Damon hadn't known what to do at first, when he saw his baby sister curled up on the floor at his feet. But his big brother instincts had kicked in after a moment. Immediately Damon went and crouched down opposite her, placing a hand protectively on her shoulder. Damon hadn't been sure how he felt as he watched Madeline shatter Stefan to pieces.
Some part of him told him to be angry. But he wasn't. Stefan had deserved what he got, just like Damon deserved what he got. Madeline had every right to torture the two of them. It was there fault she was this vengeful monster. But when Damon saw her curled up, on the brink of tears he realised there was still hope.
He was fairly sure she had her emotions on, so trying to get to her emotionally wouldn't really work. She was herself, completely in control and she was torturing them. Damon had felt another stab of guilt for even thinking for a moment his sister had become a monster. But she has.
Madeline immediately tensed as Damon touched her, her eyes flying open. The sadness and vulnerability in those sapphire blues was heart wrenching. After a second a look of genuine shock crossed her face. Damon guessed that she'd been invisible like she had been in his car the other day. Not expecting you to start noticing her.
"Maddy..." Damon said. He tried desperately to make eye contact. Madeline's look of hurt deepened. For a second Damon thought she'd give in and let him comfort her. However instead she swallowed hard and tore her eyes from his. She got to her feet, refusing to look directly at him.
She stepped away from him, her back turned.
"I'd keep an eye on Stefan if i were you. He isn't who he seems to be" she said, her voice hushed. Damon frowned at that, casting a side ways glance at his unconscious brother. It occurred to him that this was the first time in 149 years the Salvatore children were all in the same room together. Remembering still that one of them was unconscious because one of the others had tortured them.
Damon didn't know what to say to make her stay so instead he stared after her, silently begging her not to leave. But she did, with confidence in her steps. And she didn't even look back.
After Madeline left Damon was even more confused. He was confused about what he was going to do about Madeline, he was confused as to weather or not his little sister was even in there, he was confused as to what she meant about Stefan. Damon moaned and ran his fingers through his hair.
What am i going to do? He thought desperately. He needed Elena, that much he knew. He needed her to know everything that had happened. This is the final test. And Damon prayed to god she wouldn't hate him forever after she found out.
Elena beamed at Bonnie. "Are you sure you're feeling strong enough to do this?" Elena asked again. Bonnie nodded.
"Elena a spell like this isn't exactly going to kill me" Bonnie said, her voice oddly bitter. Elena couldn't help but feel like there was a hidden meaning behind her words.
"Thank you so much" Elena gushed, hugging her best friend tightly.
"This is so not how i was expecting us to spend out last day together" Caroline said. She was using her phone as a mirror as she she applied her make up. Her mascara had smudged everywhere from when she had been crying earlier. Elena had been a little surprised as to just how worried Caroline had been about Stefan.
"At least it won't be easy to forget" Bonnie said. Elena smiled.
"I'll go get Damon, the sooner we get this over and done with, the sooner we can get back to girl time" Elena said, rushing from the room. As she left she heard Caroline mutter"Yeah right, it's not like after she sees his memories she's either gonna be mad and shout at him or lovey dovey and have some intense make out session."
Bonnie laughed and Elena rolled her eyes. Elena was halfway up the stairs when she bumped into Damon.
"Oh sorry" Elena said, smiling at him. Damon gave her his ridiculously flirty smirk and said, "I'll take any excuse to have to touch me."
Elena rolled her eyes at Damon who just smirked again. "Bonnie says she can do the spell" Elena said, changing the subject.
"When?" Damon asked.
"Like right now" Elena said, her stomach fluttering with nervous energy. She wanted to know more about Stefan and Damon but she was also scarred about what she'd find out. Damon nodded solemnly and she followed him down stairs. Elena could tell he was tense and she entwined her fingers through his, squeezing his hand.
Bonnie and Caroline were waiting for them in the lounge, sitting next to each other on one of the couches. Elena and Damon sat down on the couch opposite them.
"So, um,what do we need to do exactly?" Elena asked nervously.
