Disclaimer: I own nothing.
AN: Sooooo sorry guys, the website wouldn't let me log in the last two days. Writers block isn't helping much either. There's a poll up on my profile, whoever wins will be endgame. Kinda stalling the relationships until then. XD
I'm standing to the side of the ballroom floor when I see them enter. Two men. One average height, with a lean build, black hair and crystal blue eyes. The other lean as well, but much taller. He's the exact opposite of his friend. His face features ash blond hair and dark gray eyes. They're both startlingly beautiful. The dark haired one walks through the center of the room, ignoring everyone like he owns the manor. The blonde smiles and joins his friend.
I'm swinging on a tire swing, hanging from a giant oak. My dress blows around me, my gloves are dirty but I don't mind. I turn my head around to see the raven haired man smiling at me. When the swing comes towards him, he pushes me higher. I'm in the air when I hear the rope snap. He yells and everything goes black.
Someone is yelling, begging me to open my eyes. I open them to see the blonde man frantic with worry. He rubs my cheek, asking over and over if I'm alright. I nod and he lets out breath he must have been holding. I sit up and he pulls me into his arms, my head against his chest. I can hear our hearts beating to the same rhythm, the same song. I close my eyes and sigh in contentment.
When I open them, I'm walking down the stairs, my blue silk dress and heels making it hard to concentrate on anything other than staying upwards. When I reach the bottom I see him smiling. I take his hand in mine and we walk outside to start our dance. When we finally touch during the second half of the dance, I'm in heaven. Ours eyes never break contact, my brown against his blue. Fire against Ice.
I'm standing in a kitchen now. I wrap my arms around the blonde's back, leaning against him. "Thanks you telling me about your past, I know it's not the easiest thing to do." I hear myself tell him. He turns around and pulls me into a hug. I can feel his breath and it sends chills through me. "Lebwohl, mein Liebling" He whispers in my ear. Farewell, my darling. The words ring in my head.
He pulls away to stand in front of me, his form changing into the raven haired man.
"I love you, Elena"
His form then shifts back into the blonde man.
"Ichliebedich, Elena"
I love you, Elena. I love you, Elena. I love you, Elena. I love you, Elena. I love you, Elena.
I sit up in bed. That was one jacked up dream. I look to see Damon still asleep beside me, snoring loudly. No wonder I'm having nightmares, I probably unconsciously thought there was a live bear in my room .I smack the back of his head and he groans, then returns to snoring. At least one of us can sleep. I get up and walk downstairs, planning to get some water. I get to the kitchen and see Klaus with his head in the fridge.
"Can't sleep?" He asks without moving from his position. I jump, and walk over to him.
"Don't do that" I tell him.
"You mean listen for danger or psycho originals?" He asks. He pulls his head out of the fridge and closes the door, sodas in hand.
"Hey, where did you find sodas?" I ask him suspiciously. Jenna never keeps soda in the fridge, Jeremy would drink it all.
"Your aunt stashed some in the vegetable drawer" He says, throwing me one.
Aha, nice one Jenna. "I'm scared" I tell him, going to sit at the table with him.
"Elijah will not harm you" He says.
"Not about Elijah"
"Then what is wrong, Elena?"
"I'm scared about graduating, going to college, being an adult." I tell him honestly.
He laughs and reaches for my hand, tracing patterns on my palm.
"There is nothing to fear, Elena. You will be a great person. You already are."
"Thanks Klaus" I tell him, smiling.
He smiles back and stands up, walking back towards the stairs. I follow him and when we reach the top, we both stop. I look to my right and see my bedroom door, then to the left to see Klaus' room. He sighs and turns to go back to bed. I grab his arm and pull him into a hug.
"Everything will be ok right?" I ask him, nervously.
"I hope so, Elena" He says, trying to be as honest as possible.
I lift my head up to kiss his cheek, then turn to go back to my room.
I open my bedroom door to see an empty bed. "Damon?" I call out. He better not be playing a trick on me. "Damon, come on, I just want to go back to sleep." I wait a few minutes and still no Damon. Why would he eave me without saying a word? Oh God, what if Elijah got him?
I run down the hall to Klaus' room and throw the door open. He's sitting at the desk writing. He appears in front of me after hearing the door open. "Whats wrong, Elena?" He asks, concerned.
"Damon's gone. What if Elijah took him?" I ask, my eyes stinging with tears.
"Damon would have yelled if that were the case." He says slowly, thinking.
"He wouldn't just hop up and take off, Klaus" I tell him, frustrated.
"Did you try calling him?" He asks me.
"I'll go do that." I tell him, running to grab my phone. It goes straight to voice mail both times. Dammit Damon turn your phone on. I leave him a message, asking where he is and if he's ok.
He usually responds right away. I lay down, and stare at the ceiling, waiting for my phone to go off. I wait an hour and still nothing. I try to fight sleep but its winning. I close my eyes, praying Damon is next to me when I wake up.