A/N: So sorry for taking so long to update. It has been a crazy week and a bit here with kids home from school for summer and family stuff so I just never got time to finish this chapter I had half done for almost a week already.

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Damon jerked awake, his head flying up from the damp ground. Elena! He called out instantly. He felt the vial of blood he had been fighting to reach before he fell unconscious on the ground beside him. He held it in his hand just staring at it. He knew he needed it but this was all there was and he needed to be strong enough to get to her. Should he take it now and risk it wearing off before he found her or should he leave it?

He pulled himself to his feet and nearly fell over again at how weak he felt. But then he saw it…Dark, black, smoke billowing up into the sky in the distance!

He followed the path of the twisting, smoke, almost looking like tentacles reaching up as high as they could reach and below it was the dim glow of fire!

Fire! Oh dear God no, the cabin was on fire! He gripped the vial in his hand and pulled himself at vampire speed forward but slamming into trees as he could not control the speed and direction as he felt the poison so deep in him, tightening its grip.

"No, no please don't let Elena be in there!" He begged aloud to no one but himself as he threw him from one tree to another, forcing his legs to cooperate under him to get him there.

He had the worst feeling in his gut. His stomach ached just knowing somehow that she WAS in there. He remembered Bonnie saying something about a fire in her vision this morning when she had touched Elena's belly to try to figure out if it was his baby. She had seen a fire and that Elena was laying there as things crashed and shattered all around her. She had been screaming for him and Bonnie said that he was not there. No, no, no that cannot be coming true. It can't!

Damon growled in determination pushing himself off another tree to race forward till he felt his strength failing again and then he collapsed against another tree. Elena! He cried out in his head to her. Elena, please be okay. Please Elena you need to get out of there! He thought he heard a faint voice on the wind but he could hardly tell if it was in his mind or not.

He pushed himself to race forward again, getting closer and closer to the cabin as he ran. The heated glow from the fire was getting brighter as he ran as fast as he could force his body to go. He stopped a couple times and debated strongly whether to drink the blood Klaus left him or if he had more in him to fight to get to her. He realized that if he took it too soon he might not be able to reach her in time and have the strength to get her away safely before it wore off. He didn't even know if there was any kind of healing qualities in the blood at all or if Klaus just lied to him and was in fact trying to kill him.

Damon felt his legs getting weak, like the poison was already making its way through so much of his blood stream but he had to make it to her. It was do or die and his precious family was counting on him. There was no in between.

He nearly fell against the next tree and had to stop for a bit as he felt his vision blurring and he shut his eyes trying to stop everything from spinning in front of him. God damn it! He needed everything vampire that was in him right then; vision, strength, speed...everything.

He squinted into the distance seeing the fire looked like it was surrounding the cabin and racing up the outside walls and licking at the roof. The wind looked like it had even caught the garage or what was left of it on fire too and it looked to be burning up faster than the cabin.

Elena, please answer me! Please baby tell me you are safe. Dear god please don't be in there. I can't live without you angel. I can't!

He felt tears slip down his cheeks as he gritted his teeth and forced his stubborn weak body to move forward no matter how much hell every damn step felt like. The pain was just tearing through his veins and burning his insides like the fucking fire might be burning the love of his life right now!

That thought and the image his messed up brain conjured up without his permission of her crying for him and so scared and screaming from the heat and the flames was enough to jerk him back into action and he threw himself forward again. He fought his damaged limbs with everything he had and made it about 20 more feet before his knees gave out. Damn it!

He started looked around wildly in the near darkness for any of the vampires that might have been killed. More blood would help so much right now. He lifted the bloody, torn shirt up off his chest and saw the black lines almost at his heart!

No no no! Crawling around on the rough ground littered with little shards of wood he felt them pierce his hands as he tried to sniff for any blood anywhere. He pulled himself forward on his hands and cried out in pain as a bigger stick stabbed into his bad hand that the toxic death was spreading from.