"Bonnie needs to put you and i into a sort of trance where you and i will re live certain memories" Damon explained.
Bonnie nodded. "I know the spell, so we might as well get ready." Bonnie placed a couple of candles on the table, igniting them with a glance. Elena secretly wondered if Bonnie would be strong enough to take on Madeline.
Bonnie, Elena and Damon all joined hands and closed there eyes. Bonnie started chanting the spell, using a language no one else understood. Elena let Bonnie's words rush over her and she felt like she was going to fall asleep.
Elena felt like she'd been sitting there for ages when she finally felt Damon tap her shoulder. Elena's eyes fluttered open. Her and Damon were in an odd looking room. It looked sort of like a cinema, it's walls painted black and the only furniture in the room was a two person couch, placed in front of a large screen that took up an entire wall.
"We're going to watch your memories?" Elena asked.
"Like a movie" Damon said. Elena smiled and sat down on the couch. She patted the seat next to her and Damon plopped himself down next to her. They stared at the screen for a while, waiting patiently. Just as Elena began to question if anything would even appear a date appeared on the screen.
1848. Elena frowned. Stefan would've only been a baby. Elena watched the date fade away and she was suddenly sucked into a trance, everything appearing in a sort of haze.
A young Damon appeared on the screen, he was only about six or seven looking. A scrawny bundle a dark curls and amazing blue eyes. He was standing next to who Elena assumed was his mother. His mother was laying in a queen sized bed, holding a bundle of rugs in her arms. Stefan? Elena thought curiously.
Damon and Stefan's mother looked unwell, so it was possible that it was Stefan in her arms. Hadn't she died when Stefan was just a baby? Her skin was pale and she looked tired and with drawn. But she was smiling at baby Damon with such love that Elena smiled giddily.
Damon stared down at his baby sister for the first time. At first he had been scared, would she like him? But when he saw the chubby little girl smile up at him his worry melted away. Her small hands reached out for him and Damon smiled happily. Pale brown curls sat atop her head and large blue eyes peered out at him.
"She has your eyes Damon" Damon's mother said, smiling at him happily. Damon blushed.
"You think so?"
"She's very lucky, you've always had such beautiful eyes" his mother said and Damon smiled happily. He moved up next to his mother, sitting cross legged next to her and the baby.
Elena frowned. Had Damon's mother referred to the baby in her arms as a she?
"What's her name Mummy?" Damon asked, staring down at his new born sister.
"Madeline, do you think it suites her?"
Damon stared at his baby sister and nodded.
"It's a very pretty name Mother" he said.
"I'm glad you think so" his mother said.
Elena gasped violently and the memory movie in front of her paused. Madeline is Damon's sister?! Now that Elena thought about it, that made sense. It explained Madeline's familiar eyes. Damon's mum was right, she did have Damon's eyes. Not to mention how disgusted Damon had been at the thought of Madeline and Stefan being involved. Elena wanted to hit herself for being so stupid, how had she been so stupid, how had she not seen it?
The two boys she loved had a secret sister, who walked up to her and talked to her and she didn't even notice. Madeline looked like Damon and Stefan now that Elena thought about it. She had Damon's eyes and arched pink lips. But she also had Stefan's golden brown curls and tanned olive skin.
Damon was looking at her nervously, annualising her reaction. Elena turned to him. "Why didn't you two tell me you had a sister?" she asked, feeling a little hurt.
"Elena, it's hard to explain. Trust me, you will see why over time" Damon said. He curled up, keeping to his side of the couch. Elena nodded and turned back to the screen.
A baby Stefan walked in, guided by a maid.
"Mumma!" the baby Stefan spluttered, moving faster towards the bed. The maid lifted Stefan up onto the bed and was dismissed by Damon's mother.
"Hey Stefan, how's my good boy?" she asked. Stefan stared at his mother and nodded intently, a smile on his face.
"Good?" she asked. Stefan just nodded again happily.
"Do you wan't to see your baby sister Stefan?" Stefan's eyes widened and moved closer to his mother, peering at the baby in her lap.
