the diary, the first page read 'Damon, May 22nd 2013.'

Elena held her breath, continuing to the next page, why would Damon write in her diary? And here she thought Damon said 'Journals are lame.'

She shook her head amused, noticing his perfect hand-writing, she glanced to the rest of the page.

"My Elena...

You asked your friends to write for you in your diary but I stole it! You can kill me for that when you wake up, 'cause God only knows how much I'm waiting for that day.

I know I always hated journals but that because I didn't have good enough memories to reminisce about, you know?

But then again there's my memories with you, I want to tell you about me at first, not the vampire, but the human who I wished you'd have met.

So, here goes.

Dear diary...

I'm so not starting with that!

Beginning with 'Dear Diary'? Really? It is lame, besides Blondie or Witchy may find out that I stole the diary, read it and take it up against me, thanks but no thanks.

I'll start with my way, be careful there, a lot of my ego will be stroked so hang in there honey.

My name is Damon Salvatore.

A one hundred and seventy-four years old baby blue-eyed vamp with black raven hair, not to mention, the eternal stud.

I was born in Mystic falls in 1840, my parents were Giuseppe Salvatore and Lillian Salvatore. I also have a younger brother Stefan, you know, your ex-boyfriend but

that's another topic for later.

For as long as I remember, it was difficult to be the only son, you know when your dad tells you he sees all his hopes and dreams in you. You would freak the hell out,

it's not easy to do something, especially when it's not even something you love, so you fail miserably in it.

But then my mom gave birth to Stefan after 7 years from having me.

So, of course my dad turned to his new joyful and new purpose of life. My brother Stefan.

You'd think I had been happy that his attention was focused on someone else now.

The truth is, it never felt that way.

My dad completely ignored me, like I never existed, but I manage to handle it. Although my dad always preferred Stefan over me, I was okay with that.

Why?

Because I love my brother.

And because I was Mama's boy.

My human mom, not the one who tried to rip your throat out, FYI. My mom always loved me and Stefan as equals but she was also closer to me.

We would spent the evenings together, after Giuseppe and never crying baby Stefan went to sleep, we would be reading books and laughing, she also knew one or two

languages that she taught me.

When I turned 16, my dear mother got sick with consumption, a deadly disease back then.

I was horrified.

I saw her wither away, she wasn't even putting any attempt to fight back. She was miserable, sad and teary all the time, that's what the family's doctor told me.

Then my dad send her away from us.

I don't think I ever hated someone so much in my life. I tried to fight him back but all I got was beatings and couple bruises to never repeat that ever again.

So I stayed put, and paid secret visits to her, when I begged her to fight, at least long enough for my younger brother who was missing his mother so much.

I remember when she looked at me with empty eyes, a frustrating silence was all I got as an answer from her. It got me upset, she's not willing to fight for her sons.

Then on her last days, she told me why.

My dad was cheating on her, in her own home. When he was pretending to be resting in his study he was actually making some whore rests on his lap.

Bastard, have I known sooner, I would have took off with Stefan, and left him alone to rot like the dog he truly is.

But I couldn't, because Stefan was only 10 years old, a young boy who sees his father like his idol and besides he wouldn't understand why his dear dad would need

another woman beside his mom, so I kept my mouth shut, handled his insults when I was already shuttered inside.

Then my mom passed away.

The day of her funeral, I was dressing Stefan, and fixing his tie, it clinched my heart seeing how Stefan had tears in his eyes, missing our mother deeply.

I promised him to be at the funeral, to be there for him, then I bailed. I freaked out, I didn't need to see my dad's wicked smirk nor people's sympathetic looks and

handshakes. I didn't want to see the responsibility that was waiting for me ahead.

I wanted to convince myself that I could take care of my baby brother, but when I saw the hope in his little green eyes, I ran.

Spending endless hours mourning my dead mother who I barely recognized on her last days.

When my senses finally got back to me, I went back to the cemetery only to find my brother standing over my mom's grave, the look of hurt on his eyes was breaking

my heart because I failed him.

Then I realized I didn't actually say goodbye to my mom, I would never see her again.

I spent the next hours holding Stefan and crying over my dead mother, my ignorant father and my only brother.

Promising to never leave Stefan.

Some would think I hated Stefan for dad preferring him over me, but I didn't. I adored my baby brother, I just couldn't tell him.

I remember when my mom was pregnant with Stefan, I was consumed with happiness.

The thought of having a sibling was amazing, especially if he was a boy, a one I could teach how to play football, how to ride a motorcycle and also how to throw a punch at someone who pisses you off.

