Travel Back in Time

Summary: Damon gets sent back in time by one of Bonnie's spells and meets Elena…when she is three years old! Fluffy DE bonding! Takes place after episode one of season two.

Chapter 1

Damon groaned as he woke up and found himself in the middle of the woods. What the hell?" he thought as he stood up and brushed himself off. The last thing he remembered was arguing with that semi couplet witch, aka Bonnie.

"I swear to god Bonnie, when I find you, you will regret doing this to me!" Damon exclaimed loudly through the forest, causing a few nearby birds to fly away.

Soon, he made it to a clearing and stumbled into the blinding sunlight, being slightly caught off guard by the intensity of the rays. He regained his bearings and let his eyes sweep over the streets and the houses that were alined with the road. Something was different, but he couldn't quite put his finger on it.

The honking of a car grabbed his attention and Damon looked out into the road as a small child ran infront of the vehicle to retrieve a ball. He shook his head and watched as the car inched closer and closer. Apparently the driver couldn't get the car to stop. "I'm so going to regret this." Damon said quietly to himself as he dashed infront of the car and grabbed the child from death's grasp. Once they were safely on the sidewalk, Damon set the the trembling and crying child on the ground. She looked up at him with a tear streaked face and it was only then did Damon freeze in his place. Her light brown hair and chocolatey eyes could make her a younger version of Elena and Katherine. The resemblance was mind boggling to Damon and it was only when a loud cry was heard did it finally click in his brain.

"Elena Gilbert! My god what were you thinking?" A brown haired woman ran past Damon and crushed the child in a hug, letting Elena cry into her chest. "Hey don't cry. Mommy's not mad at you. I'm just glad that you are safe."

After a couple of minutes, Elena's cries soon subsided and she pointed a chubby finger at the shell shocked Damon. "He save me."

Elena's mother nodded once and picked up her daughter, holding her close to her body before turning towards Damon. "Thank you so much for saving my daughter. You have no idea how much this means to me."

Damon nodded once, slowly coming out of his shocked state. He stared at the little Elena nestled in her mother's arms before realization hit him like a fret train. He was sent back in time. How far, he had no idea. But judging by Elena's age he guessed an estimate of 15 years.

"No problem. I'm just glad she's safe." Damon replied while staring at Elena who had her thumb in her mouth. He chuckled inwardly. Who knew Elena was this cute when she was little?

"Well, I have to go home and put Elena to sleep. It's past her bedtime. You're welcome to come over if you'd like."

Damon stood, contemplating this woman's offer. If he went, then he would most likely be messing with the future and would face the wrath of Bonnie. However, if he didn't go, then he would have to deal with this new world alone and miss out on the chance of knowing Elena when she was this little. "I'll gladly come." he replied, keeping his eyes locked on the now sleeping Elena.

"Oh thank you. And my name is Miranda. Pleased to meet you." Miranda stuck out her hand and Damon took it.

"Damon Salvatore."

Miranda flashed him a smile as she walked back to her house. "Right this way."

Damon nodded, following her until they reached the house. Nothing has changed much, except now there was a swing set near the porch and toys littered the grassy area. Sherry opened the door and stepped through the threshold. She turned around and saw Damon standing at the doorway, a somewhat frustrated look on his face. Miranda blinked once before it dawned on her. "Oh where are my manners? Please come in."

Damon flashed her his "Damon smirk" as he walled into the house, surveying the clutter of toys and pieces of paper strewed everywhere. "I'm so sorry, this place is such a mess." Miranda apologized as she struggled to pick up a toy while making sure she didn't jostle Elena too much.

"Here, let me." Damon replied as he took Elena from Miranda and smirked. "I'll take this little demon upstairs while you pick up around here."

Miranda laughed and nodded, picking up toys and throwing them into the bin. After making sure she wasn't looking, Damon ran speedily up to Elena's room and stopped at the closed door. He slowly eased it open and stepped in, instantly coming into contact with stuffed animals and Barbie dolls around Elena's queen sized princess bed. He looked down at the sleeping child in his arms and brushed a few strands of hair away from her face, inhaling her scent that was the same as the older Elena. He couldn't believe how little Elena changed from her small self. The only changed was that she didn't play with toys anymore. He gently laid her down in her bed and covered the duvets over her small frame.

Elena stirred slightly in her sleep, but stayed unconscious as the corners of Damon's mouth fell into a sweet smile. He was beginning to like this version of Elena. Atleast she wasn't pissed at him for "killing" her brother.

Slowly, he leaned in and gave her a small peck on the forehead, soaking in this moment as best he can, for he didn't know when he would get another chance like this. "Sweet dreams, my little Elena."

A/N: Awww! Don't you just love sweet Damon? Because I do!

This fanfic was inspired by reading fluffy DE fics for the majority of the day!

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