Takes place during episodes 2x20-22.

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I know it's a lie, I want it to be true
The rest of the ride is riding on you
Over goodbyes we'll buy some place

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Downstairs I find Elijah, Stefan and Elena gathered together trying to come up with a scheme to kill Klaus for the millionth time. How many times do we have to go over this? Did we just not realize that Bonnie's capable of killing Klaus single-handily? The witch may die - may - but still what's trading one life for many others. I'm clearly the only one that understands the bottom line. When did that happen?

I perk up hearing that Klaus has to drain Elena to the point of death. It's official, Elijah is not a good guy. Any plan that involves killing Elena is not okay. Then with his usual haughty tone, he declares that a magical potion will bring Elena back to life. Is this dude for real? Oh, right, here's the kicker - it's a potion that was made 500 years ago.

"That's the plan?" I exclaim in annoyance at the sheer stupidity of these people. "A magical witch potion with no expiration date?

I turn to Elena, trying to reason with her and get her to understand that she could die for real by putting her faith in Elijah. I can't stand the fact that she just trusts him blindly. She doesn't have the best judgement in people. In fact, she practically walks around with a sign that says 'I take candy from strangers' 24/7.

"Then I guess I'll just be dead." She answers in a calm tone, but I know how scared she really is. Her heartbeat gives it away. It really bothers me how good Stefan is at faking it with her, because even on his bunny rabbit diet, I know he can hear her distressed heart too. He just blatantly decides to ignore her body's signals. The big faker.

I hopelessly turn to Stefan, hoping he'll talk some reason into her. And what does he do? He shrugs. Stefan fucking shrugs. Who shrugs after hearing their girlfriend - excuse me, 'the reason he lives to be undead' - might die? I can't stand this, I'm about to snap. Fucking no good faker.

Whatever, there has to be another way, I think as I exit the room. I need a drink, asap. I'm desperate for some relief after what I just witnessed in there.

Outside, Stefan greets me with a snarky line about my drinking habits. Dude! He shouldn't be paying attention to me, he needs to be paying attention to Elena. His girlfriend is going to die and this is what he's doing with his time?

I scold him for trusting Elijah. How hard is this to understand? We tried to kill him! Usually when you try to kill someone, they don't end up liking you. Well, except for Alaric and eh, maybe Caroline in my case. But those are exceptions. Exceptions!

The day only gets worse when Alaric shows up, very much himself, explaining that Klaus let him go to deliver the message that we've all been waiting for. The sacrifice is going to happen tonight and everyone is prepared to let Elena die. Everyone, but me, obviously. This is a bit much for me to handle all at once. I don't do well with processing emotional events such as these, I never know how to react, so in everyone's favor I leave unnoticed in the direction of my bedroom..

If I had my way, I'd just throw Elena over my shoulder and rush out with her. Damn them all at this point.

I'm going to make it right
You haven't beat me yet though my vision is strained

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Fuck. I knew Elena was coming up to see me. I know it's her by the sound of her footsteps because I'm a freak like that. I always know when she's wondering around my house... How else would I be able to sneak upon her? I don't turn away from the window to greet her when she comes through my door. This is getting too painful. She is oblivious to the pain that she causes me, as always. She's like fucking splinter that I've been trying to dig out all this time, but I only end up cutting myself up further. I'm a vampire and she's my annoying little splinter. Yep.

"You disappeared." Elena says in a voice that's perfect for toying with my emotions, but I don't want to hear it anymore, so I tell her that straight out. She only makes things worse by acting like I matter to her (I know I don't actually matter to her). If I mattered to her, she'd see me as a contender to be her leading man.

"I need you to understand why I'm doing this." Elena continues.

"Why?" I turn angrily at her, because this is getting ridiculous. "It clearly doesn't matter what I think." I state heavily frustrated. I just wanna say, 'get out of my room, you and your damn doe eyes!', but it's futile.

"I'll be fine, Damon." She promises as if she can fool me. "I'll drink the elixir, Bonnie will kill Klaus and then all of this will finally be over."

Her nonchalant behavior about her death is destroying me. She has no idea what this is like for me. It's been so long since I've felt this much emotion... "If it works."

"It will work." She promises, when in reality, she's not in the position to promise anything.

"You think it will work. You want it to work. Why am I the only one who's convinced it won't? There has to be another way." I say trying to reason with her. She needs to understand the need for a back up plan. Does the girl have a death wish? Images of Elena and I in my bed go through my mind. She wouldn't have one if she were dating me instead of my Thumper-drinking brother. That's for sure.

