Eternal

Chapter 1 - Damon Reflects

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Eternal (A Witch and a Vampire)

Story takes place after the Villains this season die. Whenever that is. So it may be more like end of S8-ish. When I wrote it, I had no idea what directions s8 was going. So yes... there will be some Bonenzo. I didn't want to post this until I had 10 chapters written. But I figure, with tvd ending soon, I should get it up, because I don't know where I will be with fanfic once tvd is over ;( I really have enjoyed the Bamily and being embraced by you guys, even though I'm all late in the game. Also I wrote this story before Tyler Died, so he is in this story still, I don't want to change that. Thank you. Please Enjoy it. You guys have been great! (PS, I will be adding to older stories which I have been asked about. I am working on updates for several as we speak.)

"You alright?" He asked his brother.

"Yeah. Why would you ask?" Answering nervously was always a sign he was feeling slightly insecure.

"You have rubbed your hands through your hair several times. You are going to ruin the do."

"I'm, sorry, we can't all have eternally perfect hair Stef."

"Says the Eternal Stud. Self-proclaimed." He chuckled.

Damon paced back and forth in front of the fire place. Yes, the fire was lit, it was the approaching of sunset and he was getting ready for one of the biggest moments of his life. Stefan walked up to him adjusting his tux. Although, Damon was rarely anything other than perfectly dressed and coifed, today he was fidgeting like a human. "Thanks." Damon said giving a grateful nod and sight grin, cocked to the one side. His face went serious again and his hands found their way back through his hair. Stefan shook his head. There was no calming Damon down. He need reinforcements and help.

"I'll be right back, okay."

"Sure thing Stef." Damon said, hardly paying attention. He was deep inside of himself. His thoughts and his fears were all the same.

Stefan made his way upstairs to his room and grabbed his cell phone. He dialed a number and made a quick call. It only rang twice before the receiver answered.

"Hey, where are you man?"

"Almost there. Let me guess. He's nervous?"

"Yup. But he won't admit it."

"Classic Damon. I'm not too far bro. Should be pulling in any minute now."

"Okay. Don't forget the Blanton."

"I have two bottles."

"Good. Hurry up." Stefan hung up the phone just as the love of his life walked through the door. He turned and grinned. Then he slid his phone into his pocket and shook his head clutching the bridge of his nose.

"I've been searching the entire manor for you."

"I was downstairs until about three minutes ago."

"I just came from the back yard. I searched the entire courtyard and then a waited for the caterers to finish prepping the tables."

"They aren't putting food out, yet are they?"

"No. They aren't. Just setting up." Her arms casually drape around his neck and they smile as if they were falling in love all over again. Her smile lit up his life. They had been through so much together. It was just a shock to him, that they stood before one another. She kissed him gently and as they pulled up he teased her with an eskimo kiss. "I guess, I can't tell the guys that you give those more than I do?"

"I'd have to kill you."

"Have I ever told you, how handsome you look in a tux?"

"Have I ever told you that yellow looks beautiful on you?"

"Have I ever told you –" They were interrupted with an opening door.

"Sorry to interrupt. I just, uh… I need Stefan for a minute. Is that okay?"

"Sure Damon. Anything for my future brother-in-law."

"That sounds weird, when you say it." He said nervously. She and Stefan looked at each other and smiled. Damon's nervousness was endearing in these moments. He was so vulnerable and nervous. She walked out of the room and left them alone. "Can I ask you a question?"

"Since when do you ever ask me, if you can ask me a question?"

"Since, I forgot my own name five minutes ago."

"Damon, you have got to relax. Everything is going to be okay. Anyways…what's up?"

"What if she realizes she is making a mistake? I mean, all these years later, and it was never conventional you know. The way we got together. We were each technically with other people. What if she realizes that what we have, is a huge mistake?"

"She isn't fickle-minded. She loves you more than anything."

"But, she can always wake up one day, and no longer feel that way. She can always wake up and remember all of what we have done to each other over the years. Everything I've done to the people she loves."

"Damon, I am sure she knows what has happened over the years. She has thought about what you two have been through and she knows what all of this means. She loves you Damon. Stop doubting you deserve her love. Trust me. I did that for too long. Take my advice. Allow her to love you the way she loves you, because that is the human in her, that holds on to what you both have, and always have had."

Damon looked at Stefan with such lost eyes. Eyes Stefan had never seen. Not even in their human lives. Damon was always with answers. Right or wrong he has something to say. For the first time, he was rendered speechless. Someone, brought him to such elation he had no words.