"Arrgh, fucking stupid legs...move!" he snarled at himself as he pushed off biting through the pain to slam into another tree a few feet away. He was panting, his jet black hair streaked with sweat and blood. He reached in his pocket and decided he could not wait to take the blood Klaus left any longer. Maybe taking it too soon would not give him the time to get away, but he could at least get the strength to save her.

He was about to open the cap with his trembling fingers when the bottle still closed, slipped from his hand and rolled away in front of him. He cursed again and leaned over trying to reach it, not even seeing where it went in the dark on the uneven ground. Now he was chastising himself that he should not have waited so long to take it.

He grunted and tried to push his body forward feeling the muscles just seizing up on him preventing him from crawling to the damn vial. Damon laid his head down in exhaustion on the damp grass feeling his face still so sticky with his own blood. He looked up at the cloudy sky seeing not a speck of sunlight shining through and shut his eyes as he felt tears seeping from his dark lashes.

"I'm sorry baby," he cried out aloud not realizing she couldn't hear him and he swallowed the huge lump in his throat as the tears fell. "I'm so sorry..."


Elena was gasping for breath leaning against the wall. She felt the pains that had nearly brought her to her knees flaring back up and she grunted as she cradled her belly. No, no, she could not lose them! She fought to pull herself up the wall till she was standing straight again.

She lifted her head and blinked over and over rapidly just wanting the image in front of her to be in her head. Klaus could not be here, facing her...where was Damon? What happened to him? She had been calling and calling him in her head and could not hear him. A few moments ago she had thought she had heard him calling back to her but she could not make it out as her blood pounded in her ears.

She wanted to cry, and curl up in the corner and just wait for the flames to take her. She had not been so scared in her life till this moment, knowing that this vampire in front of her wanted to take Damon's miracle babies, her babies, away from her and god knows what he might have already done to her love.

Her eyes locked on Klaus' and she glared at him, her stance firm and her breathing trying to slow amidst the fear coursing through her. "Where is he?!" she yelled at him. Elena was trying so hard to stay strong but felt her lip quivering as she just stood there far enough back from the door as the fire crept closer. "Damon!" she cried out for him.

"He's dying Elena. He might not even have an hour left. I needed to slow him down just so I could talk to you. Come with me and I can save him," Klaus called out to her, motioning her forward with his hand above the roar of the flames that were now rushing across the ceiling and up the stairs to the second floor.

She shook her head back and forth in denial of what she heard. No, Damon had to be alright! She had just barely learned of his werewolf bite! He could not be dying that fast...Stefan had been hanging on for more than a day already. "No, you're lying! He is not that close to death Klaus! I just saw him and he was just barely infected!"

Klaus shook his head and Elena could see his eyes were darting back and forth seeing the fire engulfing more and more of the cabin as they fought. But she was not going to give him what he wanted, ever! He was NOT getting their children!

She watched as Klaus took out his phone and opened it and then tossed it at her. "See for yourself Elena," he called out.

She caught the phone in her hands and already heard her loves voice. It sounded pained and angry. She clutched at the phone as her eyes already stinging from the smoke in them focused on his face.

Oh god! She slipped down the wall she was leaning on as she saw him.

Damon, she whimpered out reaching out and touching his face on the screen. She felt a tear slip down her cheek as she gazed on the man she loved more than she ever thought she could love anyone.

"No, don't you dare! She can't see me like this!" her beautiful strong man growled at Klaus. She inhaled sharply, her breath caught in her throat at the sight of him looking so full of pain and covered in wounds and blood.

She had just been with him barely an hour ago holding him so tightly, kissing his soft lips, cradling him within her as she looked down in his endlessly deep blue eyes locked on hers. God, how could this happen to him in such a short time away from her?! He looked destroyed, bloody, beaten and so, so weak.

She was oblivious to anything else right then. The fire snaking closer to her, the heat that was making her sweat and the fear of Klaus just waiting for her to come out to him. All she saw right then was Damon.

Her Damon.

And with a gasp she saw the veins so thick and dark on his perfect, beautiful skin. He was covered in his own blood.