"There isn't." She replies, not wanting to listen. Stubborn, stubborn girl.

"And you're going to die, Elena." I say perfectly clear, walking up to her.

"And then I'll come back to life." She replies, closing the gap between us. Sometimes I really hate that when I push, she just pushes back. She's not in the position to push back, not this time, there's too much at risk. The girl has a serious problem when it comes to listening to her elders. If only she'd put her trust in me.

"That is not a risk I'm willing to take." I say with all of the passion that I can muster without breaking something in my room. The violence inside me is stirring.

"But I am." She says while bringing our hands together.

I look down at her hands and it saddens me. It saddens me to think about her lifeless body. It saddens me to know that we'll never get the chance to hold hands in public. Goddamn, listen to me. Listen to the type of guy she turns me into.

"It's my life, Damon." She continues, clasping our hands tighter. "My choice"

"I can't lose you." I say heartbroken. The big sap that I am.

"You won't." Elena gives me one last longing look before turning to leave.

I begin to think of my undead life without her and refuse to let her go. If she doesn't want to secure her future, then I'll have to do it. I know she's going to hate me, but at least she'll still be alive to do so. I decide it's time to interfere and block her exit.

"There is another way." I say seriously.

"What are you..." She asks, seeing the determination in my eyes. It's been awhile since she's feared me. Her blood smells delicious, I take notice because I can't avoid it.

I quickly bite my wrist and she knows what's going to happen as she shouts out at me. She struggles against me, but I can't let her go. I won't let her go. I refuse to let her die. She's too young... She hasn't even lived yet for fuck's sake!

When Stefan appears at my door, it all happens so fast and Elena lands on the floor, but with enough of my blood in her system.

"What did you do? Huh? What did you do?" Stefan shouts at me, as if he can't even comprehend why I would do this to her. The big faker.

I did this for us. The three of us. "I saved her life."

I turn to Elena with a knowing look. "You're so bent on dying, at least this way I know you'll come back." I say with a hint of triumph laced in my tone.

"As a vampire! She'll come back a vampire." Stefan chides me as if he think it didn't take my every ounce of courage to go through with this. Did he think this was easy?

"It's better than nothing else." I say harshly with a look that should make him back off.

"How could you, of all people, take that choice away from her?" Stefan continues his rant and takes it too far this time. Yes, brother, the tables have turned. Now I'm the one that's forcing others to turn. It doesn't matter, I don't regret my decision.

"Go ahead; wish me an eternity of misery. Believe me, you'll get over it." I say to Elena and Stefan charges at me because I hit a sour note in our ludicrous history.

"Stefan!" Elena cries shocked at the sudden display of violence. Eat it up, sweetheart.

"Admit it." I demand seething because I've had enough of his bullshit. "You just wish you had the balls to do it yourself." I say because it's the truth. I know he must have thought of this a million times, but he couldn't handle the consequences. Couldn't handle her reaction. Or maybe he doesn't love her the way that I do. He's already felt her kiss, her need, so maybe he was able to let her go with those sweet memories in mind. Well, not me, not me brother: I'm not ready to let her go.

Stefan and I begin to fight because that's the only thing that makes sense anymore. Of course Elena isn't okay with us fighting. She needs to calm down, he's gonna heal like in a second. He's my baby brother and a lot of times I have to push him into shape...that's all.

"Get out of here!" She yells and for a second, I forget that we're in my room.

Alaric and Jenna arrive shortly as if they're, allowed to act like my elders. I'm twice as old as the both of them and then some, regardless I allow them to push me out of my room because I shouldn't be wasting my energy on this crap. There are more important things to be worried about. Fine. I got the job done and that's all that matters. Elena is going to live.

My day just gets more unsatisfying when I realize that Katherine will probably have answers that I need to save the day. I really don't want to see her, but desperate times call for...

Alaric lets me enter his apartment and I suddenly wonder if I should feel hurt that this is the first he has let me in. Oh well, best not to dwell on the fact. Talking to Katherine is a chore and the only thing I can count on is exploiting her by mentioning Stefan. Shit, the old girl is getting fucking predictable. I'm internally rolling my eyes right now.

"What?" Katherine replies when I tell her that Elena has vampire blood in her system. If I wasn't so fucking worried about everything, I'd actually be enjoying this moment. I'm so proud of myself for not loving this selfish bitch anymore.

