Hey, guys!

I'm finally back with this story's last chapter! I'm so sorry for the waiting, I had tons of things to study and I honestly couldn't find time to write even a word. But now everything is settled, my exams are over and I'm finally able to grant you Delena's awaited reunion!
If you were disappointed in S6, or the way they handled Delena's reunion, then I hope this story, and especially the last chapter will fill the gap in your heart.

I changed the point of view of the story as you will notice soon, that's because I wanted to portray their reunion through both of their eyes (Damon and Elena), and staying in Elena's point of view wouldn't have allowed me to do that.

While writing I listened to only one song over and over again, I think it was around 100 times but I lost count, so If you like listening songs while reading, I highly recommend you to check out this song: /watch?v=K6sMuNuBlQo (Sky's Still Blue by Andrew Belle)

Rated M for some sexy time ;)

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Chapter 5: Found The Way Back

General POV

As she staggered to her feet she heard it. The only voice she wanted to hear for the rest of her life. She heard it called her name. Her favorite sound from his lips. Her favorite sound in the world.

His voice.

She couldn't believe her ears. Was it real? Or did she just pass out from the crying and this was all a dream? She hoped she heard what she heard right because the alternative would be just too damn depressing.

She slowly looked up, not expecting anything because she hated to be disappointed and this time, that disappointment would be so much worse. If she just hallucinated then that would mean she was slowly losing her mind which wouldn't even surprise her. What actually surprised her was that how she hasn't lost it sooner. She didn't know how she managed to live 5 months without him. Summer was a deep hole for her; watching all those happy people moving around with smiles on their faces while she couldn't get her lips to even lift up at the corners. Her friends tried nearly everything to cheer her up a bit, but after a couple of weeks, they conceded that it just not possible. It's not that they left her alone, to her disappointment, they just stopped pestering her about moving on and continue living her life like nothing had happened. She was almost happy when they just let her be, let her grieve in her own way.

She stood up and looked toward where she heard the voice was calling her name and a gasp left her lips. There before her a few feet away stood the one person she never thought she would see again but hoped with everything in her that she will. Elena blinked a few times, still thinking that her mind was playing tricks on her but after a minute the figure was still before her, not moving in the slightest. As she glanced up into those familiar rich blue eyes, she felt something click in her. She always believed life was just a gigantic puzzle. You get trapped in the process and then before you know it you've reached the last piece and then you're through. As she came face to face with Damon after 5 months, she knew she just reached that last piece, the piece that belonged to her heart, but this time, she glued them together, never letting the puzzle to fall apart again.

She broke into a smile so wide it was all he could see. And how he missed that smile. Every day in that prison world he pictured her face just like that. Happy. It was the only way he could make it through each day. The memories of her, of them together what kept him sane while being trapped in that other world, living the same day over and over again.

He didn't know what really happened. A girl appeared out of nowhere before him and Bonnie, grabbed them and the next thing he knew he saw a blinding light and found himself in the middle of the woods. He would never have guessed he was back to the real world until he heard Elena's desperate cries. He couldn't describe the feeling when he saw her for the first time again after what felt like decades.

There was a word for it. There was a precise word for that exact moment, feeling, instinct, experience. There was a word for that moment where he realized, where he knew that time was happening, moving, affecting him. It's that feeling he got every time he saw her. Every time he looked at her, it hit him like lightning. That time is real. It was moving again, he wasn't cursed to live that same, horrible day again and again. Tomorrow will be a whole new day, and damned if he won't spend every minute of it with her. Preferably in bed.

But even though time was moving again, he couldn't. He remained frozen on the spot the moment he got a glimpse of her. His feet declared independence at the moment. He wondered if he could ever move again, if only the sight of her will ever get less astounding.

He didn't know how long he had stood there, nor did he have any idea how long he would have stood there gazing at her if he hadn't been startled back to the present by the impact of a body against his with such force, if he wasn't a vampire he would have fallen back with said body on top of him. But as he regained his balance he realized the body could only belong to one person and one person only.

"Elena," he said in a strangled whisper, tightening his grip on her body and burying his face in her chocolate brown hair. This time, it wasn't a dream, she wasn't just a figment of his imagination. He was holding her for real, feeling the curve of her waist under his touch, smelling her unique scent with his nose buried in her neck. He wanted to stay like that forever.

"Damon" she managed through her tears. Tears from happiness and relief. But after a while, her tears soon turned into desperate cries and she clutched onto him with a vice-like grip, never wanting to let him go again. She couldn't help as the memories and feelings from the last 5 months without him broke forth in her mind.

