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[damonsoneandonly]

It didn’t help that the blood she devoured from Stefan and from the human she attacked didn’t stay down for long, it made her tired, weak, and left her feeling like a failure of a vampire. Elena made her way down the stairs, her feet softly landing on each step since she traded her boots for a pair of socks. The scent of chamomile filled her scences and already began to relax her, somehow Damon always knew the ways to make her feel more calm. Plus, his brother’s absence allowing her to be alone here with him was helping in more ways than even she realized.

The room was illuminated by the fireplace, its glow and its warmth adding to the peaceful feeling that washed over her. It crackled as she made her way to the sofa to sit beside him, her eyes appearing a little shy. Elena took a moment to sip the tea Damon had made for her, bringing to her attention that she hadn’t had chamomile tea since becoming a vampire and the flavor was even more exquisite than she could ever remember as a human.

After the tea was back on its coaster, Elena tucked one leg beneath her and sat facing Damon before she finally spoke. “You know you’re my savior, right?” He was so much more than that. “I wouldn’t have lasted this long without you.” Elena offered a small smile. The two of them had evolved so much since they had first met, she went from hating him to feeling the early twinges of love. “Nor would I have wanted to, if I’m honest.”

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// theeternaldarkprince

In the depths of her long slumber, there lived the dreams of all the amazing things she wished for her friends to experience.  It was lonely, sleeping away the years she would never get back, sleeping away all of the memories she would miss with the human ones she loved. In the time before Bonnie really woke her though, dreams and reality began to get muddled together. It was difficult to tell the difference between the fantasies she created and the realities that existed outside of her sleeping body and mind.

Everything was so different, everyone was so different. It crushed her heart to know that Stefan was gone, but already knowing what happened before she had opened her eyes again made it more bearable, she had at least gotten to say goodbye.  Enduring the grieving process with Caroline and Damon and the others wasn’t easy, it was unimaginable to think that if it weren’t for Bonnie breaking the spell she wouldn’t be here to go through it with them.

It had been about two weeks since the day Bonnie brought her back and the sunlight touched her eyes, making her tired pupils ache a little. Waking up beside Damon once again reminded her of how lucky she was, how incredible it was to be alive, and to make it even better she would be able to live out her life not only with him but also with both of her best friends. Elena rolled onto her side, facing Damon and watching the rise and fall of his chest. She slid her hand over his heart, something she had done countless times but it was different now, his heartbeat was purely human in every sense of the word. It was still shocking to think of him that way instead of an immortal vampire, but she loved it, she loved the life that they would get to lead.

Elena placed a kiss on his shoulder as she basked in this moment.

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[reefharmos679]

No matter how much I missed you or how much I was in agony, I never would have erased everything we ever had. Even if I was drowning in grief. I’d rather hold onto every moment I ever held you, every laugh that I ever heard, every shred of happiness that we ever had. I would rather spend every waking moment in agony then erase the memory of you.

Damon Salvatore, Vampire Diaries (via reefharmos679)

[damonsoneandonly]

Overtime // damaseisotiras

[damonsoneandonly]

The job Elena had wasn’t exactly one she had been searching for, but it was as close the medical field as she could get without needed an extensive, affordable education. Her life was absolutely nothing like she pictured it would be and she envied those who got to actually help people, even if that meant occasionally losing a life at her hands, at least then she knew she would have at least tried to make a difference for someone.

But she didn’t understand the magnitude of losing a patient.

Elena recognized the voice of man a few stools down from her, they worked at the same place, but he was a paramedic on a different team than hers so they never had spoken to one another. She returned his weak smile with one of her own and decided to scoot down a few seats to slide into the one beside him. “I’m Elena.” She greeted him softly. “I don’t think we’ve met.” Their line of work was usually a hectic one, one that left little time to get to know other people who weren’t riding in the same ambulance.

She took a sip of her beer, catching a glance from Matt. Ever since she could remember, his eyes always seemed jealous, especially when someone other than he got her attention. “Rough day at the office?” She asked Damon as Matt set his second bourbon in front of him. Little did she know that one fatality had been on his watch and sticking her foot in her mouth was something Elena was pretty good at.

[eternalstud]

The male ran his hand through his hair as the woman moved into the empty seat besides him. Damn, he had to force a good face and not be so brooding.  “We haven’t. I’m Damon.” He said offering her another smile. He didn’t notice the jealous look the bartender gave (not that it would have mattered to him if he did) as he took note of how gorgeous the woman was. Then came her question and his shoulders slumped a bit, a sad smile tugging at the corner of his lips.