"Imagine how much fun that will be competing with Elena for Stefan's love for, I don't know.." I sneer happily. "Forever."

Bingo! That did the job, I'm so good. High five, anyone?

"Bad time, little bro." I say incredulously while Stefan rings me in the middle of my mission impossible stunt.

"What the hell are you doing?" Excuse me while I try not to eyeroll. "Saving the day. I figured you'd understand. Just tell Elena to stay put."

"She's already gone, Damon." He replies.

"What?" A hundred moments flash in my saying she was sorry that I lost Katherine too, Elena slapping me after I turned Vicki, Elena hugging me after not finding Katherine in te tomb, Dancing with her in front of the whole town..

"I'll take care of it." I say with purpose because

I'm not letting Elena go. Why didn't Stefan stop her? Questions run through my mind before I pulled back into the action movie that's become my undead life. Suddenly the wolf boy is turning and he's about to kill barbie, but I intercept the attack. I push him off me, but it's too late. That dig bit me!

"Damon..." Caroline says because she knows what this means. She also knows that I saved her life.

What can I say other than I'm fine? Yep that's me. Damon Salvatore... Calm in a crisis. Fuck.

When you should be dreaming, we'll wake you
But don't scream, we'll make you swallow your words

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"I've heard about you. The crazy, impulsive vampire in love with his brother's girl." Klaus says to me as I attempt to figure out this psycho. "I knew one of you would try to stop me. It was just a 50/50 guess on who."

That's something alright. Everyone knows I'm in love with Elena. She can't pretend that I don't love her. She doesn't have to hear me say it. My heart sinks when I realize what an utter failure I am at being a hero. I clearly wasn't made out of the stuff that build heroes.

"When you spend a thousand years trying to break a curse... You learn a thing or two. First rule... always have a back-up. Back-up werewolf. Back-up witch." Klaus says smugly. I would do anything to tear his lips off his face.

"Back-up vampire." I finish for him and things go black. When I wake up, I've never been so scared in my life even though I don't show it. I question Katherine why he left me behind and she tells me that he couldn't use me that he said I was 'good as dead'.

I question her and we look down at my forearm. "What is this, Damon?" She asks and I hate the answer to the question. Shit. I am good as dead aren't I? The fact that I'll be dead soon is creeping up on me.

My life might already be over, but that's gonna stop me from trying to save Elena. If anything, I am more inspired to save her. I don't want her to turn into a vampire and spend eternity without me. That wasn't part of the plan.

Katherine gives me a look that's too much for me to bother with. "145 years and no last good-bye?"

"You don't get a good-bye." I say because this isn't about her. I refuse to make any of my last hours about her. I have more self-respect for myself (nowadays...I've grown, okay?). Since she keeps pushing me, I lash out at her. What? She deserves it. She's the one that's walking out without a scratch, so I mention that to her.

"Somehow you're the only one that wins." I state to her in my most unsurprised voice. "How'd that happen?"

"I didn't let love get in the way." Katherine says in a proud voice that nearly makes me sick. I would be sick if it were possible for a vampire. She's got no heart.

"Enjoy eternity alone, Katherine." I say as I leave because that's all I have to say to her. Someone had to say it to her and hell, why not me? Sure, loving Elena is hard, but she's alive in every way. She has relationships with people and her heart shows in them. She is a person of actual substance. Even when Elena manipulates me, it's usually for some greater good, so it's hard for me to stay mad at her. She's a part of this world while her evil doppelgänger just glides through life on her selfish crusade.

When I get home, John is ready to bother me. Shit. I could eat that fool. "You do not want to mess with me right now."

The dude keeps messing with me though, saying that I ruined the daughter that he abandoned's life and all that. Fuck, I could go for a bite about now. "I know, John. I took her choice, destroyed her future. Trust me, I get it. It actually gets worse."

"How could it possibly get any worse?" John asks and I guess it's time to get daddy dearest in the picture even though the dick doesn't deserve shit.

Whatever. If I'm miserable, everyone else should join.

Every living thing
Pushed into the ring
Fight it out
To wow the crowd
Guess you thought
You could just watch
No one's getting out
Without stadium love

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The whole rescue is a big show with dying and crying left and right. My brother and his girlfriend are both at the platter of the Original Pain In The Ass; the only two people that I love dearly. I wince seeing the bite on Elena's neck. It isn't right that he got a piece of our girl. I carry her over to my brother because it's the right thing to do. I can't just skip out with her. My twisted sense of honor comes out in the most unfortunate times.

