So sorry for the delay but my beta has been busy and I'm back on school, I got the next two chapters already written but after that i may take a while with the others because college is driving me insane! Anyway I really hope you enjoy this chapter, we're already on the road to the end but I still expect to write a few more chapters. Thanks a lot to everyone still reading this and to Amy for correcting it for me :D

The Dustland Fairytale beginning
With just another white trash county kiss in '61.
Long brown hair, and foolish eyes.
He'd look just like you'd want him to
Some kind of slick chrome American prince.

A Dustland fairytale –The killers-

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Right now he regretted that there was still some of his stuff leftover at the Salvatore Mansion, he should have taken all of it to his apartment a long time ago; he needed that leather jacket, he hadn't used it in at least 9 years and right now he needed it, no matter how stupid Ric thought he was being.

"I still think you don't need that." Alaric said in a bored tone as he watched the road from the window.

"I told you Ric, Elena and I are going on a road trip and I really need it."

"But you've got at least 10 of those, you're like Dexter." The blonde man said a mocking tone.

"Yes, but I need that one." he wasn't expecting Alaric to understand the importance of that Jacket, that piece of clothing had been a part of his and Elena's past, a part that he wanted to keep.

"Okay, okay. But if we find Stefan there don't say I didn't warn you." His tone got a little more serious at the mention of the youngest Salvatore brother.

"Come on, it's not like I'm gonna run away from baby bro forever." His eyes were fixated on the road. Truth be told he was expecting not to face Stefan today, he didn't want to spoil his weekend, but he knew that sooner or later they would have to talk.

"Okay, okay. Whatever you say." Ric said, pulling out his phone for the tenth time in the last 20 minutes and observing it carefully.

"Dear God, you're so whipped you know that?" Damon said with a smirk on his face.

"Look who's talking." His friend fired back at the accusation.

"Seriously, what's wrong? You've been glued to your phone the entire ride."

"Jenna and I had a fight last night." His tone was distressed while he fiddled with the phone in his hands.

"About what? She finally realized that you can't satisfy her in the bedroom?" Damon asked with a raised eyebrow. "Wait, I know - you said someone else's name while you were doing the dirty?"

"You're a dick, you know that?" Alaric looked at him with stony eyes and anger in his voice.

"Okay I'm sorry mate, what were you saying?" Damon answered, trying to look interested. He was in fact really concerned about what had happened with his friend, but messing with Alaric was just too fun to let go.

"Mate? Really Damon?" he said, rolling his eyes at the brunette man.

"Are you going to tell me or not?"

"She found out that I'm still kind of married to Meredith." The blonde man said in a soft voice while his eyes found his shoes on the car floor.

"You're what?!" Damon said with a shocked expression while he suddenly stopped the car causing Alaric, who wasn't wearing a seatbelt, to bump his head against the front of the car.

"Damn it Damon." he muttered while running his hand across his forehead to soften the pain.

"I'm sorry but you can't just drop things like that and expect me not to freak out!" he looked at him with accusing eyes. "What do you mean you're kind of married?" Damon started to drive once again.

"She never signed the divorce papers." The blonde man said with a sigh.

"So you're like, totally married." Damon said in the same mocking tone his friend used moments before.

"No, because we don't live together anymore." he winced. "So we're kind of married."

"You know I'm wounded," Damon said, taking a hand to his chest and putting on a sad face. "You never told me this, or Jenna." he shook his head and looked at his friend. "Who's the dick now?" he raised a brow and gave him a smirk.

"Go to hell." Ric muttered under his breath and fixed his eyes on the road once again.

"Okay, I'm being serious now. You've got to figure out how to fix this man." he said in a serious tone, acting more like an adult this time. "Jenna is not going to put up with all this crap, she's a great woman dude, you have to keep up with her standards."

"I know Damon, trust me. I know."

Saw Cinderella in a party dress, she was looking for a nightgown.
I saw the devil wrapping up his hands; he's getting ready for the showdown.
I saw the ending when they turned the page, I threw my money and I ran away.
Sent to the valley of the great divide
Out where the dreams all hide.

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Elena placed the last piece of her clothes in her suitcase before closing it. Damon and her both had great expectations for this trip, so she was more than happy to make all of the final arrangements. The only thing that was bothering her was going back to her childhood house. She absolutely didn't want to face either of her parents today, but she needed to retrieve some of her old documents, if they wanted to really adopt Julian then they should have everything in order, and she wanted to have that done before leaving.

