Happiness was always a fragile thing
Fandom: Vampire Diaries, Moonlight
Rating: G
Genre: crossover, AU, romance
Characters/Pairings: Caroline/Damon, Caroline/Mick
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Disclaimer: Vampire Diaries and Moonlight and its characters are not mine. I only write fan fiction for funs and entertainment.
A/N: Something I kind of thought of about 1 or two weeks back... It'll be very short... 1 or two chapters... but it is an AU in which Caroline meets other vampires besides Damon, and realises that not all vamps are evil...
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From the first night they had spent together, she had known what he was. And she kept his secret willingly, not telling anyone about it. Always playing the oblivious blonde girlfriend.
For many years she loved only him. He was the first man she ever felt something deep for, and she cherished the moments she woke up next to him in the mornings. It didn't matter to her that he was only using her, and telling her so. To her he was perfection and she placed him on a pedestal to be worshipped with utter devotion and wholeheartedly.
He had days in which he used her body for his pleasure and in return repaid her with pleasure back. Those days made up for the poor way in which he treated her other days, or the hurtful words he called her sometimes.
But as time went by, the days in which he gave became less and less, and the days in which he insulted her became more. It didn't matter anymore that he 'rocked her world' many times over in one night, because he shattered everything that was in her just as many times... if not more.
And then one day she couldn't take it anymore. She left.
She left the house she had grown up in, left the town she had lived in and took the next bus that left to a bigger city. Her escape became a long journey with no real destination. She travelled from city to city, only staying long enough to make enough money to keep on moving to the next city or town.
On her journey, she met many people, as well as many monsters. She grew with every encounter and every friendship; she cried, she laughed, she learned.
And then one day she met him again. The man that had changed her life, the man that she had run away from, because she knew her love for him had always been much bigger than his for her.
It wasn't a very warm reunion.
She had just settled herself in L.A. having finally found a permanent home she wanted to keep and a man who cherished her in the way she believed she deserved. The man, so like her former lover and yet so different at the same time, promised her he'd always be there for her, and that he would always protect her. Through him she found happiness and made friends with his friends, and she was ready to spend the rest of her life with him. She believed that nothing could shatter this happiness she had found.
Until one night at a gala her newfound happiness froze.