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"So, my love, what's the offer that I can't refuse?" Klaus asked Caroline.

"First of all, stop it with 'my love'. You are incapable of loving by design. Secondly I think I can offer you what you want."

"My dear, if you are offended by my courtship saying things like 'you will offer me what I want' won't help your cause." Klaus retorted.

"Oh, oh, you are so infuriating! You always turn everything I say into something dirty. You are, well, you are obnoxious."

Klaus began laughing clearly amused by the blonde in front of him. He truly thought she was special, amusing him even in these unfortunate circumstances; she must be special.

Caroline became more and more aggravated by his behavior. For God sake, she was here risking everything, doing something unimaginable, practically putting her faith in this horrifying creature and he was laughing? It was unbelievable.

"Do you want your body or not?" she finally snapped.

That caught Klaus's attention.

"What are you saying?"

"I'm saying that I know where your body is and that I will lead you to it with one condition." The blonde replied boldly.

"And where do you find the nerve to put conditions my dear? May I remind you that you are in a house full of Originals and that we are not above torturing people? Don't hold it against me, is just a friendly reminder."

"Don't you worry, I'm very well aware of the type of person you are. I don't put anything past you. But you shouldn't underestimate me and my capacity to resist pain; I rather die than giving in. So, we will do this in my terms or we won't do it at all."

Klaus took a moment to think; meanwhile Caroline was fighting hard the fears that threaten to overwhelm her. She knew she was being reckless, but what other choice she had? That morning in Elena's kitchen she realized something of most importance – Damon would fight for his love, Elena will also. They were ready to sacrifice others for their happiness. She wasn't blind. She knew for a long time now that Damon's love wasn't unrequited. So she was in her rights to be equally selfish. Tyler's life depended on her. She would fight for it. A little voice inside her told her she was fighting for another hybrid's life too; but she wasn't eager to listen to that particularly voice.

"Alright, you win. What are your conditions?" Klaus finally spoke.

I was laying in my bed contemplating the events of the day. It was a very full day. It had sadness, fear, desire, the prospect of a fight bigger than we were ready to face and it had love. And because of the latter I now thought of it as the best day in my life, both of my lives.

I was, obviously, petrified that soon enough we could all be dead. I was afraid for everyone's well-being, but I would lie if I wouldn't say that Damon's was my biggest concern. The possibility that now that we finally found each other all could end in a blink of an eye was not just terrifying but, most of all, revolting. It just wouldn't be fair. Not for him, not for me. The revolt rising inside me brought a resolution – I would fight fate with all my power if it wants to tear us apart. I was ready to defend my love against anyone.

My window opened slowly and in my room appeared Damon.

"What are you doing here? I thought you were spending the night at the boarding house." I asked surprised.

"That was my intent, but as I sat in the parlor enjoying a glass of my finest scotch, it suddenly occurred to me that I might have dreamed it all. That it was all a figment of my imagination. I wouldn't put it pass me. So, I had to come here and see if I gone crazy. Or maybe if the crazy one is you and you actually do love me."

I laughed softly.

"I am the crazy one. It's me. Crazy about you."

"Oh, then all is good. This is the way you're going to be from now on? You're going to use all the clichés about love?" he teased.

I rose to my knees and crawled on my bed until I was facing him. I entangled my arms around his neck and I pulled him down to my lips. As I was about to kiss him I stopped and whispered 'yes'. Then I pulled away fast while laughing.

"I'm going to say the most syrupy things, the corniest love declarations. I'm going to cite poets. Maybe I'm even going to write you some poems. It's going to be a never ending fairytale. Oh, and I don't think that a day will pass without references to unicorns and butterflies and….oh, well, you get the point. You're going to vomit, I'm sure." I babbled.

He laughed; he was the most care free I ever saw him. This was Damon when he didn't suffer. And I was the reason for his happiness. I put an end to his pain. That alone was enough to make me ecstatic.

"Well, this will severely damage my badass image. I do have a reputation I must live to. But you know the sacrifices one makes for love. So, go ahead, indulge in silly declarations, I will stoically resist."

"You're the silly one, Damon. Come here next to me and be quiet for a while, you're driving me insane."

He laid next to me in bed, wrapping his arms around me. As I was cuddling next to his body I wondered if too much happiness could kill you.

"So you are already telling me to shut up? I suppose I'm just a pretty face for you." He sighed pretending to take offence.

"Yup, just a pretty face."

