The lyrics are from the song Taking Over Me by Evanescence.

The story title is from the song by Linkin Park.

Rated M for language, sexual content, sensitive matter, and dark themes.

Have you forgotten all I know and all we had?

In London, although he didn't know where he was, Damon was scowling at a wall. Miguel was sleeping, and so the cell was silent. Damon had won his first fight, which had taken place the day after he had first started having very vivid dreams about Elena. He had let loose a wave of violence the likes of which he hadn't experienced in years. And it had felt good.

Which had led to the frowning. Damon knew that Elena was coming; she had to be, although a small voice in the back of his mind kept up a steady stream of doubt. And it was due to that doubt that Damon had begun to revert to how he was before he had fallen in love with Elena.

You saw me mourning my love for you and touched my hand.

He was trying to hang on to himself for her. He thought about the night that everything had changed for him, when he realized how young Elena was, and how selfish he had been with her. He had decided to deserve her. But even though he clung to that thought, he still felt the certainty drift away. She knew what he was; he had told her repeatedly; she had lived through it. Why then, when he was in this pit, should he be trying to repress that?

He remembered when his nature had gotten the better of him, when Elena was still in high school and running around with Timz. Damon had lost it, and still Elena searched him out and had actually apologized to him.

He smiled at the memory, and could see Elena's face as though she were right in front of him. He reached out to touch her, and she disappeared.

I knew you loved me then!

With Elena on the forefront of his mind, Damon drifted off the sleep.

When he opened his eyes, he was in a familiar room; Elena's room, from when she still lived with Jenna and Jeremy. Damon looked around, and his eyes fell on Elena's sleeping form on her bed, above the covers, as though she had been waiting for him. She was on her side, with an arm tucked under her head. He stepped over and sat down, running his hand down her side.

She opened her eyes slowly, and when she saw him, she smiled. "Hey."

"Hey," he answered, smiling back.

Without another word they were holding each other. Damon sat with his back against the headboard and his arms around Elena, who was straddling his lap and running kisses up and down his neck. It felt so…

"Real… Is this real?" he asked dream-Elena.

"How the hell should I know?" she mumbled into his shoulder, "I'm just enjoying you."

He ran his hands up and down her sides, and met her eyes. "I miss you so much!"

I believe in you; I'll give up everything just to find you,

"Oh Damon! I need you with me! I don't even know how I've managed this long without you!"

And then somehow, by the magic of dreams, they were both naked, and Damon slid into Elena. She threw her head back and ground down onto him, as he sucked on one pert nipple, then the other. His hands were on her hips, urging her on, and as she went faster, he threw his head back and groaned.

As they both came, Elena spoke, and the words permeated the haze in Damon's mind;

"I love you Damon, you know that. No matter what. No matter what you do, or what you become. I'm coming for you, and everything will be okay."

I have to be with you to live, to breathe, you're taking over me.

The words were still running through his mind hours later, as he ran his fist through the chest of another vampire, and pulled his heart out.

Author's Note: I still think Timz is an effing douchebag name. I cringe every time I type it.