A Warrior's Love

Damon Salvatore is older than everyone thinks he is...his soul is also not entirely Damon's either. Reincarnation has been a researched theory numerous times, but hardly anyone ever remembers their past life....but Damon does. Maybe that is why he is the way he is...or maybe it helped him become the vampire he is today. But what happens when his past comes back to haunt him? Read and you will see


6. Sensory Overload

Damon froze as Elijah's voice washed over him and he felt his heart clench and his chest tighten. Memories pounded his brain and he couldn't help the breathless feeling that overcame him. He leaned against the alcohol cabinet as his breaths came in short pants and his heart seemed to constrict painfully. 

Elijah was immediately at the younger vampire's side and said "I need you to listen to my voice Damon. Focus on my voice....now I want you to try and match your breathing to mine. Okay?" 

He knew that Damon wasn't going to answer, that it was impossible because of the panic attack that was brought on by what Elijah had to guess was a bombarding of long ago forgotten or repressed memories. He kept his voice soft and smooth as he spoke to the distressed vampire and he kept his breaths steady and even as he continued to coach the black haired vampire through breathing techniques.

Finally, after what seemed like an eternity to both vampires, Damon got through his panic attack and was able to breathe again and his heart wasn't clenching so painfully. Elijah squeezed his shoulder and stared at Damon's face and saw that he looked paler than usual.

Elijah stared into the black eyes and asked: "Your panic attack gone?" 

Damon nodded and answered, "Yeah. It's been over a century said I had a full blown one." 

Elijah looked at the emotional turmoil in the younger man's eyes and said "Damon, I won't push you to talk to me. But I am going to push you to talk to someone, whether it be Enzo, Caroline, Klaus, Stefan, Me...you need to talk to someone Damon. You can't keep doing this to yourself. These sleepless nights are not healthy for you and you won't be able to function anymore and panic attacks risk becoming a regular thing as the memories start to attack you while you are awake instead of asleep." 

Damon bit his lip in thought and knew that Elijah was right. He knew that he needed to talk to someone, needed to tell them the truth. It was going to be hard, but at the same time, he knew what could happen if memories were left unfaced, the memories of his human life with his father was proof of that. 

He let out a small sigh and said "You're right Elijah. I can't keep dealing with this alone...but I don't want to deal with it tonight. I will tell you all about it tomorrow....you....and Enzo." 

Elijah smiled at the progress "Alright Damon. Whenever you are ready to talk, I will be there and I am sure that Enzo will be as well. We will go to a secret place tomorrow where no one can overhear us, no one but me knows where it is, your secrets will be safe with whoever you choose to share them with." 

Damon gave a slight smile and it turned back into a frown when he realized that he would be going back to sleep; where the memories could continue to haunt him and plague him if they so chose to.

Elijah looked at Damon's pale face where sleep deprivation was starting to leave behind dark circles under the black colored eyes and he said "I will sit with you while you sleep if you wish. I know that sometimes it helps to have a comforting presence near while you are struggling to find a restful sleep." 

Damon bit his lip but let out a sigh and nodded "That would be fine Elijah, thank you." 

The Original Vampire nodded as the haunted younger one got back into bed. Elijah sat in a chair a few feet away from the side of the bed while Damon started to slip from reality and into unconsciousness. 

And for the first time in months, Damon slept soundly without a nightmare, memory, or even a dream for the rest of the night. 

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