For a while we sat in silence, neither of us ready to fall asleep; wanting this day to never end. He broke the silence after half an hour or so.

"I still wonder, I mean, I believe you and everything, but I still wonder."

"About?" I asked softly.

"You suddenly realizing you love me. I mean, don't get me wrong, never in my entire existence was I this happy. It's like every bit of pain, of heartache, of despair I suffered through the centuries was worth it if it brought me to this moment. Heck, I would gladly live ten times through all of it if I could have this day all over again. But, somehow, it doesn't make sense. For crying out loud I put you through hell. And you seemed so hang up on Stefan. I just can't wrap my head around it."

"My love! I promised you that I will spend eternity making it up to you. Each day I'm going to make sure to tell you why I love. So, let's start tonight."

"It's going to be like a story?" he asked humorously

"Yes, exactly like a story, each night before we go to sleep. Do you have a problem with it? It's too syrupy for your badass image?

. "Hmm, I can manage it. Go ahead."

"All right, just promise to be silent."

He nodded in acceptance so I began.

"From the moment I saw you something was there. I even admitted so when I told you we share some sort of understanding. It was a physical attraction, that's obvious; I mean who are we kidding? But it was something more. Then, at the beginning, I could see pass the gore, the violence of your nature, because of your love for her, for Katherine. And even though I never admitted to anyone, not even to myself, I envied her because she was loved that way. I mean you waited for her for centuries. You would have done everything to bring her back. You fought for her, you changed for her. And right then I knew that nobody had loved me quite this way and that this was the kind of love I needed. That night when you found out she wasn't in the tomb, that she betrayed you, you were so devastated, so damaged. And, weird as it sounds, I wondered if I would matter this much to anyone. But in those days, beside my envy, another question appeared. What man could love a woman so deeply, so madly? And something inside me knew the answer – a one of a kind."

"But I never loved Katherine. I thought I did. It turned up she was just an infatuation. I never knew love until you." He said vigorously.

"You promised you won't interrupt me. I know you didn't love her or at least I hope you didn't. But you loved love. You were in love with the idea of a love bigger than life. And that's even more wonderful. What testimony for the greatness of your heart. Now if you let me continue."

He nodded while looking down on me; I was still sitting with my head on his shoulder.

"So, that was in the beginning. After a while you started to give me more and more attention. And I was sure it was because of Katherine. And I despised it. It wasn't enough that I had to live with the fact that my boyfriend first noticed me because I looked like his ex, now you too? It felt like a curse. Like somehow I will always be compared to her, I will always get her leftovers. I must admit I was sickened by it. When Isobel told me you loved me I thought she was full of bullshit. To be quite honest, I never was sure of your love until we faced your impending death. Despite all the previous proofs only then I felt you loved me and that I wasn't some sort of projection of Katherine. Anyway, after you started to be more invested in my life, after our friendship evolved, you did all those things that remind it me of what it meant to be loved by Damon Salvatore. When you kissed Katherine thinking she was me I said I was offended that you would think that I kiss you back. It was a half-truth. Indeed it offended me that you would think that I was as fickle as Katherine, but I also knew that the reason you kissed me, or the one you thought it was me, was because you wanted to recapture the love you had with Katherine. And that offended me so much more."

"That's not true Elena."

"You promised to be silent." I said while pouting.

"And I will, but this is too important to not be cleared up. That night on your porch I already saw you as everything that Katherine wasn't. Kind and pure, human in heart, not only in body. You were already so much more than Katherine ever was. And me kissing you, well, thinking that I kissed you, was all about my love for you. I already loved you Elena. Not because of your resemblance with her, but because of you, of your soul, of everything that makes you unique."

"Well, this pleases me, but I won't carry on with my story tonight. You didn't keep your promise. You talked and talked and talked." I hugged him even tightly.

"That's not fair. I was only setting things right." He complained.

"Regardless, I will stop. After all tomorrow night it's another night for stories."

"Fine, but only if you say the magic words."

"I love you my darling."

"I love you too."

Author Note: Once again, I'm very thankful to you for reading this fic, and most of all to those of you who are taking their time to review it. It matters to me since I'm new to this world of fanfic and also to this world of writing in English:). So I cannot stress out enough how grateful I am for your reviews. But I noticed that you said nothing regarding the possibility of future deaths amongst the characters. The next chapter will be a turning point. So if you have an opinion about it this is the time to speak up. I'll be back :))