“Ah, well,” an awkward chuckle left him as he rubbed the back of his neck, “that one fatality we had? That was my patient.” He sighed taking his bourbon and taking a long, slow, drink.

[damonsoneandonly]

Elena's mouth opened in a speechless shape of an O. There were things she really only half understood, of course as a driver she never lost anyone personally but Elena had the most compassionate heart in the world and deeply felt the pain of others. "Wow... I... I'm so sorry." The sincerity in her voice was thick and already she felt the weight of his world on her own shoulders. It often amazed her to think about, you can work with people day in and day out and never truly know what they were going through in their own lives.

"If there's anything I can do, I..." Elena cut herself off with a sigh. There was nothing she could do, nothing could possibly ease that pain. In the short time she spent at med school, she was certain nothing would or could have prepared her for the first time she lost someone. With Damon's long and slow drink, she realized he would be finished with this glass in no time.

"Matt, his next one's on me." She said simply to the bartender who never seemed to be lingering too far away.

Elena took a sip of her beer before she turned her attention towards Damon again. "Nothing anyone can say can change what happened." Elena moved to rest her hand comfortingly on his wrist. "One thing I do know, is that you did everything in your power to try to save that person... sometimes... the universe has other plans, but don't go to sleep tonight feeling like you didn't put your entire soul into it, because I know you did. Unfortunately life doesn't always let us have complete control." Her words came out softly and she moved her hand from his wrist to wrap around her beer bottle once again.

Elena didn't know Damon, due to that it was difficult to read him, she only hoped what she said didn't make things worse. Or if he just wanted left alone in general. After she spoke however, she remained quiet, not wanting to overdo it.

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// damaseisotiras ~ closed

[damonsoneandonly]

Awareness was difficult to hold onto after the guilt had sunken in after what she had done to the innocent person walking down the street. This entire night was a wreck, she was a wreck and this nightmare she was living in was showing no signs of ending. Everything was spiraling out of her control and she now understood what Stefan must have gone through when he fought the natural vampiric desire to give in and be the ripper that his body wanted him to be.

Finally, her damp eyes opened when she heard Damon’s voice compelling the human to go to a hospital, it spawned a new round of tears, she must have done some serious damage. She let him lift her into his arms, her body still too weak to both resisting. His apologies swirled into her ears, but it wasn’t his fault that she did this, it wasn’t his fault she went to Stefan. Damon had been ready and waiting for her to arrive and allow her to feed from him again but instead she was lured into the younger brother’s room and the punctures on his wrist.

Stefan’s blood was nauseating. There was more truth in it’s metallic animal taste than there had ever been in his words. Elena attempted to get a hold her tears, she wiped her eyes with one sleeve and her mouth with the other, sniffling and finding relief in not having to walk. “No. I’m sorry. It’s not your fault…” She shook her head. “I should have come to you, not Stefan.” Her voice was meek. “Did.. Did I hurt them?” She didn’t know why she asked, she knew that a neck bite was bad and had the potential to be fatal if left untreated. Elena buried her face in Damon’s shoulder as he carried her back to a safer place.

It occurred to her they were probably going back to the boarding house. “Damon, I don’t want to see him.” Raising her head she looked at him, sincerity in her eyes. “He took advantage of my weakness and if I see him..” Elena clenched her jaw, she was certain she would probably lash out with the way her emotions were rushing through every cell of her entire being.

[eternalstud]

Holding her closely and easily he continued to walk, dodging crowded areas, her sniffles and soft whimpers from crying only served to make him want to kick himself, or his brother, in the ass. “Shh, don’t apologize, baby.” He said softly. “I understand why you did it. I shouldn’t have gotten so jealous.” He said before pressing a soft kiss to her head. “No, no, don’t worry,” he stressed, “the bite was pretty bad but you didn’t hit the carotid artery. She’ll make it to the hospital.” He reassured her. He had seen enough of these kinds of wounds to tell which ones were fatal and which ones weren’t.

When her head nestled into his shoulder and her soft but urgent words he stopped in place in thought. At that moment he felt his phone vibrate in his pocket. Gently he guides her, “Grab onto me, hold onto my shoulders.” Once her arms were securely around his neck he held her up with one arm while he fumbled to get the phone from his pocket see a text from Stefan.

[Hero Hair]: I’ll be gone before you get back.

