salut there guys ;D
As I just remembered that Ian once a dit that he'd like Damon to abduct Elena to Paris,I just started to write a script about it :D That's the first part and I hope u like it ♥


Fathomless Darkness. Silence.

Just one word: Damon.

That was everything she was able to make out of this strange dream which haunted her for the 3rd time in just 2 days.



Elena got out of her lit and stumbled to the bathroom. Somehow she felt strange today...not that she had felt ''normal'' for the last, let's say, 12 months, but recently, it was different...and it was not due to the changing weather outside. but this one person who just came into her life in order to turn her world- and her heart- upside down.



A few months ago, she thought that she'd knew for sure what she wants, what she feels, what she is. Actually, it was her strong conviction that it will always be Stefan- Stefan, the Saint, Stefan- the good brother, Stefan- the VAMPIRE.



But a few months ago, she also hadn't really known HIM- and that was the point.

Damon, Stefan's older brother, of whom everyone just thought that he's the embodiment of the devil- no soul, no feelings, no good. Just until he met Elena, who was the only one who ever broke the stone mur covering his heart, the only one ever likely to encounter his humanity- buried deep inside him.



Everything felt as if it was unquestionable and the only true way- until she fell in l’amour with the ''bad brother''.



''Whom he's definitely not...'' Elena whispered while picking up her hairbrush,

''...How can toi be so sure..?'' , a voice from behind her slowly said. Surprized and shocked because of not really expecting him, Elena instinctively turned around and slapped Damon with her brush. He, however, simply smirked. ''Now what was that for? '' , he a dit while still grinning. Elena first stared into his night black eyes until her mind switched back to reality. ''Oh my God, Damon! I'm so sorry! I didn't hear toi coming and thus...'', she wanted to continue explaining, but all of a sudden, Damon softly put his finger on her lips.

''No need to explain, Princess.'', he a dit before giving Elena his million volt smile only she was allowed( and rather supposed) to see.

Elena couldn't help but reveal one smile,too, as it was always the case when she was with Damon after revealing his humanity. When she saw Damon's smirky look, she just realized that she must have projected her thought onto Damon's mind accidentally and thus blushed immediately.





''..You know that trying to reveal my humanity was wrong.'' , Damon a dit sharply.





Now she really was confused. ''What..Damon,what do you..?'', she began, but was just interrupted again.



''...'cause NOW, toi won't get rid of me forever.''



There it was again. This fluttery feeling inside her that only Damon was able to cause. When he reduced the distance between them , Elena could feel her own heartbeat run wild. Actually, it felt like her cœur, coeur was about to jump out of her chest when she felt his breath on her smooth, white skin.

''H...how come toi think I would ever want toi to leave..?'', she whispered while meeting his endless black eyes again.



Everytime she looked into them, it was impossible not to get lost, but at the same time feel save and protected , although they lead toi to an inner universe hardly to fathom for everyone he wouldn't allow to look deep inside his crippled soul. The one he has hidden for so long.



''Because I'm the bad guy'', Damon whispered into Elena's ear. The vibration of his deep voice made her whole body shiver. Bad guy...why does he still try to maintain his facade? His ''image''?

Although...

Thinking about it, Elena had to admit that this behavior was exactly the reason why she had fallen for him: Because of this obvious ''bad guy'' facade but at the same time good core she loved BOTH. She never intended to change him, to change his character, because this was exactly the fiery hot, irresistible and charming Damon she loved - and not anyone else...

...and who just looked breathtaking in the dim light of the bathroom. Elena knew that it was wrong, but she was so overwhelmed of her strong desire to be with him, to touch him, to never let him go that she instinctively leaned her head back and closed her eyes. When he used to tempt her this way, Elena usually stayed strong and refused his gestures harshly, but so many things just changed...and she had to admit that whatever he was doing, she could no longer resist his fiery, passionate and, most of all, true and pure l’amour for her.