"Shh Elena. You're fine. I'm here. Everything's gonna be okay," Damon tried to soothe her, stroking her hair and making comforting circles with his hand on her back. She heard him whisper in her ear but it didn't fully register in her mind, for her brain and her vision were clogged with memories of the darkest times of her life when he wasn't around to whisper little things in her ear to make the worst things a little bit better. There wasn't anyone who could've comforted her the way he could. She didn't have her rock, her constant.

Damon continued to soothe her with sweet kisses to her temple, her forehead, her closed eyes and her cheeks while stroking his thumbs on her rosy cheeks. Slowly her cries subsided, her grip around his shoulders loosened but the tears didn't stop and her breathing was still heavy from the crying.

Damon cradled her face in his palms and smiled at her, which she couldn't see at the moment. "Open your eyes, Elena" she bit back a sob and let another tear roll down her cheek which he caught with his thumb and she shook her head. "You have no idea how long I wanted to see those beautiful eyes," he half whispered to her, waiting for her lids to reveal his favorite chocolate brown orbs. She bit her lip and let out a ragged breath. She was afraid. Afraid to open her eyes because something similar happened to her once. When she opened her eyes then, he disappeared before her and she found herself back in her dorm room. It was only a dream, she realized. And if this again turns out to be just a dream again, she wanted to stay there as long as she could. But somehow this felt more real, she felt his touches more intensively and she heard his voice clearer. "Please, Elena," he begged now, and she knew he rarely did that.

Risking a chance, she slowly opened her eyes which were still damp from crying and blinked a few times. As her eyes focused on the raven haired man before her, she saw a slow smile made an appearance across his face. And what a beautiful smile that was. So genuine. So Damon.

"Hey, there" he greeted her with a crooked smile, feeling joy as she looked at him with wonder in her doe eyes. He didn't think he will ever get used her looking at him like that. Like he was the only person for her on this planet. Like he was the world to someone, as she was his.

"Hey" she let out a teary laugh, only now realizing that what she believed a cruel but beautiful dream was, in fact, real. He was really standing right in front of her, holding her so close to him their noses almost touched, looking at her with those beautiful blues eyes that made her knees go weak nearly every time. "You came back," she breathed.

"Yeah, well...I needed to do some laundry," he deadpanned and looked down at himself. He was wearing the same clothes he did that day when everything was supposed to go smooth, with them coming back together from the Other Side, not only one of them. After that day, she decided that anyone saying 'Don't worry, nothing could possibly go wrong' was really asking for a punch in the jaw.

She laughed at his words. This was her first real laugh in months and it felt liberating. Being able to be happy again for real was something she thought was impossible. But with him, everything was possible again.

"God I missed your laugh," he said in a longing tone. She was about to say something in return when she felt warm lips on hers. She immediately wrapped her arms around his neck again, pulling him closer and pressing her body against hers as their mouths danced together. His hand traveled down her side and settled on her hip pulling her even closer, even their knees touched. His other hand remained on her face, stroking her cheek softly as they reveled in the moment. This was their first kiss after nearly half a year and damn if it wasn't worth the wait. She moaned in contentment and he wanted to explode then and there. How many times has he played this sound in his mind when he was trapped in the past without her for so long. And now hearing it for real made him want to do nothing more than to push her back against a tree and claim her body. But their first time after so long wouldn't be in a dirty forest where Stefan's blood sources would be the audience. No. He will going to make love to her in their comfortable king sized bed at home. And maybe in the tub too.

When they separated, they both panted from their little make-out session. He stepped back slightly to look into her eyes and asked. "Want to get the hell out fo here?"

"I thought you'd never ask," she said breathlessly.

He only smirked and took her hand, vamp speeding towards the boarding house.

They didn't waste any time when they reached the house. As soon as the door fell open they delved into each other's mouth. The kiss was hard and heated, but consuming above anything else. He slammed her against the nearest wall and instantly Damon entwined their hands together, raising them above Elena's head and pressing his entire body against her, effectively pinning Elena.

"I missed you so much," he said both seriously and desperately, bringing his mouth to her neck and leaving hot kisses there. She let out a loud moan and tangled one of her hands into his silk black hair. She ran her hands through it, gently pulling on it, pulling him tighter to her as he reached her cleavage.

"I missed you more," she breathed as he moved his hands down and lifted her up. She wrapped her legs around his waist and curled her fingers around the hair at the back of his head. He pressed his lips to hers, kissing her deeply and intoxicating.

