TITLE : What Dreams May Come
DISCLAIMER : I don't own TVD or any of the recognizable characters. They belong to L.J. Smith, Kevin Williamson, Julie Plec, Caroline Dries, et al.,and CW Network.
SUMMARY : An unfulfilled promise. A grieving heart. A lost soul trying to find its way back to a great love. How will Elena cope with the loss of the man she was supposed to spend eternity with? Will Damon ever find his way back to her? Or will they only meet in dreams?
PAIRING(S) : Mainly Damon/Elena
RATING : T (just to be safe.) Might change later, depending on how wild the dreams get.
AUTHOR'S NOTES : That gap between a season finale and the premiere of the next season always gets to me. It fills my head with theories and assumptions. I imagine scenarios, and sometimes, they even seem coherent when I write them down. I'M NOT a professional writer, I do this for fun. Also, this is self-beta'd, so pardon the grammatical errors, if any.
"For in that sleep of death, what dreams may come..." ~ William Shakespeare
CHAPTER ONE – Dreaming Of You
Elena smiles as Damon escorts her at the outdoor dance floor in the middle of the garden in Mystic Falls Founder's Hall. She looks lovely in her royal blue satin dress, as she walks hand in hand with Damon, who looks handsome wearing his black suit and his signature smirk.
The music starts playing, they step front and face each other, then takes a bow, and then takes one step back. They raise their right hands up, their palms close to each other, but not touching, then take steps full circle, turning to the right.
"Are you happy?" Damon asked her.
"I'm happy, so long as I'm with you," Elena replied.
Then, they raise their left palms up, as they take steps full circle, turning to the left this time.
"Tell me something, when I stepped in as the poor substitute for my then-temporarily insane brother, did you ever imagined that someday, we'd get here?" he asked again.
Elena looked at him with confusion, as they raised both palms up, turning full circle to the right.
"What do you mean?" she asked.
She looked around them, and their surroundings began to change. The music was replaced with the song, "At Last" by Etta James, and instead of the garden, they were now in the middle of the dance floor inside a grand ballroom. And she's now wearing a long, white dress made of silk and lace, with white gardenias crowning her flowing brown hair. He looked beaming with happiness in his black formal tuxedo.
"That one day, you'd be my wife." Damon replied.
Elena gave him her happiest smile. "Like I told you before, Damon...all I see is a future with you."
"I love you, Elena Salvatore." Damon declared, as he leaned in for a kiss.
"And I love you, Damon Salvatore!" she answered, as she closed her eyes and met him halfway.
She felt all the passion and love between them behind that kiss. A kiss that would have left mere mortals breathless. Moments later, tears started flowing down her face. She opened her eyes when Damon pulled away from their kiss.
They were back in the middle of the woods, right outside the Mystic Falls Cemetery. Damon placed both his hands to cup her face, his thumbs gently wiping her tears away.
"I'm so sorry, Elena." His voice broke as he made his apology. "If love were enough, I'd be with you right now."
"No! Damon! Don't say it!" she begged tearfully.
"I wasn't lying when I told you that I saw my future with you the moment I laid my eyes on you," he said, almost choking on the words.
"No, Damon, please! Not yet! Just...we need more time!" she pleaded.
"God, I would give up everything just to be with you again!" he told her.
"It's not fair! Damon, you promised me! Remember? You gave me your word that you'd never leave me again!" She was sobbing and screaming.
Damon pulled her into his arms and held her tight. "I know. I'm sorry, Baby! Believe me, I'd stay if I could."
"I don't know if I can live my life again, without you with me." she said, with more tears flowing freely from her eyes.
"Sure, you can. You're my strong Warrior Princess, remember?" He kissed her on the crown of her hair. He pulled away and stepped back slowly.
"No, please, don't go!" she begged.
"Goodbye, Baby." he whispered so softly, she wouldn't have heard it if not for her vampire hearing.
"No! Please don't leave me!" she sobbed, as her knees gave out and slowly slid to the ground. "Come back to me!" she said, over and over, as if repeating the words would will him to come back.
Elena bolts up from her bed, her face covered with tears, and her body soaking with sweat. She was back in her new bedroom, back in her dorm at Whitmore College. Another dream. She's been plagued with a lot of them since that night she lost Damon. She laid down again, leaning towards her left, facing the side of the bed where Damon would have been, if he was there.
"I miss you," she whispered in the dark. "So much...it hurts."
She curled into a fetal position, and did what she had been doing for the past several weeks. Like many other nights, she cried and cried until sleep took her again.
~END OF CHAPTER ONE~
A/N 2 :
-I know...a memory and a fantasy, mashed into one dream that turned into a nightmare. What a sad way to start a story.
-FYI, most of the future chapters will be Elena's dreams. Some of them would be memories, most would be fantasies. This is how Elena would try to cope with Damon's death. But don't worry, because Damon won't stay as a dream forever.
-Apologies if the chapter seems short. The length of future chapters may vary. Some would be short, others would be long.
-Song Suggestion : Dreaming Of You by Selena
-Hope you liked what I've written so far, and that I've kept you intrigued enough to stick around for the next chapter. Reviews are not mandatory, but it is encouraged. Your comments serve as food for the muses. I welcome your opinions, but easy on the flames, please.