*Damon's prov*

I was an idiot. How could i have stayed away for so long? and for what? Guilt? No excuse!
The sensation of having her in my arms right now, to hold her and know i could and would take on anything to keep her safe and preserve the happiness radiating off her. Was i the cause of that happiness? I dont see how i could be. i left her by herself for a year to cope with the death of her husband, my brother and that was unforgivable. Guilty or not. But the odd thing was, that standing here right now i dont feel guilty.

All the guilt and pain i felt for allowing my brother to die at the hands of that bitch and the guilt of feeling something for stefans reason for living was overwhelming. But not now, not now that she was here and actually wanted me here rather than pushing me away. ive stopped asking myself why, i felt any feelings for her. Ive stopped asking myself what it was that i felt for her because i knew. As her weight shifted and she looked up at me with those big brown eye's that were so unlike anything in this world, my heart melted and i knew that i was in love with her. After being away for a year and leaving her to deal with so much i know now that i will never leave her again, and if she were to ask me to leave, i would still be around...watching over her beauty and keeping her safe.

Without think i pulled her closer and tightned my grip on her, consumed in my thoughts, i did not notice her discomfort until she spoke 'Er...Damon...Cant breathe here buddy, think you could you know...let me go at some point this century?' Wow that was a thought! holding her for a century. i could do it happily. i sighed and pulled away from her but plastered a smirk on my face to ensure she did not see the true sorrow in my eyes at having to part from her.

'So, what are your plans for the rest of the day?...mind if i tag along?' i asked with a fake plea in my eyes, i herd her heartbeat race at that and it made me feel so giddy inside. She giggled and turned away for a second before resuming composure and replying with 'Why yes you may, join me today Damon. However i warn you...it wont be entertaining...' i had to hold in a laugh at her reply. As if i care what we do as long as i was with her we could be punching puppies...
'Oh well in that case il be off...' As i saw the shock and hurt in her eyes for a second i turned back with the largest smirk i could muster 'It looks to me Elena, that someone doesnt want me to leave?'

Ive seen Elena react in many different ways to my words but her reaction now was a new one. She stuck her tounge out and laughed as she walked up to the bar. I wondered what had became of my bar since i left, i assume now it is filled with cheap wine and spirits, i cringed at the thought. Elena walked over to me with two tumbelers full with an amber coloured liquid inside, as she passed me one of the glasses she took her own and downed the drink within seconds without even flinching at the burning sensation that no doubt was filling her now. i took the time to savour the taste and smell of the drink before turning my awed gaze to her.

'Bourbon?' i asked still in slight shock, but Elena confirmed what i said with a nod.
'What else would it be Damon?...some cheap wine?' i averted my gaze a little bit at her oh so accurate asumption. Elena gave an exagerated gasp with a look of mock insult, 'Im hurt Damon Salvator that you would asume such a thing!' she laughed before refilling out glasses. I was slightly struck for words. 'Well excuse me if i left knowing the Elena who rarely ever drank only to return to an Elena who spends large amounts on money on expensive whiskey which takes weeks to get imported...trust me ive dont the leg work to find out.' i said with a smirk which was soon chased away by her reply. 'Well that was the Elena who had just lost her husband...i turned into the Elena who had to find a way to cope.' She said with clear hurt in her eyes that she was trying so desperately to hide. 'Elena, im sorry i didnt think...' i mumbled trying to ignore the sheer guilt sweeping over me. 'Its fine damon...just drop it'

Elena went to walk away but i stopped her 'No i dropped it before and that just lead to me leaving! Please Elena...talk to me' i begged, pleading her with my eyes, because for the first time in centurys...i wanted to be a friend. 'No damon! There is nothing to talk about! My husband died! My life was destroyed! Everyone in town thought i was insane because of me being at the fore front of the attack on the town! Even my friends abandonded me! I had no one! and you!...you were gone. You were taking care of The number one, Damon Salvator.' I felt every single word she said hit me like a dagger to the heart. It was true. It was all true, and i should have been there to protect her, to help her. If i lived to be millions of years old, it still wouldnt be enough time for me to erase the bad i had done to his angel.

'I-i-i needed you Damon Salvator' she bit out between the sobs that had started 'But i refused to tell you! Refused to get you invloved because you had lost your bother...but i also lost everything' she turned around to look at me, her eyes revealing the full extent of her hurt and i could do nothing more than to pull her into my arms and hold her. I felt her arms tightened with all the strenght she could muster and she grabbed hold of my neck and openly cried into my shoulder. I did not say a word. I just sat her down without breaking our grip on each other and wiped away every sinlge tear she shed. After what seemed like weeks of this, we pulled away and her tears had stopped.

'Im sorry Damon, i just kinda snapped' she said almost in auidably, Whilst clutching her whiskey glass. 'Elena you have nothing on this earth to apologise for. I am the one who is sorry, i should have been here for you!' i asked trying to contain my self loathing. Elena Yawned looking very tired, i looked over at the clock and realised that it was almost eleven pm and that i had been with her and taking up her time since 2 in the afternoon. 'Come on Elena, lets get you up to bed, you look exh-' i looked back around from the clock to see Elena had just fallen to sleep against the sofa next to me. i sighed at her peaceful beauty and the world melted away.

Elena's Prov

I felt my eye lids droop and then i was falling into a tranquil slumber. I was vaugely aware of the strong, muscular arms wrapping around my waist and placing me down on a soft surface. As i felt those arms pull away i came to my senses in panic 'NO' i yelled opening my arms to see a worried Damon looking shocked, 'What? What is it Elena? Are you ok?' he asked, visably panicing. I tried to sound no challant but ended up sounding feeble and weak 'Dont leave me.'
Damon sighed looking releaved, he laid down beside me on the bed and instinctivly cuddled into his side and placed my head on his chest. He pulled me tightly to him and i relaxed feeling so i happy and safe. I drifted in to what has to have been the best sleep i have had in a long, long time.

AN

Hey guys, What do you think? i tried to make this chapter a bit longer than the previous ones. i hope you liked it. Please review because at the minute im still not 100% sure where im going to take this story its still very much a work in progress, so any ideas, comments, or advice is much apriciated. Id also like to add here the lyrics of a song about Stefan's Death in battle that i think is primarily from damon about stefan, tell me what you think of the song and its meaning and if you have the time go listen to it because it is beautifil and the video is very...tense. Again BIG thanks to all who have supported my story in any way it is very rewarding for me to hear about it. =)

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My Chemical romance - Ghost of you

I never said I'd lie and and wait forever
If I died we'd be together
I can't always just forget her
But she could try

At the end of the world or the last thing I see
You are never coming home
Never coming home
Could I?
Should I?
And all the things that you never ever told me
And all the smiles that are ever ever

Ever
Get the feeling that you're never
All alone and I remember now
At the top of my lungs in my arms she dies
She dies

At the end of the world
Or the last thing I see
You are never coming home
Never coming home
Could I?
Should I?
And all the things that you never ever told me
And all the smiles that are ever gonna haunt me

Never coming home
Never coming home
Could I?
Should I?
And all the wounds that are ever gonna scar me
For all the ghosts that are never gonna catch me

If I fall
If I fall
(Down)

.aaaaaaaaaa.

At the end of the world
Or the last thing I see
You are never coming home
Never coming home
never coming home
Never coming home
And all the things that you never ever told me
And all the smiles that are ever gonna haunt me
Never coming home
Never coming home
Could I?
Should I?
And all the wounds that are ever gonna scar me
For all the ghosts that are never gonna