A sudden knock on the door, interrupted Damon's unconscionable silence. "Someone asked for reinforcements?"

"Come in, finally. Ric. How long does it take to be on time?" Stefan asked.

"Technically, I am early. As asked by the best man."

"Yesterday." Stefan said.

"With all due respect, Stefan, twenty-four hour notice to get a woman and two kids to change their schedules by a couple of hours is last minute planning. Not to mention, both kids are girls, and the woman is pregnant."

"Sorry. Damon is a ball of nerves and I just wanted to calm him down."

"Damon, here." Alaric poured a glass of Bourbon for him. "This bottle is yours. And Stefan and I will share this one? Hey has anyone heard from Enzo?"

"Not since last week. He said he'd be here." Stefan said annoyed.

"He will be here Stefan. I know Enzo. He may be a few choice words most days, but he's family. He'll be here." Damon said. Then he swigged his Bourbon. "Damn this is better than I thought it would be. Your taste in alcohol is getting better Ric. It's not as old as I'd like, but its good. Damn. This is good." He said quickly finishing that one and pouring another.

"I wish I was drunk enough to find your hair acceptable, Damon. I'm not used to your hair looking like that unless I you just finished having sex. Which reminds me of the time we all went to the Caribbean and I walked in on you and-"

"We get it Ric. We were in the wrong room. Our bad. We learned our lesson after you stood there quietly and watched us for several minutes without saying anything."

"I'm sorry. I couldn't help it, I had never seen a woman move like that before. I was kind of…"

"Not another word!" Damon barked and drank his drink. Both Ric and Stefan laughed. "You weren't alone. I can't believe the two of you have seen her naked, and I let you live. It kind of makes me want to kill you all over again."

"She has sense forgiven and forgotten. So, I can live with myself knowing she doesn't think differently of me. Still, your hair looks bad. You need to get someone to come fix it." Ric said looking between Damon and Stefan.

"Stefan, fix my hair."

"Wait what?"

"You heard me, Oh great hair god. Please fix my hair." Damon said rolling his eyes.

Stefan laughed. "That wasn't so hard, was it?"

"It was actually."

Ric looked back and reflected with Damon. "Who would've thought years ago, we'd be standing here?"

"Not me. But, here we are." Damon said and he was feeling a little more himself again after a couple of drinks.

Five years ago

"Damon, please... I can handle it, just go. Enzo will be here."

"Bonnie, I have to. You're going to bleed out, if I don't take you to a hospital now."

"He'll be here Damon. Just go. Stefan needs you."

"You need me Bon Bon. We're in another country. On some rabid ass search for another living Bennett, so that you can do this spell. Stop pushing me away. I was gone for three years unable to help you. Then you got very sick." He said nearly to anger. "I fought like hell to save your life. I'm here, now Bon. I'm not going to let you die, damnit. Don't push me away."

"Stefan is in trouble." Bonnie insisted.

"He has Caroline. Who do you have?"

"Enz-"

"Yet, he's not here. Bonnie, don't do this, let me give you blood to heal you."

"No, I can't take your blood."

"Why, because of his insecurities? I don't care. Just because you refuse Enzo's blood, and he lets you, doesn't mean, I'm gonna let you refuse mine."

"Go, Damon. Please. Help Stefan, Enzo said he'd be here on time. I can hold on." She said as her punctured abdomen bled out profusely, then she started coughing up blood.

"No, you can't, Bon Bon." He looked at her then her eyes shut and her face fall back as he held her in his arms. This wasn't abnormal for Bonnie and Damon. They were saving each other every other weekend these days. Bonnie's pulse slowed quickly, and Damon couldn't handle it, he sped her to the nearest hospital, but she was fading out quickly.

"We're going to have to operate sir. She may not survive with the amount of blood she's lost. If we can save her, we need to operate immediately. Her puncture went as low as her reproductive organs, if we don't operate, she may never be able to have children."

Damon's eyes watered. His lips tightened. He rubbed his hands through his hair, and paced back and forth until the doctors disappeared to operate on Bonnie. He stood for all of three seconds thinking about his options. Second one, he thought about giving her his blood to heal her, and she'd wake up perfectly fine. Second two, he realized that when she woke up, she'd be angry with him, for going against her wishes, but she'd heal, and be able to have children. Second three, he realized she'd be mad, but she'd forgive him eventually. Damon sped into the operating room and heard the EKG monitor flatline, all he wanted to do was heal her, and he did. He bit into his wrist and put his blood in her mouth after compelling the surgeons, then he sped out of the room and waited.