"Elena, baby," she heard him gasp out. She saw him blinking away the blood that was seeping from a wound above his eye and coating his dark lashes with the thick red substance. She swallowed a sob at the pain in his gorgeous eyes. Then she saw him choke and she could see he was trying so hard to hold back the blood in his throat but it spurted out of his mouth and down his chin.

"No, Damon, no," she pleaded to herself just aching at what was happening to him.

"Please, please Elena. Remember what I told you. Remember who is more important. I love you so much, my angel." She caressed her belly knowing he meant their children. And despite her immense love for him she knew they were more important than anything. "You take care of my babies sweetness," he choked out.

Then she saw the camera pan down his body, seeing the dark veins nearly to his shoulder and coming closer and closer to his heart! Jeremy's shirt he had on was ripped down the sleeve and open showing her the path the poison had already been taking in his weakened body.

Elena put her hand over her mouth in shock as she saw the massive branch that was protruding from his stomach and she saw he was struggling so hard just to breath. It sounded like his lungs were damaged too.

"Baby," she breathed out, tears streaming down her face. He looked back at her through the screen like he could see her right then and feel the pain she was feeling seeing him like that. There was so much blood, dripping down his chest, thick and fully coating the skin of his neck and covering his handsome face before sliding down more to reveal how far the terrifying death sentence had really spread to already.

But suddenly she saw his eyes widen, despite the blood he was blinking away and he sat up more. His face looked determined, angry, trying to be strong and keep fighting as he spoke. "Don't do what he wants. Don't trust him ever. Fight to get away.." And just like that the video was done.

Elena's eyes snapped up to Klaus' who just leaned back against the door frame, his eyes darting back and forth in what looked like panic. "What did you do to him!" Elena screamed at him standing up, feeling her whole body shaking in anger, but she doubled over again feeling another pain in her stomach.

"Elena, just come out of there! I can heal him. Just come out and we will both go find Damon and I can give him my blood," Klaus sounded desperate and was motioning for her to come closer.

You will protect those babies, above anything or anyone else...

Elena could hear Damon's sweet voice in her head as she stood there, frantically not knowing what to do. No, she could not come out. She did not trust Klaus at all. She kept shaking her head back and forth not moving closer.


Damon's eyes were almost closed as he felt the veins tighten around his neck like a fucking noose as his head just lay in the grass. The tears for what he was losing; Elena, his babies, his future with them was overwhelming him with emotion but he did not even have the strength to suck in another breath. He could hear the roar of the flames in the distance as it devoured the cabin with no mercy.

He decided that at moment he hated fire; the fury and rage it showed and spared nothing in its path. He hated fire more than the damn Original. Fire would take his love and his children in its iron grip and be oblivious to her screams and the smell of burning flesh. It would destroy everything he held in his heart, leaving him with nothing but the blackness of death.

But he was dying too and he tried so hard to force the images of Elena in the fire away from his brain. He could not bear to imagine her death. His would be over in moments he could feel it, with not even being able to take another breath.

He choked and felt blood coming up his throat but he did not even have the energy to turn his head to spit it out. Maybe that was how he would die? Choking on the life force of his own undead body.

Then he heard rustling in the bushes nearby and barely caught the faint scent of blood...human blood. There was only one other human besides his love there and he still could not shake that she was trapped in the cabin.

"Bonnie!" he called out as loudly as his weak throat could allow forcing it to cooperate if it was the last thing he did. "Bonnie," he hissed again and the sounds came closer before his head fell back down and he vaguely saw her standing in front of him before his eyes fell closed, too weak to keep them open.

"Damon?"

He could feel her kneeling beside him but he could not turn his head to look at her.

"Oh my God! Damon, what happened to you?!"

She turned him over, sounding like it took a hell of a lot of her strength and he cried out in pain again, swallowing hard. Her hands were all over his face and then he knew she must have wiped enough blood off him to see the evil deathly black veins. He heard her gasp out in shock, no doubt at seeing the poison. He knew he looked like hell and he did not even think witchy knew he was poisoned.

Instantly he felt her wrist at his mouth. Warm, thick, rich human blood was forced between his dry lips. He nearly choked again at the feeling of it but forced himself to swallow weakly. He felt his throat soothed almost right away at least enough he hoped for him to talk.