After reading it he put his phone away and wrapped his arm around her torso once more. “I don’t think we have to worry about Stefan being there. But if you really want we can still go somewhere else.” He said as he continued making his way away from downtown Mystic Falls. Finally he made it to the midway point between the Gilbert home, the Boardinghouse, and the Salvatore crypt.

“Where do you want to go? Your house, my house, the crypt? Or somewhere else entirely?” His boot tapped on the pavement anxiously as he held her in his arms.

[damonsoneandonly]

It was moments like these when Elena knew exactly what she saw in the eldest Salvatore brother, when he spoke the softest of words to her and used words like 'jealousy', she saw all of his humanity shining through in the most vulnerable glory. It wasn't only those parts that drew her to him like a tattered moth to a vibrant flame, it was his vicious egde, the ferocity in the selfless soul that he would never admit that he had. Together all of his qualities, at one extreme or another, made perfect balance with one another and Elena had never felt more safe with someone in her entire life, being carried in Damon's arms made her feel untouchable.

The tension in her body released some at his reassurance that her bite victim would be just fine. There was still an unwavering fresh guilt within her, but she knew it would fade. Her arms tightened around Damon's shoulders as he grabbed for his phone. "No, we can go to the boarding house." She was relieved that Stefan wouldn't be there, he was, for the first time ever, the very last person she wanted to see right now. "I want to sit by the fire and..." She shook her head just slightly. "just forget about this entire night."

When they arrived Elena slid down out of Damon's arms. "I'm gonna run upstairs and change." Her eyes lingered on his for a moment, almost as if she was seeing him again for the first time. Elena turned and went for the stairs, when she reached the bottom, her hand rested on the bannister, she turned to looked back at him. "Thanks for bringing me back." Taking the stairs slowly she made her way down the hallway, grabbing up her overnight bag from where she had left it and looked towards Damon's room before taking a deep breath and going in to change.

Elena's night clothes consisted of a simple red cami and soft black sweatpants that rested on her hips. She washed her face at Damon's bathroom sink and combed her fingers through her hair. It was almost weird looking at her reflection, she was the same but also entirely different and Damon was the only one who could see her for who she is now and not be completely repulsed. It was nice to have someone accept her, especially in a time when she had trouble accepting herself.

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// damaseisotiras ~ closed

[damonsoneandonly]

There was absolutely no denying how angry Damon was with her because of the thoughtless way she stumbled into Stefan’s arms because he dared to tug on the last shred of hope she had that they could be okay. It was a very strongly misplaced shred, that was for damn sure. It only left her thinking about how intense and more importantly how loving the previous night with Damon had been. This night should have gone the same way. For a split second, she thought everything was okay when he acknowledged that he sensed her misery. Then it all came crashing down. There went that damn shred of hope yet again as he announced that he couldn’t just forgive her. If his goal was to make her feel just as horribly as the feelings she had instilled within him then he was successful. Elena allowed him to say his piece, even though she wanted to scream at the top of her lungs that he was anything but a disappointment, that he had made her feel like a human again even though she wasn’t one. “Answer me this then, surely you remember becoming a vampire? The first second you smelled blood after you turned.. hell, I’m sure you still feel that pull when you so much as sit and think about blood. Stefan offered me a wrist with two fresh puncture wounds. He knew I was too new and too weak to resist, I won’t take the blame for that but I’ll take the blame for thinking he could be anything like you.” Truly and honestly he had every right to be upset and angry with her, Elena knew she partially deserved it. However, that did not make the words he threw back in her face sting any less. Her eyes glistened with tears, her focus held on the sparks of the fireplace as he announced he wouldn’t be second to Stefan and therefore, if she was reading correctly between the lines, he was done helping her. “I.. I guess I’m gonna go then.” She was far from strong enough to fight this fight, or to beg him for a forgiveness that she wasn’t sure was even owed to her. Elena dared to look up at him one last time and then in one not-so-swift blur, she was gone. — Stefan gave it a few minutes before making his way downstairs. The expression on his face was pained, his jaw so tightly clenched it was amazing he didn’t break any teeth. “You just going to let her leave like that?” Stefan knew there was nothing left to salvage, he couldn’t accept this new Elena and the draw she had to his brother. Allowing her to feed from him only made her vampirism all the more real and as a ripper there was no way he could help her smoothly transition into her new life and both of them knew it. “There’s only one person in this house who she needs and it isn’t me.” Stefan didn’t apologize straightforwardly as he went to the liquor cart to poor himself a drink. — Elena was ravenous, sad and angry all at once. It was a very bad combination for a young vampire to have swirling about in her head. She could feel the veins dancing under her skin beneath her eyes in tiny pulses of rage. The streets of Mystic Falls were dark and quiet this time of night, the only sound she could hear were footsteps a few blocks away, followed by a steady heartbeat pumping thick, red blood through a person’s veins at a perfect 98.6 degrees. Her mouth was dry and just the thought of a drink made her fangs drop down uncontrollably as her desire for blood carried her feet quickly towards the unknowing human.

