Summary: Set in S2 and 3. Based on the song “Impossible.” Just a songfic for the pairing.
*Flashback- 1864*
I remember years ago
Someone told me I should take
Caution when it comes to love
I did
And you were strong and I was not
My illusion, my mistake
I was careless I forgot
I did
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It was a beautiful day, as Damon stood in the hall, watching her get ready for the day, in front of the mirror.
“Spying on a lady is a sign of poor manners, Mr. Salvatore,” she said, seeing him from her mirror.
“My apologies, Miss Pierce,” he replied.
“Why don’t you come in and help me with my corset,” she said.
He went to stand behind her to help her.
“Promise me that you will return quickly,” she said, knowing he was going back to help fight in the war on the south side today.
“I promise.”
They smiled, before kissing.
*The Return*
And now when all is done
There is nothing to say
You have gone and so effortlessly
You have won
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It was a dismal night in the living room of the Salvatore boarding house. Damon and Katherine had just made out, but Damon had called a pause, wanting to ask her the one question that he had been dying to ask her ever since he had found out that Katherine was alive and back in town.
They stood in front of each other, as Damon said to her, “I have a question. Answer it and it’s back to fireworks and red glare. Answer it right and I’ll forget how much I loved you. I’ll forget the 145 years I’ve spent missing you. I’ll forget everything and we can start over. I just need the truth just this once.”
She looked at him.
“Stop. I already know the question and its answer.”
He looked at her, waiting for her answer.
“The truth is…I’ve never loved you. It was always Stefan.”
He searched her face for any sign that she might be lying, though she was so great at it that he knew that it would be hard to tell if she was lying to him or not.
She gently took his hands away from her face and walked away, before he could say anything and even more so, before he could do something stupid and reckless like snack her neck or try to kill her.
He stood there, alone, hurt, emotions all over the place now. Mostly though, he was hurt and angry at her. He thought that she loved him back, when apparently she didn’t. Unless she was lying. It didn’t matter if she was lying to him or not though. All that mattered was that she had hurt him in a way that he had never felt before. Because of the feelings he was experiencing, he through his empty shot glass at the fireplace and it shattered into pieces. Soon though, these feelings escalated into rage and he left the house, feeling the urge to kill someone or something.
*Flashback- Woods 1864*
You can go and tell them
Tell them all I know now
Write it on the skyline
All we had is gone now
Tell them I was happy
And my heart is broken
All my scars are open
Tell them what I hoped would be
Impossible
Impossible
Impossible
Impossible
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It was a dark night, as she ran at a human pace, him chasing after her.
She slowed down and he caught her.
They ended up with her up against a tree, him in front of her.
“Why must you run from me?” he questioned her, after they kissed.
“Because I know you will chase.”
He smiled.
“Then let me chase you forever.”
She used a fingernail to make a cut by her collarbone.
“You have to choose. If you want it, take it.”
“I choose you, Katherine.”
He bent to drink from the wound she had created.
Later that night, she also taught him how to kill. Then she offered him to taste human blood. Little did he know, she had already known that she wouldn’t be around when he turned.
*Flashback 1864 Romance*
Falling out of love is hard
Falling for betrayal is worst
Broken trust and broken hearts
I know, I know
Thinking all you need is there
Building faith on love and words
Empty promises will wear
I know, I know
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It was a dark night, just like any normal night for human Damon, as he and Katherine made out. He knew by now what she was and, unlike any other human, he wasn’t afraid of her. Even when they stopped and, with her on top of him in bed, vamped out, he still wasn’t afraid.
He touched her face where veins shown, having seeing her vampire face for the first time.
He dropped his hand and they gave each other a smile, before she bit into the side of his neck, taking just enough to quench the hunger. This became an every night thing. And she’d always heal him afterward with her blood.
*The Tomb*
And when all is done
There is nothing to say
And if you’re done embarrassing me
On your own you can go ahead tell them
Tell them all I know now
Shout it from the rooftops
Write it on the skyline
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It was a dismal night, as Katherine woke up after being vervained.
“Where am I?” she questioned Damon who stood right outside of where she was at.
“Where you should’ve been all along,” he said.
“Damon, don’t do this. Please,” she begged, as he began to close the door to the tomb. “You need me!” she yelled.
As he walked away after sealing her in, a part of him hated doing that to her, but he ignored that part, not wanting to let his emotions override his actions. He had to do it. There was no choice. It was the only way he knew to do that would save those he cared about, thinking that as long as Katherine was in the tomb, everyone was safe.
*Founder’s Ball 1864*
All we had is gone now
Tell them I was happy
And my heart is broken
All my scars are open
Tell them what I hoped would be
Impossible
Impossible
Impossible
Impossible
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It was a beautiful day, as Katherine looked at them both, having asked them who would escort her to the Founder’s Ball, in which Stefan and Damon both said they would.
She smiled when they both said they would, and then walked around them in circles, as they stood beside each other.
“Both Salvatore brothers, come to my rescue. How shall I choose?” she said, as if pondering out loud to herself.
*The House Guest*
I remember years ago
Someone told me I should take
Caution when it comes to love
I did
Tell them all I know now
Shout it from the rooftops
Write it on the skyline
All we had is broken
Tell them I was happy
And my heart is broken, ooh, ooh, ooh
I hoped would be
Impossible
Impossible
Impossible
Impossible
Impossible
Impossible
Impossible
Impossible
Impossible
Impossible
Impossible
Impossible
Impossible
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It was a dark night, as Damon half layed and half sat up in bed in his room, reading one of the Gilbert journals. He was interrupted by Katherine though, and put the book down on the bed.
She inched towards him as she said, “You hurt me today.”
“Just a tad,” he replied.
“You were very rough and mean,” she added.
“You deserved it,” he replied.
“I like this Damon. You’re meaner; sexier.”
She inched so close to him that they could kiss and he rested a hand on either side of her head.
When she tried to kiss him, he said, “Katherine, there are six other rooms in this house. Go find one.” Then he lightly pushed her away, making her roll off and land on her ass.
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