As he stabilized her head with both his hands, touching her hair gently, Elena felt a sudden warmth arising inside her body. And when his lips finally touched hers, she could feel it flowing from her chest down to her feet, making her legs go trembling and fearing to give way to the unbearable tenderness and affection of his strong hands as well as soft lips. Lost in her strong desire for him, Elena could make out some pictures in her head which seemed quite familiar, but at the same time so foreign..but nevertheless beautiful and inviting to explore.

Wait..was this the Eiffel Tower projected on her mind? And...no,now the place changed into some kind of room of a truly stunning size..with one huge and unaffordable-seeming lit made of an old and majestic-looking wood worthy the palace of the most powerful ruler which Elena had never seen before.

On it there were dozens of red roses not only embellishing the lit itself, but the whole room, creating a cosy atmosphere touching toi at the deepest and innerst part of your body. Following the little scene playing in her head, Elena suddenly realized that there were 2 people, probably a couple, she imagined, entering the ''dream-room'', holding hands tightly and looking at each other with a flickering feu burning in their eyes like the one Elena currently felt, although their faces were just some dark spots looking like demons. They slowly went to the huge lit where the man gently made his girlfriend go and sit on its edge while still not letting lose of her hand. Having a closer look on the man's strong hands, Elena recognized the démodé, old-fashioned ring, just like the one..

''Damon!!'', Elena shouted after abruptly losening the kiss, staring at Damon with the most questionable and at the same time shocked face she could think of. However, instead of feeling guilty, Damon just started one of his darkest, but still most adorable laughters he had. Elena still waited for an answer. ''What,darling? I thought toi might need some vacation after all this overwhelming supernatural-stuff '' , Damon a dit while revealing his typical ''Damon Salvatore only'' smirk. ''Well,this didn't only seem like 'normal' vacation to me, to be honest.'', Elena said. Still surprized of his idea, Elena tried to montrer him her shock and non-understanding, but actually, it really didn't sound too bad... ''Ugh,no, I can't! '' , Elena a dit while shaking her head. ''Look, toi know that I can't just leave and let them all think I've been abducted!'' she argued. ''So...why let it only seem like toi were abducted..?'' , Damon a dit while still smirking.

''Wh..NO, DAMON, DON'T toi DAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAREEE....!!'' Elena cried due to Damon's sudden grip on her waist , pulling away her legs. While still squealing, Elena was put onto Damon's back so that he could carry her plus easily and comfortably.

Due to the enormous speed, Elena's tries to hold on to something in order to be able to jump down from Damon's back were made in vain, as she could never really losen her arms which were tightened around him first because she was still frightened and shocked because of the speed and seconde because she didn't want to hurt herself again. Actually, due to the circumstances, she was glad that until now no harm happened to her. But, to be honest, Damon would never allow that his ''Princess of Darkness'' gets hurt, so that it was actually the least important issue she could think of now.Passing some confused chats and put up birds, she slowly regained her voice again. ''D..Damon? Whe're we goin'? toi don't really..?'' ''Actually I am'' Damon soberly said. ''But I ain't got my clothes and stuff!'' , Elena replied sharply while her kidnapper started laughing. ''I'm taking toi to Paris without any permission ou warning and you're just concerned about not having your stuff with you? I expected some never-ending speech on how terrible and insensitive I am, but hey, I can live with your reaction.''

Thinking about what she has said, Elena immediately blushed, as it somehow approved that it didn't really bother her to be abducted, even though she would still have appreciated some warning ou time to think about it .

''Th..that doesn't mean anything! I'm hanging on the back of some super-sonic 500 year-old italian vampire guy, so I think my reaction is still quite normal due to the circumstances'', Elena argued. ''Actually toi should be used to them.'' Damon grinningly said. Elena tried to think of some convincing counterattack, but had to admit that he was right. Nevertheless...''Damon,look, don't toi think that..'' , Elena started, but wasn't able to continue as she was suddenly put off Damon's back onto her feet, directly facing his nigh black eyes. ''Look'' , he began , '' You'll be sûr, sans danger with me. toi can trust me. I promise not to let toi being hurt.'' ''A...alright'' , Elena slowly whispered. As strange as it sounds, toi could always trust Damon when he was making a promise, no matter of which size. However, he only ever made them for her . Not for anybody else. ''Good.''