It wasn’t more than 30 seconds from the moment she compelled the woman to the moment her fangs were buried deep into her neck. However, it was only 30 more seconds until she realized what she was doing and the guilt flooded in. She retracted her fangs and compelled the woman away before sinking down onto the sidewalk, her back against the brick wall of the courthouse as she sobbed.

[eternalstud]

With her questions his brows crease in concern. He wanted to answer them, and had an answer for each one. But he left them unanswered. Of course he felt the pull of blood and if he were a new vampire he would jump on an opportunity like she had. The feeling of guilt began to rise in his stomach, his face contorting in pain, and tears began to sting his eyes when she saw that her own eyes glistened with burgeoning tears. He was about to say something, but he swallowed the words down thickly, and in a blur she was gone.

Sighing, he turned back to look at the dancing flames in the fireplace and downed his glass of bourbon. Every fiber of his being shouting at him to go after her, to not be so fucking stubborn. He heard the familiar presence of his brother approaching. He did not bother to look at him, couldn’t look at him more accurately, until after what he said sank in. Was Stefan giving him his blessing? He stared at him, wide eyed and mouth slightly gaped. His final words reinforced that he should go after here. It took a solid second before he disappeared from the boardinghouse in a flash. Speeding with vampiric-speed on foot he went into the dead of night to find her.

He could smell blood and the fast erratic beats of two hearts not far away. Shit. He followed the scent of blood finding the mortal that was just unmistakably attacked by a vampire. He compelled her to go to a hospital to get the wound in her neck treated. With the mortal taken care of he continued to follow the sounds of sobbing.

Finding Elena collapsed on the sidewalk at the courthouse he was by her side in a blink of an eye, kneeling on the ground he began to lift her into his arms. “Shhh,” he cooed, “I’m so sorry, Elena.” He said urgently, his voice strained and pained. “I’m so sorry,” he said again as he gathered her close to him. “I’m sorry, I was being a stubborn idiot.” He said hurriedly as he stood straight, carrying her bridal style. He wanted to get her back to the boardinghouse as soon as possible and out of the sight of any humans passing by.

[damonsoneandonly]

Awareness was difficult to hold onto after the guilt had sunken in after what she had done to the innocent person walking down the street. This entire night was a wreck, she was a wreck and this nightmare she was living in was showing no signs of ending. Everything was spiraling out of her control and she now understood what Stefan must have gone through when he fought the natural vampiric desire to give in and be the ripper that his body wanted him to be.

Finally, her damp eyes opened when she heard Damon’s voice compelling the human to go to a hospital, it spawned a new round of tears, she must have done some serious damage. She let him lift her into his arms, her body still too weak to both resisting. His apologies swirled into her ears, but it wasn’t his fault that she did this, it wasn’t his fault she went to Stefan. Damon had been ready and waiting for her to arrive and allow her to feed from him again but instead she was lured into the younger brother’s room and the punctures on his wrist.

Stefan’s blood was nauseating. There was more truth in it’s metallic animal taste than there had ever been in his words. Elena attempted to get a hold her tears, she wiped her eyes with one sleeve and her mouth with the other, sniffling and finding relief in not having to walk. “No. I’m sorry. It’s not your fault…” She shook her head. “I should have come to you, not Stefan.” Her voice was meek. “Did.. Did I hurt them?” She didn’t know why she asked, she knew that a neck bite was bad and had the potential to be fatal if left untreated. Elena buried her face in Damon’s shoulder as he carried her back to a safer place.

It occurred to her they were probably going back to the boarding house. “Damon, I don’t want to see him.” Raising her head she looked at him, sincerity in her eyes. “He took advantage of my weakness and if I see him..” Elena clenched her jaw, she was certain she would probably lash out with the way her emotions were rushing through every cell of her entire being.