"Sistah?" he asked. Damon and Stefan's mother nodded.
"Madeline" Damon said excitedly, waiting intently for his little brother reaction. Stefan's smile just broadened. Baby Madeline started giggling and reached out for Stefan. Stefan placed his hand in his sisters and started laughing as well. Then Madeline started to drool and he quickly pulled his hand away.
Their mother just laughed and looked at both of her sons lovingly.
Elena found herself smiling. She wasn't sure if she was happy or sad though. The scene in front of her was so happy and filled with love. But Elena knew it only went down hill from here. She also found herself having difficulties remembering why she didn't like Madeline, all she could think of was this adorable rosy cheek chubby baby she was seeing before her.
The scene changed and now Damon was dressed up in a little suit and tie. His small blue eyes looked like they had been crying and he appeared to be in a church. Elena swallowed, guessing what was next.
Next to Damon was Stefan and next to Stefan was there father. They were all facing the front of the church, listening to a priest say his prayers. The church was filled with lot's of other people but Elena didn't recognise any of them. Of course you don't, they're from 150 years ago. One year old Stefan was crying but like Damon it was silent.
"We are gathered here, to say goodbye to loving wife, mother, daughter and friend known to us as Lily Salvatore..."
As the priest talked Elena watched young Damon and Stefan fight tears. On the other side of Damon was a women, probably a maid, who was holding a baby Madeline. Being a baby, Madeline had absolutely no idea what was going on and was giggling and playing with the lace on her dress. Elena, like the young Salvatore brothers in the memory fought back tears.
Elena turned to Damon who's expression was blank. He didn't even look at her as he said, "She died they day after Stefan and I met Maddy for the first time." Elena stared at him sympathetically before looking back at the screen. It had moved on to a new seen. A date flashed up on the screen.
1854. Elena quickly did the maths, Madeline was probably six years old now, Stefan would be about seven and Damon eleven or twelve.
"Damon!" Madeline called out. Damon spun around, facing his sister.
"What is it Madeline?" he asked.
"How was school?" Madeline asked curiously, her hands behind her back, her foot twisting nervously. She was wearing a lacy white dress with a pink ribbon tied around the waist. Damon smiled at his sister and crouched down in front of her, so that he was closer to her height.
"Utterly dreary, a complete bore if i do say so myself" Damon said. Madeline nodded as if she knew how he was feeling.
"I thought as much" she said. Damon frowned and stroked his chin, pretending to be in deep thought.
"I would go riding, but you see, dear Stefan said he isn't in the mood. And i'm personally not in the mood for being alone" Damon said, raising an eyebrow at his sister.
"Hmm" Madeline said "That's quite a situation you've gotten yourself into brother." Damon nodded.
"So i was just wondering little sister, if you'd like to come for a ride with me. After all, you are great company."
"Is that why you asked Stefan first?" Madeline teased, biting her lip cheekily. For a six year old she was awfully mischievous.
"You got me there, but no that isn't why i asked Stefan first. I asked him first because i didn't want to be rude" Damon excused. Madeline raised an eyebrow, just as her brother had done.
"Haven't you ever heard of that sayin' ladies first?" she mocked scolded. Damon shrugged.
"Hey, if you don't wanna go for a ride, that's fine. I mean i get it if you're scarred i'm going to beat you in a race-" Damon said, letting his words hang in the air. Madeline giggled hysterically.
"Did you honestly just say that i was scarred you would beat me in a race? That's an insult brother, because you are by far the worst rider in Mystic Falls."
Damon mock gasped, placing his hand over his heart. "I'm hurt little sister, you really cut me deep with that one."
Madeline's eyes widened and she rushed over to Damon, hugging him tightly.
"I'm sorry."
"That's all right" Damon said with a laugh.
"I guess i'm going to have to go for a ride with you now, you know, now that you've drawn the pity card." Damon laughed again at that.
"I guess so"he said.
Elena caught herself smirking at the sassy little six year old Madeline. She was one of the few people Elena had seen out sass Damon.
