An:...Weeeellll im still alive! xD and There is another part, i just dunno when i'll type it..this has actualy been ready for a seriously too long..:P
Thanks you T1gerCat and Queen latifeh (lewis is just mentioned :P)
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After some time in the car, finally the silence had been broken.
"How was mystery woman like?" Alaric asked, seeing his friend grip on the steering wheel.
Damon shot Alaric a look but sighed and talked anyways.
"She was ...perfect, Angelic features, long light brown hair, musical accented voice, light hands, alluring bright Amber eyes." Damon described, looking forward in the empty road.
"Light hands?" Alaric raised his eyebrows.
"What? No! We didn't go that far" Damon pointed out, "she was the nurse on our unit, first time I saw her, she was fighting with the main doctor." He cracked a smile.
"A nurse, you where in the war at that time?"
"Yeah. She actually volunteered; her parents were going to marry her off to some bank owner's son"
"Are Family problems something common backing then?" Alaric said, failing to ease his friend of.
"I don't really know, not everyone shares what goes behind closed doors rick, Ellie was just...one of a kind. She had problems with both her father and mother, her Grandma is the one who toke care of her..."
Alaric nodded thoughtfully; he had never seen Damon so... human before.
"What's her favorite color?"
"Blue," he answered not missing a beat, "she said it reminded her of my eyes" he rolled his eyes. Damon's throat tightened, he hadn't talked about her for a 148 years...not even Stefan knew about her existance.
"I always have that bracelet on me" Damon said, "she even left a letter with our friend back then, Lewis, Giuseppe burnt it though" he grimaced "actually, without Lewis twisting his wrist or something along those lines, I would have never met her."
Alaric stared at Damon, was this the same Damon from yesterday? Last week, even?
"Actually, I sent a letter to her parents asking them if I could court her, nowadays 'date' her, her Father got so pissed, and it defiantly showed from how much the paper had splattered ink on it but eventually agreed, her mother didn't care much"
"We used to take walks in the woods, have any meal together, and just...talk. Things where easier back then. She always bickered with the main Doc.
His face would get so red. And she loved every bit of it." Damon stayed silent for a moment after it.
"I think...I think I fell for Katherine because she was polar opposite to Ellie. And part of it was, was the thrill of getting killed in the process so I could be with her…and now, Elena is not Katherine. But she is no Emilia." He calmly said, parking somewhere in the woods.
"Lewis said he went back out there and put her in a box he made, he said he buried her. I couldn't take it, too struck with grief I didn't even tell her parents where her body was, I couldn't... were here"
"Are you sure this is it" Alaric asked as Damon cut the engine of the truck they got.
"Keep walking" Damon said in a monotone voice, he take a deep breathe and toke a path between the Forest.
"How do you remember all this?"
"Alaric, I couldn't forget it even if I want to" he said, making a weird pathway between the tall trees.
It looked like he was following a Map, or a trail, but Alaric knew better. Damon couldn't bleach it out of his brain.
"It should be here..." Damon trailed off, feeling his chest tighten, as he gestured towards the remaining Tree's.
"Lead the way" Alaric said,
He hesitated, part of him just wanted to crumble and just not go.
The other part of him wanted this, wanted to break his promise of not to return for her.
"I...I can't"
Alaric sighed, "Damon, you're not the only person whose lover died."
"We were getting married..." Damon trailed off, looking absently at a leaf in his hand.
"Damon, you need this. You need closure..."Alaric looked at his with pleading eyes.
At times Alaric wondered why Damon doesn't just kill him again. Unless he knew he was right.
Damon sighed as he walked between the last few trees and the field emerged.
Still green with life, colored with all types of flowers.
And in the middle of it all, a giant oak tree stood in the middle high and tall with might. Just like how Damon remembered it. The same tree that caught on fire the night she died had re-grown, even mightier than it was.
"This is where I proposed to her...I didn't even have a ring..." Damon said, pushing his hands in his pockets.
"Right there under the tree near the trunk. Then that night, the tree was on fire." Damon couldn't bring himself to tell the rest of the tale, but he knew he had to.
"She died under that tree rick. Lewis told me he buried her on the other side…I can't..."
"Look you have gone so far Damon."
"You have no idea how this is killing me right now rick!" Damon yelled "Ellie is probably the only person who had faith in me! Had hope in me? She was there for me when Stefan couldn't, when my own father wasn't? I had always admired her."
Alaric sighed, "Damon," he said balancing the word "spending over a hundred years brooding for somebody isn't healthy...and that's coming from me" he pointed out.
- You can stop here...-
A single drop of water landed on Damon's black jacket which made him look up,
"its not raining is it?"
Alaric's eyebrows knotted as he shook his head.
"Weird" Damon muttered as another drop landed on his shoulder, followed by a faint 'sniff'.
His head snapped up the tree, as he motioned one finger to his lips, Alaric nodded.
In a fast second, Damon shot up the tree and brought down a white-wearing figure.
The person tried making a run for it, as Damon blurred and caught it, smacking their back to the great tree.
The person quickly spun Damon around, just as Alaric Plunged a stake in the person's side and grabbed the hood, knocking the dark shades out of the way.
Light Brown hair spilled out as familiar Amber eyes were glistening with tears.
"Dead people are supposed to stay dead" she muttered taking out the stake without much effort, as Damon dropped his gaze.
"I'm just going to-" She said, whipping the black smudge form her cheek with the back of her hand. "I'm not seeing a ghost am I?" she muttered to herself again. Only more silent tears followed.
