Dabekah (Damon/Rebekah)

Originals: Reunited

Summary: Set some time after Originals S5 and VD S8. Twenty years after losing Elena, since he never took the cure, Damon comes to New Orleans, needing to find some place else to be, away from the memories and pain from losing Elena. That's when Rebekah finds him drowning his sorrows. What will ensue between them? Will they get together like we got a glimpse of in VD S3?

It was a dismal night, as Damon sat at the only bar in New Orleans, having his usual shot glass of Bourbon. It had been twenty years since Elena had died human, but it still felt as if it had been yesterday. Time had yet to help him heal, so he was here to try and get away from the pain and memories Mystic Falls had given him of Elena.

The youngest Mikaelson Original sister entered the bar, needing a drink after everything this century had given her, but stopped in her tracks for a few moments, seeing a quite familiar Salvatore. She'd had a one-night stand with him many years ago. It had been a year before her and her two siblings had come back to New Orleans. And a part of her still deeply cared about the elder Salvatore. The other half wanted to pretend that she hadn't seen him, but she decided to join him. After all, she knew that he wouldn't chance being around her siblings unless he needed a second place to call home.

Once she arrived at the bar, she sat next to him.

"Now, what's brought the famous Damon Salvatore to my backyard?" she asked.

He looked at her.

"I'm not sure you'd understand."

"Try me," she encouraged him.

"Tell me, Rebekah. Out of 1,000 years of love, did you ever find that one person you knew was truly right for you?" he wanted to know.

"I thought I did once, but he turned out to become a worst monster than Klaus himself," she answered, remembering when Marcel had almost succeeded in wiping out her family.

"Well, it's been twenty years, but time has yet to heal," he replied.

When he spoke about it being twenty years without healing, she realized that he'd lost Elena. She'd never liked her, but she'd never wish anyone, let alone Damon, lose their love. Klaus had done it to her too many times for her to count.

"I'm sorry you lost her, but I'm sure she'd want you to move on," she sympathized. She really did want to make him feel better.

"And how do I do that? It took about 150 years to get over Katherine. I can only take so much," he replied.

After she'd downed her own drink that she'd ordered, she looked at him again.

"Come on. Let's get out of here. I know exactly what you need."

She got to her feet, as he downed what little of his drink was left, and then he got up and followed her out of the bar.

Once they were in an alley, away from prying eyes, they began to make out, giving one another a distraction that they both needed.

The next day, despite Klaus not being thrilled about it, Damon moved into the compound with her. Then they spent all day keeping each other company in her room.