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My tongue is tied to a dream of being with you

To settle for less is not what I prefer

So bottle up old love, and throw it out to sea

Watch it away as you cry

A year has passed

The seasons go

EPOV. November 8th 2012.

I run into his room and pick him up, spinning him around, both of us laughing. Damon stands at the doorway with a smile on his face.

"Guess who's a year old today." I say hugging him close. He pulls his head away and looks at me seriously.

"Mommy?" Alex asks.

Damon laughs. "Nah that's just her maturity level, little man."

I stick my tongue out at Damon, who holds his hands up in mock surrender.

Alex tries to wriggle his way out of my arms. "Down" He whines.

I laugh and put him down so he can attempt to walk a couple steps to Damon. When he reaches him he pulls on Damon's pants leg.

"Up, up" He whines.

"Ok, ok." Damon says picking him up. "What does the birthday boy want to eat this morning?" Damon asks as we all enter the kitchen. "How about daddy's famous pancakes? They're the best out there." Alex smiles up at him.

"Pancakes it is, then." Damon replies.

That afternoon Jenna comes over with a three week old Miranda. She tries to show Alex but he seems to think the baby is very boring. He'd much rather try to follow Damon's every step. That's how it's been since he started crawling and now that he's walking a little. If Damon leaves the room Alex has to go see where he went and what he's doing.

Around 3pm Alex starts getting cranky, which is his way of letting us know its nap time. Damon lays with him on the couch and they watch Cartoon Network until they both fall asleep. Jenna laughs when she sees them. We both sit on the floor and she lets me hold Miranda.

"How are things with you and Damon?" She asks.

"Great" I tell her, smiling.

"Have you talked to Caroline or Bonnie lately?"

"Yea, Caroline is loving New York and Bonnie just got a new job in Durham."

"How are her and Jeremy?"

"Bonnie and Jer both told me things were great. I didn't really want details so I left it at that." I tell her smirking.

"Your hanging around Damon too often." She laughs. I roll my eyes and go back to studying Miranda's little features.

"How's Alaric handling being a dad?" I ask.

"He was terrified at first. But I think he has the hang out it now."

"Yea, must've been a big change." I say, not really listening.

"What are you going to do, Elena?"

"What do you mean Jenna?"

"Well, Damon isn't getting any older, people will start to notice and so will Alex." She says slowly.

I hadn't even had the time to think about that yet. Damn, what are we going to do? I need to talk to Damon about this later.

"I don't know" I tell her honestly. She nods and we change the subject.

Saturday night. November 10th 2012.

After the longest birthday party ever, Alex was finally asleep in his room. It's almost midnight now. I was lying in bed on Damon's chest.

"Marry me." He says simply.

"Funny Damon." I reply.

"I'm serious Elena."

I lift my head up to stare at him with wide eyes. He pulls a black velvet box from underneath his pillow and hands it to me. I open it to find the prettiest ring I've ever seen. I look at him and he smiles, taking it out and placing on my ring finger.

"I didn't even say yes, Damon."

"I don't remember asking a question." He says with a smirk.

"Jackass"

"Is that a yes?" He ask hopefully.

"That's a yes." I say smiling. He climbs out of bed and pulls on a shirt.

"Where are you going?" I ask.

"Come on, you'll see." I sigh and follow his example, climbing out of bed and pulling a hoodie on over my tank-top. He grabs my hand and leads me downstairs and out the front door.

"Damon, we can't go anywhere. Alex is sleeping." I tell him, annoyed with his secrecy.

"Hush and come on." He leads me around to the back porch where a man is standing, holding a book.

"Oh god, Damon." I groan, trying not to smile.

"You already said yes, remember." He says with a smirk. "This way nothing has to change, you'll just have the same last name finally."

I groan and hold my ground. Refusing to go along with his absurd plan. A pout appears on his face, and he looks so heartbroken.

"Fine, ok, let's just get this over with." I sigh.

"Very romantic, Elena." He says, rolling his eyes, leading me to stand beside him in front of the pastor.

"This is so not what I imagined my wedding to be like." I say laughing. But by the end of the vows I'm in tears. Finally Damon leans down to kiss me.

"Hello, Miss Salvatore" He says smiling.

December 24th 2012. Midnight.

I open my eyes to Damon hitting my arm. I groan in annoyance.

"What, Damon?"

"It's Christmas" He whispers.

"Thanks for the memo, can I go back to sleep now?" I ask, closing my eyes.

"No, I have something to show you."

"Does it have to be now?"

"I guess not, but I want it to be."

"Show me in the morning. Night Damon." I say.

"Elena look."

I open my eyes to see Damon on his knees beside the bed holding a long black box.

"What is that?" I ask, struggling to keep my eyes open.

He opens it slowly to reveal a beautiful black rose.

"Oh my god. Is that what I think it is?" I whisper in astonishment.

He nods.