Hi, guys! I just wanted to thank you all for sticking with this story :)

I've come to love it, I think more so than any of my others.

I might be planning a sequel for it, I'm not too sure yet.

Enjoy!

Epilogue

September 13, 2009

A baby blue '69 Camaro tore through the streets of Mystic Falls as the sun was rising. The man behind the wheel was wearing a leather jacket over his close and a pair of dark sunglasses. The sun was barely beginning to make an appearance as he drove the streets he used to walk every day in his youth.

The sleepy town was just beginning their day and he was glad that he had the nerve to leave late the night before.

Damon Salvatore had done what she had asked of him. He had waited. He had waited for as long as he could.

If the time wasn't now then he would be lost.

He had helped the Originals through their grief of losing her, but he kept his mouth shut tight when he was asked about where she might be. He wouldn't abuse her trust in him; he would never do that to the woman he loved.

The plantation home that he had known as a child was long destroyed in a fire shortly after he was killed. However, Stefan had managed to rebuild a home for himself and his family that was later used as a Boarding House in the '60's. Damon had kept abreast with his family's land and wealth, all while accumulating his own.

He had heard whispers of a young woman with chocolate curls and brown eyes living in the small town for about a year. Apparently, she had shown up out of nowhere and slowly integrated herself with the charming townspeople without a problem.

Damon knew it was her. He knew it was Elena.

He had gathered his things the night before from where he was staying in New York and headed to Virginia nearly as fast as he could. There was something inside of him telling him that it was time and he couldn't simply ignore it.

He had seen what he cared to of the world. After breaking off from Rebekah and Elijah, he ventured out on his own. He made mental notes of all the places he wanted to take Elena and all the places he thought she wouldn't like. He wanted to share his immortality with her and see everything new through her eyes.

The Camaro rumbled up to the circle drive of the Boarding House and he cut the engine. The house looked well maintained and he thought that was odd. No one had lived there since Zach, the youngest and last Salvatore, had moved to the West Coast, leaving the home deserted.

Getting out of the car, he pulled his sunglasses off and tossed them into the passenger seat. He pulled his black t-shirt back into place over his dark wash jeans and began walking towards the front door. His boots crunched the gravel beneath his feet as he walked before stopping in his tracks.

Damon could sense that he wasn't alone anymore. He turned and looked behind him, the forest glaring back at him.

"Do you remember where we first met?" She asked, breaking the calm that had settled into the room.

He smiled, "The forest around my family's home."

Before he knew what he was doing, his feet were leading him to the forest. It was like a pull that he couldn't resist, not that he wanted to.

The woods opened up into a clearing before a lake. His blue eyes instantly focused on a figure in white, sitting near the edge of it.

His heart nearly stopped, if it had been able, when he recognized the riotous brown curls.

She turned and gave him the most dazzling smile that he had ever seen.

Damon vamp sped to her, offering her his hand to help her up from the mossy ground. She took it delicately, her white dress flowing around her gently.

"I thought you wouldn't come," Elena said softly, leaning against his chest.

He smirked, "Wild horses couldn't have kept me away."

She reached out and drew her fingers along the dark stubble coating his cheek, "I think I rather like this look."

He chuckled at how prim and proper she sounded, "You still sound like the last time we were together."

"And you sound completely different," she observed, looking at him critically, "But I seem to like it. Especially the clothes."

"All for you, honey," he murmured, brushing his lips against hers teasingly, "All for you."

Elena pulled away from the kiss and she smiled slightly, "You once told me something and I have to wonder if it's still true."

His blue eyes locked onto her chocolate ones, "And what would that be?"

"You told me that you loved me before you died," she whispered, her brows creasing as she fought of the insecurity threatening to bubble through, "Do you still?"

Damon cradled her face in his hands, a smile creeping across his face, "I never stopped."

I've already got a few ideas for a Delena and an Elejah story, however I'll be taking a little break from TVD/TO for a little while. And, when I finally do put up new stories, they will be written in their entirety to help me stay on track with updating!

I've actually been considering trying out the Harry Potter fandom for a little while, so that will probably take up some of my time before I return to TVD/TO.

For those of you waiting for AMOLAD to be updated, I've decided to wait until the end of TO's season to finish the story so I can tie up loose ends and such.

I AM ALSO LOOKING FOR A BETA. Especially a beta for my HP work when I get it rolling. If you have any HP suggestions/pairings you'd like to see, feel free to leave a comment or pm me! I love hearing from you guys.

Thank you all for sticking with me for this story. I swear that I have the best readers! Especially Alyn and HCookie, you guys are great!

See ya on the flipside!

~Grace