A/N: It's finally summer! Doesn't it feel like this year has gone by so fast? Sorry for the delay; here's chapter 10. Hope you enjoy!

His head collided with the wall again, trying to force out any thoughts of her. The need for blood was overwhelming, so overwhelming that each time he spotted her in the window, a blank expression on her face, the only thoughts that rushed through his head were to have her intoxicating crimson blood glide against the surface of his tongue. It made him shake his head in frustration, eyes becoming darker each ticking second. The pitter-patter of the raindrops against the window was slightly soothing.

His eyes were forced shut as he rested his head against the wall, imagining a future without his wife. Nor a son to raise and watch grow up. He wouldn't be able to see him ride his bike for the first time, board the bus for school, get in trouble. He wouldn't be able to high-five him for getting sent to the principal's office for the umpteenth time behind Elena's back.

Elena.

Damon's eyes snapped open as he heard a door open and shut, using his vampire sense of hearing. Speeding to the window across the room, he could see her strapping Drake into his car seat before boarding the vehicle on the driver's side.

It was his chance, and he was going to take it. Mustering all of his strength, he sped downstairs, flew out the door, and into the middle of the street. Elena began pulling away in the Ford Sedan, not once glancing in the rear view mirror to see a frantic Damon in the middle of the street, hands on either side of his head. Damon spotted the dark blue car immediately. Without hesitation, he bolted after the car, reaching the front within mere seconds where he jumped onto the hood.

"Oh my God!" Elena bellowed, slamming her foot on the brakes. The tires couldn't make any contact with the road, hydroplaning. The car slid against the pavement, the whole event becoming too much for Elena to bear. She squeezed the wheel, eyes widening as she looked back to Drake who was wide awake, crying his eyes out. Damon had put his feet on the ground, trying his hardest to stop the car, but soon found that he could not. This would not end well. Once his feet were roughly grabbed by the pavement, he was flung off of the car and into the middle of the road.

His head bounced against the pavement, finally submitting to the looming darkness. The car continued skidding, Elena all the while never taking her eyes off of her son.

"Do you not love me anymore?"

Her feet were crossed over one another, tucked beneath herself as she clapped her son's hands together, a forced smile upon her lips. The pain was evident, but even if her son was barely a year old, Elena could see that her son was far more intelligent than meets the eye. He had just gained his first set of teeth when he began flashing the same crooked smile as his father, the blue eyes making him seem like a mirror image of his father. Each time she looked towards her son, she had to bit her lip from bursting into tears.

Her son was what Damon used to be, happy, enjoying the present life. Currently, he husband was the man he said he would never be; raging alcoholic, barely seeing his son for more than an hour during the course of each day, and never showing affection towards his wife besides the kiss upon her cheek in the morning.

"I don't think this is a stage, Care. You've seen him go through his stages, we all have. They last for years."

Time utterly slowed down as her eyes locked with his, her foot leaping forward. The love of her life was standing before her, waiting to take her hand in marriage. The eternal bond was awaiting her at the altar. The man who had captured her heart with his net of wicked charm. The man who had created life with her. The man who had shattered her heart, only to sew it back together. The man who will forever be her eternal soul mate.

Elena blinked, reaching out to take her son's tiny hand.

Damon lifted his head up, immediately seeing everything as blurs. He lifted his hand up, not realizing his surroundings just yet. The bruises a human would have had from the impact were long-since healed as he rubbed his eyes, enhancing his sight. Blinking a few times, he was able to make out a billow of smoke from the thick patch of trees to his left.

At first thought, he believed it was a small forest fire. That was until he remembered everything.

Jumping onto the hood, the car coming to a dead halt before sliding against the slick surface of the road, being flung off of the car, the blackness taking over. It hit Damon like a ton of bricks being dropped mercilessly on the top of his head. Without thinking, he managed to his feet, stumbling at first, before speeding towards the forest.

The smoke was dense, making it very difficult for Damon to see two feet in front of him. He put his hands out, feeling his way around.

"Elena!" He called out, almost immediately thinking back to when he had come home to find something life-changing for him…

Stumbling up the porch steps, he pushed the front door open. This actually came as a surprise; for Elena usually locked him out until he found another way inside. Leaning against the banister of the staircase, he called out, "Elena!"

Dead silence.

He tilted his head, "Elena!"

Silence.

His heart fell to his stomach when he saw the Ford Sedan rested against a tree, completely upside down.

A/N: Another twist, pretty common one though. Started this 11 at night and finished at 11:30, so sorry if it seems half-assed.

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