"She was like this with Stefan as well" Damon said, still staring off at the screen, which seemed to have paused again. "Except less rude. Usually he read stories and poetry with her and stuff. He'd read her bed time stories before she went to sleep as well." Elena smiled at the thought of Stefan reading a bedtime story to a little Madeline.
A new date appeared on the screen and Elena focused her attention on it. 1860. Madeline would've been twelve, Stefan thirteen (ish) and Damon seventeen.
"Miss Salvatore! Miss Salvatore, please. Now isn't the best time for games" a maid, Louisa, called out. Damon smirked, reclined on a couch.
"Louisa please, save your breath. I seriously doubt she is going to come out of hiding because you asked her to" Damon said. Louisa huffed and ignored Damon.
"Miss Salvatore please! It's your brothers seventeenth birthday and you really must start getting ready!" Louis shouted. There was silence for a moment. The Louisa stormed out of the room, planning on shouting out for Madeline else where. Damon jumped a little when a voice whispered in his ear.
"If it's your birthday, why must i be the one she is worrying about?" Madeline whispered. Damon chuckled and turned to face his sister, who was leaning on the back of the lounge seat.
"You really should cut the maids some slack dear sister" Damon said. Madeline ignored his comment and rolled over the back of the couch, landing upside down, her feet dangling over the back of the seat.
"Happy birthday brother. How old are you today? Surely you're nearing your 100 th year" Madeline said.
"Not quite" Damon said, going along with his sisters joke.
"I'll tell you what, you sure look like it."
Damon smirked. "Any particular reason why you're hiding?" he asked.
"You wouldn't believe me if i told you" Madeline whispered. He face was beginning to go all red from being upside down for so long.
"And why's that?" Damon asked.
"Because you're a moody teenager of course!"
"Ahh i see" Damon said, pretending to stroke a non existent beard on his chin. "Well i wasn't always a moody teenager, a long long time ago i was once your age."
"Wow seriously?" Madeline said, grinning like a maniac. She sure did look like one, with her hair all messed up and her face bright pink.
"Yeah i know, it's a hard concept to understand, seeing as i'm so old" Damon joked.
"Yeah" Madeline said.
"So are you going to tell me why you're hiding then?"
"Eugh fine" Maddy said, sitting up in her seat properly. "But only because it's your birthday, don't think you'd get away with this any other day." Damon nodded solemnly.
"You won't believe this but," Maddy paused, taking a deep breath. Damon rolled his eyes, sometimes she could be ridiculously dramatic. "But, Stefan agreed to play a game with me. I go and hide and he has to find me." Damon mocked shock, throwing a hand over his mouth and he gasped.
"Wow, you're right, that's so ridiculous that i don't believe you. Stefan playing games, how outrageous" Damon said sarcastically. Madeline tried to nod seriously but she burst out laughing before she could. Damon grinned at his little sister. He loved seeing her so happy. Her rosy cheeks always dimpled when she smiled and she currently had two teeth, near the back, missing.
"Miss Salvatore, there you are. I see you've finally decided to come out of hiding" said Louisa, the maid, as she hurried back into the room. Madeline sighed.
"You could say that. I really just got bored, Stefan wasn't ever going to find me anyway" Madeline said, hopping off the lounge. Louisa nodded.
"Well they may be because Stefan put his need to get ready for Damon's birthday ahead of playing games with his little sister" Louisa said, marching Madeline up to her bedroom.
Madeline turned her head back around to Damon and poked her tongue out at him, Damon returned the gesture.
"Have fun sister, and make sure Louisa doesn't pull those corset strings too tight" Damon said.
"Humph, we'll see" Louisa mumbled and Madeline gave Damon an alarmed look.
"Yeah...let's hope so" Madeline said, looking at Louisa suspiciously.
That scene ended and another began. This one also appeared to be in 1860. Elena couldn't help but become notice as the years drew closer to 1864. The year Katherine arrived in the Salvatore's life. Elena couldn't help but notice how full of life Madeline was, and how little manners she used around her brothers. This seemed especially odd seeing as she grew up in a time where manners and being proper were highly important.
