Damon and Elena Fanfiction: Throw It All Away

Chapter 1: Pancakes for Breakfast

A/N: I do not own Vampire Diaries and the Characters ;) BTW: Jenna did not die in this fic.

3rd Person:

Slowly Opening his eyes, Damon was clearly feeling better than the night before. In fact, last night seemed like a hazy dream he never wanted to live through again. He couldn't remember most of what happened but pain was there… 'Yeah. Definitely there' he thoughtas he tried to stretch. He wondered how he made it alive through that night. It felt like he was already burning in hell for the wrong things he'd done. But his thoughts were slowly disrupted when he felt someone's arms tightly wrapped around him and one of the hands holding his as if the person's life depended on it. Who the hell was sharing the bed with him? It didn't ring a bell on who it was so he just decided to peek and see who it was. He couldn't believe his eyes once he saw the beautiful angel who had her arms wrapped around his waist and their hands entwined. 'Maybe I'm dead after all.' He concluded to himself.

His angel started to stir and awake from her peaceful sleep and finally opened her eyes revealing beautiful brown-doe eyes that you couldn't resist. Damon wondered how the hell he ended up in heaven. 'Guess I got lucky.'

"Hey, Damon. How are you feeling?" Elena said concern filling her face as she stared at Damon intently waiting for a response.

'This is NOT happening. How am I even alive?' He argued with himself and repeated these questions over and over again and pretty much… nothing rang a bell. So he responded by asking the most necessary question he thought of.

"Am I dead?" A serious expression masked on his face. Elena suddenly stared in wonder then in horror of what he just said.

"No. You're not dead, Damon. I'm with you. You're alive." She smiled and gave his hand a gentle squeeze.

"How? What Happened?" He was beyond confused now. Yet, she only had to say one word to make him understand everything now - The word that would make perfect sense on how he was alive at this moment.

"Stefan." There was hesitation and grief in her eyes that as if someone had died or left them for something dangerous. Knowing his brother, he would do something stupid like superheroes and save the day. Martyr.

"Stefan gave himself over to Klaus so that Katherine can give you the cure and she did and saved your life." She said lifelessly avoiding Damon's gaze.

"Elena, I'm so sorry. He shouldn't have left you like this. I'll understand if you'd prefer not to see me. I get it. I really am sorry that he had to leave you here with me but-"

He was taken aback when she suddenly wrapped her arms around him pulling him into a tight embrace and he couldn't help but hold her close to him hoping that he'll never have to let go. They didn't say anything for both of their presences satisfied and completed them like two lost pieces of a puzzle that go together. Damon had to pull away. He didn't want to push her. He held her cheek gently. Then he stood up-dizziness almost overpowering him but he fought the urge to sit down so that he'll find the price charming of the devastated princess in his midst.

"Whoa. Head rush."

Elena caught him easily and settled him down on the bed.

"What are you doing? You're not that strong yet!"

"It doesn't matter, Elena. I have to go find my brother. I know you need him and I won't let him be under Klaus' protection."

Damon said.

"I know. But I'm not allowing you to go out there. Don't leave me. I'm not going to lose you, Damon." She pleaded as tears welled up in her eyes. He smiled at her and told her he was going to take a shower.

"Do you mind if I use the other bathroom. I also need to clean myself up."

"No problem. But you could always shower with me. Saving the environment and all." He smirked.

"I'll pass." She said but she couldn't help the smile that was tugging at her lips. Even in the most horrible situations, he never failed to do that.

It didn't take him along time to shower so he decided to make something for Elena. He knew she loved pancakes and coffee so he used his time wisely to prepare these for her. He could at least do something to make up for Stefan's loss.

A part of him was longing to go on the search for his brother for he couldn't see the girl he loves suffer this way. But another part of him was somehow happy to have her with him- to protect her and to take care of her. He was grateful that Elena had decided to stay and take care of him than leave him to find Stefan.

'I've heard about you -Crazy, impulsive vampire in love with his brother's girl.' Klaus words stung his mind over and over as he was making his way up to his room. He couldn't believe how the meaning behind those words made his heart pain as if a stake was being driven through his heart. So what if he was in love with Elena? He knew it wouldn't change anything.

'I love Stefan. It's always going to be Stefan.' He pushed the words away and entered his room where Elena was sitting on the bed looking at him with suspicion in her eyes.

"I made you breakfast." He said as a genuine smile tugged at his lips.

"Damon, you're not strong enough yet. You need to…" She was cut off when Damon placed his finger on her lips.

Afterwards, he placed the tray on the bed and held her hands gently.

"Rest. Yes, Elena. I know I have to rest so that we'll be able to find Stefan soon. I just want you to be okay. I know how hard this is for you and I can't see you hurt or hopeless just because my brother decided to save me." He explained.

He just wanted Elena to have hope even though it hurt him to reunite them together. It was the right thing to do.

"Damon. I need you to feel better. I was so scared last night. I didn't know what to do so all I gave you was comfort and a little hope when deep inside I was so scared that this may be the last time I'd ever see you again." Tears welled up in her eyes as she settled them on the blue eyes that she could stare at forever.

