AN: oh my god! Seriously? I never thought I'd get so many follows (25) (and favorites; 9) so quickly! Each one put a huge grin on my face, believe it or not! Anyway, here's Chapter 2. I only have about 3 weeks left of school so my updating may be a little infrequent what with finals and everything. I'll more than likely update way more after school finally ends for me. Any questions you may have about this story (If a character will find something out, etc.) just PM me or ask me in the comments! Any question you have will either be in the next chapter in my AN if you commented instead of PMing me. Hope you like this chapter just as much as the first!

5-18-2015

Answers:

Minisum: Yes, Damon will definitely find out that Elena is waking up/has woken up. Everyone (Stefan, Caroline, Damon, etc.) will find out about Elena in the upcoming chapters.

Disclaimer: I own nothing. All rights go to The CW, L.J. Smith, and whoever else owns the characters and/or storyline of The Vampire Diaries.

Chapter 2 (Damon POV)

You know, if you ask me, some of the shows and ideas people come up with for TV shows nowadays either really suck or just make no sense. I always got a kick out of watching Buffy the Vampire Slayer. Sarah Michelle Gellar was kind of hot back then and sometimes you just had to laugh at the weird ass shit those people went through. Another one of my favorites was Dark Angel. I mean hello? Jessica Alba! Who wouldn't watch something with Jessica Alba in it?

Come to think of it, Jessica Alba sort of reminds me of Elena. I'd pay to see Elena in some type of leather body suit. Not that that'll happen anytime soon.

I get reminded of Elena all the time. I'll walk by someone on the street and they'll happen to be wearing her favorite perfume or they'll have long brown hair just like hers. One of the bartenders that works my bar, Josh, tells me I have a permanent 'bitch face' whenever girls with brown hair come in. He likes to point it out to me so often because he thinks it'll make me stop. He obviously thinks I apparently care about what other people think. I don't. Oh, great, Stefan's calling me, again. (for the hundredth time this week.)

"Hellooo, Hero hair!"

"Damon. You're drunk, again." He says in his little I'm disappointed in you tone.

"Yup. What about it? What the hell else should I do? Sit and brood? Sorry. Not my thing."

"Do you have to be such a dick all the time? Don't you ever get tired of it?"

"Not particularly. Are you actually calling for a reason? Other than making sure Big Bro is still among the living?"

Stefan sighed. "Is it bad that I worry about you sometimes? You're my brother. Am I just supposed to ignore the fact you exist?"

"We spent years ignoring each others existence, Stefan. Shouldn't be that hard for you considering you hated me for years up until we both ended up in Mystic Falls."

"Whatever, Damon, I was just checking up on you. Apparently you haven't been answering any of Alaric or Jeremy's calls and they were somewhat worried."

I rolled my eyes. "Didn't feel like it. Not that big of a deal. I don't have to answer my phone every time someone calls."

There we go again with the sighing. What is he? A disappointed parent?

"Not saying you do. I gotta go. I guess I'll talk to you later, Damon."

I hung up. Leave it to Ric and Baby Gilbert to find ways to irritate me while being hours away.

Oh, well then. Five calls, three voice mails, and twenty text messages. Jesus. Sometimes I hate cell phones and being able to be reached when I don't really want to be. Not like there's a huge point in having one. Or for me at least, there's not. I talk to Bonnie every couple weeks, sometimes I text Alaric and Little Gilbert, other times I have to answer Stefan's calls because if I don't he comes banging on my damn door in less than twenty-four hours. Apparently I'm on suicide watch until Elena wakes up, if she wakes up. Guess I can't be trusted. Don't know why it took them so long to remember that. Unless I'm having memory issues, most of the Mystic Falls population disliked or distrusted me.

Great. I'm out of Bourbon.

(Stefan POV)

"Damon hung up on me."

"Well, that shouldn't surprise you, Stefan. You are his brother, after all. You should know by now he doesn't care about hardly anyone with the exception being Elena and at times, you or Bonnie."

Caroline came and sat on my lap, putting her arms around me. "Yeah, Care, I know. I just don't want to not keep talking to him. If I do then god knows what'll happen."

"You have to stop worrying about Damon throwing a tantrum of some sort if you stop calling him. Let him make his own choices, if he loves Elena as much as he says he does he won't do anything that would upset her."

"I'm not worried about him throwing a tantrum.. I'm worried about him just letting himself desiccate. It may seem stupid to you care but my brother doesn't deal well with not really having anyone. I don't know how to explain it but he just doesn't. He believes Elena's dead for whatever reason and thinks he has no reason to keep living, being; whatever it is he calls it now. At least with Katherine, he had something to look for. He never gave up on that until he figured out he'd been looking to find her, to help her, and she hadn't needed any help at all."

