As requested by Skye, here is a chapter on the wickery bridge scene in 4x06.
Damon's POV
There she was, looking as beautiful as ever, but also just as irrational.
"Elena?" I ask, careful not to scare her off like a doe in the middle of a meadow, afraid of the smallest of sounds.
"Damon?" she responds. I feel relief in that I have been able to reach her. "How did you find me?"
"Didn't take a genius to figure it out," I slowly walk towards her, "third times a charm?"
She just looks at me trying to read my next move. I know she wants nothing more than to break down and let this all be over, but whatever hallucinations she has been seeing, have their hooks deep, so she stands her ground.
"You were right Damon; vampires kill people and Stefan was right too. I can't live with myself."
Now this makes me mad because I know that one wrong word and she is gone, but I also know that even the right words may not be able to rid her of the guilt.
"Look at you, being glass is all half empty. Let's just go talk about this before you go do something stupid. Okay?" My words are firm, but gentle at the same time.
She looks at me, but it is almost like she is looking past me. I see her nod slightly, but something tells me that she and I aren't on the same page. Her hallucinations must have gotten through to her again.
While grappling for a solution, I glance down at her hand and notice that her blue and silver ring is gone.
"Where's your ring?" I ask, getting more agitated and worried. "Where's your ring, Elena?"
She just stares off into the distance. "We need to get you inside," my voice is urgent now, "What you're going through is a curse. We know how to break it; we just have to get you inside!"
I know that I am not the only voice getting through to her and that scares me. It will come down to a matter of how long I can hold her attention. How long will I be able to keep her listening? How long until she stops trusting me? Will it be enough time for Jeremy to kill a vampire?
The sun is just starting its ascent and soon it will adorn the sky like every morning, except this time Elena will be dead, unless she trusts me to take care of her.
"Damnit, Elena!" I lunge at her, but she steps aside so I miss, but not too long after, Elena looks around slightly and takes a sigh of relief.
"He's gone." Her breathing is heavy and she is emotionally drained.
"It's okay."
Except, when she starts to burn, I realize that it isn't okay and that it won't be okay until I get her out of the light.
"Damon?" she says meekly.
I do the one thing that has made sense all day. I run right towards her and take us both over the bridge and into the water. As we descend deeper into the stream, I pull her body even closer to me. I have my arm wrapped tightly around her torso and my hand holding her head to my chest. With my
Incredible speed, I scour the bottom of the stream until my hands close tightly in on the vital piece of jewelry. I slip it onto Elena's finger and then swim to the surface of the water. She is passed out by the time I run her back to her house.
With half consciousness, she allows me to help her out of her clothing and into dry ones. Being the impeccable gentleman that I am, I turn away for her to change her bra and underwear, but she allows me to help her into her pajamas. She sits on the bed not talking; I assume that she isn't even fully awake, due to the stress of recent events. I brush out her tangled hair and then help her into bed and underneath the blankets. I brush a piece of hair out of her eyes and then slowly make my way over to the windowsill. I decide to just sit there until she wakes up. She may not have chosen me, but I find myself simply relishing in the fact that she is alive and safe. And for now, that is enough…for now.
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