To my surprise, Stefan demands that I get her out of here. "What about you?" I ask confused and worried about him.

Stefan yells at me with determination, so I decide that he'a a big enough boy to take care of himself. But that doesn't mean he's gonna leave my thoughts.

As I carry Elena into the witch house, I'm grateful that the old maids are giving me a pass in their whole fucking with me agenda. What's their problem anyway? Yeah, I get that witches and vampires don't mix, but gosh, I am probably the only vampire in existence to have ever protected these bitches... Some thanks I get.

Anyway back to the task at hand, I look at Elena in anguish. "If you come back as a vampire, I'll stake you myself. So don't." I say stroking her hair. "Because I can't stand the idea of you hating me forever."

Yes! I cheer as I see her waking up. This is one of the best moments in my entre life. "Elena!"

"What happened?" She asks looking confused. Girl just died, but she's look good.

"How do you feel?" I ask because that's the only thing that matters. Klaus, who?

"I feel fine." She replies and I nearly cry tears of joy. I want to kiss her so bad, but I don't think she's ready for that. We're not in a good place at the moment, but I think she knows how much she means to me, so that's enough.

Can I just say 'I told you so' when I hear that Elijah is the only reason why Klaus is alive? I knew it all along. Why? Because I have a baby brother too. Killing your baby brother... You don't come back from that. If I ever actually succeeded at killing Stefan, I'd probably meet the sun myself shortly after.

The next few hours are going to suck. I'm gonna have to make sure everyone is buried and Elena will have to deal with recovering from losing both John and Jenna. I allow my baby bro to do the boyfriend duty while I take care of the remaining business.

At the graveyard, I compel two of the grave diggers to do the dirty work at the Gilbert family plot. My thoughts are with Elena the entire time. I'm selfish in the way that I only care about if she'll ever forgive me. I look down at the wound in my forearm and wonder how long I actually have. At least the girl is alive... Things aren't right though. Klaus is still at large and I won't be around much longer to protect her.

"How's she doing?" I ask Stefan after filling him in on my activities.

"She lost the only parents she had. She's in shock." Stefan replies as we wait for her to come down for the funeral.

When Elena comes downstairs with Jeremy, she doesn't meet my eyes, but she's also not paying attention to Stefan. The girl actually flinches when Stefan places his hand on the small of her back.

During the funeral, I want to comfort Elena so badly as I watch her place two roses on the ground for her parents. The poor girl has lost so much. She's just a little human too, she hasn't committed unspeakable horrors to deserve this amount of suffering.

When Elena lifts her eyes, she finds me and I give her the best look of honest sympathy that I can muster. I want her to know that I'll always care for her.

At the end of service, it's time to finally tell Stefan what's up cause I know there isn't much time left for me. I already feel weaker.

"We'll find something. A cure." Stefan promises me. It's hard being reminded that he actually loves me. It makes it harder for me to let him go. Damn him.

"There's no cure, Stefan." I reply trying to stay cool. Even on my darkest day, I can't breakdown in front of my baby brother. It wouldn't be right.

Stefan claims that things will be okay because we kept Elena human, but that was a lucky break. A very lucky break. He wasn't there when Rose lost her mind and went rabid on Elena. He didn't go through that and I don't want him to go through that because of my sorry ass.

"You want to do something for me? Keep this from Elena. Last thing she needs is another grave to mourn." I reply seriously because that's all I want. I don't want to cause Elena anymore pain... I've done enough to her these past few days.

I walk into the the distance toward the sun because I'm not looking for pity. I may not deserve peace but I would like some moments of peace before I go insane, literally. I can't lose myself, not the way that I watched Rose go. I refuse to go out that way... So pathetic. I've had a good run of this world, been here longer than most, so it's time to let go. It felt good to let Katherine go, so maybe, just maybe I'll be able to let Stefan and Elena go too.

"That'll get easier." I say meeting Elena at her house as she deals with the grief of losing Jenna. "But you knew that."

"What do you want?" Elena asks on the defensive.

I tell her that I want to apologize because that's the truth. I won't be able to leave this world with the type of unfinished business on my mind. "And I know I don't deserve your forgiveness, but... I need it." I say in a pleading voice, but she rejects me saying that she needs time, "maybe a lot of time."

