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Author: me
Word Count: < 600
Rating: G
Disclaimer: I do not own The Vampire Diaries. It is the property of The CW and L.J. Smith. No copyright infringement intended.
AN: Post 208 Elena introspective
She feels the heavy weight of it on her chest, but when she looks in the vanity across from her bed all she sees is the glint of a necklace that was missing a blink earlier.
She holds it in her palm, letting the confusion wash over her; the pit growing deep in her stomach and a strange sort of arousal festering inside her body. Her heart is racing.
It makes no sense.
She feels the burn of metal against her skin where Elijah pulled it from her neck. She can see the red streaks stretch along the side of her neck, the delicate weave of the chain stamped on her. She drags her free hand along the raised flesh hard enough that she winces at the pressure.
How does that happen?
Elena runs through the evening in her mind, from the moment Stefan and Damon arrived to when Stefan dropped her off at her door. Neither one of them had given it to her at all. She just assumed that it was lost.
She sits down on her bed, tucking a leg underneath herself. It’s only then that she notices the foreign scent in her room. Sweet and bitter, like whiskey and cloves, mixed with the faintest hint of metal. And it’s only then that she starts to piece the moments together in her mind.
Her window is open wide, the drapes fluttering gently in the warm Virginia breeze. It had been closed when she went into the bathroom. And that smell.
He was here, Damon. In the room with her. And she can’t remember.
Her mind is a blank.
Her heart speeds. What happened? What did he say? What did he do?
Why did he make her forget?
More importantly why does she feel like everything in her world has changed in this one night?
She feels a tingle on her forehead, and quickly lifts her fingers to it. The soft touch of her hand trying to coerce out a memory lost. It’s like a word sitting on the edge of her tongue, so close she can almost taste it – along with the blood and scotch – but the more she tries to search, the more elusive it becomes.
She lays back on the bed, allowing her mind to wander, thinking Jeremy’s arms wrapped tightly around her, Bonnie’s hand gentle on her face, Damon’s face staring up at her from the bottom of a grand staircase. The look in his eyes as he mouthed a stoic “you’re welcome” to her until she started to wonder if she was hugging the wrong Salvatore.
She closes her eyes then, allowing herself a moment to redo the scene, rushing down to Damon and wrapping her body around his. Strong muscles enclosing her urgently until she feels really and truly safe. In this reality, it’s Stefan who receives the silent thank you, Stefan who is forced to walk away while his brother is enveloped in the moment with her.
She hardly feels the hot trails of the tears working down her face.
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The next morning , she wakes up chasing the dream of Damon making an earth shattering revelation. But the harder she tries the faster it slips away from her.
She reaches for her journal, but when she puts the pen to paper no words flow through her.
All blank pages that should be filled somehow. Like something she should remember, but can't.
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Date: 2010-11-06 12:53 am (UTC)I need more. Please tell me you'll write more of these two? That last scene sealed the deal for me.
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Date: 2010-11-06 12:57 am (UTC)Honestly though, I just kept thinking about what Jeremy said to Damon in the season finale. Glamoring someone doesn't take away the feelings that go along with the memories they just take away the memory itself. He still knew that something bad had happened with Vicki, he just didn't know why. And I think that Elena would feel the same. And it's not like she doesn't already KNOW that Damon loves her. He's just never said it to her.
I just love him.
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Date: 2010-11-06 02:34 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-11-06 05:27 am (UTC)Thank you so much for taking the time to leave feedback! :D
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Date: 2010-11-06 04:44 am (UTC)I really like the re-imagining of running down the steps to him, because that seriously pained me--almost as much as that final scene.
Dear God, nobody does heartbreakingly tender and sexy like Ian. Good lord, I cannot love that man more--only, YES I CAN!
And his scent in the room--that was such a visceral description. Well done, you, well done.
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Date: 2010-11-06 05:35 am (UTC)The first time I watched it, I totally thought she was going to run down the stairs to him for a minute. Then stupid Stefan stepped in the way. STUPID STEFAN! :(
But really, there's no way she can't be wondering what it all means. How she got the necklace and what happened during those disappeared minutes. She has to know that it was a vampire, so why couldn't it be Damon? Logically, it just makes sense for it to impact her in a deeper way because it was Damon?
I love this show so hard.
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Date: 2010-11-06 06:44 pm (UTC)Also, and I may be crazy, but...when she first starts down the stairs, her face lights up at the sight of Damon...then Stefan walks in to view from the side of the stairs.
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Date: 2010-11-06 07:14 pm (UTC)Thank you so much for reading and commenting!
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