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The bite // eldestsalvatore

[damonsoneandonly]

The smallest of smirks danced on her lips as he felt the sting of vervain from her bracelet. “I know that. In all honesty I would rather be physically harmed than have my entire mind screwed around with. If you’re trying to scare me away from vampires, it’s going to take a lot more than reminding me of the risks I take just by driving into this town and walking into this club.”

Elena shrugged and rolled her eyes at his little show of power once again. “You can stop with the stormy eyes and pointy teeth. Every vampire in here knows who I belong to, whether I say I’d let them all bite me or not. I am Lee’s, he knows it, I know it and so do the vampires in the back.” She said the last part a bit louder, with a sly grin. Although she would be undoubtedly lying if she said the sight of Damon’s fangs didn’t give her that down-low tickle.

Some part of her was really surprised that Damon was letting her walk away without a fight, especially after the way he incessantly followed her around and argued with Lee to get her to dance in the first place. Her response to his sapphire eyes and lips to the back of her hand was a sweet smile. “Goodnight, Damon.” Her reply was genuine, but it didn’t take her but a few seconds to turn and disappear through the crowd to make her way back to Lee, where his sharp set of fangs was eagerly awaiting her return. There were minimal questions from her vampire, Lee was concerned with getting his fill of warm, willing, human blood for the evening. In the grand scheme of things, that’s all Elena was, a guaranteed meal. Elena spotted Damon leaving with another girl and part of her felt a great relief, but another part, albeit a very small part, wished that she was the girl who was leaving with the sapphire-eyed, mysterious dark stranger.

Elena couldn’t help but wrinkle her nose when a blueberry muffin was brought to her, pulling her from her thoughts which were dutifully focused on her studies. “I’m sorry, I didn’t order this.” She said with a smile to the waitress. “I know you didn’t darlin’, the one with the dark hair and baby blue eyes sent it over for you. He sure is good lookin’” The waitress turned on her heel and walked away, leaving Elena with a chill down her spine and her blood boiling, a terrible combination. Not possible, she thought to herself as she turned to look around and her eyes landed right on him as he sat in a booth in the corner reading a book as if it was the most normal god damn thing for a vampire to be doing.

This was unacceptable. Elena slid out of her seat and marched over to him with the muffin in her hand. She set it roughly down onto the table in front of him before leaning down to his eye-level, her expression serious and stern. “I do not mix this part of my life with that part of my life. You have a lot of nerve walking in here and ordering food for me. This ends now.” Elena didn’t stick around for his reaction, she wasn’t afraid of him, at least not right now, and she certainly wasn’t in the mood for him. Walking back to her seat she slid into her jacket and scooped up her things, there were plenty of other places to study.

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I owe my loves so many things. I have had a crazy 2 months and I’m ready to get shit going again. Working on my drafts!

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@eldestsalvatore

[damonsoneandonly]

Yay! New reading material and DE bliss

It’s my Nonniesaurus fan! -squee- You’re just entirely too special to me. *bottles you up and keeps you forever*

[damonsoneandonly]

The place his hand touched on her waist was already tingling as every cell in her body craved more of his talented hands. Elena’s mouth fell open and a corner of it perked up in the sexiest of smirks at his challenge. But he was older, faster, and clearly more able to focus under the thralls of passion because before she knew it she was dangling over his shoulder in a tiny fit of giggles.

Elena drank a quarter of the brand new bottle of bourbon before they even reached their destination, she left her seat vacant and his double-occupied, and wasted zero time letting him taste it on her lips, barely letting him put it in park.

[eternalstud]

Her fit of giggles caused a large smile to pull at his lips - oh how he loved the sound of her laugh. And her smile remained as he sped off with her besides him, one hand resting upon her knee while she drank the bourbon, trailing up her thigh.

He put the pedal to the metal and in no time they were in the field where they went to see the meteor shower, which of course backfired, but still ended up being one of the best nights of his life. She straddled his lap, his lips colliding with hers, and one hand rests on her waist as he threw the car in park, turning it off, reclining the seat back, and moving the wheel up so it wasn’t jammed against her back. Though by the way she impatiently straddled and kissed him with lips that tasted like bourbon it seemed as if it didn’t matter to her. With the car pretty much dealt with his hands rest on her waist for a moment only to glide up along her sides slipping beneath her shirt, his hips giving a playful push against hers before he pulled away biting gently at her lower lip.