I tell her to take all of the time she needs because I can't force her anything. It wouldn't be right, it wouldn't be real and I would just end up hating myself more. The only thing that I can do is let her be. It's for the best.

Walking home, I feel like shit about my relationship with Elena. Relationship? What relationship? I internally scoff at my thoughts. What the fuck is wrong with me? The girl couldn't even tell me that she loved me. She fucked me without saying the words. I'm worthless. I feel worthless and this is it. It's time for me to end it all, but not without a stiff drink first. Oh sweet alcohol, how you have been my trusty companion for all of these years.

When I finally arrive at the boarding house, I walk in and take off my jacket thinking this is it. This is the last time that I'll walk into my home again. I pour myself a drink of my favorite that I only save for 'special' occasions.

After taking a sip, I roll up my sleeve to see how much the bite has accelerated in damaging my tissue. Yeah, that's nasty. I know it's time. I walk over to the window and draw open the curtains to welcome the sun. I take off my ring and drop it, feeling the sun burn into me.

Nothing works out like I plan though - surprise, surprise- since Stefan tackles me hard putting his high school football years to good use. I tell him to get off of me, but he doesn't listen. Fucking Stefan, I can never get what I want from him.

Stefan whines. "You're not doing this."

"Just did." I point out like the smartass that I am. "You know what happened to Rose, Stefan."

Stefan tells me that I'm not dying 'today' and then super-speeds us to the basement. He throws me in the cellar and locks the door on me. Shit. Talk about deja vu.

"What's the plan, Superman?" I tease in annoyance and Stefan replies saying that he's "gonna find a way out of this."

"Oh, right. A miracle cure. Good luck with that one."

"I got Bonnie looking for something, anything." Baby brother replies.

"Always the hero, Stefan. Just tell me good-bye, get it over with."

God, that hurts, I think as I cough up blood. It's weird coughing like this. In a way, it makes me feel human. You know when I was once human and fragile to everything.

"Lie still. Conserve your strength." Stefan advices before leaving me to my lonely desolation.

That's gross... I think looking down at the dirty blood that's coming out of me. So dark, so wrong, just like my existence.

Coming out of my hallucination and seeing Elena in 1864 is a mind-fuck to say the least. I can't get Elena's words out of my head, "You had a choice." ... She's right. I was so naive then. I thought I could do it, share her with my brother. I was willing to settle with someone that never loved me.

The room is spinning. Shit.

"Well, that looks bad." I hear Alaric say. I assume he's actually here.

"It feels worse. My subconscious is haunting me, Rick." I say pathetically and turn to see he's got a glass tumblr and my ring in the door window. "Please tell me you have something for that."

I manage to stumble over there and he pours me a drink. "So my brother sent you for suicide watch?" I ask knowingly.

"He's just trying to help." Alaric replies.

I try and get him to end it for me. I figured it was worth a shot considering all of the women that I've ruined for him. I even strangle him to remind him of the person that I am, but it doesn't have the intended affect. He knows me too well. He came prepared with a vervain dart.

Damn. Motherfucker. This hurts...I fall to the floor seeing Elena there in front of me. "No. Elena?"

"Elena's not here, Damon." I hear Alaric reply in the noisy background of my haunting mind.

Everybody just wanna fall in love
Everybody just wanna play the lead

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I stumble around town desperate to find Elena. After everything, I find myself still wanting to her. Jeremy finds me and I think he's shot. It's hard to think anymore. Hard to know what's real and what's not. It all blurs together. Katherine, Elena, Katherine is Elena, Elena is Katherine... no that's not right. They are two different women. Women with the same face.

When I see that face - Elena's face - it's such a relief seeing her. She takes me aside saying we're going everywhere. Wait, that's Katherine that I wanted to go everywhere with.

"No. Damon. No." I hear her say.

She doesn't mean it. She wants me. "I have to... If we are to be together forever." I say as I bite into her neck.

Her rich blood fills my neck. But there's pains of cry in the background and that doesn't sound right. She isn't supposed to be in pain. Not like this. I move away from her and see that it's Elena.

I've hurt her.

My eyes widen.

"Elena." I say stumbling away from her.

I have to get away from her.

I can barely walk.

I crumble against her. My mind is a mess. That was Elena. I bit Elena.

I love everything
No sleep; I lose everything
Oh, don't tell me again
I won't see you again

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I don't even how we made it back to the boarding house without me collapsing on the side of the road. I've never been so happy to be in my bed and that's saying a lot 'cause I've had some amazing times in this bed.

