He was there. His lips only mere inches away from hers, she wanted nothing more than to fill the space but his words grasped the gap first,
"You will never be alone." the dark angel spoke
"Never let me be alone" she all but barely gasped out.
Just as His lips captured her own, she was sent to another place than her beloved's mind. She was back in the world she had destroyed with her Wings of Destruction, where the lonely pale lipped corpse seemed to be the only occupant. Ash still fell all around, landing in the midnight shaded hair of the deceased, except The Tree was still there, but without It's barriers still trapping It's latest victim.
So she went to him, just the sight of him brought her to her own knees. She couldn't stop herself when she eased open one of the dead eyelids to see if underneath captured any of the life it used to own. But instead it was as heart draining as before.
The midnight jewels with the newly illuminated green in them were the same, but this time you could see the wooden veins traced threw the iris, the same branches that took his undead life. They weren't wooden texturized looking though. More of the lapis lazuli of her own eyes with a golden glow like the color of her waterfall of hair. When she realized that the death branches were shaded like he own features to signify that it was her fault he was now gone forever, and they were intended for her to see, to choke her with guilt…
Elena awoke with a jolt, and with her first breath the name "Damon" came out before her teeth could clench to stop it before arriving.
She rolled over to see her alarm clock flashing 3:00a.m. exactly, and even though she knew she had to be up in a few hours, sleep seemed as far away as His soul was….lost somewhere in a place still unknown, yep she definitely was done sleeping for the night.