"Bon," he croaked out and accepted more blood feeling it helping. "Elena! The cabin! Your vision!" he gasped out, his blue eyes so wide with fear. His head had fallen into her lap as he still felt so weak and he let out another mournful cry for his precious girl. "Elena," he whimpered the tears making his eyes glassy as he tried to blink them away.

"Oh God Damon, how did you get poisoned too?!" She sounded frantic and he felt her lifting his head and shaking him when he felt his eyes closing. The blood was helping but he could still feel the poison so strong in his body, sucking the very life out of him.

He heard her tear her skin more and before he could argue forced it again to his mouth and he gulped painfully feeling it heal his organs again. He tried to pull away shaking his head but she stubbornly refused to let him. "No more Bonnie. You already lost too much. There is a vial of more...," he rasped and tried to push her arm away but her hand held her wrist harder against his mouth. He wanted to tell her to get the vial of Klaus' blood to give him but she kept her wrist at his mouth forcing the warm blood down his aching throat.

"Drink Damon, you need it to save Elena." Bonnie's voice was strong and demanding despite sounding like the blood was weakening her. As he got stronger he could lift his head and his almost closed eyes widened at her. He could breath so much better and the second he saw her nearly fall over from blood loss she finally pulled away. The blood had felt so good to his destroyed body. He just needed it to last long enough to get to Elena.

He sat up taking in a few heaving breaths and smiled at her warmly. "Thank you. My God Bonnie you saved my life!" He looked around and grabbed up the vial again from where it had fallen grateful that if it did indeed work as Klaus said, that he did not have to use it yet.

She smiled back equally warm and then helped him to his feet but he saw she was just as woozy on her own feet. "I have to find Elijah, Damon. I have been wandering around this dark forest and got knocked out killing a vampire that tried to jump me. But Caroline has a way to stop Klaus we think so I have to find him. She is trapped, compelled in Klaus' SUV and Elijah might be the only one that can undo the compulsion. But I can't sense him anywhere. Like he might be dead!"

Damon shook his head, taking in all she was saying and his eyes darted back to the cabin. He needed to go...like now, he opened his mouth and talked like a mile a minute just to get out to her what he needed to say and get the hell to his girl. "He's not dead Bonnie. But I overheard Klaus saying something about taking him out and that he was not an issue for him anymore. So something must have happened but he can't be killed I don't think by anything but his father's weapon."

He pointed far to the east of them away from the cabin. "Elijah said he would hide out just past that tree line across the field. Talk more later. I need to save my family!"

Bonnie nodded and was about to run off when Damon just grabbed her in a bear hug and held on tight. "I owe you Bonnie, I owe you everything," he breathed out and then he was gone racing through the trees toward the cabin.


The fire was licking around the walls and she saw some of the spindles on the staircase were so burnt through they were falling haphazardly, littering the floor with more jagged wood. There was crashing and glass breaking as the heat burst anything in its path; picture frames, glassware, more windows.

The ceiling was fully on fire and Elena could feel the heat of it on her body and she pulled Damon's jacket off her and held it up to her nose to try and stop breathing in the smoke. She felt her lungs burning, but she could not just let the Original win. She did not believe he would heal Damon at all. He had tried to kill him just yesterday and had his hand in his chest around his precious heart!

"NO! I won't go with you!" she cried out angrily at him. "Damon, help me!" she screamed out.

Klaus's eyes were wider than she had ever seen him and she saw actual panic on the drawn lines of his face. "He can't help you, but I can. You will die in there Elena otherwise. You and those little babies in you. Do you seriously want to die like this? Lose your children and never see Damon again?!"

Elena sucked in a breath and coughed from the smoke. "I lose them either way! I can't let you take them!"

She saw Klaus sigh deeply before he reached out for her again. "I won't hurt ANY of you! I promise you Elena. Once they are born I just need..."