"If Damon refuses to believe that Elena will wake up, you'll just have to let him. Bonnie has attempted to assure him numerous times that she will wake up and he won't believe her. That's on him. Not on you."

Caroline and I moved away from Mystic Falls about five years after Elena fell asleep. We started our relationship about a year after the wedding. I didn't do a lot for the first five years other than working at as a mechanic after going to GA. Caroline continued to go to Whitmore for college to get her degree and once she'd done that, we decided to leave and start our life together somewhere else. We got a small house in Macon, Georgia, and I found a mechanic job while Caroline went off to be a Wedding Designer. I guess that I don't really know what made me choose to be a mechanic again. I just like it. We didn't do much in Georgia while we were there, Caroline and I made a few friends but not many because we knew we'd have to eventually leave. When Damon was staying with us he rarely left the house unless he decided to walk around. I had to keep the Camaro tuned up and taken care of because Damon had seemingly forgotten that he'd even owned the thing.

He eventually went to stay in Illinois and has been there since, which is pretty risky for a vampire. I say that because he's stayed in Illinois for the majority of the past 60 years. Damon has went off and stayed in other places because he knew he couldn't continually stay in Illinois and not age. I know he stayed in California and New York and he may have been In Canada for a while but I'm not sure. He rarely tells me very much.

I didn't mention the reason why Damon was staying with Caroline and I in Georgia. He just wasn't dealing very well and Bonnie had called us to tell us we needed to make Damon leave Mystic Falls. He was inadvertently letting himself go. I assume that he was dealing with the Vampire version of depression. I hadn't personally witnessed it but Bonnie told Caroline and I that Damon was not taking care of himself. He rarely drank blood, let alone ate. Bonnie told us that he basically let himself run on autopilot. Sometimes he wouldn't remember conversations he'd had or things he'd done because his mind wasn't really... working? That's the best way to put it. He'd be conscious for awhile then suddenly would be what Bonnie called, 'sleepwalking.' I don't think he knew what to do with himself most of the time.

When our mother died, though, that was the most normal moment he'd had since Elena fell asleep. It didn't take long for that to disappear though. He even shut his humanity off. He did it so much that I'm still surprised he didn't break the switch or something. I was always oddly surprised to find out he'd done so. Damon rarely did something during those times to even show that his humanity was off. I believe he may have just needed the hurt to stop for awhile.

(Bonnie POV)

I've kept up the diary Elena asked me to make. I've hated every moment of it though. It's unfair that Elena has to wait to have her life just so I can have mine. I hated writing things in the diary because it was so wrong that I couldn't just tell Elena that I'd been on a date or just did math homework for college. Before I'd met my husband, Charles, I wasn't in a very good place. A lot of the time I hated myself. I was almost bipolar, at times. Sometimes I would be bitter, other times I was angry... then I was just indifferent.

For some reason once I'd met my husband my life just got better. Except for being a witch and having a 170 sum vampire as a best friend, I was normal. I went out on dates, I was goofy, I rarely had to worry about anything supernatural. The only time I did was when I had to help Damon and Stefan get rid of their Mother and her family. Charles had been out of town at that time, so he was one less person to worry about.

I married Charles in May of 2018 after dating for about 2 and a half years. I had eventually told him that I was a witch but it was rare that anything supernatural happened in or near Mystic Falls after 2015. Lily and her family had been disposed of in 2016.

Damon and I had gotten even closer after Elena had fallen asleep. I think we both needed each other for whatever reasons we had. We never crossed the line of friendship. Neither of us ever really wanted to. Even If we had, I don't think either of us could've dealt with doing something like that to Elena, whether she would've cared or not.

I had my first child with Charles 9 months after we married. One more had followed and I decided I didn't really care to have more. We had a boy and a girl. Their names are Sheila Ann and Brandon James. Between the two of them Charles and I got 5 grandchildren!

I have had a wonderful life. I've had the life I've always dreamed of having. I just wish that I had been able to share some of it with Elena. But, I'm 85 now. I'm not exactly sick but I just know that I'm ready to leave. I think it's similar to how my Gran felt. She was tired and ready. So am I. I'm ready to leave the life that I've had so I can finally let my friend have the one she wants and deserves so badly.

I don't want anyone to think I'm just giving my life up so Elena can have hers. That wouldn't be right and she would be so upset with me if I did. I'm just tired. My magic's tired. It's my time and I can't wait to see My Gran and my Dad. I'll be waiting to see just what kind of life Elena had and how good it was.

AN: Okay, so here's chapter 2! Hopefully you guys enjoyed it! I will say that I believe Elena will wake up in the next chapter and everyone will find out. I don't know for sure when the next chapter will be posted but it will either be during this week or the weekend. So, not too long

As always, please review! I love to hear what you guys thought about the chapter!