Damon crept out of the kitchen, an arm full of sandwiches and small cakes in his arms. He had been forced to miss diner after his father had shouted at him and beat him in a fit of anger and disappointment. Damon crept down the hall, up some stairs and then down another hall. He turned a corner, almost back at his room where he could finally eat.
Damon walked past Stefan's room, then a spare room, then Madeline's room. As Damon walked past his sisters room though he froze. Crying, he could hear crying. Damon frowned. Maddy rarely cried. In fact the only time Damon had ever seen his sister cry before was when she ran away when she was ten years old.
She had backed a bag with a dinner knife, a sandwich, a book, a cloak, and a flask of water. Then she had tried to ride her horse (well it had been a pony) into the forest. When father had found her missing he'd sent out a search party. They had found her sleeping in a clearing, using he book as a pillow and her cloak as a blanket.
Father had been furious and to teach her a lesson had shot her horse, and forced her to watch. Madeline had scream that she hated him over and over until she finally began to cry.
Damon knocked on the door. No answer. He knocked again an faintly heard Maddy say "Come in." Damon swung the door open and crept in. This all had been very difficult to do with all this food in his hands. Damon managed to shut the door behind him.
"Maddy, are you okay?" Damon asked cautiously. Maddy was in her bed, the blankets pulled over her head.
"Ahuh" she mumbled.
"You sure? Because it sounds an awful lot like you're crying" Damon said, walking over to her night stand. He placed all the sandwiches and cakes on the night stand.
"I'm not crying. I don't cry" Madeline mumbled from under the sheets.
"Really? So if i were to pull your blankets back you wouldn't be crying?" Damon asked.
"Yup."
"I find that hard to believe."
"Yeah well i find it hard to believe when you tell me it doesn't hurt that much when father gives you a beating" Madeline said quietly. Damon sat down next to his sister on the edge of her bed. She had got him with that one.
"Yeah but i'm a teen aged boy, i can't admit to feeling pain" Damon said, trying to lighten the mood. He heard Madeline laugh slightly but it sounded odd because her nose was blocked from crying.
"Why are you crying Maddy?"
"I can't tell you" she said.
"And why's that?" Damon asked.
"Because i'm a twelve year old girl and i can't admit to my feelings" she said sarcastically. Damon smirked.
"Hmm i see. Well how about you tell me why you're crying and i'll tell you the truth about when father gives me a beating."
"You first" Madeline said.
"You drive a hard bargain, dear sister" Damon said.
"I'm worth it" she said meekly. Damon nodded.
"You are" he said. Damon rolled on to his back, staring up at the ceiling. He hadn't ever told anyone how much it hurt, to have a father that despised him, who abused him.
"When father beats me i feel angry and scarred at the same time. But the only thing that makes it bearable is knowing that if he takes his anger out on me then you and Stefan will be safe." Damon kept his voice even and tried to be as honest as possible with Madeline. That's all he ever as with her, honest.
Maddy was silent for a moment before she pulled the blankets off her head. Her face was stained with tears and her eye were red and irritated.
"That's why i'm crying brother. You sacrifice yourself for others all the time, and then you lie about how much it hurts for others. You try an make something significant into something insignificant. And you're always looking out for others and not yourself. You need to look out for yourself or at least let others look out for you" Maddy said, her voice snotty and snuffled.
Damon stared at her. She was crying for him, for his pain?
"Thank you" Damon said. Maddy nodded and looked over at the cakes and sandwiches.
"Dinner?"
"Pretty much."
"Can i have one?" she asked. Damon shrugged.
"Sure."
"Damon..." Maddy asked. Damon smirked.
"Yes your majesty" he said.
"Can you get Stefan?"
"Why?"
"Because i want him to read me something" Maddy said, giving Damon a crooked smile.
"What makes you so sure he will come and read to you?" Damon asked, his voice friendly.
Madeline just shrugged and said "I like to listen to Stefan read."
Damon ate his dinner, consisting of cakes and sandwiches with Maddy. When they finished he went and woke up Stefan. At first Stefan had complained about having to get up but he did finally decide to read to Maddy.