A soft smile graced across her lips at the mention of the little blonde kid, Julian had been beyond ecstatic when they went to visit him yesterday, he said that he always knew that they would end up together, something in his heart had told him so. Elena couldn't help but love that little guy, he brought sunshine into her life when everything was dark and adopting him with Damon was a dream come true, it felt right. And she just couldn't wait to have him with them, to be able to hold him whenever she wanted and to hear him calling her mom. Well, at least she expected that he wanted to call her mom.

They still hadn't said anything to him about the adoption, they didn't want him to make him hopeful in case things didn't work out the way they wanted, but both Elena and Damon were ready to do whatever it takes to have that child with them.

She heard a soft knock on the door and figured that it would be Bonnie and Caroline who offered to give her moral support and go with her to her house since Damon had to go to his own childhood house. Besides she didn't think that bringing Damon to her parents' house would be a good idea.

"Hello!" Her bubbly blonde friend greeted her the minute she opened the door. "So, Bonnie couldn't make it since she had a date with that Richard guy but I brought a friend." Caroline popped out a bottle of champagne from behind her and handed it to Elena who accepted it with a smile on her face.

"Thank God. I guess I could use some liquid courage." she joked once Caroline was inside of the apartment. "And I'm glad that Bonnie is on a date, she really needed that."

"I know right?" Caroline agreed while she went to the kitchen to retrieve two glasses to pour some champagne in.

"Give me some girlfriend." Elena said with a dramatic sigh while Caroline popped open the champagne which spilled a little onto Elena's floor. Both girls laughed in unison and filled their glasses.

"To your happiness Elena," Caroline raised her glass in the air. "And to your Damon." she quirked an eyebrow at her while she spoke.

"To my Damon!" The brunette girl answered happily and clinked her glass with Caroline's before drinking a big gulp of the bubbly liquid.

"Lena there's something I need to tell you." Suddenly the expression of the blonde girl turned serious.

"Okay." Elena answered softly, catching onto the state her best friend was in.

"A few days before your wedding I-" she took a deep breath and forced the tears burning behind her eyes not to fall. "I slept with Stefan."

"Get out." Elena said in a hard voice without even thinking about her words.

"I just wanted to say that I'm so sorry." Tears were already falling from the blonde girl's eyes but Elena remained impassive, absorbing the words her best friend had just said.

Caroline placed her glass onto the counter and turned around to leave but just when she was opening the door she heard Elena's voice calling her from the kitchen. "Care, I'm sorry." Elena walked towards her and took her into a tight embrace. "I'm so sorry, I didn't meant to be so hard." she said in a soothing manner while the blonde girl cried onto her friend's shoulder.

"You have every right to be angry, what I did was so wrong." Caroline murmured against Elena's hair. "I'm so sorry."

"Hey, hey it's okay." Elena broke the embrace and wiped her friend's eyes clean with her hand. "Come on let's sit down." she took the blonde girl's hand and walked her towards the couch in the living room.

"I never meant for it to happen but I just couldn't help it Elena!" Caroline sobbed uncontrollably, tremors taking hold of her body.

"Hey I ran away from my own wedding, I have nothing to be angry about." Elena stroked her friend's hair softly.

"Yeah I know, but I'm your friend, I shouldn't have done that." Her blue eyes looked at her brown ones with despair. "But I love him."

"Oh my," she looked at her with amazement. "You're in love with him, he was the guy you were in love with." Caroline didn't answer she just kept sobbing while all of her mascara ran down her cheeks. "Sweetie you should have told me." Caroline placed her head in Elena's lap and kept crying while she patted her hair softly.

"But he doesn't love me, what's the point?" It was hard for Elena to understand all of her words between the sobs but she managed to do it just fine. "He only used me, he just wanted to have sex with me he doesn't love me."

"That mother fucking son of a bitch." Elena muttered under her breath. "And to think I felt guilty for abandoning him."

"He's been mean to me." The blonde girl said while her sobs subsided a bit. "I don't want to love him anymore." Caroline found herself breathing with ease again, it felt so good to let it out of her chest and being able to cry about this situation with her best friend, she would never forgive herself for sleeping with Stefan, because even when Elena didn't love him she had betrayed her trust.