I remember when Stefan was finally here, in my mom's arms after sixteen hours labor, a 7 years old version of me stared in awe at him, I held his tiny hand in mine,

he was so small, funny thing that even when I couldn't protect myself, I still promised him I'll never let anyone hurt him.

Stefan got older, when the years gone by, I taught him how to play football, I bought him a motorcycle, even though it was cheap and probably didn't function good as

well, he adored it and kept taking care of it, it made me happy and proud.

I also taught him how to punch, but ended up breaking his nose in the process, I don't think we ever felt happier in our lives, especially after mom died, but Stefan and

I were, we were so happy.

Until I had to go to the army.

My father was already so pissed at me, as his elder, I should have applied to the army sooner, but I always hated violence, I mean what's the point of shooting people

and trying to convince them with something that they don't want?

Anyway, I went there, I was 24 and Stefan became 17, we were having contacts during letters and he tells me how much he misses me.

My bond with my brother was unbreakable, or at least, that's what I thought till a certain girl walked in our lives, changing it forever.

Katherine Pierce.

She was the most beautiful, stunning and sexiest girl I have ever laid eyes on, and let me tell you, I saw plenty.

She was different, had this strange aura surrounding her, and God help me, I fell in love with her.

What I didn't notice while trying to gain her affections, my brother was also very smitten by her.

But what I hadn't expected, that she wanted both of me and my brother.

Turned out she was also a vampire, you know that kind of a creature that me and my brother were raised to hate, not to fall in love with.

Katherine was also very smart, compelling Stefan to not be afraid of her, because he was terrified once he knew her true nature.

Me? I never cared what Katherine was, because I loved her, I would do anything for her, including turning into a vampire like herself, so that we can spend the eternity

together forever.

However, Katherine had another thing coming, had a plan to ensure her safety and to hell with anyone else.

She exposed her 26 vampire friends to the entire town, let them cage them all in a church and light the whole thing on fire.

Katherine pretended to be caught as well till she made her great move and she fled the whole town because someone was already after her.

More fool me, I thought I should go rescue her, after Stefan accidentally told dad about her, Stefan and I teamed up to save her life only to lose ours in the process by

our own father.

When we both woke up in transition, after Katherine was feeding us her blood, I felt anger killing me.

Not just jealous that she was banging my brother at the same time but also because I'm an immortal now but alone for the rest of the eternity.

It was all Stefan's fault.

I guess you know the rest, I'm sure Stefan already told you and..."

"Elena?"

Elena flinched hearing Damon calling her name, she glanced at her watch noticing that she was absent for 30 minutes.

"Crap!", she quickly put the book in its box and back to its place.

She held the bottle just in time when Damon emerged to the basement, "There you are."

Elena gave him a nervous smile, trying to move away from her spot but it was too late, her husband was already too smart for his own good.

"What are you hiding?" he teased, taking a step toward her, but she replied quickly "Nothin', it's something to celebrate your brother's engagement".

Damon looked behind her "Is that...?", then the shock was present on his features, knowing exactly what that was, but he recovered quickly, "I see you found

my secret diary."

Elena nodded feeling guilty, tucking a piece of hair behind her ear, "Sorry, I read a few pages."

Damon bit his lips looking at her. "So, i guess now you know who stole the diary ha?"

Elena retrieved the box again and pulled the diary out, "Yeah, but I never thought you would write something for me".

"I never thought either", he looked nervous, leaning at the wall.

Elena whispered looking at the diary "I didn't think i would see it again, why didn't you tell me?"

Damon shrugged, "I don't know, I meant for you to read them, but it's just...", he paused closing his eyes briefly, "I've been in a very dark place back

then, when I lost my humanity and all, I feel like a coward because I don't feel like remembering those past years."

Elena walked toward him and taking his hand in hers, "Hey, I've been there with you, remember? just because you wanted to share it with me, doesn't make

you a coward, okay?"

Damon stared at her with vulnerability raw in his blue eyes, but nodded "How about, after we put Rose into bed, we lay down and read it together?"

Elena leaned her head against his chest, "Sounds perfect."

Annnnd here's the prologue!

I know you probably have so many questions but you need to wait till you see what happened that led to this prologue, but basically Delena are married

and we will know what went down when she was forced into that sleeping spell till she wakes up, this story also features less Bonnie which I'm sure we

all thankful for.

This story will have few chapters but long ones, that depends on what you guys want

PS: Elena will be a very major part of this story, that's for sure, so i wont keep her asleep, she'll probably be awake in 3 or 4 chapters!

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