But there was more crashes and it glass breaking and Elena could not make out the last part of what he said. She wanted to believe him. She wanted to trust that they would all be okay but how could she? She had seen this monster attempt to kill Damon by blowing him up in his car, nearly force his heart from his chest and now she had seen her love helpless and weak and dying. He had left her to keep Klaus away from her. To lead Klaus away from her and he had found her anyway and it was all for nothing.

Elena held her hand over her face, squinting as the smoke burned her eyes and she could barely see in front of her. She clutched Damon's jacket tighter to her face. She could not even smell him on it with the scent of the smoke soaking into everything around her. She crouched down lower where the smoke was less thick and felt her tears at her lips.

She was going to die here, or have her children taken from her. Would those precious babies forgive her for either path she chose? How would she ever live with herself? What if Damon lived only to find out she and they had died here?

Klaus was looking more frantic by the moment as she refused to come out to him. The fire had not spread to much of the kitchen yet and she still had only one way out of the cabin. She could hear creaking and groaning of the wood above her head as the second floor beams must be burning by now.

She watched as he turned and walked back away from the open door. Was he just going to leave her there? Had he given up? But he was back in a second and was dragging Stefan's body along with him.

"Stefan no! Get away from him!" she cried out, coughing more. She backed up further away from him terrified that Klaus was going to throw Stefan in there with her!

"Look Elena." She saw him feeling all over Stefan's neck and saw it bent at an unnatural angle. "His neck is broken now, but I can heal him as soon as he wakes up. He can live Elena. So can Damon. Just come out of there and let me help you. There is no one else to make this decision for you. That was all I wanted was for you to hear me out and not be influenced by either of them."

Klaus was calm and he had not raised his voice to her at all. She could hear the panic in his voice but he did not rage at her. He ripped open his wrist holding it up and her eyes widened seeing the cure for the agony Stefan had been in so close. The blood slid down his wrist as he held it up, his eyes on hers.

"In minutes this cabin will collapse on itself Elena. Please, please just come out and I can make everything right!" He laid Stefan down and waited, stepping back from the door way to give her room to get past him.

Elena just stood there coughing more and looking back at the fire and then forward at him and his outstretched hand.

You will protect those babies, above anything or anyone else…

She heard Damon velvety voice in her head again. She could feel the pull of the words that floated in her head but also felt so confused. What was the best way to protect their babies? Was dying with them protecting them?! Was losing the part of Damon she had within her protecting them?

Elena looked back the Original vampire still holding his hand out to her. She didn't want to die. She didn't want her children to not even have a chance to live. She wanted to watch them grow in her, see their daddy laying on the bed talking to his babies and kissing her swollen belly. She wanted Damon to make love to her so tenderly, his kisses, caresses, and touches she loved so much, as they felt their children between them in her belly.

She wanted to fall asleep in his arms with his hand splayed over her stomach protecting them for anything that could ever hurt them. She ached for his touch and his lips and his tongue on her body and even as she got so much bigger she could hear him saying he just loved her more and more. She wanted to laugh and talk long into the night and put his hand on her stomach as she felt their child kick for the first time. She wanted to wake up in his arms, and see his purely gorgeous smile that would make her melt with love for him.

She could see Damon cradle her in his arms, crying out for her to push and moving her sweaty hair from her forehead as she scrunched up her face and pushed with everything she had to birth their baby. She wanted to draw on his strength and see his eyes locked on hers, his hand on her cheek as he told her just one more push and they would see their beautiful son or daughter. She could already see his face just go from concern to her and her pain to shining awe as she watched him gaze on their child for the first moment of their little life. She wanted to see his expression hearing that first piercing cry and then to watch as he held that little bundle of 'them' in his arms as she pushed again for their other angel to be born.

She wanted all of that. Every. Single. Moment.

She wanted them to live! She needed to keep them alive...THAT was how she could protect them above anything or anyone else.

Going forward to Klaus was a risk, a massive one, but to not even have the slightest chance to experience all that had just flown through her head in the last few moments hurt her more than she ever felt possible. She HAD to give them a chance. To give their family a chance.

Elena knew she had to trust a monster or there was nothing left. Nothing for her or Damon or their little angels. Nothing but smoke, ashes and death.