"Don't worry Care bear." Caroline smiled at the mention of the nickname the girls gave her when she was little. "You'll get over him, we are gonna get you a super-hot man." Elena said with a smile. "Trust me, Stefan is going to want to kill himself for letting you go, you deserve so much more than someone who only wants you for sex."

"Thank you, thank you for forgiving me." Caroline said softly while her head was still resting on her friend's lap.

"Don't worry; we'll never let a man come between us. Our friendship is stronger than that." Caroline got up and took a deep breath before cleaning her eyes.

"Let me freshen up a bit and we'll be ready to go and visit your evil parents." Elena let out a soft laugh at Caroline's comment and got up as well.

"Yeah, that is going to be a real trouble."

"Are you seriously going to let me go in there alone?" Damon gaped at Alaric who was still in the passenger seat.

"You're a big boy Damon, I know you can handle this." A smirk was placed on the blonde man's face.

"Traitor." Damon muttered and opened the car door.

He walked slowly, almost as if he didn't want to go in there; once he reached the front door he took a deep breath and walked in thanking God that there was no-one in sight. He walked slowly to his old bedroom and found that everything was in the exact same place it was when he left, it was as if time had stopped in there.

He opened his closet and took the leather jacket, before leaving he looked around with a smile on his face looking at the room that he grew up in.

"Leaving without saying hello brother." Stefan's voice stopped him in his tracks when he was at the bottom of the stairs

"Stefan." Damon whispered and turned to find the enraged green eyes of his brother.

"I can't believe that you have the guts to come into this house after what you did to me." he slowly walked closer towards Damon while his entire body was shaking with rage.

"Look Stefan, I really don't want to fight, we both should-" he was stopped in the middle of sentence when Stefan's fist landed on his jaw knocking him to the ground.

"What the hell?!" Damon shouted and got up immediately. "Stefan calm the fuck down!" The words were soundless in his brother's ears so he threw himself at Damon once again trying to knock him out.

Damon took Stefan by the collar of his shirt while his brother did the same and like that they were both trapped in a senseless fight, Stefan was completely out of himself, he couldn't control his actions and Damon didn't recognize the man who was in front of him at the moment.

"Stop, stop this insanity!" Giuseppe yelled once he saw his children fighting against each other in the parlor.

Both of them seemed oblivious to their father's voice so he was forced to walk towards them and separate them. He took Stefan towards the stairs while he kept fighting against his arms.

"I'm gonna kill him!" The elder man looked disturbed at his son, he never thought that Stefan would have this kind of reaction. "He had no right father!" Stefan said on the edge of tears.

"I know son, I know." Giuseppe said trying to calm down his younger son.

"You haven't been next to her for the few years, you don't even know her! You don't love her like do!" Each of Stefan's word was dripping with despair and pain.

"I don't know her?" Damon asked enraged. "And I guess you do." he let out a sardonic laugh. "I know that she doesn't like crowds but she's so scared of being alone, she loves Pepsi more than anything else, she loves cuddling, and every time she watches horror movies she wakes up at night scared, but despite this her favorite TV show is Supernatural." he walked closer to Stefan with every word he said. "She hates clowns and has a small scar on her knee from when she fell of a swing, she loves being tickled and has a name for every star in the sky. She's scared of dying but her worst fear is that Jeremy does it before her."

Stefan was left speechless just as his father who was observing his older son with surprise and a hint of smile started to appear on his lips, the determination Damon had was something that he recognized in himself, he could be a heartless bastard sometimes but he could recognize love when he was seeing it.

"But I guess you already knew all of that." His blue eyes pierced into Stefan's.

"I hate you!" he shouted before turning around and walking towards his bedroom, letting Damon win the argument because of course he knew that he had nothing to fight against him, he never loved Elena like his brother did. "I'm never going to forgive you for this Damon!" he yelled before opening the door to his room.

"Well, this has been one hell of a visit." Damon muttered under his breath as he turned around to walk away.

"What were you expecting? Warm words and smiles?" His father answered in a mocking tone.

"I know that what I did was wrong." he said, turning to look at his father once again. "But could you be on my side at least once?" His eyes showed a deep sadness and every word he spoke was laced with hurt.