“Nng,” he nearly grunted, smirking as he looked up at her, “good thing you decided to wear a skirt today~” he said as one hand glides from her ribs down to her waist, and lower still as he reached the bare skin of her thigh, only to glide beneath the skirt towards the apex of her warm thigh so his thumb could glide along the fabric of her panties teasingly while his lips lock with hers in a sensual kiss.

[damonsoneandonly]

Damon’s touch sent impatient shivers all over body as his car purred all the way to one of the places which held one of her very fondest memories with him.

Elena giggled again when he reclined the seat, absently curious why they never put his car to such good use in the past. Her fingers curled over his shoulders and her hips rolled against his. “Mm..” Her mouth grew into a grin as his teeth pressed into her bottom lip. “Almost like I planned it?” She teased, her brows playfully waggling, she grabbed his hand away from beneath her skirt and pinned it above his head on the headrest. “It’s not nice to tease, Damon.” She managed in the midst of his kiss before lowering her mouth to his neck to nip just above his artery with dull teeth, playing his game.

“Wouldn’t you agree?” She whispered into his ear, still keeping one of his hands pinned she reached between them and undid his belt buckle, her eagerness evident in her racing pulse. “Or maybe you enjoy it..?” Letting go of his hand she went for his shirt and ripped it open, sending buttons flying was one of her favorite things to do. Leaning down she pressed soft kisses along his skin and lost herself in his scent.

[damonsoneandonly]

Hello, My Name is “Untitled” // theothersalvatorebrother

[damonsoneandonly]

Elena hadn’t taken it lightly when he stopped responding to her texts and when he stopped calling her at night, there was nothing more for her to think than that he had found someone else. It was heart breaking, especially after an intense handful of weeks that they’d spent getting to know one another before he left. She really thought Damon was the one. Until he just… wasn’t.

Her eyes grew wide when she heard his voice in the darkness outside of her window. “Damon?!” Quickly she blew out her last breath of numbing smoke and put out her blunt on the outside of the window ledge. “Fancy seeing me here?!” Elena was instantly pissed off. “Don’t you dare go anywhere.” She said, pointing at him as she leaped through the house and bounded down the stairs to whip the front door open and stomp over to him.

“Fancy seeing me here?!” She repeated, not bothering not to yell now. “Are you kidding me?! You stopped answering my calls, Damon. You stopped calling me! Don’t even try to pin this on me!” She was a messy ball of tears and rage and she wanted to throw her fists at his chest, her fingers were so tightly curled that little crescent shaped cuts began to bleed where her nails dug into her own palms.

“I don’t know why I trusted you. God am I stupid.” Elena shook her head, turning away from him, unable to stop shaking.

[damonsoneandonly]

Overtime // damaseisotiras

[damonsoneandonly]

The job Elena had wasn’t exactly one she had been searching for, but it was as close the medical field as she could get without needed an extensive, affordable education. Her life was absolutely nothing like she pictured it would be and she envied those who got to actually help people, even if that meant occasionally losing a life at her hands, at least then she knew she would have at least tried to make a difference for someone.

But she didn’t understand the magnitude of losing a patient.

Elena recognized the voice of man a few stools down from her, they worked at the same place, but he was a paramedic on a different team than hers so they never had spoken to one another. She returned his weak smile with one of her own and decided to scoot down a few seats to slide into the one beside him. “I’m Elena.” She greeted him softly. “I don’t think we’ve met.” Their line of work was usually a hectic one, one that left little time to get to know other people who weren’t riding in the same ambulance.

She took a sip of her beer, catching a glance from Matt. Ever since she could remember, his eyes always seemed jealous, especially when someone other than he got her attention. “Rough day at the office?” She asked Damon as Matt set his second bourbon in front of him. Little did she know that one fatality had been on his watch and sticking her foot in her mouth was something Elena was pretty good at.

[damonsoneandonly]

Okay babes.

I worked a 52 hour week with the holiday so I was literally too dead to write. Tonight and tomorrow I'll be working on my drafts for: @theothersalvatorebrother @damaseisotiras @eldestsalvatore If I've forgotten anyone please let me know!

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Merry Christmas @damonsoneandonly , from your Delena Secret Santa!

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Thank you so much bby! I love it!! Merry Christmas!

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Merry almost Christmas :)

Merry Christmas Nonnie you little doll face you :)

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Really tired tonight loves. I know I owe a few of you and hopefully those replies will come tomorrow.

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A fan! I saw one of your threads and scrolled through your page and loved it. I have my favorites RPGs booked mark so I can read along :)

A fan! You’re a perfect little cupcake. I really appreciate all the love!