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AN: Ok, I couldn't quite figure out how I wanted their reunion to go, that's why it's so vague and short. Sincere apologies to those that were expecting awesomeness. I'm lacking in it lately.

BTW: Just watched the movie Arthur (with Russel Brand) and it was pretty awesome.


~Closer To The Edge~
Chapter 8

"My daddy said, that the first time you fall in love, it changes you forever and no matter how hard you try, that feeling just never goes away."
-Nicholas Sparks (The Notebook)


EPOV.

"Damon." The name tasted like home on my lips. He was my home.

"Elena." He sighs, still planted at the doorway, eyes flashing from me, to Gerard, to our linked hands. A flash of pain crosses his face but its gone before I can comfort him. I want to scream, to yell at him to cross the room and take me in his arms. To kiss away the emptiness I feel because of the space between us. It may feel like minutes to me, but it must've felt like forever to him.

Gerard senses the tension and gives my hands a squeeze before dropping them and climbing off the bed to walk over to Damon. The small boy in the skeleton pajamas stops in front of Damon, giving him a salute, and exiting the room with quiet steps. I let out a small laugh, thinking about Damon, and how he must feel like he's entered the psychiatric ward. In some ways he has.

He turns to look at me once he hears the laugh. A months worth of emotions flashing across his face. I recognize some of them...love, happiness, regret, indecision, pain, fear, and (again) love all in a matter of seconds. He crosses the room in three strides, climbing onto the bed and pulling me against his chest. Neither of us talk, afraid that all of this might disappear and we'll wake up from dreaming. We stay like that for awhile until I feel him fall asleep underneath me.


DPOV.

"What did I miss?" She asks at 6:03am.

I thought it would take forever to catch her up on everything, but I soon realized that even though it felt like an eternity had passed, in reality it had only been a month and a half.

Her first tears fell when I told her about the many adventures on the bus.

My first tears followed soon after.

"I need to see them. I need to hold them and love them. I need them to love me..."

"They already do, Elena. You're their mom. And everyone has told them so much about you, I bet they feel like they already know you." I tell her, wiping away her tears with my thumb.

"I love you Damon." She whispers, burying her head against my chest.

"I love you too... so much."


EPOV.

"Knock, knock."

"Gerard?" I ask, sitting up to see him peak his head through the door.

"I brought breakfast, thought maybe we could all eat together."

"Thanks, I'm starving. Come sit over here on the bed, and don't worry about Damon. He sleeps like a rock and we can wake him up in a bit. I could tell he was exhausted." I tell him. He smiles and, carrying the tray of food, crosses the room and sits down on the edge of the bed, being careful to avoid sitting on Damon's feet.

"We have eggs, bacon, pancakes, sausage, fruit, and coffee." He says happily.

"Mmm." I moan, popping a piece of bacon into my mouth. "You have no idea how good hospital food tastes right now. You are officially a saint." I tell him in between chews. He winks and begins eating his own piece.


DPOV.

"...just sent me the acceptance letter when the doctors diagnosed me. I was crushed to say the least but I knew I could still finish high-school and go to college. Well... that's what I thought. Like I said earlier, that didn't happen thanks to my so called parents."

"Well, some people are like that. It just means we have to love the people that aren't like that aren't.. a tiny bit more. You have your brother Michael. What did you say he did again?" Elena replies.

"Oh, he plays ba..."

"Lena?" I groan, lifting my head slightly.

"Morning, love." She says, leaning down to kiss my forehead.

"Come back to bed." I whisper, kissing her forearm.

"I am in bed." She laughs. I roll my eyes.

"You know what I meant."

"I'm talking to...why don't you...Damon?" The darkness envelopes my mind once again, pulling me back into sleep.


AN: And just because there was some confusion...Damon didn't faint or die or anything, he was just falling back asleep. Hope that helps. XD