"This isn't about being on anyone's side Damon, it's about what's right and what you did was certainly wrong." The elder man's voice was sober and serious like he was doing some business transaction, too cold to be called fatherly.

"But in your eyes I'm never going to make it right." Damon started walking closer towards him. "Why does everybody think that he's so much better than me? What is it that is so wrong with me?" he could feel the tears burning behind his eyes but refused to let his father watch him cry.

"Don't be melodramatic Damon." Giuseppe answered nonchalantly.

"I'm not, I'm just stating facts." The rage had already took control of his body. "You have never really loved me, the Gilberts think I'm not good enough for her, hell, they even tried to hide my own child!" Thousands of emotions were going through his blue eyes. "So forgive me for trying to hold onto the only person in this world who truly loves me, I will never regret what I did. She's the love of my life and I would fight for her against anyone."

"What did you just say?" Giuseppe was shocked to his very core after hearing Damon's words. "What child?"

"Oh yeah, I forgot to mention that." Damon said with a sardonic tone. "Elena got pregnant with my child nine years ago so they took her away to hide it from me, but it doesn't really matter now since she lost the baby." A trace of sadness appeared on his face. "But that's what your so called 'friends' did."

"That is not possible."

"Oh yeah it is."

"That was wrong." Damon raised a brow and looked at his father. "But if you think about it, it was the best thing that could happen."

"You did not just say that to me." His icy blue eyes peered into his father's.

"What, you wanted to have a kid that young? You would have lost everything. She probably even did it on purpose, to catch you." The next thing Giuseppe felt was Damon's fist against his jaw.

"Goodbye, father." His cold stare kept the elder man on the ground. "If I never see you again in my life, that would be fine." And like that he walked out of the house where he spent his childhood, forever.

Out here the good girls die
Now Cinderella don't you go to sleep; it's such a bitter form of refuge.
Why don't you know the kingdoms under siege and everybody needs you.
Is there still magic in the midnight sun, or did you leave it back in '61?
In the cadence of a young man's eyes.
Out where the dreams all hide

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Elena Gilbert took a deep breath before opening the door. Everything seemed quiet in there but her mother's car was on the driveway so she was sure that she was in the house.

"Why do I feel like we're in a horror movie?" Caroline whispered next to her.

"Because maybe we are." Elena answered in the same hushed voice.

The walked a few more steps until they reached the living room and there she was - Isobel Gilbert - sitting on the big cream couch with an edition of vanity fair on her lap.

"What are you doing here?" she asked the minute she spotted Elena, remembering that she cut all ties with her the minute she ran away with Damon.

"I need some of my personal documents that are still here." Elena asked with a cold voice while Caroline remained silent next to her.

"They're in the attic, you can look for them there." That was the only response her mother gave her before returning her attention to the magazine she was reading.

Elena was feeling beyond exasperated, the attitude of her mother was really getting the best of her, she did not need to feel guilty right now, and she wasn't. She did what was best for her so screw what the other people thought.

"Why? Can you tell me a good reason why you don't approve Damon?" Elena asked with reproach in her voice while Caroline observed her with eyes like plates.

"I don't feel like arguing about this with you." Isobel cut her off coldly.

"No, I deserve an answer. Tell me what is so wrong with him?"

"He's not the kind of guy I want for you Elena." Isobel dropped the magazine and turned to look at her daughter. "I've known guys like him, I loved one like him and in the end they always lead you on the wrong path, they will destroy you." In her mother's eyes there was an emotion that she couldn't recognize. "I had the luck of meeting your father, he saved me from it and you had the luck of meeting Stefan."

"But I don't love Stefan." Elena shouted at the top of her lungs. "And you know nothing of how Damon is, you don't even know him." Her chocolate eyes were blazing with fury. "So don't you dare tell me that he will destroy me because the only thing that man has ever done is save me." And with that she turned on her heels and left to the second floor. She was going to say hurtful things if she stayed in that room for one more second and she didn't wanted to doom herself by disrespecting her mother.

She also decided to stay silent about the letter thing, what was the point? Damon and her were together now and that was the only thing that mattered. On the way to the attic she walked by her bedroom and found it empty, they had moved out all of the rest of the stuff that belonged to her, there was nothing there anymore that could prove she had lived there.

Caroline looked at her with sad eyes and squeezed her hand softly while she tried to gain some composure and stop the tears from falling.

