Sorry it took so long to update...This is a short chap..It is two am where I am and I wanted to stop before I butchered it...Let me know what you think...R &R...The next chap will be longer..
He stares at the black screen for feels like an eternity. He cant get his mind and body to work together. He wants to run, vampire speed , to the ridge that is somewhere out there. He feels the pull of the moon, the music still playing in his mind.
Those eyes, the moonlight reflecting, dripping from them. The color was as clear as his eyes were azure, hers were emerald green. The face he could not see, he did not need to see it. Her eyes were staring at his even through the computer screen, he could feel them.
Damon finally stands from his desk, walking toward the open window. "Was it open before?" he wonders. "Did she leave it open? Is that how she got in here?", the questions were tumbling in his mind.
He looks out, the moon and stars shining like a road map to him. Never looking back, he transforms into crow and goes in search of the ridge and the red headed creature that called to him.
Stefan had walked into Damon's room, the fluttering of wings and then silence greeted him. He looked at his desk and saw the other notes. He picked them up and read them. His first thought was Katherine.
What if she came back, what if this was a trap for Damon or what if she was here to take him away with her? His emotions ranged from fear, to dread, to out right jealousy. In that order. The last emotion felt like a stake had been rammed through his dead heart.
She had loved him, not Damon. Damon had been a means to make him jealous, to make him fight for her love. He had thought Elena would be enough for him, she looked like Katherine and sometimes in private she even sounded like her. But she was not Katherine, just a copy.
He looked back at the desk, seeing the cd case he ran his finger over the mouse spot bringing up the screen. He hit the play button and watched in amazement at the video. The music sounded like something from their childhood. He knew the words were an invitation.
When the video ended he decided to follow Damon. The scent of his brother would be easy to follow and he knew the woods and mountains from hunting. This should not be that difficult, he thought stepping out into the cool midnight air.
Damon flew above the trees, the night air felt good under his wings. He knew were he was going, that was so strange to him. The night sky, the wind, the stars, the moon all had messages for him. He could see a light in the distance and the lone tree. He could feel her waiting for him.
His feet lightly touched the soft grass making no sound, but she knew he was there. The smell of wild roses and lilacs waif across the breeze, he breathed the aroma deeply. He opened his mouth but no words escaped his full lips. She pulled the hood of her robe back allowing the wavy mass of fire to escape as she started to slowly turn to face him.