Hey there,

So Damon's chapter is finally here, I really hope you're not dissapointed and you like it.

Please let me know what you think of it, and as always thanks so much to all of you reading and to Lorena for correcting this.

Love,

Sam

"Our love had been a bright spark in the middle of a dark night. Vibrant and wild. But something that something that consumed all its power in a giant burst couldn't stay burning forever"

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S.D Hendrickson

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Damon

1959

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Damon had planned to pick up Elena at six O'clock in the parking lot of her dance school, Stefan had also agreed to his plan the minute he told him about it. The brothers only had each other and they would follow the other until the ends of the Earth.

Damon and Stefan loaded the old Camaro with their belongings and then headed to pick up Damon's checks at the construction site and the diner. Since he had asked to be paid a bit earlier than usual his boss at the diner joked with him, asking him if he had a special night to get ready for. Damon only smiled and his eyes filled with happiness at the prospect of Elena finally being his wife "Something like that" was his only response.

Stefan and him would go to the bank and change the checks and then they would finally go pick up Elena. When they crossed the town square in direction towards the bank the tower clock marked five fifteen.

Damon was walking on sunshine; he was going to marry the girl he loved. Everything was going to be all right in the world again, he was going to have a family with her and he was going to spend the rest of his life making her happy. The baby thing had thrown him out of the loop at the beginning, they hadn't planned for it and he knew adding a baby to the mix would only make things harder but he truly believed that they could make it work, he was happy about it in fact. He was going to be a wonderful father and husband; he would give Elena everything she asked for.

It was probably the only time in his life that Damon was driving distractedly, he couldn't get the image of his Elena dressed in her wedding gown and of her stomach getting swollen with his child out of his head. If he hadn't been daydreaming about his future life with her he probably would have noticed the brown Dodge following him, two men wearing civil clothes were in it but all he could see were images of Elena.

The men following them made them stop and pulled the brothers out of the car and pressed them onto the hood with their legs spread out and hands behind their backs which were quickly held by handcuffs.

They were cops and they had come to arrest him.

"Please, just drive to the dance school so I can explain to my girlfriend what's going on. Just five minutes" Damon pleaded from the back of the car to the two men in the front.

The shortest one of the two mocked him, "Sorry buddy but we don't have five minutes and the only place you're going to is L.A, that will show you to not break probation and your brother here is going with you"

"He has nothing to do with this" Damon intervened when he saw the frightened expression on Stefan's face

"Maybe but we should hold him just in case"

"Please just let me-"

"Getting involved with a minor son?" The oldest of the police men spoke "You're lucky the people who turned you in didn't want to hand over evidence, otherwise you would be facing many different charges"

Something turned sour in his stomach and in that moment and Damon knew exactly who had turned him in and why he was being taken away from Virginia. He prayed like he had never prayed before and asked for Elena to wait for him, for a way to get him to talk to her and explain everything.

They sat for three hours in the Virginia airport, waiting for the flight that would take them to California. The entire time Damon asked them to release his brother and to allow him to make a call. All that time they told him they would release Stefan once they were in California and at the end cracked and allowed him to make that one call.

The phone ran three times before she answered "Please, Mrs. Gilbert, just let me talk with her" The woman hung the phone up without saying a word and that was all the confirmation Damon needed.

They must have figured out their plan somehow, otherwise how else would they have known when to catch him. Because someone had paid the police to do it and it was the same reason they weren't releasing his brother even though he had nothing to do with the reason that he was being held. They were going to take his girl away and he could do nothing about it.

They held them for ten days. After they released Stefan Damon was taken to court to determine what would be his sentence for breaking the parole. Stefan didn't want to leave Damon but his brother had convinced him and he went back to Virginia only to find that Elena was nowhere in sight and that no one had any idea of where she was. Damon was heartbroken.

The board decided not to give him more time in prison and instead chose to have him do community service every day for a year in California. He had violated his probation; it didn't matter that he never committed a single criminal act since he got out of prison or that he had followed every single rule. He had gone back to Mystic Falls and fallen in love with a beautiful young girl and that love had created a baby, so now he was a criminal again because the sentence for loving the woman of his life was of a year.

Of course it didn't help that he was no one, white trash some people used to call him but Elena parent's knew that and they were also loaded which helped them a lot in their case against him. It was the first time Damon truly realized what having power meant.

Damon worked inhumane hours in every job he could get and wrote thousands and thousands of letters to Elena, all of them coming back to him unanswered. He called and called but after a while they even changed the number.

After a few months with still no sign of Elena, Stefan moved to California to be with his brother. Now that he had finished high school he searched for jobs to help both of them keep afloat and busted his ass just like his brother.

Damon worked and worked with only one goal in mind, after the year was over he would go to Mystic Falls and find Elena and his baby, he didn't care where she was, he was going to find her.

Once his sentence was over he went back to Mystic Falls. He would have to check with his parole officer once a month for the duration of eight months so that gave him an exact month to go to Virginia, find Elena, and go back to California.