Without breaking the kiss, Damon moved them up to their bedroom. He set her onto the bed and leaned over her, busying himself with placing hungry kisses on every inch of her that wasn't still covered with her clothes, which was not much. He quickly ripped the zipper down her dress and removed the article from her body, revealing her braless breasts. His eyes darkened at the sight, Damon licked his lips before enclosing her nipple in his mouth sucking gently. Oh, how he missed the ladies. She arched her back at his touch, her head thrown back, her eyes closed and her lips parted, sighing her pleasure.

Her hands then moved to his shirt and pulled it up, urging him to slip out of it. Her hands moved across his chest, feeling every muscle. She moved her hips against him and moaned when she felt his hard on through the fabric of his jeans.

With a quick flick of his wrist, he tore the only remaining article off her body. Ignoring her protest at her ruined panties, he licked and nipped at her collarbone before resting his lips over the small patch of skin between her neck and shoulder. Elena moaned deeply and huskily when his hand traveled down across her stomach to her aching center. He teased her with his fingers and she squirmed under his hand and moaned against his lips. Her fingers quickly found his belt and undid it, using her legs to slip his pants off. Damon kicked the fabric off his feet and across the room.

Her hand went to his boxers and rubbed him through the fabric before ripping it off his body. Tit for tat. As he looked at her he caught sight of a mischievous glint in her eyes. She then quickly flipped them over, and with a triumphant smile, she started to place wet kisses down his chest. When she reached his throbbing member, she took his tip into her mouth, teasing him with her tongue with slow, torturous movements, enjoying as he let go of a guttural moan.

Before she could have all of him in her mouth, Damon changed their positions again with a swift movement. She looked at his dark, lust filled eyes with confusion as he positioned himself at her entrance.

Seeing the question in her eyes, he smirked at her. "You're too good at that, babe, and I want us to explode together,"

At his words, and the way he said it, with so much passion, she crashed her lips to his, her hands grabbing either side of his face, and he entered her with a firm movement. They both gasped at the contact.

For a moment, everything froze and they stopped. Just for a moment to look at each other in the eye, forgetting the past, the bad things and memories that eventually got them right here. They gazed at each other, completely oblivious to anything else besides each other in that moment. Now only that mattered. Them.

They didn't believe they could feel this again. The touch of their skins on each other. They way they made love. Just like they remembered. Better than anything.

The passion burned through their veins, every moan, every kiss, every touch of their fingers made their hearts go into a crazy rhythm.

Damon circled her waist, her back, thrusting into her deeper and deeper. Their hands run through each other's body, from head to toe, not leaving untouched skin area.

Their movements were frantic, but not too hurried. It was feverish and intense, like waiting, waiting for the sexual tension to consume them, like in that motel a long time ago, or waiting five months to become one again, body, mind, and soul. They say there could be some excruciating pleasure in waiting. But this time, it was only excruciating. The pleasure came afterward.

They panted and moaned between kisses, drowned in each other's embrace. There were teeth, gripping, and caressing.

Everything was so different, so bright, so colorful.

Fireworks.

They came alive behind their eyelids, so many colors exploded as he pushed into her one last time. He felt her walls tighten around him and she screamed out her pleasure, grabbing his back, hard. That sent him right over the edge too, groaning her name into her neck. They rode out the waves of their orgasms together.

He collapsed next to her on the bed and opened his arms for her to snuggle into his chest as they both breathed hard.

They fell into a comfortable silence, listening to each other's breath and heartbeat. She loved the way that they didn't need to say anything to know what's going on between them. Their words are past the need to be heard.

He placed a kiss to the top of her head and she held him tighter to her as if she was afraid that he would disappear if she let him go.

"You're not allowed to leave this house without me from now on. And won't you ever be so reckless," she said sternly to him after a while.

He smiled at the fire in her tone and the way she was clinging to him warmed his heart. "I prefer adventurous,"

She lifted her head up from his chest and glared at him with anger in her brown eyes. "Yeah? Well, I prefer stupid,"

He just smirked at her sulking face and raised his eyebrow. "Oh come on, Pouty, need I remind you that you were in that car next to me?"

"It was still your plan! I merely included myself in it," she huffed and placed her head back on his chest drawing patterns with her finger on it.