After a few minutes of checking stuff in the attic she felt more at ease, of course being with Caroline helped a lot, the blonde girl was going through old stuff and making her remember the good times.

"Oh my God Lena look at this." Caroline said while pulling a cat woman costume out of a box.

"Dear God, don't make me remember that." Elena said, covering her eyes. "That was the most humiliating moment of my life." A smile was gracing her lips at the reminder of the Halloween she wore that outfit. "I still can't believe you made me wear that piece of crap."

"Oh come on. You were so hot in that, I remember that Damon literally couldn't keep his eyes of you." A bright smile was placed on Caroline's lips.

Elena smiled softly remembering that Halloween, it was the only one she had spent with Damon so she took the costume and placed it in the box with the things she was going to take home.

"I think I've got everything I need." Elena muttered while organizing the documents she had selected but when she was going to close the box with the rest of them a folder captured her attention.

"What is this?" she murmured under her breath when she saw her name on the folder.

Name of the mother: Elena Adriana Gilbert (underage)

Name of the father: Unknown

What the hell was this? Her eyes skimmed through the document.

Born: Alive

Premature -7 months of gestation-

Sex: Male

What? She could feel all the blood drain from her body, her hands started shaking and her mind started to get foggy.

She took the second sheet of paper that was stapled to the document and observed it as well.

-Adoption Form-

-Mother –Underage-

Mother's consent signature:

Elena Gilbert

How in the world was her name there? That wasn't even her handwriting. She was only looking at bits of the document because of her blurry eyes, but there was no doubt of what this was.

Parent's permission:

Isobel Marie Fleming Gilbert

John August Gilbert

"Caroline." Elena whispered and her friend was at her side immediately. "What is it?" she handed the documents to her best friend.

"Oh my God Lena." Were the only words that Caroline could form at the minute.

"It is what I think it is, right?"

"Yes it is."

Elena closed her eyes while the tears started to fall and then she took the papers out of Caroline's hand and she got up and walked towards the door with a determination Caroline had never seen before.

"Elena, what are you going to do?!" she shouted but her friend was already gone.

Elena got down the stairs as fast as she could while tears kept falling and her body shaked with anger; her mother was now in the kitchen, currently washing some dishes.

"What the hell is this?" she dropped the documents on the counter and when Isobel turned to look at her the first thing she saw was the folder.

"That wasn't supposed to be there." she whispered the minute she recognized what it was.

"What is that supposed to mean?" Elena said with a sardonic laugh.

"Elena look-"

"You lied to me! My baby- my baby didn't die that night right?" Saying the words out loud made everything more real and she just couldn't conceive the idea of such a cruel atrocity.

"No, he didn't."

"He, because he was a boy right?" she hugged herself trying her best not to break down at the minute. "Why? You told me it was a girl and you told me she had died. Why?"

"Because a baby girl did die that day." Isobel was also starting to lose her composure, this wasn't supposed to happen. "They abandoned her and she died and we-"

"So, the grave I've been visiting belonged to that baby and not mine." she almost choked at the end of the sentence, it was like she couldn't breathe.

"Elena you have to understand-" Her mother pleaded with her.

"Understand what? That you ruined my life! That you kept my child away from me! Why, why?" Tears were falling furiously from her eyes and the only thing that stopped her from falling was Caroline's hand who gripped hers tightly.

"I wanted you to have a better life, to be able to reach your dreams." Isobel's eyes turned stony. "I was so young when I got pregnant with you that I wasn't able to do half of the things I dreamed of." Isobel always wanted to be a dancer, she loved it, she wanted to be great and travel the world but her young pregnancy stopped her from doing all of that. "I didn't want you to go through all of that. I wanted you to reach your dreams."

"And you never asked what I wanted?" Elena reproached her mother. "Maybe this baby was my dream. And you took him away from me, you denied me of my dream!" she said between sobs, she wanted Damon, right now, she needed him, his arms around her to keep her complete.

"Baby I just wanted the best for you-" Isobel broke down in tears as well and Caroline looked at her with disdain, how could she be the one crying? She ruined her child's life; she didn't deserve any compassion for what she did.

"Where is he?!" Elena shouted at the top of her lungs. "Where did you take him?"

"Elena..." Isobel took a deep breath before continuing. "Your son is Bobby.

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Sam