The Gilberts still lived in the same house. He waited in the driver's seat of his Camaro until Elena's father went to work and when he saw her mother come out- putting on her white gloves with that presumptuous air around her- he got out of the car and approached her.

"Where is she Mrs. Gilbert?" He said in a hard tone once he was in front of the woman. Her face turned white and she started looking to the side hoping to see someone who would help her out.

"Get out of my way" She spat as she adjusted her bag on her shoulder

"Where is she? Is she okay? Did she have the baby?" His voice was pleading as he moved closer to the woman, who took a step back and looked at him with hard eyes

"I don't know what you're talking about"

"It's my baby too Mrs. Gilbert, I have a right to know" He told her

She looked around once more hoping no one was close to hear what he was saying "Get out of my property if you don't want me to call the police"

"But you already did that, didn't you?" He regarded her harshly "You did that a year ago. What did you tell her?"

"I mean it, get out"

"You know I'm not a criminal Mrs. Gilbert" Damon told her

"Yeah? It's that why you were on probation" She asked mockingly, her lips twitching in disgust

"I made a mistake, I might have been a thief back then but you know I would never hurt Elena"

"You already did" She glared at him "You ruined her life when you got her pregnant" She hissed in a low voice "I only had to do what was necessary to stop her from making the biggest mistake of her life"

"You told her that I left her? That I ran away and left her alone to deal with all of this, that's what she thinks right?" A vein was popping on Damon's jaw and if there was a moment in his life where he looked like a criminal it was that one. "Tell me where she is!" He yelled

"I will never tell you where she is" She spat at him "You'll have to kill me first"

He gave her a disgusted glance and walked away, deciding he would never get a word out of that woman's mouth. He tried with Jeremy Gilbert next but he was informed that he had gone away for college and his parents refused to give him a way to contact him.

He was running out of options so he decided to go to Bonnie Bennet's house, she had been one of Elena's best friends in High School, and maybe she could have an idea of where she was.

"I'm sorry Damon, I don't know" The girl told him with an apologetic look "We lost touch a long time ago because I was a horrible friend" She said softly with regret in her eyes

"You haven't seen her since?"

"She was away for a long time, visiting some family in Denver I believe and then returned here for a few months and went away again, but I have no idea where she could be"

Damon nodded and the fear in his stomach grew, Bonnie hadn't mentioned anything about the baby so that could only mean Elena hadn't kept it, had they forced her to abort it? The sole notion made nausea arise in his body.

"Thank you" was the only thing he could say

"If you find her… tell her I'm sorry"

He left the girl's house feeling sorry for himself and with sadness so great that threatened to rip open his body. He was truly running out of ideas and the despair was growing on him.

His last resort turned out to be the old woman who ran the dance studio where Elena used to dance.

"Do you know where she is?" He asked

"Why do you want to know?" The old lady regarded him harshly as her wrinkled fingers toyed with a necklace around her neck.

"Because I love her, I need to find her" He pleaded

"Leave her alone; she's trying to reach her dreams" The old woman told him before turning around and leaving the room but he didn't leave immediately, he looked around until he spotted a few post cards the woman had stuck onto one of the mirrors. They were all from New York and had "Greetings, Elena" written on the back.

Damon caressed the handmade letters as a tear slipped down his eyes, that was his first lead; he knew where she was, now he only had to find her. He took the post cards and placed them inside his leather jacket, next to his heart.

He hated New York since the minute he first set foot there. It was too big, noisy and filled with too many people. Trying to find a girl from Virginia was going to be almost impossible but Damon was not a quitter, and there was nothing more that he wanted in the world than to find Elena and their child, so he stayed even though he hated the city.

He searched in every nook and crane of New York City, he went to a million shows on Broadway and worked every single job he could find so could afford his trips. Every month he had to make the journey back to California to check on his probation office but he didn't care, he couldn't stop searching for her.

For an entire year he followed that same routine, he asked about her everywhere: dance academies, clothing stores, schools, restaurants, and theaters. He searched for her nonstop for hundreds of days but never got a single clue of where she could be.

"Maybe you should let this go" Stefan told him over breakfast one cold December morning

"How can you say that Stefan?" He asked his brother in an angry tone

"Look at yourself Damon, you're stuck. I know you love her, you know I cared deeply for her too but you just can't continue living like this"

"But I need to find her" He said in a broken voice

"Maybe she doesn't want you to find her" Stefan couldn't meet his eyes so instead he played around with his food. "Let her go Damon"

A deep weight pressed in his chest at his brother's words, maybe he was right and it was time to let it all go. He left New York a week after that. He packed his bags and he and Stefan drove all the way to North Carolina. He contemplated getting rid of the Camaro because of all the memories it brought him but he couldn't do it, so instead he stored it out and never used it again.

Damon got a job in construction and went back to school, he wanted to do something for himself, and even if he never saw her again he wanted to be a man she could feel proud of someday. His life started turning a bit brighter after a few years but he became the opposite, a bitter man who never smiled enough and who always felt cold inside.

She was his light and that light had been taken away when everything fell apart that one afternoon.

Aaaaand?