Hello! It has been forever dear readers! Life happens. For all that wish to continue the tidbits of our favorite couple, I would hope you read on. I do this for the love of writing and I hope to provide you, the reader with something to sink your mind and heart into.

Disclaimer: I own nothing of the Vampire Diaries, I just enjoy playing with the characters!

It has been quite a long time since I have taken fingers to keyboard and written about these two. I hope you keep that in mind if it appears I am rusty. :).

This little snippet is something a bit different , but it does include our couple!

Enjoy!

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Fragments

Rain spattered her window, cold rivets trickling down the pane. She stared outside, chin propped in her hand. She eyed the grey clouds, swirling among the downpour, tendrils of darkness inking across the sky. The makings of a real storm.

She hated thunderstorms.

They reminded her of then. Of memories shrouded in darkness. Her thoughts drifted unwillingly to a night she locked away. It was there, always.

At the edge of her memory it sat, teetering on the edge of oblivion. How she longed to fling it over the edge, into the abyss.

But she could not.

She would not.

As much as she longed to cast it out to allow the darkness to swallow it up forever, her mind remained fixed. She held fast, clinging to that memory that would continue to undo her completely, leaving her cold and breathless as ice seeped into her veins, chilling her.

Just like the rain.

And yet. With the rain, brought images, swirling in her head. A memory, this one different. It washed over her, shattering the ice in her veins with warmth and light.

Long dark hair tickled her chin. Sparkling mahogany eyes twinkled, mirth brimming behind them.

Silly girl!

A soft hand tickled her, dancing against her neck, and under her ribs. Orange blazed in the fireplace, its warmth wrapping her in a gentle blanket. The rain lashed against the window outside.

Mamma! Just one more, please!

Laughter bubbled, sweet and soft.

All right, but after this, it's time for bed!

She tucked in, close to Mamma's warmth, clutching her mug of hot chocolate. It was a coveted treat, earned with sparkling eyes and just a hint of pleading.

Mamma's voice washed over her, filling her with warmth as she spun a tale of wonder. She told of a man with sparkling eyes and a voice soft as velvet. He was strong as steel, yet his heart could shatter. He could live an impossibly long time, and yet his life could be end should his heart be compromised.

Forever, Mamma?

More laughter, and those hands so soft and tender, were smoothing over her hair.

Perhaps my love.

Mamma's eyes had twinkled with a secret.

Soon enough, her mug was empty, the story had dwindled to its end.

Or so she had thought.

The warmth trickled away, and with it her sweetest of memories, leaving her huddling on the window seat cowering before the rain.

Beautifully broken, that's what she was. Fractured by the memories that she refused to release. They were apart of her.

As much as he.

His eyes pierced hers, blue shattering brown. She crumpled. Softness against steel.

He flooded her with everything she desired and everything she feared to gain. Unworthy as she, to hold such a heart, made of stone, and yet so fragile. How could she, so soft and warm, hold he so cold and beautiful?

A butterfly among the frost.

So.

She reached out a tentative hand. Hovering inches from his cheek, pale and chiseled. Her own heart thrummed in her chest, a frantic beat.

A bird in a cage. Too afraid to open the door.

He hovered before her, utterly still, awaiting her. Craving her touch, yet not expecting it.

He never expected good.

She was everything soft and gentle, sweet and innocent. She was his light, his sun peaking through the rumbling storm clouds that battered his soul. How could he, so hard and cold, hold her, so soft and yielding? How could a heart of stone protect the very one who threatened to be his undoing?

A lion feared the lamb.

And yet.

He took her hand, that hovered so close to his cheek. Did he dare take the leap? To leap into that unknown, that dark nothingness? He was no stranger to the void. For so long he had called the darkness home. He wrapped himself in its seductive embrace, without a second thought that there was any other option. He let it whisper in his ear, ink into his soul, and splinter his heart.

His lips brushed her knuckles, soft and warm.

What was that? Through the abyss that cloaked him, a soft glow. Light. Warmth. He trembled as icy thorns pricked him, the darkness coiling in his soul. It whispered to him, soft and honeyed. Promises of power, seduction, yielding to no one. It would be so easy. To slide back into the shadows.

He was selfish. Cool, calculating, ruthless, and seductive. Beholden to no one. All who fell under his wintery gaze bent before his will.

And yet.

She was selfless. Warm, kind, inviting, and with a love that was unconditional. Bound to help those in need. All who fell under her brilliant gaze found the good, stood in the light that flowed from her very being.

He wanted this. To be free to stand in the light. To give his heart to another, one who would treasure it.

Did he deserve to?

Light, pure and golden shattered his darkness. He let it trickle over him, warmth melting the icicles that clung to his soul.

He pressed his cheek into her hand, melting into her touch.

Fragments of light dappled in the darkness. Thats what they both were. Fragments. She flippantly danced within his shadows, teasing him with what could be, all that he wanted but was afraid to have. He posed on the edge of her light, shrouded in mystery, all that she craved, yet was afraid to allow herself.

Soft thumbs stroked the dark smudges beneath her eyes.

"I'm afraid too." He whispered, his breath soft in her ear.

She trembled under his touch. Terrified to fall yet knowing that he would catch her. His lips were there, inches away, breathing life into her when she all but wanted to fade away.

Elena blinked, her eyes fluttering closed. She leaned into Damon's warmth, her lips claiming his.

They would fall together.

The rain poured on outside, utterly forgotten.

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