Pairing: Damon/Elena
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Alaric Saltzman
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The first time he met the dark haired vampire, Damon Salvatore, he wanted nothing more than to kill him—plunge a stake deep inside his heart. It seemed fair to him; this monster had taken his beautiful Isobel from him, so why should he still be living when she wasn't anymore. Then he found out the truth … his wife had left him, sought out this vampire because she wanted to become a member of the undead. Yeah, that sucked.
Everything changed during that resuce mission to save Stefan. They had no fought together, he was no longer the enemy. Slowly they spent more time together, drinking together at the Grill—somehow they had inexplicably become friends. During this time Alaric got to watch first hand how Damon started to love Elena Gilbert, how his world started to revolve around this girl. He saw how she loved him back, though she refused to admit it even to herself. Watched how much pain she put his friend through. There were many days that he just wanted to shake her and yell at her to just admit it, that just letting the denial go would make things better, not worse.
Still he wasn't going to touch this love triangle with a ten foot pole. The three of them were like a vortex that just sucked everybody in and when they finally couldn't take anymore of the pressure Alaric sure as Hell wasn't going to explode with them.
Why the girl was still fighting for Stefan, he'd never know. Hadn't he choose Klaus and human blood over her? Didn't she see that Damon would choose her before anything or anyone?
Alaric could only hope that by the time she allowed herself to see the truth it wasn't too late. In the end it wouldn't matter that Damon wasn't human—he did have humanity and could only take too much pain and rejection. Sooner or later he was going to let go, nobody fights for a lost cause forever. And while he liked Elena very much, he just wanted everything to work for his friend for once. Everybody deserved to love and be loved in return.
