I don't own Twilight.

I don't own Fifty Shades.

I am still writing Will you be there. I'm also writing some more on a book I started a while back that I'm hoping to finish and send off to some publishers so who knows what'll happen. I just got this idea in my head and I couldn't shake it. I'm not sure how long it'll be but I had to write it down.

After season 5 of TVD ended what if Bonnie and Damon are still alive but they have no memory what so ever of mystic falls or their lives? What if they woke up to find they have a whole different life with different people? What if those people live in Seattle and are part of the Grey family? What happens when they start to remember in dreams? Read on and find out.

Damon is still a vampire...kinda. Everyone will make an appearance. And please remember this is FANFICTION. Use your imagination a little.

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Chapter 1

"So Damon. Christian has told me very little about you but insists if anyone can help you it's me. Why don't you tell me what's going on?"

I look at the guy sitting across from me. Dr. Flynn. I didn't even want to come see a shrink but after the dreams I kept telling Christian about he thinks maybe he can help me make sense of them. I don't know how to explain it though. How do you tell someone that you've been having dreams that...feel real. Like another life. That's not the weird part though, the weird thing is that the girl in my dreams looks just like Ana...my fiancee's sister in law!

Yup, I'm a complete nut job. I mean now I can't even look at Ana without seeing...her. I don't have a name for my dream girl I only know that I love her, or I did...maybe. There are slight differences though. Their eyes are different, Ana has blue eyes and dream girl has brown. Dream girl has these adorable dimples while Ana not so much. Dream girls hair is a little bit darker than Ana's and it's longer. Yet the most significant difference is that dream girl is a vampire.

That's crazy right? Vampires don't exist, they can't. I know they can't because in my dream I am one...but I'm not. I have a heartbeat. I like my steaks REALLY rare but what's wrong with that? And yeah I can sometimes hear conversations from the other room but I'm not a vampire. I don't have speed like superman. I can't lift a building or something. So it's crazy.

"Then how come you sound like you are trying to convince yourself that it's crazy?"

I didn't even realize I was talking out loud until I heard the Dr speak again. I shrug as I answer him. "Maybe because it's not just the girl I'm dreaming about. I've had other dreams of a little brown hair, brown eyed little boy who I'm chasing through a huge garden in a backyard. I know the older boy is me because he looks likes me. The...the thing is...that dream was set in the 1800's Flynn."

He nods. "I see. The boy...did you dream a name or see him again?"

I nod. "I saw him again with me and the girl. We were at her house and she looked so broken and was threatening to set the house a blaze when he told me to help her. We were older though like the age I am now."

"And was that in the 1800's too?"

I shake my head. "No. It...it was modern day."

"Very peculiar Damon. I have to admit it is strange. I want you to try an exercise for me. Everyday write down the dream you had the night before, bring the journal with you and we will try to make a time line of sorts and see what happens? For now though our time is up. How about we meet again in one week?"

I shake his hand and make the next appointment. Maybe the good Dr doesn't think I'm a nut job. OR maybe he is just humoring you while wanting to have to committed. My asshole subconscious think in my head. I walk down the street heading toward the little Italian restaurant I like to have lunch at when I hear someone call my name.

"Damon!"

I turn towards Ana and stop to wait for her. "Hey Ana. What you up to?"

"Getting lunch. Where are you headed? You saw Flynn today right?"

"Getting lunch as well. Want to join me? And yeah I saw him." Fuck Christian the blabbermouth. She might even know about the fact dream girl looks like her.

"So...who's better looking, me or your dream fantasy?" Fuck. Me.

I growl. "He was supposed to keep his mouth shut."

She laughs. "I'm joking Damon. He's my husband he tells me everything. I won't tell anyone I swear. I just think it's weird you know?"

"You have no idea." I mutter under my breath.

We walk to the restaurant and grab a table for two. We notice the few paparazzi's standing outside pretending to not be looking at Mrs. Christian Grey but we ignore them. No story anyways just Christian's best friend having lunch with his wife it happens. We talk about everyday stuff during the meal. Ana and Mia are almost done planning the wedding. Their intricate little details make me glad I've left it up to my fiancee and soon to be sister in law to plan. I apparently have no taste since I suggested lilies instead of roses. I pay for the meal and offer to walk Ana back to Grey Publishing.

"Okay seriously Damon? Red and Black are NOT wedding colors. AT ALL!" Ana nearly shrieks at me when I tell her what colors I would have picked.

I hold up my hands in defense. "I was just saying what I would pick. I'm glad you guys chose pink and white. Although I thought white was a given considering the bride normally wears white but hey..."

"Ugh Damon!" She hits my arm. "Of course she is wearing white you ass. Just let the girls plan it. All you have to do is show up."

"Noted." I say as we pass through a crowd of people about a block away from Grey Publishing.

"Damon?"

I hear someone in the crowd whisper but I honestly think I'm imagining it. I've only heard that voice in a dream and the last thing it said was help her. I continue walking until I see Ana is not with me anymore. I turn to look for her and see her staring at someone. I grab her wrist and make her look at me. "Ana you okay?"

"He looks like you."

I look at her not understanding what she is talking about until I turn to find her looking at none other than the guy from my dreams. Brown hair, brown eyes, a little younger than me. And looking at me with surprise, love, relief, and confusion on his face.

"Damon?" He steps a little closer. "You're alive? You're..." He stops as he gets closer. "You don't know who I am do you?"

"No. I'm sorry but I have to get my soon to be sister in law to work."

I pull Ana behind me and make it a few steps away before I stop again at what he says. "Elena, wait!"