Dear Diary,

I cannot believe Jessamine is getting married today! It seems as though just yesterday she was running around the house with me. Oh, wait, that was yesterday.

Anyway, back to Jessamine. In less than three hours, she will be Mrs. Jessamine Clarke. It is strange to think of her as a Clarke and no longer as a Gale. The important thing is that she loves him and she promised she would still visit me.

Mama was already crying this morning; I even saw Papa shed a few tears while everyone was running around the Salvatore house preparing. That was a sight.

Nicholas Clarke is a good man. He is a few years older than Jessamine, but I do not think that matters. He treats her well and I can tell he loves her just as much if not more than she loves him.

Jessamine even made me her maid of honor. I am in the most beautiful dress I have ever seen in my life. Almost. Hers is… gorgeous. It is long and white with lace everywhere. I just wish that when I get married, I can have a gown half as gorgeous as Jessamine's.

Mama is actually helping her get dressed right now.

Savannah Gale; September 7, 1860

Savannah and Geneve were in Jessamine's bedroom helping her into wedding gown. "I am very nervous Mother."

Geneve gave her a reassuring smile. "Do not worry so much Honey. Nicholas is a wonderful man; brave, charming."

"Do not forget handsome Mama." Jessamine and Geneve laughed at Savannah's comment.

"Of course Sugar." Savannah always loved it when her mother called her 'Sugar'. It was a nickname she gave her when she was younger because no matter how much she ate at dinner, Savannah always had room for dessert.

"Mama?" Jessamine called from where she was sitting. It was strange to hear her call Geneve 'Mama' instead of 'Mother'.

"What is it Honey?" She answered.

"I would like you to see this." Both Geneve and Savannah went to her side. When they saw what Jessamine was looking at, they smiled.

Jessamine looked up at her mother. "Do you remember that day, Mama? Back in South Carolina?"

"I do Honey."

It was 1852 and Eli and Geneve had taken Jessamine and Savannah to a founder's day party. Neither of them had ever been to one before and they had never been more excited.

"Mama, can I wear my blue dress?" Savannah asked holding up a light blue dress that had lace trimmed sleeves.

Geneve laughed. She loved that her youngest daughter could always lighten any mood. "If you would like to." She watched as Savannah placed the dress on the foot of her bed. "Would you like me to do your hair?"

Savannah nodded and skipped to the chair that was in front of her mother. "Can you put it up Mama?"

Geneve put her hands on her daughter's shoulders. "Of course Sugar."

Savannah giggled as her mother pinned her curly hair onto the top of her head.

There was a knock on the door."Come in!" Geneve raised her voice to say. The door opened revealing Eli and Jessamine already ready to go.

"Hello Papa!" Savannah called from in front of the mirror. "Do you like my hair Jessamine?"

Jessamine went to her sister's side. "I love it, Little Sister."

Savannah smiled as she got up to get her dress. "Will you help me?" She asked her older sister.

Jessamine smiled and helped her into the blue dress. Savannah smiled and looked over her sister. Jessamine was wearing a light rose colored dress that complimented her skin-tone perfectly and her straight hair was down around her face.

"You two look beautiful." Eli said looking at his daughters.

Savannah smiled. "Thank you Papa." She gave him a hug.

Jessamine blushed, but also said thank you.

At the party, there was music and dancing. Everyone in town was there: the Stevensons, the Munroes, the Carters, and many more. Savannah and Jessamine danced and laughed.

At the end of the night, the Gales had their picture taken to remember the evening they had there.

Dear Diary,

Jessamine's wedding ceremony was beautiful. She was beautiful. I could not help crying even though she told me that she loves me more than anything. That made me cry more. Not because I was sad, but because I was so happy for her. When I told her that, she laughed and hugged me. Mama was crying through the entire ceremony. She told me it was what mothers were supposed to do.

I am actually at the reception right now, pretending to listen to someone I do not know lecture me about how I should be 'more appreciative' of the things I have. Where is a distraction when you need one?

Perfect timing. Damon just walked up. I have never been happier to see someone in my life.

Oh my… he just asked me to dance I will be back later!

Savannah Gale; September 7, 1860

Savannah put her diary down and took Damon's outstretched hand. "I should warn you that I cannot dance."

He smiled and continued leading the way to the dance floor. When they were practically at the center he turned back toward her. "That is okay. Just follow me."

Savannah blushed. She was momentarily shocked. She never thought she would be dancing with Damon Salvatore at her sister's wedding. He led her in the dance perfectly. It was the first time she had danced with someone without stepping on their feet.

Savannah giggled.

"May I ask what you are laughing at?" Damon asked, curiosity filling his voice.

"I am not sure."She paused. "This day has been very emotional. I think it is getting to me." Damon put his hand under her chin and leaned in to kiss her.

Savannah gently pushed him away and stopped dancing. "Not here." She whispered, and then giggled again.

He raised an eyebrow. "Are you, Miss Gale, trying to get out of dancing with me?"

Savannah acted shocked. "Of course not, Mr. Salvatore. I would never do that."

Damon laughed. "Can I show you something?" He asked suddenly serious.

Savannah nodded and let him lead her into the gardens.

"Is something wrong, Damon?" She asked when he said nothing.

He shook his head, but still said nothing. Savannah touched his arm and looked into his almost black eyes when he faced her. "Are you sure nothing is wrong?" Her voice was pure worry.

Damon took her hand in his. "Let's walk a little."

"Okay."

They walked until they were at the end of the garden that was furthest from the house.

Savannah. There is something that I need to tell you." He led her to a blanket that had been placed on the grass. He motioned for her to sit down, she did and so did he. Savannah looked up at the stars. It is so beautiful out tonight."

"I could say the same thing about you." He said while watching her watch the stars.

Savannah leaned her head on his shoulder and he wrapped his arms around her."I love you so much Savannah."He kissed the top of her head. "I think I will always love you. No matter what."

"I love you too, Damon." She kissed his cheek. "I will always love you. What I do not understand is how you can love me."

Damon laughed, "I love the way you question everything, the way your eyes sparkle when you are concentrating, the way you care about everyone, the way you can never sit still, the way-"

Savannah kissed him on the lips. When she pulled away, he said. "I love the way you tell me to stop talking." She giggled and he kissed her again; just barely touching at first then deepening it gradually.

Savannah's head was spinning, she had never been kissed like that before. She was imagining being with Damon forever; living a happy life together.

She was laying on the ground now and Damon was kissing her neck, her nose, her lips. "Damon…" she just barely got out.

"Hmm?" He answered still kissing her.

"We have to stop." Savannah sat up and looked at him.

"I understand." He kissed her once more on the lips. "There is something I wanted to give you."

"What is is?"

"Close your eyes." He whispered

I know I haven't updated in like a million years, but I'm having computer trouble. Anyway, how do you like that there cliff hanger?

I'll try and update ASAP.

~Moon Dragon94~