Prompt:

Must include:
-Delena ship, perhaps a touch of Klaroline if you can.
-Elena dies and Jeremy is able to communicate with her and Damon must talk to her through Jeremy
-Damon finds a way to make her corporeal again
-Elena must come back with a special ability of your choosing, but not a medium like Jeremy
-Stefan ... Doesn't have to exist in the fandom unless you want him to, but if he does, he has to be evil-Stefan.
-Five years will have elapsed between the time Elena died and when Jeremy is able to start communicating with her.

This story will be several chapters long. Not sure how many just yet. Please Review (:

Elena looked through the murky water at Stefan. He had come to her of the car, and oh how badly did she wish she could scream. Her paling fingers pointed towards a near dead Matt as if to yell. "SAVE HIM NOT ME." If Stefan were to save her, and not Matt, she wouldn't be able to live with herself. Stefan realized what she meant, and with a pained expression he swam to Matt's side, and ripped open the door.

Elena smiled as she saw Matt being carried out of the car and to the surface. It was at the moment, when Stefan went to the surface, she knew she would die. Oddly, she wasn't afraid this time. So many times before she had feared death, fearing the cold slip under, but now she welcomed it. She was dying so a friend could live, a friend who deserved to live.

Stefan laid Matt down on the asphalt and made sure to check if his heart was working. After getting his breathing going again, he dove under to get Elena. His main focus had been on her, but he knew if he had saved her instead of Matt, she would never have forgiven him. The only thing he could do was hope she was still alive.

Elena's eyes had become dreadfully heavy. She may be welcoming death, but that didn't mean she wouldn't fight it as long as she could. A knock came on the window, causing her body to half jump, and her eyes looked, but could barely see. The life was draining out of her, causing her vision to blur and her movements to become slow. Elena saw what she thought to be Damon…why would Damon be here? Her murky thoughts cleared when she heard Stefan call for her. She turned from him to look at the front seat. Her father reached out his hand. His eyes were so sad and regretful. He mouthed two words, followed by three. "I'm sorry, I love you." Her father grasped her hand tight, then let go as his life left him.

This was how it was supposed to be. Elena should have died with them that day, and now life was doing what it had to. Righting the wrongs, all the wrongs that had happened since the balance of life was altered forever. Elena smiled at him then took one last look at the window, only to see Damon smiling back at her. Her heart gave a leap, seeing him, in her last moments was all she wanted. "I love you Damon." She managed to mouth before her vision began to go dark and her lungs that were once struggling, relaxed and accepted their fate. Elena died peacefully that night.

Stefan yelled and screamed for her to wake as he ripped open her door. Grabbing her lifeless body he swam quickly to the surface sitting her on the pavement next to Matt, who was breathing normally, but still unconscious. "Elena, wake up. Please." He begged her. Stefan moved his hand to check for a pulse, silently begging any God that there was. He pulled away sadly feeling nothing but cold, clammy skin. "I'm so sorry." He said looking at her.

Damon arrived at the hospital and found Dr. Fell. "Where's Elena?" He yelled. Having to suppress the urge to strangle her; seeing that she was no longer in her hospital room. "Damon, Jeremy took her home, listen, I didn't tell him the whole truth. Elena had brain damage. I didn't want to tell him, it would have hurt him." She let out the truth with a breath of relief. Damon nodded and left quickly. He found Alaric waiting for him as he left. "Damon…" He said in a choked voice.

Alaric fell to his knees choking, his skin turning a dark gray. Damon's mind went into alert mode. "No…no no no Alaric, you can't be dying!" He yelled grabbing him. "You can't be." He sobbed into the man's shoulder as his body went completely cold. Damon did not sob for Alaric's death, but the death he knew had to come for him to die. His phone buzzed in his pocket, and when he saw it was Stefan calling he answered.

"Where." Was all he could say. Stefan sighed with shaky breath on the other end. "The bridge." He said, all sadness showing through his voice. Damon hung up his phone and left Alaric there, and ran to the bridge as fast as his legs could carry him. Before he managed to reach a slouched over Damon he stopped cold. "Elena." He choked out. Damon walked slowly now, approaching carefully. "Stefan…move." He growled the words and sank to his knees by Elena.

Damon picked her up into his arms, sobbing so hard it shook his whole body. "Elena you can't be dead. This…this isn't happening." He looked up at his brother, who hardly seemed as affected. "HOW ARE YOU SO CALM?" Damon yelled, his face transforming to its natural state. Stefan just stared at him, got up, and left. Before he got too far away he turned back, and spoke just loud enough for him to hear. "Before she died, she didn't see me, she saw you."

Damon watched his brother leave; defeated. His eyes returned to Elena's cold body, something he had only experienced once before, but he had gotten her back then. This time there was no coming back. Nothing to bring her back to life, and make those eyes shine as they did every day. "I'm so sorry. If I had been here…if only I had…" Damon couldn't finish his sentence, as it was broke off by his violent sobs.

Matt awoke to hear someone crying. His eyes fluttered and he coughed, and sat up. Matt looked to his left where he saw Damon sitting with Elena…a dead Elena? Matt nearly ran over, but settled with walking. He knew this would come, when she chose his life over her own. "Damon…is she…is she dead?" He asked, already knowing the answer to come. Damon looked up at him with black and red eyes, his teeth sharp as knives. He simply nodded then looked back down to her body.

Matt grabbed Damon's phone from the ground and dialed Caroline's number. "Hello?" Caroline answered carefully. Matt took in a deep breath and blinked his eyes to keep from crying. "Elena…Elena's dead Caroline." He managed to squeak out. He heard something that sounding like a strangled cry from her end of the phone. "I…I have to go Matt." Matt heard a click and the line went dead.

Damon stood with Elena in his arms and began walking back towards town. He had to get her to his home, and then call an ambulance, even though they would only pronounce her dead. Damon calmed himself and carried his angel home.