Two hours later, Bonnie's phone rang. Enzo

"Where the hell are you? She's been calling you all day, and tonight she was attacked."

"It wasn't for nothing. I was on a lead, to a Bennett."

"What?"

"Lucy Bennett. Possibly still alive."

"That all sounds interesting. It even sounds like it might matter to Bonnie, if she weren't fighting for her got damn life!" He yelled through gritted teeth. "Enzo, you pathetic excuse of a boyfriend. You, pathetic excuse of a man. You don't deserve her. As much as I hate you right now, you still need to get your ass over here and wait for your girlfriend to wake up. We are at the same hospital near the airport."

"You said, girlfriend. You mean Fiancé."

"On a technicality." Damon said hanging up the phone in Enzo's face.

He threw his phone in anger and busted it into pieces. "Gahh." He yelled pulling his hair. It had been a couple of hours and he hadn't heard anything. He wandered around the halls and until he got to Bonnie's surgical room. What he heard frightened him, the EKG Monitor was still flatlining and Bonnie was hooked up to it still. The what he saw was even worse. Four dead bleeding surgeons with bite marks on their necks. He looked up into a terrified Bonnie's eyes, then down to the blood trailing from her mouth, and his dead heart stopped. He was speechless and he was in trouble.

"Bon Bon." He trailed off quietly.

Present Day

"It must have been scary to see your best friend, just die."

"I can't even explain it. I was feeling everything in the moment." He looked down, remembering the day it happened. "That was the day I lost my best friend. It was the worst day of my life." Damon's nerves worked up again.

"Well, come on. We have time for one more glass. I'm going to have to check on my pregnant wife soon. She will need a foot rub before the ceremony, swollen pregnant feet can't stay in dress shoes for very long. Not even flats."

"I know what you mean. I remember those days from when the Gemini coven impregnated my, then girlfriend, with twins. She ate wildly and swelled in places I didn't know she could swell. My apologies. Alaric, you probably don't want to hear that."

"Nah, it's okay. I get to experience now. Not to mention Josie and Lizzie are very much alive and healthy."

"Oh, Damon sorry brother. I know that's a sore spot for you. Pregnancy and kids."

"Ahh, I'm a big boy Ric." Damon said tossing his blue eyes at the guys and cocking a smile to one side of his face.

"Yeah. I'll admit, from the day I met you, you've definitely grown for the better. She always had a way of bringing it out of you."

"That's why I'm marrying her. I can't do this thing called life without her. She my absolute, better half."

Even though, today is supposed to be the best day of his life, Damon took a minute to think back. He couldn't help but to remember the moment that haunted him for so long. The day he killed his best friend.

Five years ago

"Bon Bon." He said, dropping his head to the palms of his hands. "I'm so-"

"Damon! What did you do to me?" She screamed. "How could you do this to me?" Her screams grew agonizingly loud.

"Bon. Let me get you outta here. Please, or we are going to be in a lot of trouble if someone finds us. Come on. Let me take you out of here."

"NO! Don't touch me. Don't touch me!" She cried, feeling her face and the blood that covered her mouth.

"Bon, I'm- I didn't-" he had no words, but he had to think quickly to keep her from getting in trouble. "Bon sit tight, I have to destroy all evidence of this and the evidence of us being here." Damon quickly destroyed all evidence in the hospital of his and Bonnie's ever being there and he came back to her room and she wasn't there. He destroyed the hospital and the new evidence of them being there until he found her in a bathroom crying. She didn't say anything to him, he just picked her up and sped her out of there. When they got back to where everyone was staying, she looked at Damon and told him.

"I hate you, Damon Salvatore. I hate you with everything in me, and I never want to see you, ever again." She went her way, making due promise on her words. She stopped speaking to him that day.

Present Day

Damon thought back to that day hating himself. Stefan looked at his brother, "Listen you've made mistakes in the past. You've lost people along the way, but today isn't the day to dwell on it. Today is the day you get married to the woman of your dreams, and nothing else matters. Everything is going to be, just fine. I promise you."

Damon nodded his head and sipped his Bourbon.

"If everything were that simple Stefan."

So, TVD ends soon, and I have no idea how FF works after a show ends. But I figured I would get more of my stories out before it ends, in case people decide to leave tvd fanfic... anyways, I've been sitting on this a few months. Hope you enjoyed it so far.