I don't own the vampire diaries and I don't own the characters.
This takes place after they find the cure and do the spell on Elena.
The main POV's are from Damon, Elena and Stefan. Sometimes you will see it from Jeremy or Caroline.
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Jeremy's POV
What the hell just happened? One minute I was in the cellar at the boardinghouse looking for the freezer with the blood bags, with high hopes if I could learn to feed this way I wouldn't kill anyone. The next minute I'm waking up in a bedroom with my mom and dad fussing over me. They're dead, but yet I still have memories of them being here the last couple of years. I get up and push past them, they have to be ghosts right? I'm then standing in front of Jenna and Ric, but Ric is a vampire and very much dead. "Elena!" I must be hallucinating right? I run for the living room and that's when I hear it, "Damon?!"
I bolt up the stairs and into Damon's bedroom. "Damon? You...you died. I saw you!" I hear the group from downstairs follow me, I turn to face them, "What the hell just happened?"
"Jeremy. I can explain." I look at Damon and for the first time I notice something about him and Elena. They're human. That's impossible right? They were vampires. I was there when Elena transitioned. I saw Damon be a vampire on multiple occasions. It's like I've entered a parallel universe. I remember one set of memories where I was sure most of the people were dead, but I also remember a different time when they were all very much alive.
"I need a drink." I walk out of the bedroom and quickly run downstairs and pour a big glass of whiskey. Lord only knows I'll need it to hear this story to the end.
Caroline's POV
"Klaus!" I bolt up from my couch and run into the kitchen. He's laying on the floor and he looks like he just passed out. "Oh my God! Are you okay?" What just happened? We were going to try and get some sleep after the night we just had, he went to go get me some warm milk to try and calm my nerves and then blackness. I pass out on the couch.
"I'm fine Caroline. I think we should go to the boardinghouse now." He shakes his head as he stands up.
The boardinghouse? Why would he want to go there? I don't have time to question him because he grabs me and leads me to his car. I swear he drives like a lunatic. There is no one else on the roads but he still goes 85 the whole way there. After 3 minutes I finally find my voice.
"Klaus, what happened? I know you have an idea so tell me. Why are we going to the boardinghouse?"
"I think Damon must have some Bennett witches who are watching his back." I see him look over at me and I know he's seeing the confusion on my face. "I don't think Damon Salvatore is dead. I don't think Elena Gilbert is a vampire and I don't think her parents, aunt, and Ric are dead. I think someone got a do over Caroline."
A do over? Damon's not dead? Elena's not a vampire? Did he see the same images I saw? We pull up to the boardinghouse and I'm immediately through the door. I stop when I see the living room. Elena, Damon, Jeremy, Ric, Jenna, Miranda and Greyson, they're all there. They're all human except for Jeremy.
"What just happened?"
It's Damon that answers me. He points towards the loveseat, "Caroline. I can explain."
I shake my head, "I need a drink." I pour myself a glass of bourbon and sit down. Klaus is instantly beside me and Damon starts his story.
-5 MONTHS LATER-
Damon's POV
Well it's been 5 months since I had come back and I haven't wasted a single day. To say that everyone had been surprised would be putting it mildly. Jeremy and Caroline had woken up everyday for a month asking me at least 10 times a day if I was real. Elena had moved in within 2 months and we became the couple I'd always dreamed we be. She was ecstatic to have her family back and they had welcomed me with open arms. I missed Stefan and I visited him everyday. The day after I'd come back I'd found the note tucked in the journal I'd always denied I'd kept.
Damon-
If you're reading this then I had to go with the contingency plan. I'm sorry I didn't get to tell you about Asher, or well dad earlier but I had to act fast. Enjoy your humanity brother, you deserve it. Take care of Elena, because if you don't I swear I will haunt you from the other side. I've left you my daylight ring in my dresser drawer, keep it safe. I will miss you Damon. You're a good brother, so I know that Jeremy will have someone great to look up to.
Tell Elena that I love her. No, I don't mean romantically so get that scowl off your face brother. She's like my sister. Tell her I'm sorry that I didn't believe her and I'm sorry that I'm not there for her now.
Tell Ric, because I know if you're human you did the do over and he's alive, that he better keep an eye on you. He's a good friend to you Damon, and he knows you better than you think.
I think that's all.
I love you.
Stefan
PS. If you ever start cursing in Italian and Elena needs a translator, tell her there is a book in her bedside table. Italian for dummies. :)
Elena had found the book and I had started to teach her to speak Italian. Her first sentence was one of my favorite to hear her say, "I love you. Shall we go to bed?" I always kept Stefan's letter with me and I tried to be the best brother figure for Jeremy. I helped him through his transition, even though I wasn't a vampire he still knew I had more years on him and he trusted me. Ric and I had instantly renewed our friendship and I have to say I missed him a lot. Actually, I was on my way home now from meeting with Greyson, Ric and Jeremy. Since they were now the 3 men in Elena's life I had asked each one for permission to ask Elena to marry me. Their answers had been the same, more or less.
"I'd be honored to have a Salvatore in the family." That had been her father's answer.
"Deja vu much? We already had this talk." Jeremy had grown in his humor since becoming a vampire.
"I guess you wouldn't be the worst husband. I mean you did die and come back for her." Ric. Always the voice of...well he was just Ric.
I had this all planned out. Elena wouldn't be home for at 3 hours, Caroline is still an expert at distracting her. I picked up all the roses and candles and started decorating the living room. I knew she was all about the romance and I knew she'd love this. I placed candles throughout the whole living room and moved the furniture out of the way. I set up a picnic for two in front of the fire, complete with blanket and pillows in case we don't make it upstairs for the...after plans.