He sighed and started playing with her hair. "Well, I can honestly say that dying, as a vampire, was never on my bucket list,"

He felt her tighten her grip on his waist. "Just promise me you'll never leave me again,"

Hearing the vulnerability in her voice, he pulled her up until their foreheads touched and kissed her tenderly on the mouth. She immediately melted into his touch, placing her hands on either side of his face. "I promise you. And you know I always keep my promises... eventually. I just got held up this time" he winked at her and she couldn't help but smile. Yes, he always kept his promises, no matter how hard they were to keep. After all, he came back to her, just as he promised to her that day.

"I love you," she whispered into his neck.

He stroked her hair and whispered back. "And I love you,"

They stayed like that for a while until they heard the front door open and close. Elena's head immediately snapped up, her eyes widened. Damon just groaned.

"Looks like the squad is here," he said in an annoyed voice.

"Oh my God, I completely forgot about the others," she exclaimed and tried to get out of the bed, but Damon had her in a vice-like grip. "Damon, we have to get up. Everyone is here," then it occurred to her. Everyone. "Bonnie! Bonnie is here too!" she said with a wide grin at the possibility of seeing her best friend again.

But Damon still didn't loosen his grip. "Ugh, Witchy can wait," he just spent 5 months with Judgy, and even though they bonded on some level, she was starting to get on his nerves. It was really time to get out of that prison world.

Elena still tried to get out of his hold to no avail. "And we have forever," she smiled at him sweetly, changing tactics. She kissed him softly, bringing her hand to his cheek. As soon as she felt him relax into her and ease on his hold on her, she wiggled out of his touch and off the bed, picking up her clothes and sending a triumphant smile towards him.

He narrowed his eyes at her with a huff. "You little minx,"

She just laughed as she zipped her dress up. "I know you missed me. But I'm sure you missed your brother too, who's down there too," she said more seriously, walking towards him as he sat up on the bed. "And I know for a fact that he missed you too," she said softly, taking his hands and pulled him up.

"Yeah, right. I'm sure little bro was just glad he got rid of me and my comments on his hero hair," he said half seriously, picking up his own clothes and started dressing, which was definitely not in his plans for the near future. His plan was to stay in bed with her as long as they don't start desiccating. But it was ruined thanks to the Scooby gang. But to be honest with himself, he really did miss his brother. Even though their relationship wasn't that ideal, they were still family. They protected each other at all cost, even when they wanted to kill the other. But over the last few years, their bond evolved, got stronger and they couldn't imagine the world without one another. And for that all credit went to the beautiful brunette, who stood before him with a stretched arm, waiting for him to take it and greet their friends downstairs.

He stepped forward, lifted her hand to his mouth and placed a chaste kiss on it. "Let's get this over with"

They smiled at each other and walked down the stairs hand in hand.

When they reached the last step, they saw the familiar faces looking at them with glistening eyes. As soon as Elena looked into those brown eyes she knew since her childhood, she darted forward and threw her hands around her best friend's shoulders. "Bonnie!" the witch hugged her back immediately, happy tears shone in their eyes at the reunion.

Damon stood still for a moment as strong hands grabbed his shoulders and pulled him into a bone crushing hug, but after the momentary shock wore off, he returned the gesture.

"Baby bro," Damon said in an emotion-filled tone, holding onto Stefan firmly. "I hope you didn't drink my stash of bourbon while I was gone," he joked, trying to lighten the suddenly broody mood.

"I missed you too, brother," Stefan said into his shoulder, smiling.

At the other end of the room, Elena looked up over Bonnie's shoulder and when she caught sight of the brothers hugging, her heart warmed. It was the first time she saw them like this and it brought tears to her eyes. She felt as love consumed her for the two men that changed her life forever, but especially for Damon. Mostly for Damon. Her world used to be neat and orderly. Everything made sense. She could've told exactly what she would've been doing tomorrow. She could've told exactly what she would've been doing ten years from tomorrow. But then... she met him. And everything changed. First, it was a giant mess, but when she fell in love, the pieces fell into place.

Love is about taking so many chances and so many shots in the dark and diving into the bottomless ocean and learning how to swim. It's about opening yourself up to someone entirely. It's about screaming and shouting at each other, and then just when it seems like it's never going to get better, you realize that to lose one another is worse than whatever you started arguing about in the first place. It's about having dozens of people breaking your heart a dozen times just to find the one that doesn't. The one who makes you smile. The one who wants to.

He's the one who doesn't need to buy your happiness with flowers or chocolates or ice cream cones, but the one who buys it with his arms around you. He's the one who wants to hold you when you are scared, or upset about the little things, like losing your favorite sock.

Love is about tasting happiness, and holding in your heart all the magic of the world.

When their eyes met over the room, she felt it. She was home.

They finally found their way back to each other.

fin

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