Hi! I came up with this fetus Defan fic a while ago and after the flashbacks in 6x15 I've found the courage to write it. English is not my mother tongue, so please forgive me for any possible mistakes.

I don't own TVD, The CW does.

Read and enjoy!

"The Salvatore brothers may fight like dogs but in the end they would die for each other. At least they know what family means" - Rebekah Mikaelson

The wind whipped strongly against the windows, howling against the glass. The thunders echoed in the empty room and Damon felt a shiver down his spine. He covered himself with the sheet up to his chin, trying to keep calm. It was just a storm.

Something made the floor creak, making him jump. He could hear the sound of his heart beating so fast he thought it would come out his chest. The door began to open slowly and Damon sat up, terrified. When the moonlight lit the little shadow on his doorway, he sighed, relieved.

"Stefan" he whispered, making a quiet gesture to his little brother so that he entered into the room. If their father heard them, he would quarrel them for being awake so late at night "What happens?"

"I'm afraid" the little one admitted, rubbing his eyes so Damon couldn't see he was on the verge of tears. He stood up looking at him, waiting for his older brother to make him a room in his bed "The storm scares me".

"Oh, don't be childish" he quarreled him, although Stefan really was just a six years old kid. Damon was just a few years older but he considered himself more mature and brave, even though he had been afraid only a moment ago. Despite the dankness in the room, he could see the disappointment in his brother's face and that softened him. He stepped aside and lifted the blanket so his brother could get into the bed "Come here".

A smile brightened Stefan's face, who jumped inside the bed huddling next to his brother.

"Now it's time to sleep" Damon said while covering him with the blanket. Stefan asserted in silence.

"Damon" Stefan whispered after a while, hoping his brother hadn't fallen asleep. The roar of the storm prevented him from calming down.

"What do you want?" Damon asked, turning sideways, as his brother, so they could look at each other's face.

"Thank you for taking care of me" he said, approaching him even more, so that their foreheads were almost touching "And Damon…" he added "I'm so happy you are my older brother"

"I'm so happy you are my little brother too" he admitted. Stefan and he were always fighting but he would die and kill for him. And he was sure that his brother, in spite of being so young, felt the same way.

"Promise me we will always be together" he asked him, making an effort to keep whispering. A thunder roared outside the house and Stefan jumped, frightened.

"I promise, baby brother" Damon assured him, placing an arm over his little body so he could stop trembling "We are brothers, we will always have each other"

Covered by his older brother, Stefan smiled and closed his eyes. If Damon was with him, nothing bad could ever happen to him. The noise of the storm had abated and he fell quickly asleep in his brother's arms.

Damon waited to make sure his brother was sound asleep and then he closed his eyes too, unaware of the future that awaited them.

This is it, what do you think? I hope you've enjoyed reading it as much as I've enjoyed writing it :)

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