"Who are you?" Alaric asked.
"Uhh..." she gave a wary glance at Damon, who clutched both his hands by his side.
"That's Emilia" Damon said, leaning towards the tree wincing.
Alaric eyed both of them. She seemed to be trying to convince him something with her pleading eyes, while Damon stared at a flower for far too long.
"Look, you two should have things to resolve..."Alaric trailed off, trying to break the ice that already formed.
Both head snapped up to him.
"I'll be in the car" Damon said, blurring behind a few trees.
"No Dam-" she started, but too late he left.
Ellie glanced warily at this new character, feeling her stomach flip.
Damon was not dead. He wasn't after all those years thinking she lost him for good. Yet she did hold on to that tiny shred of hope that he was still there, out in the world, Alive.
But this completely baffled her; she did not know what to do for the first time in her lifetime.
"Um, I don't want to sound rude or anything, but who are you again?" she awkwardly rubbed the back of her neck. The side of her white dress already punctured by the stake from earlier.
Alaric mentally cursed at his situation, "Alaric Saltzman, Damon's...err friend" he awkwardly said.
Ellie nodded, tucking a strand of her light brown hair behind her ear. "I don't know what he said about me..." she trailed off, tears burning in her black trimmed eyes. "but..I...I love him, as mean that sounds, I just couldn't..." she dipped her head, pressing the heels of her palms on her eyes.
Alaric awkwardly stood there, not knowing what to do. "He said you died" he commented.
Her head snapped up as her expression softened. "I couldn't tell him what I was back then...and he was so nice and polite... I didn't want to ruin him so to speak, but it happened anyways" she laughed, not a happy laugh, a sad ironic laugh.
"I'm not sure if you know everything, but the night I was shot, I healed and picked myself and went. Not before compelling Lewis, how I hated doing that to him, but I had too. Damon told him I died under the tree; you should have seen his face when I was dusting off my white dress." She sub-concisely played with the hem of her white dress.
"I always came here during this day" she continued, pressing her jacket-clad back to the massive tree. "You know that this tree could kill me? Yet I come here anyways" she shook her head.
"Wait, the stake didn't do you anything..?" Alaric trailed off,
"Do you know about the originals?" she simply said, he nodded. "How much do you know?" she asked
"We know about Elijah, and Klaus, with the sacrifice and all" he said, simple.
"Klaus…he is always going to be my stupid idiotic brother" she said, her accent more vibrant than before, "Esther didn't turn me with the rest of them, she never told me anything about vampires at all, Esther was the original family's witch" she shook her head softly, "I was 'too young' another witch, Ayanna took care of me, cared for me more than she did, in more than a way she was my mother."
"You-" Alaric began, Ellie held a single finger to her lips, signaling that she wasn't done.
"One day, Klaus snapped, and gave me wine mixed with blood on my 22nd birthday, then he drove his sword threw my heart" she snapped both her eyes shut, as a tear made its way down her face. "The night I woke up, with Klaus, Esther and Mikeal, my father, all hovering above Me.'there goes daddy's little girl' Klaus commented, but I could see right threw him, he was hurt, he didn't mean it. He isn't a manipulative bastard as some might think."
"You forgave him for turning you?" Alaric asked astonished
"No. I can't say I did. When I turned, my magic was taken away from me. Witchcraft was my life, I used to train by the hours with Ayanna, that was all I ever wanted to do, and then Nik just...took it away from me. Angry at him? Yes. But I don't hold anything against him, in his eyes, I was daddy's girl so to speak, but Mikeal did not like him, not one little bit." She sighed, running her hand threw her hair. "The point, after that, Mikeal and Nik got into a very heated argument, Esther decides to be the hero...and snap, Nik rips her heart out. I mean sure I'm supposed to be sad that 'mother died', but I just..." She shook her head sadly at the ancient memory.
Alaric opened his mouth to talk. To say anything. Words seem to fail on him.
"do you ever have this feeling.." she started again, shaking off the bad mood. "that you would do anything to save- to protect the person you love?" she blinked "that's exactly what I wanted to do with Damon, I couldn't let him get into this world. I shouldn't. yet I failed, and he did" she yet again shook her head. "I'm sorry..this might all me such a headache." She looked at Alaric again.
This was Alaric's turn to shake his head, "look, I don't know you, but since this afternoon, I've been hearing a lot about you. Clearly Damon loves you back"
"I thought he was dead. The shooting in mystic falls. I was there to see him, I was going to tell him…but when I showed up at the boarding house…Guiseppe from what I assumed he is, told someone that they died..half of me died that night." Tears burned in front of her amber eyes as her vision blurred.
Suddenly, newfound warmth touched her shoulder, Alaric squeezed it to show his support.
"but he's alive now. You might as well tell him, everything" he sent her an innocent smile.
Sometimes Alaric didn't know why he caught himself up in the cross fire of Vampires and what not.
It was just in his nature to pick up the pieces and fix other people up.
Ellie's head snaps up, her eyes bloodshot from all the silent tears.
"you might as well do, you do have nothing the loose" Alaric mused, patting her white jacket, with a smile on his face, "yeah, you might as well do, from all I've been hearing today, your chances raise to a slim to none in failure" he nodded again, encouraging her.
"but he just-" Ellie started, pointing to where Damon went.
"oh he's just stubborn, besides, he's probably shocked more than anything"
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LONG, right?