Elena arrived home and was pleasantly shocked by sudden romantic whim. Right after she sat down on the blanket I couldn't help myself anymore.
"Elena, I love you. Please marry me?" I blurted it out and hoped she would say yes. She blinked a few times and started crying. Shit. "Okay it's too soon. I get it. I'm sorry. Let's just eat." I continued on with talking, I was afraid if I was silent she'd run for the door. "How was your day? Have fun with Caroline?"
"Damon. Shut up." I raise my eyebrows. "Yes. Yes, I'll marry you Damon!" She throws herself at me and thank God I had a pillow behind me because we now were off the blanket. The moment we finished our long passionate kiss I took my mothers ring out of my pocket and slipped it on her finger. It was a perfect fit.
We started eating and after about 5 minutes the candles all went out. I heard Elena gasp, I quickly turned on the light and she was gone.
"Elena?...Elena!" I searched the whole house. Where could she have gone seriously? I sit down and think very hard. I gave her the ring, the candles went out, there was no wind or air conditioner, so how and why had they gone out? She gasped and she was gone. I pulled out my cell phone and scrolled down until I reached the number I needed.
"Bonnie? I need you to come over. Elena's gone. I need your help, specifically."
"Damon what do you mean? I'm sure Elena will be back soon."
"I don't think so Bonnie. I think she went somewhere that I can't. Look it's a long story but I need you here now. I need a witch and you are the only one I know."
"Okay. I'll be over in a few minutes."
I hang up the phone and lay down on the couch. I really hope I'm wrong about my suspicions but I don't think I am. My mom had a lot of friends back in the day and who knows what kind of witchy juju would have been placed on that ring. It had to be the ring. I heard the doorbell and it snapped me out of my thoughts, thank you Bonnie.
I tell her what happened and she looks at me with a stunned and knowing expression on her face.
"Damon. Please tell me it's not THIS ring!"
She opens one of the many grimoires she had collected from Jonas and Luka and I was shocked to say the least. It was my mothers ring. Not good, very much not good. I just nod my head. What the hell does all this say? Too bad I can't read Latin. Where is Stefan when I need him?! I was smacked in the back of the head and Bonnie leaped up and started pacing.
"Bonnie! What does all that say? Why the hell is my mothers wedding ring in a damn grimoire!"
She stops and looks at me. "Because it had a spell on it. Damon...Elena is...Ugh!" She sits down and grabs a candle. "Maybe Emily can help her. I need to contact her. If she finds Elena then maybe she can help her until we can find a way to get her back."
"Bonnie this is making no sense. How can Emily help? Where is Elena? What did that ring do Bonnie?"
She looks up from the candle, "Elena is in the 1800's. If I had to venture a year I'd guess around 1864."
My heart sinks. Elena is...in 1864, give or take a few years maybe. Shit!
Elena's POV
Damon had to be planning something. Caroline never was this good at distracting me. When she dropped me off Damon had set up a romantic dinner for two. I had barely sat down when he burst the question out at me.
"Elena, I love you. Please marry me?"
I was shocked. Yes, we had talked about getting married one day, having kids, but I didn't think it'd be now. I wanted it to be now, but I didn't want to rush him. He needed time to adjust to being human, I mean he'd lived so long as a vampire it had to be hard to get used to right? I hadn't realized I hadn't answered him yet. He was rambling on and on. Was Damon Salvatore actually nervous? I had to hide a laugh. I'd learned so much more about him now that he was human. He loved to wear muscle shirts and shorts, I had no objections there. He loved to go to the beach and yes a few times I'd seen him wear flip flops. He liked to sing but only in front of me, it's kind of sweet really.
"Damon. Shut up." I had to tell him my answer. I was rewarded when he looked at me, I knew it! He was nervous! "Yes. Yes, I'll marry you Damon!" I fling myself in his arms and we land on...pillows. I raise my eyebrows and his mouth is instantly on mine. Our tongues invade each others mouths and it's so passionate. We get swept up in the moment and I can feel his hands start to slide up my shirt. Hold on buddy, we need to eat first, unlike vampires we need sustenance to do...that.
I reluctantly pull myself away and he pulls out the ring. It's just a simple gold band, I love it. I swear to God I would have freaked out if it had been some big diamond. We start eating and then the candles all go out. Strange there's no wind. I feel the pull come from the ring, or rather I feel the ring pulling me somewhere. I try to call out for Damon but I don't know if he can hear me.
I can't see anything. I don't know how long it is until I finally open my eyes. It's daylight. I could have sworn it was night time when we had started dinner.
"Elena? Sister? Don't leave me in suspense!"
Sister? I turn to look at the girl next to me, she looks like me kind of but younger by maybe by 3 or 4 years. I look around and we're in a garden, it's beautiful. I glance down and see my dress. It's just like the one I wore in the Miss Mystic parade. Oh no!
"Elena? You just spent the whole morning with Mr. Salvatore and now you won't even tell me if he asked to court you?"
I...what?! "Mr. Salvatore?"
She rolls her eyes, "Yes sister. Mr. Damon Salvatore. You've spent everyday together. Surely he has asked you."
"I'm sorry. I feel...tired."
I get up and go into the house, I hope it's mine. I let my feet guide me, they seem to know where to go. I enter a room on the third floor and I sit at the desk. I look through the drawers and find a journal. I open it to the last entry and look at the date.
3rd May, 1862.
Oh no no no!
Well, that's the end of this story!
In the next story, Damon and Elena will soon find out a lot of things about each other. There was always a reason why Damon told Elena "you should have met me in 1864." Maybe this journey will turn out to be a good thing? Maybe Damon will find a way to bring Elena back, or maybe Elena won't want to come back.
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First chapter of new story to be posted soon.
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