She took a shaky step forward from where she was standing in the middle of the living room. She saw Klaus close his eyes, likely in relief that she had chosen finally to come out. She took another step, Damon's jacket still tight in her fingers holding it over her face.

But then there was more crashes and just as she looked up she saw the ceiling come crashing down around her!

Elena screamed, her voice so weak from inhaling so much smoke and she held up her hands over her head as the wood beams cracked and part of the second floor just crashed down into the living room!

She could hear Klaus yell out her name as she felt something hit her and she sunk down onto the floor. Her eyes were half closed and she forced them open and already could feel blood sticky on her forehead and the dull throbbing in her head from whatever hit her. She tried to move her arms and legs and realized that one of her legs was trapped by the beams that lay all around her. She looked down at her mangled limb and barely registered that it did not even hurt at all. She must be in full on adrenaline mode.

She choked as she tried to inhale a clean breath feeling her throat nearly closing up. She could hear loud slamming over and over and she weakly turned her head toward the sounds. Klaus was crashing his body against the invisible doorway over and over, his eyes wild with panic.

He stopped once he saw her eyes on him. "Elena! Invite me in! Now Hurry!" he screamed out.

She opened her mouth to call out to him. For him to save her, to save her babies. He would finally have her and she would be helpless to what he wanted from them. But she could not just let her children die there!

She gagged on the smoke just burning her throat and called out to him. But what came out was more of a gasp and no words were even clear at all. She tried again, managing to call out part of the word 'Come' before she fell into another fit of coughing. The next time she tried she could not even open her mouth and her eyes started closing as she felt the intense heat so close all around her and the screams of the Original were fading from her ears. She could see him, slamming over and over into the barrier but nothing would release the spell.

Nothing but her.

Elena felt her throat closing not even able to take in a lungful of air. Damon's jacket seemed to have fallen and she could not see where from where she was trapped. She could hardly move her head and felt the smoke from the flames just soaking into her throat with nothing to stop it.

She felt heat right beside her and a raw burning pain and saw with horror that her one jean leg was on fire. She screamed as the fire felt like it was melting her skin and she fought, kicking to get the flames out. But from where the beams had trapped her she couldn't reach them and felt the pain just start to dull as she must have been going into shock. Her eyes closed and she caressed her belly once more before they fell shut completely just knowing that death was close.

Fiery, painful, burning death. But she could not feel any pain then just weakness and no way to breath in anymore.

The last thought she had was an image of her and Damon standing by the fire at the mansion. The dim glow lighting up the room as she leaned her head on his chest and curled her finger up to their daughter's tiny hand that grasped it tightly as her half open sleepy, blue eyes looked back at her mommies soft smile at her.

Elena felt Damon's smooth bare chest against her cheek, and sighed in content as she felt him brush a kiss over her forehead as she looked up and him. His arm not holding their little girl went around her cradling her against him as he held their daughter sleeping soundly now between them. Elena ran her fingers over the precious babies jet black curls and kissed her head before looking up at Damon smiling down at them. She just barely heard another babies cry as she turned to the sound and when she looked back Damon and their daughter were gone.

It all melted away as she felt nothing but emptiness.

Then there was a crash and the sound of glass shattering and she heard her name being called out as she lay there and pulled herself from the brink of death to cry out with the last of her strength. "Help me," she whimpered before her eyes fell closed again.

"Elena!" a voice called out frantically and she tried to open her eyes as she felt hands on her jeans and felt them patting all over her legs. Then she heard him so close to her head and she nearly sobbed in relief.

"Damon?" she cried out, trying to lift her hands to feel him. If this was a dream she wanted to die feeling him; his arms around her, his voice in her ear.


Damon felt his heart torn apart at what he was seeing. His beautiful love was trapped underneath huge beams and he had quickly stopped fire that was snaking its way up her leg on her jeans. She was not even screaming in pain but he could imagine how much it must have burned her skin. He could smell burnt flesh the second he crashed through the living room window.

"My God, baby, I'm here. I'm here Elena," he mumbled over and over as he pulled at the beams with all his strength. They were too heavy and he could not get her out. He started choking from the smoke filling his lungs and he could not imagine how much smoke she had inhaled.