I try so hard to get Elena to leave me alone, but she won't. She saw what happened to Rose and yet she won't leave me alone. After everything - after how hard I tried to save her life - she's still putting it at risk by being around me.

Elena says I won't hurt her. She's a fucking idiot. I just took a piece out of her earlier thinking she was Katherine. There's no safety in this situation. I'm not in control of my mind.

Feeling Elena's soft body under me is a small comfort, but hearing her say that 'I'm okay' isn't. There's nothing okay about this situation. I have to stay rational.

"No one forced me to love her." I say coming to my realizations about Katherine. "It was my own choice...I made the wrong choice."

The wrong choice. It's all on me.

I'm experiencing this pain because of my choices.

I could have lived and died as a human. Now I lay here in my regret. I regret all of the blame that I've put on Stefan.

I look up to Elena with shame in my eyes and ask her to tell Stefan for me. He needs to know that I felt bad for everything in the end.

I don't have hope even though Elena is attempting to reassure me. I know that I deserve this fate and I tell her so.

"No. You don't." She replies in her warm voice and crawls down my bed to meet me more at eye level.

"I do, Elena. It's ok. 'Cause if I'd have chosen differently, I wouldn't have met you." My words obviously catch her attention, so I pause to look at her. "I'm so sorry. Done so many things to hurt you."

"It's ok. I forgive you."

God, she's an angel. I've done terrible, unforgivable things to her and her friends. She's still trying to give me peace.

"I know you love Stefan. And it will always be Stefan." I remark knowingly and she takes my hand. This is tortuous, feeling all of this at once and having her so near. "But I love you..."

I think of what it would have been like if she met me when I was naive. If it had been her instead of Katherine. When all I wanted to do was fall in love, treat the girl right... I smirk because I would have swept her off her feet.

"You should have met me in 1864." We would have done things right. "You would have liked me." I say dreamily.

That's the thought I want to die with. I want to stay in a world where Elena would have wanted to be with me.

"I like you now." Elena admits and it stings for her to say that. "Just the way you are." She adds and I continue to think of missed opportunities between us.

Then she kisses me and it's so soft. I know it's really her too and not Katherine. "Thank you." I reply feeling like she was generous by doing that.

"You're welcome." Elena replies softy.

"Well, it's me you should be thanking." That's Katherine. Wait, she's here? "I mean, I'm the one who brought the cure."

Katherine brought me the cure. I must be losing my mind again, oh goody.

When Katherine sits down on the bed, I smell her and I know it's really her. She's here. "You got free." I comment.

"Yep. Finally." She replies in her usual entitled voice and pours blood down my throat from the vile she brought.

"And you still came here?" I have to say it. How can I not be surprised that she's the one to save me.

She gives me a little pat on my face like old times. "I owed you one." She explains before getting up.

Then it seems like things are getting back to normal as Elena asks about Stefan.

"Where is he?" Elena demands as Katherine teases her, such a bitch.

"He's paying for this." Katherine explains. When she explains that he sacrificed everything, even Elena, just to save me.. that doesn't sound good. Fuck, Stefan, what have you done? And Katherine saying that Elena has me to keep her company... ugh, bad feelings overwhelm me.

Of course, Katherine won't just leave either. No, she's gotta mind-fuck us further with her final comment: "Oh. It's ok to love them both. I did." And tosses the vial to Elena before leaving us alone.

I just... what... I try to sit up in bed. I... what reaction am I supposed to have to an impossible situation?

Talk about awkward as Elena and I stare at each other. I'm not trying to make her confess feelings over Katherine, so I quickly change the subject back to Stefan.

"Text him." I say quickly. I have no idea where my phone is nor do I have the energy to look for it.

She scurries to do so and I remain pathetically on my bed.

Minutes pass and Elena remains next to the bed. She goes from staring at her phone to staring at me.

Fuck.

"He's not answering." She whispers as if I can't tell.

THE END

A/N: So there isn't a happy ending, I know. But hey, I tried really hard to match up Damon's thoughts to end of season 2. This was a fic that kinda took things into it's own hands (Vic & Kel gave it an extra push too). Anyway, just consider this as alternate version to what we saw on screen. Also, I found finishing this fic to be strangely therapeutic after that heartbreaker of an episode this week. Feel free to leave any Damon-related thoughts in your reviews. :)

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