Stefan had decided to read his favourite book to Madeline but had only made it through a couple of pages once she drifted off to sleep.
Damon had fallen asleep in a chair near Maddy's bed while listening to Stefan read. And at some point Stefan had fallen asleep next to Maddy as well. Stefan had woken up at some point and had attempted to leave but Maddy had stopped him.
"Please stay brother" she had whispered. Stefan nodded and smiled at her protectively.
Elena stared at the image in front of her. She was shocked. Madeline had seemed to favour the eldest of her brothers but Elena assumed it probably only looked like that seeing as she was skimming through Damon's memories. But after seeing all the siblings in the same room together, enjoying each others company, Elena realised that was not the case.
Madeline loved her brothers with equal measure, but for different reasons. Madeline was probably able to relate to Stefan in different ways because of their similar ages. However Madeline and Damon were just similar people and could relate in that way.
Elena couldn't help but notice how grown up and brave Madeline always seemed to act. But in this memory she had been a small fragile little girl, seeking comfort in her big brothers. Damon and Stefan were definitely different people, but they both watched Madeline with a protectiveness Elena saw in her self.
"Damon..." Elena began but then she stopped. Damon looked at her and gave her a look, telling her to continue. Elena sighed.
"It doesn't matter" Elena said. Damon shrugged and looked back at the screen.
1861 appeared on the screen. One year later.
"You really should be more careful sister, you call fall and hurt yourself" a young Stefan said.
"Would you catch me brother?" Madeline's voice said, however she wasn't visible, hidden up in the highest branches of a tree.
"Well of course but-"
"Then i have nothing to worry about, and neither do you." Madeline said, her facing appearing out from the bottom of the tree. "You really should take sometime to have fun Stefan, no one likes a worry wart."
Stefan rolled his eyes and started to climb the tree. "I'm not a worry wart. But maybe you should try being more lady like, no one likes an improper girl."
"Touché brother" Madeline said. "But how will you win over Julia Forbes if you're constantly being beaten by your little sister?"
Stefan frowned and started ascending the tree more quickly. Maddy giggled and climb up higher, looking down on him.
"How did you know that i like Julia?" Stefan demanded. Madeline shrugged but grinned wickedly.
"Word travels fast in a small town. Especially when the youngest Salvatore brother goes kissing girls willy nilly" Madeline teased.
"Shut up! Who told you?" Stefan demanded, his cheeks blushing bright red.
"You shouldn't be so rude Stefan, especially not to a lady."
Stefan sighed. "My apologise sister, but may i know who informed you of my kiss with Julia Forbes."
Madeline shook her head, pretending to zip her lips shut and padlock them. She threw the imaginary key away and raised one eye brow at Stefan.
"My lips are sealed. However Stefan i wouldn't recommend kissing Julia again, no one likes a girl who kisses and tells" Madeline said. Stefan knew what she was implying.
"Julia told you"he said, not bothering to hide his disappointment. He should have known, Julia had always been a gossip. Madeline saw how disappointed Stefan was and her expression softened. She climbed down a couple of branches so that she was now at Stefan's height. She placed a hand on his shoulder.
"Yeah, Julia told me. But don't worry, you're only fourteen. You've got plenty of time to show all these girls what a great guy you are."
Stefan gave Madeline a side ways glance but didn't say anything. "Who ever you end up with will be the luckiest girl in town. And for every day you're married i won't ever let her forget, even when we're old and wrinkly" Madeline said, her voice protective and energetic.
"You better not be rude" Stefan muttered.
"Me rude? I don't think that's in my vocabulary brother" Madeline said cheekily.
"Yeah but a whole lot of insults are" Stefan said. Madeline burst out laughing.
"It's scary how well you know me" she said.
"Stefan!" a voice roared. Madeline and Stefan froze, glancing at each other, terrified looks on their faces.
"What are we going to do?" Stefan whispered. Madeline frowned. She started chewing her lip a sure sign she was thinking of a plan.
"If father finds us here he will surely have a fit" she said, thinking out loud. Stefan nodded. Madeline perched on the end of the branch and peered through a gap in the leaves. She couldn't see her father.