Damon grabbed the vial in his pocket, opened it and downed it instantly praying that Klaus had not been lying about it healing him even temporarily. He felt a rush of power and feeling racing through his arms and legs and looking down could see the black veins that were almost at his heart fade away back down to his arm and away from his chest and head.

"I'm going to get you out of here angel, Just hold on!" he called out hoping she could hear him. Then he grabbed for the beam and grunted and fought for all he was worth and lifted it up off of her and tossed it down away from them. He pulled at another one and screamed out as his muscles protested so much from their still weak state and he growled as he pushed that one off her too.

Then he was at her side, kneeling on the floor and pulling her limp body up into his arms. "Baby, please, be okay," he cried out shaking her. She just lay there her head off his shoulder. He saw the gash on her head that had dripped blood down her face and knelt lower to listen for her heart. There was no sound and he put her down and covered her mouth with his breathing into her lungs as his own heart pounded with panic that he had lost her.

"Breathe Elena, breathe!" he yelled at her and pushed on her chest giving her compressions before covering her mouth with his again. Even in his adrenaline full state he almost cried aloud at the feel of her lips on his, missing her kisses, her touch and every fucking thing about her. "God baby, breathe!"

Then he heard the most beautiful sound and she coughed and gasped as her hands reached up and clung to his neck.

"Damon," her weak voice whimpered as her eyes opened. They were so blood shot from the smoke. He had to get them out of there.

He threw his head back, closing his eyes. "Yes angel, I'm here." He enveloped her in a huge hug, just cradling her in his arms, his head buried in her hair. "I'm here, I'm here."

He felt her arms tighten around his neck as she started crying and he looked down at her and crashed his lips onto hers. The feeling of her lips moving on his was the most amazing feeling after thinking he had lost her. He held her head in his one hand, his other under her waist.

Then he was aware of the heat and the fire all around them as he scooped her up in his arms. He grabbed for his jacket he saw laying on the floor and covered her head with it blocking out more smoke as he stood up, adjusting her weight in his arms. He felt her still clinging to his neck as he squinted through the haze of the smoke so thick in the room. He saw the doorway and raced toward it leaping over the fire and avoiding the flames trying to jump off the walls of the hallway as he blurred past and toward the back door.

More beams just crashed down burying the living room in rubble seconds after Damon had got her to the hallway. He fell from the force of the collapse, hitting the floor keeping her above him in his arms as he watched wide eyed that space they had just been in engulfed in flames as the second floor just literally fell into the living room!

Damon pulled himself up from the floor and checked on Elena who was still breathed weakly, her arms still so tight around his neck. He stood up shakily, racing forward and nearly tripped on his brother who looked to be unconscious he hoped only and not worse in the doorway to the back deck. He reached out his hand already feeling the strength for carrying Elena in his arms as he grabbed for his brothers shoulder and hauled him up and growled fighting his weight to pull him out the door with them and he heard more crashed behind him and he threw them all forward and away from the collapsing cabin.

He let go of Stefan after dragging him a ways across the patio till his strength could not hold them both anymore and he sunk to the ground cradling Elena to his chest. She was breathing, but still so shallowly and had likely inhaled so much smoke.

He coughed and fought the smoke in his lungs to and gulped in the fresh air with fervor now that they were finally out of the cabin. "Elena, baby, look at me," he coaxed her and tenderly tilted her head up with his finger. He smiled so broadly when she opened her eyes and her lips curved into a weak smile at him. He put his hand down on her stomach and felt for his babies, their children and let out a sob of relief when he felt the precious heartbeats under his palm.

"You are okay, angel. The babies are okay. Oh my God I thought I'd lost you! Never scare me like that again." He hugged her tighter again and then kissed her all over her face, just holding her in his arms as the fire roared louder behind them. But he didn't hear anything at that moment. Nothing but his loves little moans as he gently pressed his lips to hers thinking he would never see her again.

Nothing felt better than her in his arms, not a damn thing in the whole world.


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