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Damon Salvatore and Killer Frost
(Salvafrost)
The Small Pout and Teary Eyes (Damon and Elena)
In the living room, Damon looked serious, sitting on the couch with a book on the table that he had just read. He put down the book after reading barely half of the page. He couldn't take his mind off what happened in the bar yesterday night. Someone came in his bar yesterday and now something was bothering his mind. He didn't even realize someone came. It was Elena, coming home from work.
"Damon, look what I got from work. The family of a patient of mine brought me some gift." She paused as she got to the living room.
Damon shook his head to take off his mind off whatever in his mind was. "Hey honey!" he opened his arms to welcome Elena who's taking a seat next to him. He planted a kiss on her forehead. Damon pursed a smile. However, Elena knew better. She knew him best than anyone.
"What is it that bothers your mind?" she put her arm around his shoulder to reach the back of his head. She caressed the back of his head to his neck, stroking his hair gently.
Damon put his hand on her lap. They definitely couldn't lie to each other or keep a secret from one another. Trust was the foundation of their relationship. "Someone came to the bar yesterday. He said that someone I knew from the past needed me. They needed me to help with their friend who got in the dark path."
"Why do they think you can help their friend?"
Damon let out a sigh. "Because I was once very important to her. She was like a sister to me. "
"Please tell me. I'd love to hear about it." Said Elena with understanding.
Damon closed his eyes for a second then opened them and looked at Elena. "I met her when she was a little girl. I saved her and her mother from an accident. Ever since the accident I checked up on her occasionally. "
Elena smiled teasingly. "I didn't know you cared for children as a vampire."
"She looked at me with the small pout and teary eyes." He mimicked a pout. Elena poked his pouted lips with her finger. "That hit me right in the heart."
"So long story short, I found out her mother abandoned her to achieve her career. She was sent to foster family but I couldn't let her knowing she didn't seem to be happy. So I took her in with me. I became her family and guardian for quite a long while until she grew up and ready on her own. I compelled her to go to Central City. Science and medical were her things just like you."
"Go, Damon. Help her. That girl needs you. I'd be so proud to see my man helping his friend in need." Now her hand was in Damon's jaw. "If anyone knows how to help someone to teach about control and darkness, it's you, Damon. I believe in you."
A smile was slowly formed on his face. He wrapped her arms around Elena's back then pulled her closer to him. His lips lingered on her lips, teasing, before he kissed her deep.
"I'm going to miss you so bad, baby. Can I have Caroline come over to accompany me?" Elena asked.
He nibbled her lips and said. "You can always have a family over, Elena."
Frozen Yoghurt (Damon and Caitlin)
Damon packed up his bag. He brought some important things along in his bag. He took out a box of photos and journals where he kept all his memories in it. He reached for a couple of photographs in it. He felt he relieved when he found them.
The first one was a photo of a little girl in a blue dress with an ice cream cone in her tiny hands. A bright smile on her face made her look so adorable and it put a smile on Damon's face as he's staring at her now. The girl in the photo was exactly 9 years old. He remembered that day Damon brought her to a carnival for her birthday.
Damon switched to the other photos which were mostly him and the young girl on her birthday since he used to take her out to different place each year. They could easily be taken as brother and sister with their similar facial features. Damon cared so much about her survival. All he ever wanted was for her to live her life and dreams, be independent and happy.
That girl was traumatized by the accident that killed her dad then tragically abandoned by her mother less than a year after that. When Damon couldn't accompany her, he'd trust her to her previous foster family yet he'd often check up on her. She'd cry when he had to leave her for weeks but Damon had his matter to do that he didn't want to get involved with from time to time. Despite his absence occasionally, for seven years, he's always been there whenever she needed him
"Frozen yoghurt!" Damon almost fell back as a girl pulled his hand with such enthusiast. "Damon, let's stop for some yoghurt." She pleaded.
Damon sighed. "Caitlin, we just had ice cream."
"It's frozen yoghurt time now." She insisted.
"If we keep stopping for some food, the gallery will be closed by the time we get there." He argued. "You said you wanted to visit it so bad. We only have one day left in this city before we go back tomorrow."
She raised a finger. "You asked for the ice cream. I want this frozen yoghurt." She walked into the frozen yoghurt store without asking further permission. Damon followed her inside and found Caitlin waiting in line. He talked to each person in the line to let him go first. He used some charms and few compulsions to make it easy.
"Caitlin, come right here." He yelled as he got in front of the counter. Caitlin walked forward looking surprised.
Caitlin tapped his arm. "How did you do it?"
"I have my charms." He winked.
"That is so cool. I love having a brother like you." Caitlin always saw Damon as a brother and guardian.
He put his arm around her head playfully, pulling her closer to his chest. "You just got lucky."
The photo that Damon was looking at flashed one of the best memories they had when they were in Boston. It was her 15th birthday and he took her to Boston. In the photo Caitlin had a bit of frozen yoghurt on her nose and didn't look ready for a photo.
"I've been missing you little sister." Damon whispered as he packed those photographs in his bag. "And we will meet again."