"I think he is out the front" Madeline informed. This offered Stefan some relief. They could sneak out of the tree without his father seeing.
"Okay, so here is the plan, I'm going to get down from the tree and go find father. I will distract him, giving you enough time to run inside and clean up."
"What? Are you sure?" Stefan asked. His father could be very impatient, and Madeline was able to get on people nerves very easily if she wanted to. And she usually wanted to.
"Of course, if he were looking for me you would be the distraction, it's just common sense" Madeline said. Stefan nodded and watched Madeline descend down the tree. Even in a dress with billowing petticoats she was graceful. Stefan waited in the tree, watching Madeline through a gap in the leaves. Once she ran around the corner he started climbing down.
Stefan didn't know a single girl in this town who was as brave as his sister. His mother had been, but she was gone. Stefan jumped off the final branch and brushed himself off.
Ever since there older brother Damon went off to join the was effort, the two youngest Salvatore's had been spending lots more time together. They had been close before and were like best friends now.
Stefan took off running, straight towards the back door. He rushed inside and sprinted up the stairs, almost knocking over a maid. He apologised but kept moving, running into his room just as he heard his father and sister walk inside.
"Madeline, please, why don't you go into the library and read a book" Giuseppe said.
"But i don't feel like reading father" Madeline said, making her voice whinny.
"Well have you practised your piano today?" Giuseppe asked, his voice becoming impatient. Stefan stuck his head out of his door way and gave Madeline a thumbs up. Madeline smiled at Stefan the shook her head at her father.
"Then you can go and do that, Miss Gilbert is coming over to teach you tomorrow and i don't want her complaining that you haven't been doing any practise" Giuseppe said, walking away from Madeline.
Madeline nodded obediently and when her fathers back was turned rolled her eyes. The she skipped out of the room.
End of scene. "This looked like it was one of Stefan's memories" Elena said.
Damon shrugged. "I have no idea why it ended up there. The spell is probably picking up Stefan's memories, seeing as he's just up stairs."
"Oh, right" Elena said. A date popped up on the screen again, July 9 th 1864. Elena gave Damon a curious look. Every other time only a year popped up on the screen.
"This is the day Madeline was killed. Father was throwing a 'birthday eve' party for her, she was turning seventeen. He said it was for her birthday but we all knew he was just saying that to cover up for the fact it was actually a council meeting" Damon said. His voice had become tense.
"Some of this will probably part Madeline and Stefan's memories of the night. A couple of years after she died, i was going through a stage. I desperately wanted to know if she was alive. I got a witch to do a spell for me, it gave me her memories of her last few hours alive. I also got her to give me Stefan's memories of that night."
"Wow, i didn't realise you could do that" Elena said.
"Well it was fairly easy, i just needed an important item that they'd been wearing at the time."
"What did you use?"
"Maddy had this locket, her boyfriend had given her. She'd been wearing it that night. Stefan had a small silver band he always wore, our mother had given it to him."
Elena nodded and looked back at the screen. This was it. Judging from how tense Damon had become Elena assumed it was these memories that Damon hadn't wanted her to find out about. How his baby sister died. Elena grabbed Damon's hand, tracing her thumb over his knuckles.
"Elena..." he started to object but she ignored him.
"Nothing i see now is going to change the fact that i'm in love with you Damon" she said seriously. But she didn't look at Damon as she said it. She couldn't bare to meet his crushing gaze. If she showed to smallest sign of doubt it would crush him inside.
So she sat there, staring intently at the screen, waiting for the story to unfold before her.
Hey! I hope you guys enjoyed those flash backs. They're supposed give you a little insight onto how how close the three Salvatore children were. Also i hope no one thinks i'm hating on Stefan, because i'm definitely NOT. I may be a HUGE Delena shipper but i still love Stefan.
Anyway, if there is anything you want to see in the next chapter please let me know, i love hearing from you guys. I also went through the older chapters and did some editing so :D
I hope you guys are enjoying this fic!
Cheers!