"I can't lose you, Damon. I always lose everyone that I love and I don't want you to leave me. I need you, Damon. We need each other. And it's not because that I want to find Stefan as soon as possible. I just want you safe. Safe here with me. I'm not going to lose you. You never lost me so you have to do the same." Damon was in awe. He couldn't believe what the girl in front of him just said. She's messed up. Did she even hear anything from what she said? 'She was willing to delay Stefan's search only for him to fully heal recover!' He argued with himself. And for a long time he'd been waiting, someone really wanted him in their life. Not expecting anything in return but just because they cared. She cared. And that's when he knew he was loved after all. 'This is definitely an illusion.' He said again. But since it was already happening, all he had to do was to believe it himself. And he did. His subconscious fist pumped in the air.

"Elena." Damon said placing their entwined hands on his chest, just holding it there. Both of them stuck in their moment.

He looked straight in those brown eyes and lifted one of his hands to wipe the tear that was threatening to fall down her face.

"I promise you. I will never leave you. I promise to take care of you even if we already got Stefan back. And thank you. You had a choice to not stay and help me for all the wrong things I've done to you—the things I've done to hurt you, but you did anyway. I know that I wouldn't be here if it weren't for you. So, thank you." Before he could've said or done anything more, Elena just wrapped her arms around him for the umpteenth time and appreciated that he was with her. Safe with her. She almost lost him. And up until now, she was so scared to let him go as if it would harm them both. That fear would probably never abandon her anymore.

"You're welcome." She whispered at the crook of his neck as tears streamed down her face onto his shirt.

And as they pulled away, hands still glued together, a smirk started to play at the corner of his lips.

"I was going to say you're welcome but I figured that I wouldn't until you eat this breakfast that I made you. This is John Varvatos you cried on, BTW. "

"Suck it up, Salvatore." She giggled and Damon thought it was the most beautiful sound he has ever heard.

Elena stared at the plate in front of her. It sure did look appetizing. Pancakes and coffee were 2 things she could never resist. So, she just dug in and savored the great taste of what she was eating.

Damon was very pleased when she easily agreed to eat. She looked as if she hasn't eaten for days or maybe even weeks. She was broken. After everything that she's been through, who wouldn't be? A vampire for a boyfriend, her boyfriend's brother, and best friend, a witch for a friend, so many of her loved ones gone so soon. He knew she needed comfort and support and that was what he was going to give. If she was broken, Damon knew he'd always will be willing to find away to fix and change that for her.

As he stared at her, he noticed two small holes on her neck that not even a human would notice. But still, this means that someone had hurt her and whoever it was had to pay for it.

Gingerly, he brushed his fingers across the mark that made her shiver and make them both tingle at the contact.

"This could definitely not be from the sacrifice."

He couldn't quite trace the emotions that played along her face. She looked down, as if she was embarrassed of what she was about to say.

"Elena. Tell me. Which fucker did this to you?" Elena couldn't look him in the eyes because it just pained her to do so.

She didn't blame him for what happened last night. He wasn't fully aware of what was happening.

"I'm okay, Damon. It doesn't hurt." She reasoned.

"Was there something that happened before you found me last night?" He asked, his eyes intently watching her.

She didn't know what gave her away. If it was her expression or just her show of pity towards him.

He was speechless. Damon wasn't completely aware to last night's events. But he couldn't believe what he's done. Not this one. He'd hurt her. He stood up; suddenly ashamed at himself not even looking into Elena's eyes.

But because of the stupid bite, she was almost stronger and faster than him. So, she blocked his way.

"Where are you going?"

"Stand back, Elena. I could hurt you. It's my fault. I'm still the one you hate. You thought I've changed but I haven't. I never will."

"Elena, it's my fault why everything in your life is miserable and wrong. I shouldn't have come back so you could've had a chance on living a peaceful life but-"

She placed her hands on either side of his face as she caressed his cheeks, trying to soothe him. Even when he tried to get free, the bond was somehow inevitable for the both of them.

"Shut up. If you never came back to this town I would never have met you. You're wrong. I'm happy that you're with me and no one else." She said

"I'm sorry…for everything that I've done to hurt you." He whispered

And the barely unspoken words just came out from her lips as if it was meant to be that way for a long time now.

"So am I, Damon. I'm sorry."

Damon leaned in and kissed her hair, inhaling her intoxicating scent.

"We'll find him." He said.

"I know."

"Thank You… for staying with me, even though I hurt you." He whispered, keeping his emotions in check though it was no use. She always saw through him.

"I wouldn't have done it any other way." She said and snuggled into his chest. That's when he fully realized that he would protect this girl no matter what. That even if she chooses his brother in the end, he would always love her. It'll be worth it.

'Because he's in love with you.' Isobel had said

Yes. He did. That won't be changing anytime soon.

That's it for Chapter 1! Hope I fulfilled some of your Delena anxiousness and expectations! I'm really new to Fanfiction so please REVIEW and tell me what you think You can request and suggest your ideas for the next chapter REVIEWS are loved. 1 REVIEW= A BITE FROM DAMON SALVATORE ;)