Epilogue

Charlie stared at her headstone, fresh poppies placed at her grave. A few years had passed since her "death" and still, her mother came to her grave once a week and put flowers at her grave. She still hated that her parents thought she was dead, but it was all for the best.

"'Charlotte Marie Salvatore,'" a voice from behind her read her name off of her headstone. "She died so young, a real shame. And of a heart disease, too. I heard her husband was pretty hot, though."

She grinned. "Maybe so, but he was an arrogant asshole when he wanted to be," she teased, turning around.

"Ouch." Damon fake winced before smiling at his wife and opening his arms. She immediately ran into them and he hugged her tightly.

"I knew that I'd find you here," he murmured into her hair. "I got to say Char, it's a little creepy that you spend so much time at your own grave."

"I like to see if people to visit me," she mumbled into his jacket. They were in the Kingston cemetery, where Charlie had been "buried." In reality, there was no body in the coffin in the ground. It was empty.

"I missed you," Charlie murmured, and Damon kissed her forehead. They had been apart for a week- longer than they had ever been apart before. It didn't help that Charlie had become slightly co-dependent as a vampire.

Damon had been back in Mystic Falls, checking out to see if people still remembered her. they had been forced to leave because people thought that she was dead, so it would be a real shocker to see her still kicking. Charlie opted to visit Kingston and see how her mother was doing. Her father had died a few months ago, a heart attack. Charlie had taken it pretty hard, especially since she was a vampire and her emotions were heightened. She and Damon managed to go to the funeral, though.

"I missed you too, Char. But I have good news and a surprise. What do you want first?" Damon asked.

"Is it a happy surprise?" she asked warily.

"Well, I sure hope so," he answered with a slight smile.

"News first then surprise," Charlie said, pulling away from Damon and crossing her arms over her chest.

"Let's go get something to eat first," Damon said, grabbing her hand.

"Like human food or vampire food?" she asked, frowning as Damon pulled her to his Camaro.

"A little bit of both," he responded with a smirk.

Charlie hadn't killed yet, for which she was proud of. She had come close a few times, but either Damon or herself stopped her before she did. Charlie had fed from a human a couple of times, though she wasn't completely comfortable with that. Charlie preferred blood bags.

"What's the good news?" she asked, bouncing impatiently in her seat.

"Relax, Charlie," Damon told her casually. "I'll tell you when we get there."

Charlie glared but didn't argue. She fell asleep in the passenger seat, and was shaken awake by Damon half an hour later.

"Charlie, unless you want me to carry you through security again, wake up," Damon said into her ear.

Charlie groaned and sat up. "Where are we?" she asked, rubbing her eyes.

Damon smirked at her and opened the car door for her. "The airport."

Her eyebrows shot up. "Where is this restaurant we're going to?" she asked.

"The Bahamas," he answered with a smirk.

Charlie's eyes widened and a huge grin formed on her lips. "We're going to the Bahamas again?" she exclaimed, excited. They had yet to go back there, and Charlie couldn't wait. Now that she was able to have wild, crazy sex over and over again without putting stress on her heart, she was sure that Damon wouldn't let her leave the bedroom.

"We are," Damon said, grabbing the bags from the trunk that he had secretly packed. He was pleased by Charlie's reaction- he loved making her happy.

"Is that my surprise?" Charlie asked as they walked into the airport.

"No, it's not. Think of this as a gift," Damon said, a smirk coming to his lips when he thought about her surprise. He hoped that she would like it.

Charlie groaned as Damon went to buy their tickets. One thing hadn't changed about her when she became a vampire- Charlie still hated surprises.

As soon as they reached the beach house they had lived in their last visit to the Bahamas, Charlie jumped into Damon's arms and kissed him roughly. Screw his good news and surprise, Charlie wanted him, so Charlie was going to get him.

They didn't even make it into the house. Damon dropped their bags onto the ground and pinned Charlie beneath him. since she had become a vampire, Damon had become much rougher with Charlie when it came to their sex life. He didn't torture her, though. It wasn't like BDSM- they weren't that kinky when it came to the bedroom. Charlie liked it, though. She got rough with Damon, too.

Damon practically ripped her dress off, his hand grazing the daylight necklace around her neck that Bonnie had made her. Charlie allowed Damon to take control, and they had sex right on the front porch. There was something about the Bahamas that made Charlie and Damon's sex life much more kinkier.

After a few more rounds, the couple found themselves naked and in the living room. "So, what's your good news?" Charlie asked, on top of her husband. He ran his hand through her wild mess of dark curls before answering.

"We can go back to Mystic Falls now," he said, tracing patterns in soft, pale skin. Charlie frowned slightly, her arms wrapped around her husband's neck.

"I've already been forgotten?" she asked disbelievingly. It had only been a few years- there had to be somebody there that remembered her.

"Well, I helped." Damon shrugged, and Charlie's frown deepened.

"You compelled people to forget me?"

"And it was not an easy task," Damon responded, flipping them over. "I know how much you miss everyone and want to go back there, so I decided to speed up the forgetting process."

She smiled slightly up at him. "Thank you," she murmured, touched. It seemed that Damon was willing to do just about anything to make her happy. It made her love him even more. "I love you."

"I know." He smirked before kissing her. "I love you too."

"What's my surprise?" Charlie asked, pulling away and running a hand through Damon's hair.

"I'll tell you after round five," Damon mumbled against her lips. Suddenly, he ran them across the room and pinned Charlie against the wall. She smirked and wrapped her legs around his waist.

"Wall sex- my favorite," she breathed as Damon kissed her neck.

After wall sex, the couple finally made it to their bedroom. Charlie was in Damon's shirt and he was wearing his boxers. She rested her head against his chest and waited impatiently for him to tell her what her surprise was.

Her eyes traveled to her left hand and her hazel eyes widened when she saw that her wedding ring was missing. "Oh my god," she breathed, sitting up. "My ring!"

Charlie loved that ring, and now it was gone, probably for good. Damon seemed unperturbed, though. "Relax, Char. I have your ring," he said, holding out her wedding ring.

Charlie breathed a sigh of relief before frowning. "Why do you have my wedding ring?" she asked, confused.

Suddenly, Damon appeared in front of her, on one knee. "Charlotte Salvatore, will you marry me? again?" he asked, suddenly very serious.

She suddenly realized that that was her surprise. Damon wanted to remarry her. she beamed down at her husband. Oh, she loved him so much, and they had forever to spend together. Forever to fill with trips to the Bahamas and remarriage proposals.

"Yes," Charlie breathed without a second thought. "Yes, I'll marry you. Again."

The end

A/N: I can't tell you guys how sad I am that this story's over. I swear, I get too attached to my stories. Every time I finish one I feel like I'm sending a kid off to college or something.

Thank you to everyone who has reviewed, favorited, and alerted this story. it means a lot :)

Now excuse me while I go and cry because this story's over.

~Abby :(