AN: I have been reading too much Batman. Sorry for the long wait!
Tears spilled from my eyes as I watched Damon and Stefan rush into a hug.
"Where have you been, brother?" Stefan asked, retreating from the hug.
"The real question is where have you been! How can you live so nicely, while I was stuck with nothing?" Damon questioned.
"One day I woke up and you were gone. Then Ms. Flowers took me in. I cannot believe we have lived such different lives." Stefan explained, glancing over Damon. "I thought it was you, no one could have the same name and look exactly like you."
"I had my suspicions as well." Damon agreed.
I cleared my throat.
"Ok, they were Elena's suspicions." Damon chuckled.
Stefan turned toward me. "Yes, Elena. I have no idea how I can thank you!" He rushed towards me, wrapping me in a hug. I smiled. "Thank you for reuniting us again."
I hugged him back, glancing at Damon. He smiled at me, a real smile. His eyes were lit up and grinned back at him, having never seen him so happy.
"It was no problem. I just wanted Damon to be truly happy, and to get his brother back. I knew his life would never be so complete without you." I said whole-heartedly.
"Please, why don't we all go sit. I know I have loads of questions!" Stefan smiled at both of us, motioning us forwards.
We all took a seat on his couch and talked for what seemed like hours. I offered Stefan a place to live at the mansion and he agreed. Ms. Flowers came in and brought us all lemonade, where we told her the news.
"Why don't I just ask what is all on our minds." Damon began. "How is this going to work?"
"What do you mean?" Stefan asked, leaning forward.
"I'm a slave, Stefan. Nothing will ever be truly right and blissful until I'm not." Damon sighed.
I knew he was right, that had always been the real problem, wasn't it? Damon used to have trust issues, because he is a slave. He used to be so frightened, because he is a slave. Everything comes down to this one little problem, that no one knows how to fix. How do you un-slave someone? Is it even possible? It would be impossible to just act like he wasn't one, everyone already knew.
"I think I might know just the person who can help us." Stefan said, looking up at both of us.
"Alright, who?" I asked.
"His name is Klaus."
AN: Sorry for it being so short, but I just wanted to get this to you guys. I know it's been awhile. Blame Harley Quinn and B-Man!